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"Mommy guess what! Guess what!"
"Yes what is it Wendy, my darling?"
Tinkerbell & The Pirate Fairy → Scenery
A lioness and her cub in the twilight.
Photographer: Beverly Joubert/National Geographic Creative
Belle came out of her room after pulling her suitcase from the closet. "Simba, honey can you come here?" The cub was currently in a wrestling match with a pillow on his bed when he heard his name called. "Coming!" he yelled out as he jumped down from the bed and wandered down the hallway towards Belle's bedroom. "Whatever it was I didn't do it…" he said quickly just in case he was in trouble. Belle laughed and picked up and placed him on the bed. "You're not in trouble love." She said smiling. "Why should you be?" "Cause I always am around here?" he answered as he was placed down on the bed. "No you aren't love." Belle said smiling. "I have a surprise for you honey." "Ooh! What is it?" the cub asked as his eyes widened in excitement. Lottie hummed happily, just completely in love at the moment. She ended up going to the castle, hoping for the others to be there. "We are going on a trip." She said scratching him behind the ears. "We are?" Tilting his head to one side he began to wonder where they were going. "You mean both you and Uncle Adam are leaving?" Lottie pouted unhappily at not finding anyone downstairs, and instead went up the stairs, hoping to find Belle somewhere. "You too lovey and Ella." Belle said excitedly lifting him up and laying him in her arms scratching his belly. "Where are we going?" His back leg began to kick a little bit as Belle's fingers moved across his stomach. "Take a guess." Belle teased cuddling him close. She sighed at not finding anyone in the library, and went straight to the Master Bedroom. "Belle!"
Belle turned her head and smiled. "Lottie!" She smiled and fell on to the bed, sighing happily. "And just what has you so happy dear?" "Uh…" his mind started reeling with ideas as he was held close. "The cafe?" "Honey why would I be packing a suitcase to go to the café?" She said laughing. "Howl." She sighed happily, curling up to one of the pillows. "Pardon?" She said looking over at her in confusion. "Girls do a lot of weird stuff so…I dunno." he answered as he looked over at Lottie. "I haven't felt like this for him in a while, but-" She smiled. "What are you talkin' about?" "Lottie what on earth?" Belle said completely confused. "We're going away for a bit." "I'm in love~" She said in a sing song voice. "Have fun on your trip!~" Belle rolled her eyes. "What happened to Sterling?" She asked sighing. "And thank you. Simba love keep guessing." "Who?" She mumbled, still cuddling the pillow. "She's got as many mates as the lionesses in Dad's pride…" he muttered wrinkling his nose. "Seriously Lottie?" Belle said now thinking she was completely insane. It took a minute but she shrugged. "What about 'im?" "Getting very close there honey." Belle said smiling to Simba. The cub climbed out of Belle's arms and padded towards Lottie poking her arm with a paw. "Did she hit her head or something?" "I'm starting to think so Simba." Belle said placing her hand on Lottie's head. "Do you feel alright love?" "Perfectly fine~" She sighed. "I just can't help it.' She bit her lip, smiling stupidly. It suddenly clicked. "W-we're going…" "Hmmm where Simba? Where are we going?" She asked with a smile. "We're going home?" His expression immediately became blank. He didn't exactly know what to feel except a mixture of emotions that overwhelmed him as he sat between Belle and Lottie. "For a visit yes. What do you think?" "This is a dream right? Cause if it is I don't wanna wake up!" Belle's face lit up. "Not a dream honey! So are you excited?" A small smile began to tug on the corners of his mouth realization finally setting in. "I GET TO GO HOME!" Simba then jumped off the bed and started running around the room. "YAHOO!" "I'm so glad you're excited!" Belle said excitedly. "Can we go now?" The cub was suddenly extremely energetic, more so than usual.
"Of course right when I finish packing love." Belle said with a small laugh. "Is Aunt Lottie coming too?" he asked looking up at her from the foot of the bed. "Go to the Pridelands? That'll be fun!" "Won't it though. I can see Simba's excited!" "Mhmm." She hummed, her thoughts somewhere else. Simba ran out of the room trying to find out where Adam was so he could tell him the surprise. "Uncle Adam! Uncle Adam!" Simba called out as he skidded across the floor before regaining his footing and jumped up onto the couch not really caring if the man was knocked over or not. "Guess what?!" He bows his head triumphantly into Belle's shoulder, going limp, then pops his head up, looking down. "What?" Belle quickly pulled her legs back and pulled herself up straighter on the couch, smoothing her dress down. "Aunt Belle said I get to go home!" he beamed. He pulls away, and quickly sits beside her, looks at her questionably and confused. " Home?" Arching a brow at her then returning his attention to the cub. "I was thinking darling we could take a small trip to the pride lands. What do you think?"
"Yeah Uncle Adam, can we go?" Simba asked placing his small paws on the man's knees as he stood on his back paws. "Yes I suppose." "Is something wrong love?" Belle asked getting the feeling he wasn't thrilled. Adam sighed. "I'll tell you later, Belle" beginning to put on his cloak. "Alright, Simba. Come get on the horse. Belle we're going into town for a short while… there are some things… I need to…look into." The cub climbed down as best as he could from the horse as they arrived at the town square. He began to sniff taking in all kinds of different scents but there was one that stuck out to him that was coming from the Butcher's Shop. "Uncle Adam can we go there first?" Simba piped up as he looked at the Butcher's Shop. "For what? I think our meat locker has enough to feed your entire pride for a week." He chuckled. "I'm so hungry I could eat a whole zebra though…" "Alright, well maybe a little snack for you, to keep you occupied." He walked into the butcher's shop, and ordered a sausage. The man giving him a large smile, recognizing Adam immediately. Giving the man a few extra coins then what is required he takes the sausage and comes back out to hand it to Simba. "Thanks!" Simba licked his lips as he grabbed the sausage in his mouth and began to eat it. "So…what's the-" Simba looked around as he swallowed the last bite before whispering. "thing we gotta look into?" "Over there" He points heading to the ship station. "That's it? That's what we came all the way down here to spy on?" Simba asked quirking a brow. "Spy? I'm not spying, I'm checking in to make sure preparations are correct. There are a few changes I had to make, since the moons going to be full when we leave." He looks around and walked into the door allowing Simba to follow. "What's the big deal about that though?" Simba knew that Adam changed into Beast but he didn't really know that it was during a full moon. He figured that drinking gin all the time is what kept the transformation at bay. "Uh, I can't talk about that right now, Simba—we're around other people. Perhaps later." He talked to the other man, showing him his map and a checklist, and some calculations he made. "Uncle Adam can we go now? I wanna go back to the castle so I can go home…" "What? Didn— are you alright, Simba? Didn't you wanna come?" He bent down and picked him up so he could see the town. "We're about to get on the ship and check the main cargo." "Yeah I'm okay, it's just that….I haven't been home in forever-" he explained as Adam picked him up. "And I really wanna get there."
"I don't think were leaving for the pride lands today…" He thought a moment. Belle was taking care of that, he didn't really know nor have much detail on the trip to Africa. "Don't worry we'll leave soon. I just have to check a few things, make sure they are ready." He sighed, not wanting to even think about this new trip he had to navigate. "Oh…" He became rather quiet as Adam continued on about his business.
