an old saying :~>

once upon a time there was an old woman with 2 jars, each jars was on the side of a long stick and the stick itself was on the old woman neck.

one of the jars were cracked and the other one were perfect and always supply full amount of water.
from the long road from the river to the old woman house, the cracked jar only have half amount of water, this was on daily bases for 2 years the old woman brought home 1 and a half jar and sure the craked jar was proud in himself.

but after all that time the craked jar were miserable and feel shame in his imperfection that he could only do half the job that he meant to do.

1 day after 2 years the craked jar turn to the old woman and said to her "im ashame of myself, because of the crack i have, half of the water spill till we get to your house from the river"...
the old woman looked at him and said "did you ever notice that there is a garden of flowers on your side, and not on the other side? thats because i knew about your crack all this time so i planted some seeds on your side, and you watered them for 2 years, so only because your crack i could decorate my house and bring joy to it"

the point of this story is to tell we all have our uniqe cracks, but its those cracks that make our life so interesting and special.
you should look at someone the way he is, look at the good inside him :O)

so all my lovley crossfire "cracked" members, send this to your cracked friends ;p

btw took me lots of time to translate it from hebrew ='(

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more few seconds, im in a middle of a talk =X

oh plz, finally something nice, but i guess things like this are not for retards