by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Jun 30, 2014 | Nusahati
A cheerful girl with bouncy curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them: a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. “Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?” Quickly the mother checked...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Jun 24, 2014 | Nusahati
Approximately 1994, I had gone to Bulgaria on a mission’s trip. We flew into Sofia and were to catch a train to go to Russia. While in the train station we tried finding someone who could speak English to advise us what train to take. I couldn’t believe it but...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Jun 20, 2014 | Nusahati
A Haitian schoolgirl suffered with a large tumor on her face for years. It was removed once, but it then grew back and threatened her life. But God stepped in! Larry O’Reilly is an American businessman, and Hennglise Dorival is a Haitian schoolgirl. Their friendship...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Jun 12, 2014 | Nusahati
There lived a lonely old man in one village. In the evenings the local boys used to play close to his house. The games were accompanied with loud cries. The old man was done with it, so one evening he invited the boys into his house. He told them how much he likes...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Jun 9, 2014 | Nusahati
A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and he handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said: For cutting the grass: $5.00...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Jun 3, 2014 | Nusahati
There was a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her fifth grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she...