Adam sits in his room, feeling rather lonely. "Anybody here?" Simba calls out not seeing anyone downstairs. Reads his book and drinks gin. This time it's not an atlas but Belle's book she made for him that one Christmas. He sighs. Missing her. Missing someone. Missing…. Missing. SIMBA. "Hello?" he tried again this time padding through the hallways upstairs. Poking his head inside the Master Bedroom, Simba was rather relieved to find Adam inside. "Hey Uncle Adam! I'm glad somebody's here…I thought I was all alone in the castle." "Simba!" He peered up happily, a bit buzzed. "I feel the same." He stood up and fell onto the bed, collapsing into it, and then adjusted himself to look over at Simba. He patted the spot beside him, beckoning the innocent cub. "You do?" the cub asked raising a brow as he climbed up onto the bed. Adam nods, waiting for the cub to sit beside him. "Mhm." Simba settles down in the spot that the man had indicated for him to sit in. "So…uh what's up?" "Oh nothing." He said petting him. "Just enjoying the day, now. Now that you're here." He narrowed his eyes in slight suspicion at the way that Adam was speaking. "Yeah uh, that's great?" "What did I say something to trouble you, hun?" "Hun?" Okay now this was getting weird. "Di-did you drink too much or something Uncle Adam?" Simba asked starting to take a few steps back. "You want a present?" Adam asks. "A present? What is it?" "Some meat." "You mean you actually have food up here?" he began looking around the room trying to see if it was in plain sight or not. "No no no." He shook his head, and petted Simba slowly.
"It's in the meat locker; we have to go get it. Make you a big strong lion." He grinned. "You mean we gotta go all the way downstairs to get it?" A small smirk began to appear on his maw as he jumped off the bed and ran towards the door. "Race ya there!" Adam darted after Simba, remembering how it was to be a lion in this situation. The cub made it to the stair landing and ran down them as fast as he could. Skidding once his paws touched the floor. "Can't get me!" he teased.
Belle scooped him up and carried him into her room. "Adam? Do you mind if we come in love?"
Adam looked over at the door, holding his pocket watch to see the time, and how much of the day he wasted " resting" … He folded his arms to his chest, and crossed his legs as he sit up in the bed. "Mhmm." Belle placed Simba gently on the bed and took a seat, resting her arm on Adam's leg. "Feeling any better dear?" The cub's ears flatten as he lay on the bed, his gaze focusing on the bed covers. Adam was a little irritated at all of this. If they had just waited for him to finish this wouldn't have happened. All unnecessary emotion. Adam tapped his fingers into his coat, as a brow arched, staring at Belle. "Vous n'avez Pas Écoute bien, mon cheri. (you did not listen, my darling )" "Listen? Listen to what Adam?"
" The trip… " Glaring at his boots. "Adam I'm not upset about the trip. A little disappointed, but I understand." " It's not for another few weeks…. darling…." He trailed, still tapping his fingers. "This was all unnecessary." Belle looked up at him a bit surprised. "What?" "Mhm…" Sensing that there was some form of tension beginning to rise, Simba slowly shifted his body back glancing behind him to make sure he wouldn't hurt himself once he landed on the floor. Narrowing his eyes. "Both of you left before I even got in another word…" He grumbled. "So far, so good." he mused as he crouched low to the ground heading towards the door. " And you…" Gesturing towards Simba, not even looking at him. Belle sighed. "I'm sorry honey." She said moving her hand back and placing it on her lap. "Simba was just so upset and that got me upset and I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions." She said looking down at her feet. The cub froze on the spot, his fur beginning to bristle slightly as he was addressed. "Y-yeah?"
Tapping his fingers a bit more roughly. "I thought I taught you better." "Adam love don't be cross. He was just upset." "Flying off the handle like that… " Looks at her. " I am about ready to renounce this throne because of the chaos that it is causing…" His shoulders tensed up as Adam scolded him, his gaze averting to the floor. "Adam please now calm down. This is all a big understanding. Now let's try instead of getting upset trying to fix it." "Do you see what this job is doing to me? I couldn't even last an hour before losing my balance, and children are not suppose to talk to their elders that way. That is what got me in this mess in the first place!" Scratching at his jacket, now as he nudges Belle, and gestures her to talk to Simba, and make him apologize. "It's not my fault that that lady made you like that…" the cub muttered as he turned his head away.
"Well then Adam that's your decision to make." "I acted just the way you did when I was your age, and now I'm trying to figure out my life and millions of others Besides. Who told you about that? " "Does it really matter?" "If this is too stressful then maybe you should." " Alright, and then where do you propose we live? Maurice's? " "Don't get upset with me Adam I'm only trying to be of some support."
" I'm just disappointed that I couldn't get that last minute in of respect. After all I do. After all I sacrifice it's never enough ." "Yes because you are certainly the only one who ever has sacrificed for this family." She said folding her arms. " Ugh. Please, just— listen next time, alright? Don't jump to conclusions, without hearing everything, first. Because this right here, was unnecessary … " He began to back off and instead of looking away, he chose to express himself with his eyes. " It hurts me.. "
Figuring he was off the hook for now, Simba continued his trek towards the door. Belle turned her face the other way debating on if she should leave as well. " Alright. Fine. " "Perhaps I should come back later." Belle said quietly. "Do you want anything for dinner?" " No.. . " "Suit yourself." She said getting up off the bed and heading out the door. "Glad that's over…" Simba muttered to himself as he finally escaped the room.
Adam sat there, brooding to himself. No one gives a shit about what he does. No one thinks to respect him. For hell he was a beast for 10 years. His adolescence ruined by a curse, he was only just learning to control the temper he had, which before was so much worse. He decided that maybe they'd have a better time without him. That they'd rather go to Africa on their own. Everyone was so upset before over their own misjudgment, and now they are mad at him. Again. For no reason, no reason good enough. Taking these too strongly and yet when he—the master gets insulted with insolence, he gets the cold shoulder. That is not how this works. So he began to pack his bags. As he just made it outside, the cub's ears perked up hearing shuffling from the other room. Curious as to what it was, Simba peered back inside seeing Adam pack.
He grabbed a small picture of his wife and Ella and stuffed it into the bag, a map, his latest atlas, and violin case. Screw piano. He had one in Monaco, which is where he was slinking away to for a while. He put a few cravats and shirts, his daggers and flasks into the bag, and grabbed the book Belle made for him. Red irises continued to watch carefully. "Un-" No, now wasn't really the best of times to speak. Throws everything together and slings it over his shoulder, he walks past and heads downstairs. "Uncle Adam w-wait!" he called out trying to catch up with him. "What is it—?" Still walking briskly, grabbing the last bottle of gin from the bar, as heads straight out to the door. His eyes concentrated on where he was going, glaring entirely. "I just-…I wanna say I'm sorry…" he said almost in a whisper noticing Adam's expression. " Well— thank you. I accept it. " His expression not faltering, though in his heart he wanted so badly to retreat back to his castle, his mind pushed him forward and for once he wouldn't listen to his heart. He opened the castle door and aimed his way to the stable, where he'd retrieve the horse he fell off of earlier. A small frown appeared as he saw Adam walk out the door.
"So that's it? You're gonna be a coward and walk out again on us? I thought kings weren't supposed to be cowards!" he shouted after him. Adam wouldn't answer. This was for the best. This was for his family. Talking to them didn't work, listening them didn't work, no one listened to him. So maybe they'd realize his actions. His absence might be noticeable, maybe. Adam added the saddle, and baggage to the steed, giving the horse the muzzle/reigns and throwing on his red cloak. Maybe it's better this way for a short while, mounting the horse he looked up at the castle for a farewell. "Tell Belle I'll be back in a few days time." He said without emotion, the steered the horse around to the bridge and trotted off. The cub was beyond annoyed by this point. "Fine! Leave then, I-I can run this place all by myself!"
