The advent of a new life is a very celebration for a family. A friend I know is about to give birth, and all the children in the family are very nervous. At the same time, they are happy that a new life is coming in the family. .

Because I have learned the sex of the baby in the belly, she is a girl, so many things that need to be used are already prepared, and it is almost time to name the baby.

After active and vigorous struggle, the matter of naming the granddaughter was given to the grandfather of the child. The grandfather was so happy that he closed his mouth from ear to ear, holding the Xinhua dictionary and ancient books to read good words and sentences every day.

I have come up with a lot of names for this, but after thinking about it, I don’t think it is very satisfactory. Looking at the hardship of the daughter-in-law after pregnancy and the busyness of the whole family, I said not to name the child “Ai Xiao”, I hope the child Being able to grow up to be a more grateful one. A child with filial piety, after all, “the filial piety of a hundred good people is first”

This idea was also approved by the whole family, so after the birth of the child, when the child was registered, another accident occurred.

Originally, I was going to name the child “Ai Xiao”, but due to an accident of the staff, the word “filial piety” was changed to “laugh”.

Looking at the word “Ai Xiao” on the certificate, the old man did not get angry because of the staff’s negligence, but said cheerfully: “This name is better, Ai Xiao, loves to laugh, kid, happy. Isn’t health and well-being the best?”

So the staff was apologetic and ready to help make changes, but the family waved their hands and exclaimed: No change.

One: Those “pits” that need to be avoided when naming

Although the name “Ai Xiao” looks very simple, but with the relatively rare surname and catchy pronunciation, it is easy to leave a good impression and make people feel that this is a very lively and cheerful little girl. .

So choosing a name is a very interesting thing. You can regard him as very important, but you don’t have to pay too much attention to it. Some parents just stepped on the pit in naming, which caused a lot of trouble to their children:

1. Avoid ambiguous homophony

In addition to the derogatory meanings of all the words themselves, I think the most noticeable names in life are those with discriminatory homophonic sounds.

I saw such a share on the Internet before. The blogger said that he is most afraid of others calling his name in public because his name is Zidan, which is already the same as the “bullet” in itself, and what has accelerated it is that His surname is “Yuan”, so his full name is “Yuan Zi Dan”, which is also the homophone of the “atom bomb” as everyone knows it.

The blogger also said that because of the name problem, he often suffered from people around him when he was a child. Although no one will ridicule the name after working later, people who know their name will usually be surprised. Can’t help but smile.The accounting exam preparation is just coming to learn.net

It’s really uncommon to see this kind of situation, with names like “Du Ziteng” and “Xiong Chumo”. If a child’s name resembles this, it is easy to become the object of others’ ridicule.

2. Avoid uncommon words

Some parents want to make their children’s names look special and original, so they will choose particularly unusual words when choosing names for their children.

This situation is really uncommon. There was a news before that a child, because the name strokes were too complicated, did not write his name for half an hour when taking the exam, and finally cried.

And the rare words in the name may indeed make people look very unusual, but it is because some are too rare, and there may be few people you know. This is really not easy to remember, and it affects a person’s eyes. Social activities.

3. Don’t be too casual

Some parents attach great importance to naming their children, so they give their children a very special name after careful consideration, which has placed the parents’ expectations on them.

But now many young parents have a problem with naming their children, that is, behave too casually.

In addition to following the trend of naming their children “Zi Han”, which has a very high repetition rate, there are actually parents with the surname “King” who named their children “King of Glory.”

To be honest, it may seem that children will become the focus of everyone now, which personally feels very interesting, but if the number of times being discussed and paid attention to, the child will also have an introverted inferiority complex.

Therefore, there are still a lot of particularities in naming, and parents should take care to avoid causing trouble to their children.

Two: How can I choose a good name for my child?

The name is just like a person’s business card. It will follow a person’s life without accident. So most parents still pay more attention to the matter of choosing a name. So how to give a child a nice and unique name?

Parents can go and read our country’s classical books. After all, our country’s poetry culture is very colorful. There are both Tang poetry and Song poetry. Among them, there are countless beautiful words.

