The greatest miracle. This story is a single mom, she had a son, his name is Jose Antonio, she was a female fighter who worked very hard to give the necessary power to his son, José Antonio was one days very seriously ill and their recovery was hard, she too desperate was the bank to withdraw money for medicines for his son, but she felt desperate andalusia disease with his son forgot the money in a taxi. Wednesday, February 4, 2009
THE GREATEST MIRACLE
The greatest miracle. This story is a single mom, she had a son, his name is Jose Antonio, she was a female fighter who worked very hard to give the necessary power to his son, José Antonio was one days very seriously ill and their recovery was hard, she too desperate was the bank to withdraw money for medicines for his son, but she felt desperate andalusia disease with his son forgot the money in a taxi. IT IS THE COW´S FAULT

As an example we have some of the stories in the book: The apple tree, this would be the story of each one of us, The tree is our parents, because kids love them and play with them but as we grow left alone, and only returned to them when they need them or are in trouble.
The movie is a challenge and an invitation to change, because most of the stories deal with the processes of change, this is the case of the lame dog that is a child that passed through the street and see some puppies in including a sale that was lame, the boy insisted that he wanted to buy, I had the few currencies to buy and the owner told him that if he really wanted as a gift, the boy told him not to because the dog worth like
Besides, the Lord said that dog will not run and play layers, then the child replied that it was lame and could not run very well, and that this dog would be something different because it would be someone who understood.
One day my mother had that travel urgently to Cuenca to visit me. She
was behind the bus and took a taxi quickly. My mom came to the bus station and got off quickly paid the taxi driver with money in his pocket and forgot to pick up your handbag. Quickly board the bus and when she arrived in Cuenca and wanted to give me a gift that brought in his bag recalled that she had forgotten in the taxi. But in Machala the driver of the taxi seen the bag and decided to return to the house where my mother had collected in the morning. My brother Eduardo scared to see the taxi back was quickly opened the door and saw that the driver returned with the bag that our mother had forgotten. My brother only could tell THANK YOU to the driver for his honesty, and then send me the gift.
HONESTY

Once, I remember that I went out with my dad from my house overlooking the valley to visit the family, boarded the bus and we sat down, then I realized that my hand was a cell phone on a seat. Then he grabbed me take you. After one hour the cell called a miss, she told me that the cell belonged, she finally arrived where I was and returned his cell phone.
by: Jubi Castro

rrectly. I decide give her the wallet. LOST WALLET

STORY OF A SITUATION OF HONESTY
A day, when I was 20 years my mother said me to go to the market to buy apples. It was two blocks from my house in Santa Isabel, then I went to the market with my sister we was talking and playing with a ball. My sister said me that she wanted red apples but I wanted green apples, beside I ask her: What would you do? She said, we would ask a mother for the color of the apples. My mother wanted red apples.
We bought the red apples, I paid with a billet of 10 dollars and the lady gave me a billet of 20 dollars.The lady was happy and we too.
My mother got the apples and she can made the apple juice.
THE FIRST TIME THAT I FOUND SOMETHING
A week ago or you were in the bus and in the backseat was one one mister speaking for cellular phone and some ten minutes after the softly give him the bus.
I am a person than never himself to found nothing, and this time I went that believe.
That I had the first time that something did not find me but anyway that to return that cell phone.
Also when I was going at home I saw poor children asking for money in the street and that made me feel something sad...
Suddenly I begin to sob Two weeks later I felt better and I decided to study hard to build an enterprise, get some money and help th
em...
So that day I went to run and a poor child wanted to sell me a lotery ticket and I wanted to buy it, although I have never done it. Days after I looked the newspaper and saw I won it...
THIS IS A REAL STORY

-HONESTY-
I remember when I was a kid I steal a box of chalk to the church, I wanted to chalk because I liked scratch the walls of the church with my friends. We did this every Sunday, this was funny because the nuns didn't have chalk to gave class.Bat one day we think that the made was bad and and return all, and ask for apologize.