"Maybe you'll do better seeing as how everyone else lets you do things you shouldn't." Storming back inside Simba tried kicking the door shut before letting out a roar in frustration. Belle heard Simba roar and ran quickly down the hall and opened his door. "Honey what's wrong?" "Uncle Adam's being a coward…he left us AGAIN." he explained as he tried taking off the cravat and sheath. Belle's hand flew to her mouth in shock. "H-he what?" Simba plopped down to the floor thinking that rolling around would help get the stuff off. "Kings aren't supposed to be cowards, but I guess that I'm the king now right?" Belle's was in complete shock unsure of what to even say. DAMNIT she thought screaming in her head. It must be nice to just pick up and leave your problems whenever you wish. Belle was hurt and beyond furious. God forbid they talk though anything, no he just leaves AGAIN! She sighed and closed her eyes a minute to collect herself. "I suppose you are for the moment love." "You can go after Uncle Adam if you want to…I can take care of stuff here…" "He went off…that way." the cub said pointing in the direction he saw the man go. Belle looked up and sighed.
"Monaco." She said looking into the distance. Having finally gotten the items off Simba began wandering around the castle wondering where he should start first. Belle sighed and headed downstairs to see if Lottie had arrived yet. They were supposed to go shopping, but plans had obviously changed. After gaining a somewhat mental idea of what was to happen, Simba decided that he would do his mission later and padded towards the couch to lie down. Lottie was hanging out within the living room, smiling over at Simba as he came out. "Hey there darlin'." Belle walked in and sighed. "Hello Lottie." "Hey there Belle!" "Lottie can I ask you a favor?" Belle said somewhat upset. "Hey." he said simply before turning and padding upstairs. "What is it hun? Somethin' wrong?" She rose an eye brow at Simba. "Nope.' the cub answered flatly as he reached the top of the stairs and padded towards the master bedroom. "Well, have fun doin' whateva' it is. I'm gonna check with Simba actually."
"Nah….gotta think of a better place to start." he mused before his eyes lit up. The study! Of course! Racing back downstairs he clambered up onto the bench. Slowly he placed his paws on the keys to make it sound like he was practicing. His ears perked up as he looked over at Lottie. "Yeah?" "You practicing singin'? Very sweet." "Uh huh and Piano too…" he had to figure out a way to get her out of the room. "It kinda needs a lot of work so…is it okay if I practice by myself?" "Awww, can't I listen for a bit?" He was starting to panic a little bit. The cub moved his paws up and down the keys in one fell swoop. "Tada!" She rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'll check on Ella then come back, alright?" "OK!" he said with a small smile as he started "practicing" again. "Finally!" he mused thankful that Lottie had left. Standing up on the bench, the cub raised his tail and began scent marking it. "Since I'm the king now I gotta make sure the castle is safe, and my territory." Once he had finished he moved onto a few more random rooms in hopes that this had worked before he heard footsteps approaching. Proud of his work, the cub padded back over to the couch and curled up on a seat pretending as if nothing had happened and spotted Lottie coming back downstairs.
The Next Morning…
Simba began to purr lightly as he fell back asleep in his bed. Belle smiled and kissed him on the cheek and quietly headed down the hall to her room. "W-what on earth is that smell?!" Adam snored. Adam is in the guest room he wasn't sleeping in the master bed. Nope. Not anymore. Belle walked around the room and gasped when she saw a wet spot. She sighed heavily annoyed and stormed out of the room to get the vinegar. "Where on earth is Adam?" She said to herself. Simba snuggled deeper under the covers, curling up into a small golden ball, his tiny pink nose and lithe whiskers were now the only things visible. Belle returned back to the room and groaned as she got down on her knees scrubbing the carpet with a rag and the vinegar solution. "Unbelievable." She mumbled to herself. "I leave for five hours and come back to this." "Belle…" Adam called. "Just come in here, love…. we'll deal with it and him, tomorrow…" Belle sighed and pulled herself to her feet. She headed over to the guest room after changing into her nightgown and slid under the covers next to him. Adam turns to wrap around her. "Things will be different tomorrow. New changes are to be made. " Nuzzling into her shoulder, he kissed her forehead and reached over to turn off the kerosene light and held her close and tight. "Bonne Nuit, Mon Ange."
As sunlight streamed into his bedroom, the cub slowly woke up from a deep sleep. After standing up and stretching his paws to make sure the kinks were out of them Simba groggily padded out into the hallway and headed downstairs towards the kitchen. Belle noticed the sunlight enter the window and she groaned rolling over not even wanting to deal with today. Adam was already gone. Leaving a note for Belle, about where he went. Into town to get some high-end cleaning supplies that Mrs. Potts had recommended. Thinking that he was still alone in the castle, Simba padded into the study and curled up lying down in Adam's desk chair. Belle finally decided to get up and found the note on Adam's pillow. She smiled upon reading it and decided she would avoid Simba till Adam returned. Resting his chin on the wood, the cub let out a contented sigh as he was warmed by the incoming rays of sunlight. Belle headed into Ella's room and shut the door playing on the floor with her trying to momentarily forget how upset she was. Adam retrieved some very good supplies, essence of lemon and some very good advice from some of the women down at the Laundromat. He returned with a multitude of things and sat them beside the door, wiping the sweat from his brow. It was a hot day too. Belle sat on the floor resting Ella on her knees tickling her and laughing. She is a good distraction. His eyes grew wide while his ears perked up hearing the front door open. Adam walks in to find Belle, bringing in a new mop and sorts. " I brought reinforcements!" He says majestically and confidently. Belle sat up with Ella on her lap and giggled. "Thank you honey!" " So… what other places did he get. " Adam thought for a moment of all the places Simba— " Shit… he didn't…" "Oh you don't think he…" She said her eyes widening. He smacked his head and held on to it, in frustration. "OH I know he did… I am hiring a locksmith for every door in this place…" He muttered the last part. "Here give me those so I can go take care of our bedroom." She said standing up balancing Ella on her hip.
In a panic, the cub dove underneath the desk and pressed his body against the back part of the wood as he best as he could hoping he wouldn't be noticed. Simba's senses were heightened, as much as they could be for a young lion cub anyway, eyes darting around in the dim light, his ears perked up trying to listen for any incoming sounds. " You sure? I can take her, if you would like. I haven't really…. seen my daughter in a while." He grinned sheepishly. "Of course." Belle said smiling and handing her over. Taking the cleaning supplies from him. Adam took Ella gleefully and held her close, as he went to sit in the main chair. Belle leaned over and gave them both a kiss before heading out and towards her bedroom.
Adam blushed a bit, as the idea of having his daughter in his arms, and his wife so loving together at last—gave him a good thought. Happiness. Belle finished up in the bedroom and walked past the study stopping dead in her tracks as she smelled the god awful scent again.
"Dear God." She groaned heading in and looking for the spot. Adam slouched a bit, sitting Ella on his belly, holding both of her hands outward, giving her a big smile and then closing them into her chest so she'd fall forward and he kissed her forehead, and then he repeated again, then closed in and pecked her nose. "Ella!" He cooed. His stress leaving him almost instantly. The cub shifted into a sitting position as he hides under the desk. Ella was laughing hysterically reaching her hands and placing them on Adam's face babbling away "dadadadada."