In addition, didn’t my country pay more attention to the birth date character in the past. Although this era is constantly changing, this tradition is still worth passing on. When naming a child, you can also use the birth date character to see what the child’s five elements lack. You can “make up” it when you name it.

In short, the naming is mainly based on the expectations of the parents. There is no need for the old sayings to be cumbersome and complicated, and do not get “too big”. As long as the child is healthy and happy, and the child can perceive the blessing of the parents, that is the best.

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In the cool afternoons under the veranda, listening to the rustling of leaves on the roof, my father often said that the memory of Uncle Hai would never fade in my grandmother’s heart. I once asked her, “What color are your memories?”. “It’s the color of ripe plums.” Looking up at the plum tree in front of my house for a long time, I still don’t understand why the memory brings such a popular and rural fruit color? She smiled, “when you grow up, you will understand”. It was a time when the wind was strong, and the plum tree in front of the house rustled again. On nights like that, Grandma had trouble sleeping. She lay tossing and turning, sometimes sitting up, turning on the canna lamp (chili shaped) in front of the porch. North of a small chair, grandmother sat there and stared blankly at the plum tree in front of the yard. Far away is the river, where the fishing lights go on forever. Where in the past, she rowed a canoe to take him across the river to the base, where Uncle Hai got off the boat to the north to protect the border. And the riverbank in the grandmother’s heart always carries the color of loneliness and pain about a belief that is lying deep somewhere, far away. Grandma used to tell us about the plum tree in her front yard. She said that when she went to the north, Uncle Hai wrote to say that plum tree, in the north called whip tree and in the central part called peach tree. Each place has a different name, but plum is still a fragrant home garden fruit and is associated with the nostalgia of many children far from home. In my memory, my plum tree is tall and wide, covering an entire yard. The plum branches are long, reaching as far as the eaves. A few walks of fallen leaves on the corrugated iron roof, at night the wind pushes the palm branches into rustling sounds. Although I know it’s hard for old people to sleep, when I see my grandmother tossing and turning all night, my father is also worried. He intended to cut the plum branch, so that the night wind would not rustle the roof. Hearing that, grandma didn’t like it. She said, thanks to the wide canopy, the yard is cool from the road to the house. Besides, this branch has been bearing fruit for the past few seasons, and she feels sorry to have cut it down. I know, grandma has another belief. When she stood under the tree, she looked aimlessly at the plums laden with branches, her heart was not willing to cut down any branches full of memories. When I was a child, I could not hold the armor of a tree. I wish I grew up quickly, so that I could wrap my arms around the tree easily. But strangely, when I grew up, there was still no way to hold the armor with one arm. Hearing that, my grandmother patted my head and smiled: “Every day you grow up, the tree grows like you every day.” At that time, I wondered again: “Why does the seedling come like that, does the tree have thoughts too?”. She nodded: “That’s right, trees, like people, also know how to think, also know how to love and give fruit to those who feed it.” I pondered again and asked: “So the tree has parents and grandparents? Who gave birth to the plum tree?” She was silent and did not speak, perhaps she did not know how to answer so that her five-year-old grandson could clearly understand. She patted my head again and said: “You will understand when you grow up!”. I believe, and I firmly believe in her words, that there are things that you don’t understand until you grow up! The times I climbed up the swinging plum tree, looked down at the porch, where my grandmother sat beside a basket of plums and a few fluttering betel leaves, I saw my grandmother storing up a treasure trove of memories of Uncle Hai. At that time, I believed more and more, there are things that when I grow up, I understand clearly. At the age of twenty, I followed my father and grandmother to the border. A few days before the day of the trip, she asked me to go down to the river to draw up a bucket of water, she digs around the soil at the plum tree in front of the house and then sprinkles the water meticulously and carefully. Like a diligent and dedicated gardener. She pulled out all the grass around the tree, leaving only the roots that sprouted from the big, rough roots that sprouted a bit into the ground. I wonder why it has to be the river’s water to water the plants. Why not pull the tap water, water the plants, both fast and convenient. She smiled, her mouth was full of grace: “River water carries heavy silt, nutrients like the milk of the mother river, helping the tree to bear fruit”. Grandma used to go around the plum tree. As she walked, she collected crushed ripe fruit and fallen leaves and gathered them in one place. She lit up the smoke, fragrant plum smoke, fluttering in the afternoon, mixing with the color of her hair. At that time, my heart suddenly fluttered, for the first time in my life, I realized that my grandfather was old. And the time she spent with her children and grandchildren also gradually shortened. A few days later, we went to the border. She said “go pick up Hai”. Sitting on the train, Grandma still couldn’t stop hugging