[ C: my co-worker had this short, interesting conversation. allow me to first paint a picture of the kid. Feo, 3 years old, always has this dazed look on his face and appears to just have gotten outta bed. He also speaks very slowly (in cantonese) ]
Feo is picking his nose.
C: Feo, ley jo mut yeh lui bey see ah? Ho wu jo gah.
[Feo, why are you picking your nose? It's very dirty. ]
Feo: (completely serious) Ngo teow mm doe hay ah. Dee bey see suck ju.
[I can't breathe. The boogers are stuffing up my nose. ]
hmm…i guess you have to be there, and know Feo for this to be funny. I couldn’t stop cracking up though. =)
I am not a boxer who misses her punches
All athletes practice strict self-control. They do it to win a prize that will fade away, but we do it for an eternal prize. So I run straight to the goal with purpose in every step. I am not like a boxer who misses his punches. I discipline my body like an athlete, training it to do what it should. Otherwise, I fear that after preaching to others I myself might be disqualified.
1 Cor 9:25-27 (NLT)
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