Belle finished cleaning up when she spotted Simba's tail. "Simba!" Busted. "He's not here." he answered tucking in his tail. "Simba come here now." "Mhnm." Simba replied shaking his head. "Simba you can come out now and explain yourself or you can disobey me and be in deeper trouble." "But I didn't do anything though." he said as his head slowly began to peer out from under the desk. "Really? You didn't destroy my bedroom carpet as well as in here? Who did then?" "I didn't destroy it. Uncle Adam said I'm the King while he's gone and-" he paused for a moment to try and think. "And he's not here, so there."
Adam kissed Ella's hands, playing peek-a-boo. "Where's the beast?" He said lovingly then pulled her hands away "there he is! Rawr!" pretending to gobble her fingers. "Om nom no m" Gasping placing her hands on her eyes, "Where's the beast?" He says melodically, repeating the action. "Om nom nom."
"Wrong. He is here and just because you are taking his place does not give you the right to mess with our things. I am curious as to why you felt the need to do what you did." "I was marking my territory…" he muttered with a pout as he disappeared under the desk once more. "Simba you know better than that." She sighed. Simba didn't even bother to reply as he curled up and lay down. Ella jumped a little as Adam popped out from behind their hands laughing even harder. "I'm very disappointed Simba." She said taking her things and leaving the room. Adam laid her down against him so he could hold and cuddle her. Running a hand over her soft feathery hair, he gave her head a kiss. Closing his eyes and rocked her. " Oh, mon caneton. " He whispers to her lovingly. Ella nuzzled against his chest and cooed quietly grasping at his shirt. "I suggest you go to your room before I talk with Uncle Adam. I'm sure he won't be too pleased to see you in here."
Why were people getting so angry with him around here? All he was doing was marking his territory; he had seen his father do it quite often and had learned it from him. As Belle left the study, Simba quietly snuck out and ran to his bedroom and hid under the covers of his bed. Adam got up and sat Ella in a nearby bassinet since they had one in nearly every room, and decided he'd go get her teddy bear thing, or whatever it was. The thing that comforted her, and headed into the smelly bedroom that WAS his. He walked over to the crib picking up the toy-thing. Belle ran into Adam and smiled. "Is Ella sleeping love?" "About to be. I was just bringing this to her" Showing Belle the little bear-toy-thing. Belle sighed still upset over Simba but plastered on a fake smile. "Did you two have fun?" "A short while, but I know were both exhausted from yesterday. So… where else is it?" He asked with a quirked brow, lowering his voice.
Belle tried to keep up the smile. "It's nothing love. I took care of it." She said not wanting to upset him all over again. "Ok, well. I'd rather not confront or talk to him right now. I think it'd be best to keep myself away for a while. Don't you think? You know what'd make me feel better? A bit of piano." He said with a smile. "Perhaps you could play in the ballroom so I can listen while I make dinner? I love hearing you play. It's so relaxing." "That was exactly my idea, mon ange!" He said with pep in his step. "Though, the music— I need it, it's in my study. I'll go get it. "
"Adam let me. You go downstairs and have a drink. I'll get it." " You sure you know where it is? I put it on the shorter book shelf. It's in a leather folder with gold metal corners." He replies quirking his brow, then nodding to the drink suggestion. Though it was odd, since Belle never encouraged it. Realizing that him 'having a drink' meant there was something more, something else. He figured it was good to get a drink, not sure if he wanted to know what it was—because he had to be mentally impaired to hear it first. Oh boy.
As soon as the cub saw Adam get up and leave, he ran and hid behind the pillows on the couch, or at least tried to considering there probably weren't very many that were his exact size. Belle sighed and got up, bringing everything over and putting leftovers away then starting the dishes, downing the rest of her wine, hopefully it wasn't too bad since she cleaned the study before hand. Adam knew it. He knew it! Sensed it and tried to ignore it. Marching to the study. He better not hav—oh no he didn't! He jumped into the room and looked around it with narrowed eyes. Nothing seemed completely different. It just looked clean which was rare, and the smell of the lemon seemed to mask the other scent that still lingered— which he still rubbed his head. Both relieved and still angry. He walked over to the piano to make sure that his instrument had not been damaged. Simba made absolutely sure that he was as hidden as well as he possibly could be on the couch, his tail tucked in beside him so it wasn't sticking out like it normally was, though his hair tuft was another story. Little strands of brownish gold peeked out from a small section from under the pillow pile. Belle finished up in the kitchen and headed upstairs, not even noticing Simba in his hiding spot and headed up to go check on Ella. Adam wasn't going to burst this time. He told himself. He wasn't going to burst. Wasn't going to lose his temper. No.. no… maybe… He growled lowly in frustration, and took a key from his pocket and walked out into the hall. Belle quietly slipped out of Ella's room holding the book she had been reading to her in her hands reading it as she made her way down the hall bumping into to Adam she looked up embarrassed.
"Sorry honey." She said immediately closing the book and slipping it under her arm. "Sorry…" He said lowly, heading to the one place that he knew was locked up tight. Belle continued to her room and climbed onto her bed reopening the book. It was best to just leave it alone and let Adam cool down. It was quiet, too quiet. A small pair of eyes began to appear from the pillows looking around to see what was going on. Adam tore down the huge curtain in the room after unlocking it. It was a little like an attic. Belle ended up falling asleep with the book open faced down on her chest. The cub began climbing out of his pillow fort and started walking around thinking it was safe for him to appear. With a sigh of relief he made his way upstairs and down the hallway towards his bedroom. Adam took a few of the things and piled them into the corner to clear the room. It was certainly dusty, but it was ready to be used. The cub finally made it to his room and climbed up onto the bed as a small sleepy smile appeared on his maw, as he flipped over and closed his eyes.
Belle woke up and stretched wondering what time it was and what everyone else was up to. Belle got up at of bed and headed down the hall sticking her head into various rooms before finding Simba fast asleep in his room. Finally finished, he dusted his hands with claps and rested them against his sides proudly. "This is going to be magnificent, and the view … Perfect." He made his way back down stairs, chipper and quick. Belle made her way back downstairs and started straightening up the living room seeing as the pillows were all out of sorts. After straightening the living Belle sat on the couch trying to think of what else she should be doing. The young prince still slept upstairs peacefully, his ear twitching from time to time as his paw moved in his sleep. Adam came back downstairs, telling his servants of the mess and to search the rest of the castle for anymore "mess" …
Belle was curled up on the couch now daydreaming. Simba began to purr loudly in his sleep as he rolled onto his back, his paws settling on his chest. Walking into the living room, his foot making a thunk as he hit the ground. " Well.. It's settled…" He said dusting his hands, smiling, letting go of his anger. Belle quickly snapped out of it upon hearing him enter. "Settled?" She asked unsure of exactly what that meant. "Yes, I am moving the study to a more secure location. You can have that room for anything you desire. But I realized I need something that needs a lock." He sighs. "I see." Belle said sighing. "I don't suppose I need the room for anything love." She said unsure of how to respond. "I just feel that it is better this way, to prevent further accidents. My study is important for this throne, and my sanity…. anyways, where's Simba?" "I understand completely." She said giving him a small smile. "I'm not sure honey. I haven't seen him since dinner." "He needs a talk… " "Yes I know." She said. "I suppose we should go look for him then." Simba began rolling around eventually enveloping his body in the sheets. "Alright I'll start by looking down here, let me know when you find him." "Alright." Belle said standing up and heading up the stairs. "Simba?" She called walking down the halls. "Mhnm…No." he moaned in his sleep as his head tilted back. Not hearing Simba, she moved farther down the hall. "Simba where are you honey?" As he continued to move around in his sleep, Simba fell off the bed landing with a small thud which jerked him awake for a moment or two. Belle heard the thump come from Simba's room and walked in. "There you are. Are you alright?" He smacked his lips together and lifted his head to find Belle walking in.