plums. Those are the biggest, tastiest fruits I’ve ever picked. Grandmother has selected to save to bring to the border, “for the uncles”. Along the way, she never stopped talking passionately about her child. She said that in the past, she was pregnant with Uncle Hai until nine months and twenty days before giving birth. The baby was so big, weighing more than four kilograms, she thought she wouldn’t make it. But the child loves his mother, so he tries to pull away. She said, my uncle Hai from a young age loved fruit trees. Grandpa saw that, so he planted dozens of stone plum trees around the house for green fruit. But unfortunately, in the water season of the year of the Dragon, the water soaked for several months, the trees died, there was only one plum tree in front of the house. After the water season that year, Grandfather entered the resistance base before he had time to replant some new plum trees around the house. Uncle Hai was only ten years old, without a father, he taught himself how to take care of the tree and nourish the only remaining plum tree that did not die despite experiencing many floods. That year, the plum tree blossomed with big and delicious fruit, Uncle Hai climbed up and broke almost the whole basket, loaded it into a backpack, and carried it to the base for his father. But who knows, that was also the last time he saw his grandfather. After that time the base was bombed, he turned into clouds and wind, but his grandfather still lived with the breath of the mountains and forests of his homeland, with the plum branches he cultivated. Grandma said, my grandfather lived a holy life, so over the past few decades with so many flood seasons, the plum tree is still green and growing bigger and bigger. Uncle Hai’s plum garden from the mother tree in the front yard is also growing. Peace restored. The plum trees from the fruit of two generations have a chance to pay off. But it was only four years before the border had an enemy. Uncle Hai followed the call of the mountains and rivers, put on a small backpack and a water bottle, and set off. Before leaving, grandma still carried some plums in her hand, hoping that if she missed the road, there would be fruit to her stomach. Before we went to the border to pick up Uncle Hai, the bad season started to sow the wind. Because of the rustling branches of the tree or because the grandmother’s dreams were fluttering, she was always tired every morning. She said that last night, she dreamed that Uncle Hai came back. Uncle carried a backpack filled with stone plums. As she remembers it very well, she hugged Uncle Hai, crying bitterly: “Hai, where are you, my mother looked for me but couldn’t find me”. Uncle Hai said, Grandma affirmed that the voice was exactly the same as the old uncle’s voice, with no difference: “I’m going to plant plums, when the plum season is ripe, I’ll message my mother to pick me up.” After he finished speaking, he left, then the sound of plum branches rustling on the porch. Grandmother woke up in the phobia of the pain of losing her husband and children. She quickly ran to the yard of the house, stopped at the plum tree, looked at the river in front of the house, she called “Hai, Hai, where are you so that my mother can pick me up, Hai!”. After that delirium, my father thought that he must set out to find Uncle Hai. Dad goes from year to year. Every year during the summer vacation, he goes on the road again. Working hard across the border strip, in the end, heaven did not let people down. Dad grabbed a few clues about Uncle Hai, when he stopped at the foothills planted with plums and green fruits. My father reunited with his brother’s teammates. The uncles, the uncles recounted, when he first joined the unit, he boasted to his teammates that he had brought a “delicious” southern plum with him. But there are only a few fruits, how can I divide them equally among the units, so my uncle Hai spent time incubating and planting. Uncle fought while carefully cultivating the roots and watering carefully little by little for the plums that had just sprouted. In the severe cold northern seasons, you have to keep the plants warm so they don’t die. Uncle took care of plums like taking care of his hometown soul. The uncles and uncles said sadly, there was a time when enemy artillery suddenly bombarded the hill, my uncle died in that battle, but the plum trees he planted were still lucky to survive and turn green. My uncle lost his grave, it took several decades for his former comrades to find him, but he did not know where to find his relatives. The comrades laid him down beside the plum trees to overcome the fire, they tried to preserve and take care of the southern plum tree that his comrades had left behind on this land. The land was already slightly human, so the stone plum trees took root on the hills of the North. A few years later, when they produced green fruit, the teammates had the opportunity to return to eat a delicious piece of grass, but sadly missed a teammate. On the day of Uncle Hai’s reburial, in addition to the remains, we also brought back a few kilograms of plums from the tree he planted. Placed in front of Grandfather’s grave and Uncle Hai’s grave, white moon-smoky incense flies aimlessly… Strangely enough, the plums we brought back and the plums from the tree in front of the house were exactly the same, even though the two trees were grown in two different regions. differ in both soil and climate. Grandma sat in front of Uncle Hai’s grave, peeled a piece of stone plum and put it in my hand, her voice was cool and sweet as if it contained the aroma of plants and trees in the garden: “When you are old like her, you will understand. Just like the color of plum, memory is a color that lasts forever!”

Bored of rice but born a job It was known as a purely agricultural village, but in 1347, during the reign of King Tran Du Tong, Chou village was very poor at that time, but all year round, every month, having to hang around with rice and vegetables, it became boring. Rice morning. At noon, the cake is also made from rice. At night, open the pot, and the rice is in the eye. But the habit of life, what is boring to the neck is difficult to swallow. There is a man with a gentle and pure nature who shares that feeling with the villagers of Afternoon. That is Mr. Tran Dinh Han. Just because he wanted to create a dish from the same grain of rice in the lowland countryside where he was buried and cut his navel to make it more attractive than rice, cakes and thin porridge, the man with only the grain of flour was restless and worried. endless days. Then suddenly, at one point, Mr. Tran Dinh Han’s mind suddenly came up with an idea: take the rice to soak, then drain the water and put it in a stone mortar. Packing of rice paper products. Next, the old man used a clean cloth to cover the pounded rice and filtered it into powdered water. Finally, the paste was coated on a cloth and placed on the mouth of the copper pot. The flour was steamed, then Mr. Han brought it out to dry in the sun. When that thin powder was dried, Mr. Han ordered his family to cut it into small pieces, then ordered his family to cook it. And when I eat it, it is very strange and delicious. So Mr. Han and his relatives overcame boredom. Seeing that, the people of Chieu village learned to follow suit. In addition to slicing into thin strips, Mr. Han came up with the idea of ​​​​bringing toasted dried cakes. The cake is crispy, delicious, and fatty in the mouth. People call it traditional rice paper. Mr. Han is worshiped by Chuong villagers as the ancestor of the rice paper craft. When Mr. Khan left the temporary realm and returned to the Motherland, the villagers honored him as the village’s tutelary god. The village name becomes a culinary “brand” Mr. Tran Minh Khoa, one of the “masters” of making rice spring rolls from Chuong village, confided to guests like this: “The first cake that Mr. Tran Dinh Han created, there is only one round size. , 20 centimeters in diameter, as thick as today’s pho. Then, over time, the ancestors of Afternoon village “converted” it into rice paper rolls with different sizes, shapes, and thicknesses, depending on the purpose of use such as fried spring rolls, Rolled rice paper rolls!”. The most interesting thing, from the day it appeared on the Vietnamese culinary map until now, although it is made by traditional manual methods and has not been mixed with any preservative chemicals, but rice paper rolls Afternoon village is famous for being durable with time; long-term degradation, even when stored at different temperatures and humidity. After drying a few cakes of freshly-coated and still hot cakes, Mr. Khoa suddenly could not hide his secret pride when he confessed, with his own recipe that is only passed down in the village, Banh Nem Chuong once eaten is remembered for a lifetime. , Can not forget; cannot be mixed with any other place. According to Mr. Khoa, in the past, the people of Chuong village started their work of making rice paper rolls around 5 am. Back in the day, it was “in the old days…” the dough for making rice paper rolls was hand-milled with a mortar. Until the cake is coated on the surface of the copper pot, it is still in the traditional manual way. In addition, the copper pot is heated with firewood, then with coal. So a rice paper roll was born, bringing with it the hardships and hardships of the person who made it. But now, the age of technology and machines has helped the people of Chuong village to be a bit more leisurely in the process of producing rice paper rolls with a greater number of products and better quality than the “once upon… that’s it! Each house has a secret Mr. Khoa happily shared, the process of making rice paper rolls requires careful, meticulous, thoughtful, clean and very professional to produce products that reach the “brand” of Chuong village. The first is the choice of rice. It must be the “brother” of Khang Dan rice that the people in the area cultivate to “catch the eyes” of the workers who produce rice paper rolls in Chuong village. After having the rice that “couldn’t be more satisfying”, people wash it thoroughly, drooling out the by-products. Next, soak the rice for about two hours. Mrs. Bui Thi Bich, a pure-hearted woman who is over 80 years old this year, was taught by her parents how to make rice spring rolls from the age of 6, confided: Particularly for the type of rice paper rolls for export, the soaking time takes place. less than the default “three rem”. It is thanks to the shorter soaking time than usual that the rice paper rolls made are less sour. As a result, its “output” price is always higher than the domestic market. Having fun, Bich confided: The people of Chuong village make rice paper rolls in their own way. Choosing the right type of “input” rice is already important, but the secret to preparing the ingredients after the rice has been milled into water powder plays a special role for the rice paper rolls. For hundreds of years, the people of Chuong village have never had the same recipe for the above. Because, each house, each clan has its own secret. Mr. Tran Van Loi, Bich’s son, gently added his mother’s story: One of the equally important things is the process of coating the cake, although this stage is now done very professionally by machine. modern cakes. By his special experience, one will know at what temperature boiling water will help the product to ripen. And get the bright white color, while still “preserving” the fragrance of the “brother” of Khang Dan rice. As a professional worker, Mr. Tran Van Loi is as sure as a nail that: After all, the drying process is the most difficult and strenuous because it depends on the weather. In order to have a “field in and out” thanks to the rice paper rolls, all year round the people of the afternoon village must: “Look at the sky, look at the earth, look at the clouds / Look at the rain, look at the wind, …”, otherwise they will “spoiled” only in an instant. Mrs. Bich slowly turned her teary eyes full of crow’s feet, looking into the unknown and recalling: Over the past few hundred years, the profession of making rice paper rolls of the Chu village people has experienced many ups and downs. The most difficult thing is the transition from the subsidized bureaucracy to the market mechanism. At that time, imported rice paper rolls flooded in like flood water. The goods they produced were not competitive enough, and countless households in Chuong village became depressed and thought of disbanding. But that’s what I thought would happen when someone in the village started to quit their job, causing the whole village to panic and panic. But then the market whirlwind gradually stabilized, the people of Afternoon village gradually got used to it. People clung to each other and stood up when they had recovered from a strange storm. And craft villages continue to exist, develop methodically and fundamentally until now. Tails After a few hundred years, the rice paper rolls still carry the “brand” of Chuong village. But the place name of Afternoon village is only an oral name in folklore. As for the old Chuong village of Mr. Tran Dinh Han, a rice cake maker, now part of it is in Mot village, the rest is in Nam village of Mao Cau village, Nguyen Ly commune, Ly Nhan district, Ha Nam province. Afternoon village in the 4.0 era currently has 190 households and 850 people. Of which, there are up to 150 households and about 400 people specializing in making rice paper rolls. With more than 70 tons of rice paper rolls “out of the oven” every day, the products of Chuong villagers not only have a stable market share in the domestic market but are also exported to a number of countries, such as Russia, France, and Brazil. Lan etc… His eyes suddenly became teary and with an emotional voice, Mr. Tran Van Loi confided: “In the past, every year, whether it’s highs or lows, every year on the 10th day of the second lunar month, the We, the descendants of the Chieu village people, hold the communal house festival. That is the day the descendants of the village of Afternoon expressed their gratitude to the Holy Citadel of the village Tran Dinh Han, who “birthed” the first rice paper – the “father” of rice paper rolls in the afternoon village – now – a long time ago. almost 700 years. February 10 is also the day when brothers, descendants of generations have the opportunity to meet together to discuss how to preserve, preserve and develop in a sustainable way, the basis of rice paper rolls – a cultural heritage. priceless object of the village – in the future and forever, brother!”.