"Uh huh…" "What was the thump?" She asked heading farther into the room. "I dunno." he answered as he yawned, his body still wrapped up. "Come with me please love." Adam called out a few times. " Simba…" "I ungh…I can't move!" "What do you mean you can't move?" She said trying not to roll her eyes.
Simba's eyes became half lidded as Belle spoke. Was she really being serious? "I. can't. move." he said slowly not even able to indicate his predicament with a paw. Belle sighed and walked over untangling him from the sheets. "Alright let's go." "Where are we going?" he asked as he stretched his body once it was free of the sheets. "Downstairs, to the living room." She said being as vague as possible. "Adam I have him." She said calling down to him. Upon hearing the name, the cub's body froze in place as his claws dug into the floor to try and stay put. "I'm not going, I'm staying right here!" "Now Simba, don't be difficult. You knew your actions would have consequences." "OH?" He followed her voice back to where she was heading. Belle turned to see Adam, grateful he had arrived, seeing as she was starting to feel a tad guilty, even though she knew he would have to be disciplined it made her feel bad.
Simba's claws stayed out as he lay down on the floor stubbornly. Adam tapped his foot impatiently. "Can I go back to sleep now?" "No you may not." Belle said trying to keep her patience. "You may however come downstairs like we told you to." Retracting his claws, Simba padded slowly towards the landing on the stairs. As he came to the steps, the prince hopped down step by step the entire way pausing every few moments to make the trip seem much longer than it actually was. Belle sighed and walked over to the couch, folding her hands on her lap and sitting straight up hoping Adam would take the lead on this.
Finally having made it to the bottom step, Simba walked over and placed a paw on the living room carpet. "Well I was here and now I'm gonna go play. See ya!" he said quickly before trying to take off. "SIMBA!" Belle called after him. "What? You said that I needed to be in the there and I already was…" he replied as he glanced back over his shoulder. "Very funny, now get back here and stay." "You guys never said that I had to stay though…" he said flicking his tail and taking a few small steps forward in the opposite direction. "Now why on earth would we ask you to come down here just so you could run back out of the room?" "I don't know, you guys came and got me. How should I know?" "Just sit still for a moment." Belle said looking over to Adam. The cub stayed still for probably a total of around a minute before he was on the move once more. With a small shrug of his shoulders Simba headed towards the front door to go play outside. Belle fell back into the chair and sighed. She certainly wasn't going to go catch him again. Making his way through the pet door, Simba poked his head outside smiling as the sun warmed his face.
Belle groaned and looked at Adam. "I suppose I'll get him." She said heading out of the room and pulling him out of the cat door and scooping him up, placing him on the couch. "Stay put." Adam sat there with his arms crossed. Belle looked over to him moving her hand out to suggest he start. A small lump formed in his throat as he peered up at Adam with his arms crossed. "What'd I do?" He inhaled. "You marked my territory…." Belle crossed her legs and laid her hands on her lap looking over at the two. "Now honey why did you do that?" "But that's what Kings are supposed to do when somebody else comes…or was it leaves?" The cub couldn't exactly remember which one it was. "'Cause Uncle Adam said I was the king while he was gone so I marked stuff so people would know it was mine while he was gone…" "Except it wasn't yours. You're supposed to watch and defend the kingdom. Not mark it." "That's what I was doing!" Belle just sat there looking back and forth between the two of them not even knowing what to say. He did a small eye roll as he turned his head and looked away. Simba was learning about the human side of being king but it started to make him wonder if they knew about the lion side of it. "Simba do you understand what this place is? It isn't the pride. We're not lions… " "I know…" "We just do things a bit differently sweetie. That's all." "But all I ever hear around here is 'rules rules rules'. 'Don't touch this' and 'Don't touch that.' What am I supposed to do around here for fun if I can't even use my teeth and claws on stuff?" "Belle?" Looks over at her to get her input. Belle looked over at him her eyes a bit wide like a deer caught in headlights. "Well." She paused. "Perhaps we could turn the old study into a room just for Simba and we could set up certain things precisely for his claws and teeth."
"Old study? What happened to it?" Simba asked leaning his head to one side as he looked between both Adam and Belle. "I changed it." He said solemnly and justified then nodded ad Belle's idea, slightly. Thinking it to be a good idea. "Why'd ya do that?" "Because I didn't like my things getting urinated on." "Alright then it's settled." Belle chimed in. "Oh…can I still see it? I promise I won't do anything bad in there. Please Uncle Adam?" Simba asked as he placed his small paws on the man's chest and looked up at him with a desperate look. Belle bit her lip and looked away so they wouldn't see her start to smile and almost laugh. Adam sighed. " Maybe later… but from now on when I am not home, there is no going in it. It's locked." "…Does this mean I get the key when you're not home too?" Belle took a slight breath and composed herself and turned back to the two of them. "Perhaps not my love, but you'll have a key to your very own room." "But that's not fair…where are we gonna do lessons then?" Belle looked over to Adam to see what he was going to say, before making a suggestion. "We're discontinuing them till you behave." Belle's heart sank upon hearing that. They were being a bit too harsh for her liking, but instead of protesting she stayed silent, debating whether or not to leave the conversation and room altogether. "You can't do that though! Y-you promised you'd teach me…" he said, his eyes growing wide in concern. "If you can show me that you can be good, and not destroy my study, also, show your respect to your elders, such as those that take care of you. … Then we will resume our lessons together… you think you can do that? " Tilting his head. It seemed good enough.


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to which my mom, continuing the joke, replies "We aren't cannibals… Eh, well anything's good with barbecue sauce"
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Hey guys, I could really use your help!
Tonight, about three hours ago, I took a corner way too fact and crashed my truck into a highway guard rail. I'm not hurt, just a little shaken up, but the truck is totaled. So now, besides needing to pay of a $268 ticket, I need to get a new car and I have like no money.
I'm going to start looking for another job since Gamestop keeps not giving me any hours, but if any of you guys could help and commission me for comics and stuff I would be eternally grateful. each pic is still $5, and you can just make me an offer for stories.
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Kensu was a known scoundrel. Although few of his fellow noblemen would call him a villain. According to Kensu's social circle villain's were low born, disgusting and crass. Kensu on the other hand was born with title, charming and handsome. In city of Dragonsram Kensu also had the good luck to be an outsider and thus above the historic feuds and prejudices of the powerful families. Kensu succeeded in using his charisma, guile and comely appearance to turn his noble acquaintanceship into name in social and economic opportunity. His persona was one of a dashingly simple figure, he used outmoded and overly formal greeting and dressed in fine but old style country garb. The rumors that he was no stranger to common houses, brothels and gambling stalls only added to the romance of his character: at least among the young nobility of his own age. It was commonly held wisdom that young men of noble birth needed to be indulged in their youth in order obtain a disciplined in adulthood. Kensu's scoundrel status was believed by many of the peerage, among which he was very popular, to be the result of youthful innocence or naivety.
Yet Kensu didn't understand innocence any more than a bear understands why the salmon run upstream. Like the bear, Kensu knew just enough about the nature of innocence to exploit it. Eventually his liaisons and exploitations lead to an arranged marriage with the daughter of powerful family and a significant dowery. Kensu had not only seduced the daughter of the family, but had managed to enamor his bride-to be's father and brothers. Thus, when Kensu gambled his wife's entire dowery on the Duke's sailing regatta, it was not only his pregnant wife-to-be that felt betrayed but her brothers as well.