The story begins with Apu’s grandfather. At that time, the problem of not having a fingerprint was not considered a serious matter. Until now, the disease was considered a condition that could only be found in a few families worldwide. Speaking to the BBC, Apu said: “At that time, my family and I did not think the problem of not having fingerprints would be inherited and affect future generations.” For decades, fingerprints have been considered the most collected biometric data in the world. Fingerprints are used in many fields, from airport check-in to voting, smartphone opening and Identity verification. No fingerprints: it doesn’t seem to affect the body, but it leads to many inadequacies In 2008, when Apu was a child, the Bangladeshi government adopted a national identification card for all adults and the database required fingerprints. Since there were no fingerprints, the staff stamped the line. “NO FINGERPRINT” (NO FINGER) on Apu’s card. Apu’s fingertips have no fingerprints. Photo: BBC In 2010, fingerprints were required for passports and driver’s licenses in India. After several attempts, Apu was able to obtain a passport by presenting a certificate from the medical board. However, Apu never used it, partly out of fear of problems he might run into at the airport. Moreover, motorbike is a necessary means of transportation to work, Apu has not yet been granted a driver’s license. “I paid the fee, passed the exam but they didn’t give me the degree because I couldn’t provide my fingerprints,” Apu said. Because of the problem of not having a driver’s license, Apu often had to pay fines when the traffic police checked the papers. Despite bringing medical documents to prove her condition, Apu still did not receive sympathy and had to pay a fine. However, the trouble did not stop there. In 2016, the Indian government required fingerprint authentication against the national database to purchase sim cards for mobile phones. And of course, Apu can’t match because it doesn’t have a fingerprint. Currently, Apu and other men in the family are using Apu’s mother’s phone sim. Anu Sarker, Apu’s younger brother, also had a problem with no fingerprints. Photo: BBC Findings from research on this extremely rare condition A rare condition that affects the Apu family is called Adermatoglyphia. This condition first became known in 2007 when Peter Itin, a Swiss dermatologist, was contacted by a woman in the country who informed her that she was having difficulty entering the US. The girl was 20 years old at the time, her face matched the photo on her passport but customs officers could not take her fingerprints because she did not have one. On examination, Professor Itin discovered that the girl and eight other members of her family had the same strange condition – flat fingers and decreased number of sweat glands in the hands. Working with other collaborators Professor Itin examined the DNA of 16 family members. The results show that 7 people have fingerprints and 9 people do not. The condition is isolated and rare, reported in only a few families worldwide, Professor Itin said. In 2011, Itin’s team conducted research on the SMARCAD1 gene and found that the gene was mutated in nine non-fingerprint members of the woman’s family. This is the cause of the absence of fingerprints. However, at that time, the gene problem was not studied in depth and the condition did not affect the health of the sufferer other than affecting the hands. After the discovery, the researchers took the name Adermatoglyphia to name this condition. Adermatoglyphia affects several generations in a family and is hereditary because it is caused by a genetic mutation. Professor Itin determined the status of the Apu family could be secondary Adermatoglyphia. However, more genetic testing and research is needed to confirm it. Recently, after completing the procedure and presenting medical documents, Apu received a new type of identification card issued by the Bangladesh government. This type of card uses retina scan and facial recognition data to verify identity. However, Apu has yet to obtain a driver’s license or buy a sim card and the process of obtaining a passport remains a dilemma for him.