To be fair, Kensu still intended to marry the girl. He just now needed more money to keep the woman and child in the life-style with which she was accustomed. When Kensu explained this to his almost brother-in-laws they berated him with insults and attacks. The argument eventually ended in violent exchange with Kensu rejecting their sister out right and insulting the family publicly. The family's honor demanded blood and Kensu had no friends left in the city. So it came to be that Kensu was being pursued by his former fiances brothers through the streets of Dragonsram.
It was a storm day. Rain came down in great cooling sheets and made the cobble stones slick and the slightest piece of rubbish dangerous. Kensu's pursuers had come prepared wearing running tunics, steel bracers and high laced soilder's sandal. Kensu was forced to run through the streets in a leisure robe and soft house sandal. He must have lost his feet a dozen times during the chase, falling into the closed up stalls and trash piles that went uncollected on storm days. Yet the streets beneath the storm were empty and their was no crowd in which Kensu could hide from his attackers.
Kensu had one advantage of over those men. Although they were born in Dragonsram, Kensu new the streets better, and he knew the town's secrets. He knew about the Glade of Innocence.
The Glade was beneath the great two faced stone bridge which joined the Duke's Ridge to the Dragon's ridge. The steep narrow canyon between the two ridges held Undertown. The small buildings of Undertown were made of scrap stones, cooper's rims and drift wood. These sad sparse houses held tight to the steep hillside like ticks and the little alleys that moved around these hovels had more cracks and turns than the hands of an old stone mason. The canyon narrowed at the Ram's Heart river, which by the time it flowed past the first house of Undertown, was already a sewer. Just Beneath the Dragon's face of the bridge, there was a little grow of innocence flowers: the glade. The glade was located at the site of ancient Fort of the Dragon Worshippers. I knew this site as well, for over a decade ago it was me and my mason brothers which a gathered and repurposed the stone of the Fort in order to build the great two headed bridge. It was there that they first encountered the flowers. The flowers were enchanted and to be caught with one was a crime before the eye Duke, but the eyes of the Duke never gazed about Undertown.
A accomplished patron of vice like Kensu new the glade too, for the prostitutes and whores of Undertown loved to adorn their lapels with the enchanted and stunning blossoms. Indeed today on the day when Kensu ran , despite the cool air, grey sky and work stopping rain the flowers were in full bloom. Kensu had not planned to lead his former friends and almost brother-in-laws to the glade, he had planned to win pick the winner of the Regatta but things had not gone as he had expected. And even though Kensu did not understand innocence, he hope the flowers would force and innocence upon his pursuers, that would spare his life.
Kensu in truth had never known innocence. He had killed his mother while she birthed him and at the age of two his said to have pulled out the eye of his baby half sister. While he remembers neither of these acts his father never forgot nor forgave nor understood. His father judged. Thus Kensu had become use to feeling of guilt and shame, expecting only condemnation, thus never seeking to avoid it. Perhaps this why the flowers had no effect on him.
The flowers never effected me as they did others as well. Thus my understand of their nature is only craftsman's guess, but the flowers enchantment appears restor the ideology of child hood to who ever inhaled their fragrance. Those who breathed the flower regained a lost innocence that was perhaps hope or joy. I could not say, because although the flowers did touch; their touch was different to me. I could smell the flowers as soon as I came to the city, and I was drawn to them But to often the guild kept me away, cutting stone for the new amphitheater. But not today, the rain had taken away our labor and I found myself drawn to the glade. I needed to find innocence again, I needed to forget about the black hand of death that laid for ever on my shoulder and I new. I knew without explanation that today I must go to the glade to find that innocence, to the find that women that revealed to me that innocence.
When Kensu chasers found him he was standing the middle of the slopping glade, grey rain raking his face and flower held to his nose. The prostitutes were aligned around the upper shore in little tents. Mason and whores it seemed only worked when the weather was dry. An odd fact it seemed since we both had to wet our labors before working. Kensu stood still, leaning against a poorly cut 20 ton load stone that had been discarded while when we were building the bridge. His attackers rushed him, but always the gambler Kensu played the only card he had. "Wait, brothers please." he yelled pleadingly. I saw them pause from my perch between a refuse pile and shanty home behind the women. The angry noblemens' eyes bulged and their faces relaxed. One seem to grow very uncomfortable in the rain. Kensu like myself never felt anything but nausea in the glade, while most love the smell of innocence flowers, Kensu found the odor unnerving. But he could tell the flowers had worked on his attackers.
"I am sorry, it was a terrible error. I love your sister so much more than my life and only wished to provide for her better. I have talked to my father, and he will give the sum of the dowry." This was lie, despite his title, Kensu's father was poor. Indeed Kensu told me I have more money in my purse than the his father has coins in his entire estate. From my perch I could see the lie, but among the flowers his bride's brothers could not. They were innocent again. Kensu knew who how to pray on other's innocence. He shook their hands, smiled warmly and cried when they left.
As the men left the glade I found my query: a young girl, a sprig of life. I descended on her as she made water behind a shed. I cracked the back of her head with my awl and spread her chest apart with hands made strong by years of cutting stone. I was fast and her heart still beat. Around her neck was a string of flowers and she smiled a bit as I watched her heart die. As every time previous the sight of a young woman's heart stopping pushed the hand oft death off my shoulder. I felt alive and safe again. Unfortunately when Kensu came around the corner and saw me in my private scene I had to take him too. He laid out his entire life story as he pleaded, but in the end the only innocence I could offer him was death.
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Ephrata Borough should soon have a design in place for its new skateboard park to be constructed at the Ephrata Public Library. Council had met recently with Jason Baldessari from Spohn Ranch Skateparks of Los Angeles and...
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Local Democratic candidates running in the November election met last week at the Eicher Arts Center in Ephrata. The event was officially a fund-raiser for Bryan Sanguinito who is running for the 99th House seat that opened...
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'Old' McDonald's farms out workers
Expect to see familiar workers when the new Ephrata Marketplace McDonald's opens in two weeks. The burned out Cloister Shopping Center McDonald's will be rebuilt and redesigned. Employees from the burned out McDonald's restaurant at the Cloister...
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The daylight robbery that occurred July 22 in Akron's Loyd Roland Park was not an indication of ongoing criminal activity in the park, according to Sergeant Dale Putt of the borough police department. Putt, along with Chief...
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Ephrata Borough's solicitor submitted a redraft of a proposed rental ordinance at Monday's Development Activities Committee meeting. Solicitor James R. McManus went over some of the major revisions on the controversial document that was first disclosed to...
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Lyric Centenary: Johnny Mercer
The "American songbook," music written in the half-century 1920-1970 for Broadway, radio, and Hollywood, is dominated by composers: George Gershwin, Irving Berlin, Cole Porter, Duke Ellington, Jerome Kern, Richard Rodgers, Harold Arlen, Hoagy Carmichael. The lyricists who wrote the words for their songs were brilliant too, but are usually granted a smaller helping of fame. Ira Gerswhin excelled at ringing changes on vernacular phrases; Lorenz Hart was the master of impossible rhymes about unrequited love; E.Y. Harburg was deft and whimsical; Oscar Hammerstein II preferred a full assault on the tear ducts. But to enter the pantheon, a lyricist was best-advised to write his own songs, as Berlin and Porter did.
The exception is Johnny Mercer. Mercer was born 18 November 1909, making next Wednesday his centenary. Mercer was the ultimate hired-gun lyricist, writing a spectacular portfolio of standards with the great unattached composers of his day. His 19 Academy Award nominations were shared with eight different composers: Harry Warren, Artie Shaw, Jimmy McHugh, Arlen, Carmichael, Henry Mancini, Marvin Hamlisch, and himself. Sources differ on how many #1 pop hits Mercer wrote, but it's somewhere between 14 and 20 – sometimes with Mercer himself as vocalist. All of Ella Fitzgerald's priceless "Songbook" albums feature the work of a single composer (Kern, Ellington, Porter, e.g.) except one: the Johnny Mercer songbook. A Mercer song, alone in the world of jazz standards, is identified with its lyricist, not its composer.
Several of Mercer's greatest hits are novelty songs: "Jeepers Creepers," "You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby," "Accentuate the Positive." Mercer is often rightly identified with wonderful high-energy nonsense like "Glow-Worm":
Glow, little glow-worm, fly of fire,
Glow like an incandescent wire,
Glow for the female of the specie,
Turn on the AC and the DC.
But his biggest novelty song, a #1 hit and Oscar-winner, shows how readily Mercer could shift into a key of sheer wonder. There are few moments in movie musicals more gorgeous than hearing Judy Garland arrive on "The Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe" (composed by Warren):
Back in Ohio where I come from,
I've done a lot of dreaming and I've traveled some;
But I never thought I'd see the day
When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe.
Mercer was in love with Garland, which put him in less than exclusive company in the Hollywood of the 1940s. Their brief affair resulted in unforgettable songs, though: "In the Valley Where the Evening Sun Goes Down", "I Remember You," and "That Old Black Magic." Bittersweet, haunting infatuations were Mercer's stock in trade: "Laura," "Fools Rush In," "I Want to Be Around (to Pick Up the Pieces)," "Day In, Day Out," "Come Rain or Come Shine," and "One For My Baby" (composed by Arlen):
I got the routine
So drop another nickel in the machine.
I'm feeling so bad,
I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad.
I could tell you a lot, but you've gotta be true to your code.
Make it one for my baby,
And one more for the road.
But he also captured the most difficult thing to put into verse, the complete certainty of love. "You Grow Sweeter as the Years Go By" (composer Johnny Mercer):
Though September takes the place of June,
In September there's a harvest moon.
Let the leaves start falling, darling,
What care I,
When you grow sweeter as the years go by.
Mercer was unusually successful as a translator of European lyrics, as in "Autumn Leaves," "Summer Wind," and in fact "Glow-Worm," which he liberally adapted from Paul Lincke's 1902 operetta number "Glühwürmchen." Mercer wrote "Blues in the Night," "Mandy Is Two," "My Shining Hour," "Travelin' Light," "I Thought about You," "And the Angels Sing," "Moon River," "The Days of Wine and Roses," the magnificent "Skylark," and the incomparable "Too Marvelous for Words." Much too marvelous, in a lyric that throws the attention back onto Richard Whiting's music:
You're much too much,
And just too very, very
To ever be
In Webster's Dictionary.
And so I'm borrowing
A love song from the birds
To tell you that you're marvelous,
Too marvelous for words.
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Israel retaliation likely as Obama envoy holds talks
Barak, in a statement, said he had told Mitchell Israel cannot accept any attack on its citizens and would act with determination against any attack by Hamas or its allies.
Referring to the President of the US by his first name is very inappropriate. This was done in the article "Israel retaliation likely as Obama envoy holds talks."
We did not refer to Obama by his first name. The sentence to which you refer was about Defense Minister Ehud Barak. It shouldn't be confusing, as one is Barak and one is Barack.
Israel's Defense Minister Ehud Barak (L) gestures during his meeting with US Democratic presidential candidate Senator Barack Obama (D-IL) in Jerusalem July 23, 2008. REUTERS/Eliana Aponte
I agree it is very inappropriate not refer to him as President Obama.
DSGOURMET, how could you possibly make your comment after reading Reuters' explanation that the original commentor was incorrect? Do you, too, not know the difference between Barak and Barack?
How dare they insult the president by miss spelling his first name.


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The Polar Plunge, presented by Law Enforcement Torch Run and GEICO, is a unique opportunity to support Special Olympics athletes by taking a flying leap – a leap into the frigid waters of Lincoln Lakes. Participants must raise $75 in donations from friends, family and co-workers in exchange for jumping into the icy waters. View photos from Lincoln Polar Plunge.
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Plungers will receive incentive prizes based on the amount of money they raise. By raising the minimum of $75, you'll receive an official Plunge hooded sweatshirt and admission to the post-plunge party. Other prizes are awarded at the $250, $500 and $1,000 levels.
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Lee S. Shulman is president emeritus of The Carnegie Foundation for the Advancement of Teaching, having served for 11 years as its eighth president. After leaving the Foundation in August 2008, Shulman has begun a period of travel and writing. He will have an office at Stanford University after April 2009.
Shulman's research and writings have dealt with the study of teaching and teacher education; the growth of knowledge among those learning to teach; the assessment of teaching; medical education; the psychology of instruction in science, mathematics, and medicine; the logic of educational research; and the quality of teaching in higher education. His work has devoted special attention to the role of pedagogical content knowledge in teaching, the scholarship of teaching and learning in both K-12 and higher education, and on the role of "signature pedagogies" in education in the professions and in doctoral education. He is currently working on a book tentatively titled Professing, which looks back on a decade's research at the Foundation on education in the professions, teacher education, the doctorate and liberal education.
Shulman is the Charles E. Ducommun Professor of Education Emeritus and Professor of Psychology Emeritus (by courtesy) at Stanford University. From 1963 to 1982 he served as Professor of Educational Psychology and Medical Education at Michigan State University. It was there he founded and codirected the Institute for Research on Teaching (IRT).
Dr. Shulman holds all his academic degrees from the University of Chicago. He is a past president of the American Educational Research Association (AERA) and received its career award for Distinguished Contributions to Educational Research. He is also a past president of the National Academy of Education. He is the recipient of the American Psychological Association's 1995 E.L. Thorndike Award for Distinguished Psychological Contributions to Education, a fellow of both the American Academy of Arts & Sciences and the American Association for the Advancement of Science, a Guggenheim Fellow, a Fellow of the Center for Advanced Study in the Behavioral Sciences and has been awarded the 2006 Grawemeyer Prize in Education.
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A water sample taken Jan. 16 from the 492-acre lake was tested for potentially lethal toxins after blue-green algae appeared.
Those tests determined that the algae contain extremely low levels of toxins — low enough that county officials lifted recommended restrictions that were put in place last week for recreational use of the West End.
A lab determined that the level of toxic microcystin was 0.0645 micrograms per liter, which is nearly 100 times lower than the 6 micrograms per liter that is considered to be unsafe.
High doses of microcystin can cause liver damage over long-term ingestion of water containing high amounts.
The same water sample showed 0.0201 micrograms per liter of anatoxin-a, or roughly 50 times lower than the 1-microgram-per-liter threshold used for closures.
High doses of anatoxin-a can cause paralysis, seizures and respiratory failure.
Blue-green algae comes in both toxic and non-toxic forms.
"The testing results from Lake Pleasant indicate that most of the blue-green algae is of the non-toxin-producing form, but a small percentage is capable of producing the harmful toxins," Clallam County environmental health officials said in a statement.
'No restrictions'
"Based on current test results, Clallam County Health and Human Services is recommending no restrictions on recreational use of Lake Pleasant at the present time," it continued.