Reincarnation or cycle of reincarnation is a spiritual phenomenon that refers to successive reincarnations, the transmigrated state of a person who has not attained liberation in a previous life, causing them to carry with them memories of reincarnation. After discovering 5 cases of children with strange abilities thanks to “reincarnation” below, you will surely have a different opinion about this mysterious phenomenon. 5-year-old boy discovers his past life is a famous star Young boy Ryan Hammons recounted what he saw in a dream and claimed to be a Hollywood actor. Ryan Hammons, a 5-year-old boy living with his mother in Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA is one of the cases where he discovered his connection to his past life through strange dreams. It all started since the boy was 4 years old, at this time Ryan often had nightmares at night with chase scenes like in the movies, especially they were very real. It wasn’t until a year later that the boy decided to share this secret with his mother: “ Mom, I have something to tell you. I was once a Hollywood actor and I was reincarnated “. At first, Ms. Cindy – Ryan’s mother did not believe and thought it was a child’s imagination when she was too fond of action movies on television. But then things became clearer, and Miss Cindy gradually realized that what he said was true, when he could remember every detail of his previous life and recount it as if he had experienced it. It is strange that what he told about actor Marty Martyn was confirmed to be true. Cindy and her son decided to find the truth for what her son said, she went to the library, found in a book in honor of Hollywood stars a picture of actor Marty Martyn. Immediately, the boy Ryan pointed to the picture and said it was himself, even describing 55 exact things that happened to Marty Martyn. Baby James Leininger – The embodiment of the pilot guy from World War 2 This is a rare case of an American boy who has made headlines with scholars and the media since he was only 2 years old. James Leininger was born in Louisiana, USA, from the age of 2, James’s parents discovered that he was often trapped in dreams about a terrible plane crash when the boy kept screaming and kicking. legs, fists in the air – as if trying to escape while sleeping. The American boy discovered his past life was a pilot and died in a terrible plane crash. The boy has a special passion for airplanes, even has gestures, knows the parts and operations, … of the plane when he has never heard anyone talk about it or watch war movies on it. Good TV at the cinema. When James Leininger was 3 years old, he told his parents that he was an American pilot in his previous life. When he was piloting the plane, the plane was shot down by the Japanese and died. At this point, James’s parents felt that there was really something wrong with their child, they took James to see the doctor. James has a special passion for airplanes, from a young age he has gestures, knows the parts and how to operate, … of the aircraft. The 3-year-old boy recounted that, in his previous life, his name was James Huston, his plane took off from a boat named Natoma and was shot down on the island of Iwo Jima. He also said that he has a friend named Jack Larsen. Strangely, all of what James told was confirmed by relatives of the pilot James Huston to be true. Boy finds out who killed him in his previous life kiếp Semih Tutusmus was born in the village of Sarkonak, in Turkey. Tutusmus’ mother once had a dream while she was pregnant, that a man with a bloody face appeared and claimed to be Selim Fesli. Earlier, in the village of Hatun Köy, Turkey, a man named Selim Fesli was found dead in a field with wounds to his face and right ear. Through Semih’s story, his family took him to meet his relatives in his previous life and everyone was surprised when the things he shared were completely true. Things started to get weird when Semih grew up with a small and deformed right ear, coinciding with the injury that caused Fesli’s death. When he could speak, Semih insisted on saying his name was Selim Fesli, instead of the Semih Tutusmus name his parents gave him. He told his parents many stories about Fesli’s past, as well as many names related to Fesli, including the murderer who killed him in his previous life. When Semih was four years old, the boy asked his parents to take him to the house he claimed was his home in order to see his loved ones again. Here, when he met his “wife in his previous life”, the boy said: “ I’m Selim Fesli, you’re my wife, Katibe ”, then recounts all the memories of the guy Fesli lost and all are acknowledged by Fesli’s relatives as true. Swarnlata Mishra in India finds her family in a past life The girl named Swarniata Mishra was born into an educated and wealthy family in India. During a trip with her father through the town of Katni more than 100 km from her home, Swarniata Mishra suddenly asked to turn down her child. way back to the house she assumed she had lived in since her previous life. She said that in the old house, they would have better tea than sitting in the car, everyone didn’t believe it but still followed her instructions. Little Swarniata Mishra and her special connection from her previous life. Before that, the family also discovered many strange expressions of her daughter since she was young, she often mentioned the people she thought were her relatives in her previous life. Arriving, he was very surprised, surprised by what Swarniata Mishra said so far was true. She even recited all the names of her relatives from her previous life, although no one had time to introduce her name and had never met this girl. The boy tells the story of his grandfather’s past Following the strange reincarnation cases is 18-month-old Gus Taylor in the US, who says he is his late grandfather. Gus’s grandfather died a year before the boy was born, and Taylor had never heard much about his grandfather’s past. When he was only 4 years old, while looking at family photos, Gus was able to point to Grandpa Augie even though he had never met him. Although only 4 years old, but Taylor can tell all the secrets related to the life of her late grandfather, surprising the whole family. Grandfather had an unfortunate sister who was murdered and the killer threw her body in the San Francisco Bay. This is a secret that not all family members know, but Taylor was able to tell the whole story, surprising the whole family. Gus said that God gave his grandfather a favor after passing away in his previous life, so he passed through a “hole” and reincarnated to become the grandson Gus is now.

Mr. Diefenbach (nicknamed Gramps) was born and raised in Slovenia, Europe. Although at the age of U80, he prefers street-wear style and regularly mixes celebrity outfits His grandson, photographer Jannik Diefenbach, took pictures of Gramps and posted it on Instagram, making his name even more popular. Mr. Diefenbach’s feverish photo is the moment of cosplaying rapper Kayne West with a fashion style that has become a trademark of former husband Kim Kardashian’s “label”. He wore a full set of hoodie and jogger pants of the same color, combined with stylish Yeezy shoes. He even wore a woolen hat that stood out more than the “main character”. Another time, the famous social network “grandfather” dressed up as Kayne West a more “dusty” version with torn black jeans and a T-shirt of the same color. Being passionate about street style, he definitely cannot ignore Justin Bieber. The pop star’s original outfit includes hoodie and torn pillow camo pants, with an orange-yellow cap accessory that has been recreated exactly the same. A small detail like the phone that Justin held in his hand was also simulated Even feminine pink outfits and female stars like hot billionaire Kylie Jenner do not make it difficult for the stylish old man. Not only casual photo poses, even rapper 21 Savage’s basketball moves are simulated exactly the same way. A sporty set like DJ Khaled makes the old man much younger and more personality than his age Diefenbach’s grandson said: “He started trying out this style in 2016-2017, I asked Gramps if he wanted to try on my clothes and he agreed! Because too impressed we took one. number of images and upload them to Instagram “