Lake Pleasant is located about 8 miles northeast of Forks just off U.S. Highway 101. It has a year-round open fishing season for trout and kokanee.
Last week's recommendations were to avoid swimming in scum, to not drink the water, to keep pets and livestock away, and to clean fish well.
Pet owners still are advised to keep their animals from drinking from Lake Pleasant when blue-green algae is visible from the shoreline.
The greatest risk of toxin exposure comes from ingesting the algae itself.
Environmental health officials said it is unusual for blue-green algae blooms to occur during the winter — and very rare to find blue-green algae in Clallam County lakes.
The same type of algae has caused summertime closures of the 57-acre Anderson Lake — and occasional warnings in other lakes — in East Jefferson County.
Clallam County Health and Human Services officials said they will continue to monitor algae blooms in Lake Pleasant through the spring and summer.
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Oklahoma City Stations Praised For Coverage of Devastating Tornado
Oklahoma City stations have been live around the clock in the aftermath of Monday's devastating tornado. The stations have been praised for their "thoughtful, professional, experienced" reporting during and after the twister.
All four stations were live during the storm, with meteorologists and anchors issuing repeated warnings for people in the storm's path to take shelter.
"You folks in Moore, grab whatever it is you need to grab and you need to go underground. Bottom line: grab your kids, grab your loved ones, grab your friends," KFOR chief meteorologist Mike Morgan said shortly before the tornado hit. "And just get out of the way."
In her press conference Monday night, Oklahoma governor Mary Fallin thanked the local media for early warnings of the tornado threat.
"The media's done a superb job over the last few days of keeping people informed about the conditions, especially our weathermen and those that have been on the ground, driving, following and tracking the storm itself," Fallin said.
The local stations' coverage was available online via live stream. Stations were praised by the Columbia Journalism Review, which noted stations provided "life-saving information before the tornado, essential reporting afterward." Read more


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Slow-Burning Debate on Open Space Heats Up
With bulldozers on the horizon, 8,500 protesters marched up Laguna Canyon Road in 1989 to preserve the undeveloped landscape leading into Laguna Beach. A similar effort to preserve open space by an initiative known as Measure CC on next Tuesday's general election ballot has been, in contrast, a slow-burner.
That's not to say there isn't heat under foot.
With state and federal funding for open space exhausted, proponents say Measure CC, which would levy an annual $120 tax on each parcel in Laguna, is a locally funded way to continue what began 23 years ago: buying and preserving what remains of large, undeveloped tracts scattered throughout town and near adjacent open space. They say the measure (www.lagunaopenspace.com), which would raise an estimated $20 million over 20 years, provides an alternative revenue source giving city officials the capacity to act when land becomes available. The initiative must pass by a two-thirds majority of voters.
Earlier last month, opponents, led by the Laguna Beach Taxpayers Association, jumped into the fray with an oversize mailer attacking the measure. It argues that the measure would create a citizens' oversight committee with unchecked say on how the money raised by the parcel tax, estimated at $1 million annually, is spent. They also argue that open space should be acquired in uninhabited areas, not in neighborhoods.
The measure states tax money will be used solely to purchase undeveloped residential parcels ranging in size from two to 80 acres from willing sellers. Its proponents, preservationist groups such as Village Laguna and Laguna Greenbelt, say the timing is right to add to open space. When cyclical land values peak again, especially in a seaside town, lots once considered unbuildable could attract new speculation. Opponents counter that the economic recession makes an additional tax an undue burden, especially among the town's considerable elderly population.
"For 20 years at $120 a year, that's just too much for me to afford," said homeowner Sandi Werthe, a widow living on a fixed income. "Property taxes and all expenses go up every year and social security doesn't go up with it. It would be an additional strain on an already strained income."
Other residents look to the hills and have seen the slow disappearance of untouched land. "This is a legacy for my children and grandchildren," said Charlotte Masarik, an avid hiker whose home is Measure CC headquarters. "It upsets me because I'm in the back country all the time and I've watched over the last 30 years how the vistas have changed because what we thought were unbuildable lots got built on. Unspoiled hillsides have now got mega-mansions on some of them."
Howard Hills, a spokesman for the taxpayers' association, said that's a misplaced sentiment. "Measure CC is not what our open space legacy is all about," he claimed. "The sponsors of Measure CC should have just dedicated the revenue to the city's existing open-space budget for the elected City Council to manage. They should be spending their resources on the existing legacy and working with open space in uninhabited, not residential, areas."
City Manager John Pietig said that's possible and, in fact, has been done. The city's current $190,000 open space fund was supplied by property taxes. The council could continue that, Pietig said, "but it would be at the expense of some other service."
There is no dedicated revenue stream for future funding, he added, and government funding to purchase "nonessentials" like open space is nearly history. State grants from Prop. 12 will run out next year.
Michael Gosselin, a local realtor supporting the measure, isn't worried about the measure's potential impact on city revenue, should private land be purchased for public open space and be removed from property tax rolls. "The lion's share of the parcels unbuildable today will always be unbuildable," he said, "because the city is not going to loosen the requirements in terms of steepness or access for fire safety."
Opponents' primarily object to a provision in Measure CC that establishes a citizens' committee to oversee open space parcel acquisitions proposed to the City Council. The measure, according to Hills, creates an unbridled "unelected bureaucratic body with a tax dollar slush fund to be doled out by political appointees." He attributes the committee's scope to a "shrewdly and cleverly" written description of the committee's responsibilities.
"It's about the $1 to $1.5 million budget that will be the only budget in the city government exempt from the ups and downs inherent to the fiscal health of the community," Hills said. "What other office in City Hall is going to have a guaranteed budget for 20 years that can't be reduced?"
Paul Freeman, spokesman for Measure CC, called Hills's approach a fear tactic. "They're making stuff up," Freeman said. "They know if they say scary things, it will resonate with people who may be generally skeptical about government."
Freeman, a former Laguna council member, contends the committee has no power other than persuasion and no budget for buying property. "The City Council and only the City Council has access to the funds under Measure CC," he said. "The City Council and only the City Council makes decisions concerning the expenditures of funds under Measure CC. The committee has no power under Measure CC except the right to review proposed expenditures. They get to say, 'Hey, we object' before and not after the fact and the council has to respond. The council can do what they legally want."
Gosselin says the committee's presence assures him that unbuildable property will be purchased for open space "in perpetuity" and not to enrich the value of adjacent developed property.
"I'm very comfortable with the fact that there's an oversight committee written into the measure and then the City Council has to vote on whether or not to do it," he said. "With those two backstops, I think it's a good idea to continue the legacy of preserving open space."
The argument against the tax may be influencing opinion, but only because it's representing false information, Freeman said. "I've had a lot of people ask me questions like, 'Why would we want to be taxed to buy some teeny little parcel?" like the one they pictured on their negative mailer."
Hills admitted the photographs aren't of proposed or available lots. "Those are lots that we determined in our best judgment to be in the category of lots that could be subject to purchase," he said.
"That kind of parcel in no way, shape or form could possibly be eligible for acquisition under this measure and they know that," refuted Freeman. "There's no parcel on our map that's less than two acres, the average is 20 acres, the largest is 80 acres," he said of land identified as potential purchases.
Freeman concedes next week's vote lacks the drama of circumstances 20 years ago, when development in Laguna Canyon was imminent. Even so, a poll showed that the sentiment that spawned a protest and approval of a 20-year bond measure in 1990 still exists. "It's whether you buy into the notion that open space is valuable," Freeman said.


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