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That is because the farmer owns a grafted mango tree to create 300 different types of mango per tree.

Mr. Kalimullah Khan has been passionate about grafting mangoes on the same tree since he was 17 years old.

The man with a skillful hand is called Kalimullah Khan, 80 years old, also nicknamed “the mango man”.

The mango varieties he grafted onto trees were brought from a nearby village or from other locations across India.

Currently, India is the largest mango producer in the world with 40% of global production and the country has up to 1000 different varieties of mango.

The special thing is that Kalimullah Khan has not finished high school and has cultivated on the agricultural land left by his grandfather with the support of his son.

Mango tree with 300 different fruits impresses many people when coming here.

At the age of 15, Mr. Khan was delighted to see hybrid roses planted in a friend’s garden.

On a persimmon tree there are flowers of different colors that motivates him to think of a unique mango tree with many fruits. At the age of 17, Mr. Khan grafted 7 different types of mango on the same tree. Unfortunately, flash floods caused this tree to be damaged, but this old man still retains his passion.

Today, he personally creates many different varieties of mango and is known by everyone.

In 1987, Kalimullah Khan started grafting different types of mango onto a 100-year-old mango tree. In addition to grafting, he also created new varieties of mango and named after famous people in the fields …

Currently, he has a farm located in a belt specializing in growing mango up to 10,000 hectares of India. During the harvest season, he and his son pick mangoes and put them in barrels for sale, export or give them free of charge to visitors.

Many famous people visited Mr. Khan’s farm. This old man also won many awards including Padma Shri – the noble award in India.

He also went to Dubai and Iran to teach grafting, in 1999 he created 54 different varieties of mango trees for Mughal gardens in the presidential mansion of India.