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In Uganda, videographer Jake Lyell was busy filming families who are struggling to stay together while coping with acute poverty and need. We'll share these videos with you soon — they're a tribute to the strength and determination of parents, children and others in their communities, as well as demonstrating the positive effect of outside support. In the meantime, watch Jake's short video of 11-year-old Sarah, who shows us how she made her own doll.
In August on the website, we'll be featuring stories and videos about playing, which has been called the job of children. Play helps them learn social skills like sharing and cooperation, and gain abilities like hand-eye coordination, motor skills, language and spatial awareness. In other words, kids need to play, but poverty constructs barriers that are hard to surmount.
This week on Huffington Post, ChildFund President & CEO Anne Goddard writes about poverty's effects on children's freedom to play: "In many developing countries, the time for play is often displaced by the chores and responsibilities that are so familiar to children growing up in poverty."
Learn more about what play means to children.
Were you among the millions of people watching NFL football yesterday? The Denver-New England game was thrilling, and the Panthers are going to be formidable opponents for the Broncos. Children in the countries where we work also love playing games, especially football (aka soccer in the United States). Enjoy these pictures from Asia, the Americas and Africa. Goooooal!!!!
From our office in Mexico comes this picture of joyful children playing with balloons (a favorite toy around the globe) at ChildFund's local partner organization in Chiapas. Learn more about how play helps children develop physically, mentally and socially.
In August, we'll be focusing on play — here on the blog and on ChildFund's social media — and what it means to children's physical, mental and social development. We asked our staff in Asia, Africa and the Americas to share pictures and quotes from children about their favorite sports, games and toys. One thing that's striking is that some games are common to many children, regardless of age group, country and continent. As you'd expect, many of the children ChildFund works with are fans of soccer, but you'll also see them playing with marbles or jumping rope. Many make their own toys out of materials found around their homes and communities. It takes a lot to keep children from playing, even when they don't have toy stores around the corner.
Below is a slideshow of photos from Brazil, Ecuador and Ethiopia, all of girls jumping rope, a skill that requires good balance, stamina and high energy. Stay tuned throughout this month for more play!
By Meg Carter, ChildFund Sponsorship Communication Specialist
Long before recorded history, children played. From the beginning, their play took three outward forms: conflict, imitation and chance. Play as conflict appears in games of skill and competitive sports. We associate imitation with cooperative games, such as role playing and creative or imaginative play. Games of chance — most familiar to us in cards and dice — often involve sticks, stones, shells, beads, or bones in developing countries.
We also know now that play is critical to children's development, and many who live in developing countries do not have the time and opportunity to play with their peers, to lay down their worries for a moment and just be children.
Today is Universal Children's Day, an event that aims for greater understanding of and among children of all nations. Its roots are in a 1954 United Nations conference when officials recommended that each country set aside a day for children. Nov. 20 has special meaning as the date on which the U.N. General Assembly adopted the Declaration of the Rights of the Child in 1959 and, 30 years later, the Convention on the Rights of the Child.
Educators describe play as the young child's work. It's more than self-expression. Unstructured play teaches children about the natural world, themselves and society. Through play, children develop motor and cognitive skills, learn cultural values and mature in emotional intelligence. Strategic thinking, pattern matching, problem solving, math mastery, negotiation, sensitivity to others and conflict resolution are just the beginning of play's hidden benefits.
If child's play is the foundation of our intellectual, social, physical and emotional development, then play is education. And if education is human development, then development truly begins when each young child plays.
Last year, U.N. Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon launched Global Education First (GEFI), a new initiative raising the political profile of education. Its premise is that education leads to gender equality, economic opportunity, health and environmental sustainability. GEFI aims to put every child in school, provide them all with quality education and, ultimately, transform children into global citizens.
ChildFund also seeks to improve educational opportunities and learning environments in every community where we work.
Having taught both here in the United States and in Africa, I know there's more to education than schools, equipment, materials and instructors, essential as they are. The Declaration of the Rights of the Child reminds us: "The child shall have full opportunity for play and recreation."
Play is universal; it comes naturally. Kids everywhere turn anything into a game. Think of hide-and-seek, kick-the-can, string games, Simon Says, clapping rhymes, rope skipping and hopscotch. You find them in Virginia, Eastern Europe, Southern Asia, Latin America and West Africa. In ChildFund International's lobby, we have toys created by children in the countries we serve, playthings that demonstrate resourcefulness and creativity.
In developing countries, children play with scrap materials. A stick turns a wheel rim into a perpetual motion machine. Gathering up discarded plastic shopping bags, village boys weave them into soccer balls. Empty aluminum cans and bottle caps morph into toy animals or race cars. In a girl's hands, a bit of cloth, some string and a corn husk become a doll.
Here in the United States, we're blessed with leisure and money to spend on play dates, soccer lessons and computer games. But when play becomes our babysitter, we tend to forget its true value in children's lives.
Kristina, a tutor at an Early Childhood Development center in Indonesia, often makes toys from available resources, including recycled materials, that teach her children about shapes and numbers. "With these resources, they get to play with a range of different educational toys, and we know that they are learning while enjoying being a child," she says. "I wish I had these when I was a child."
by Cynthia Price, ChildFund Director of Communications
'Tis the season for thinking about toys.
But what if there is no toy store? What if there is no money for toys?
In developing countries, children have shown an amazing amount of creativity when it comes to fashioning toys for play. Some children have taken broken flip-flops, scrap plastic bags, twigs and string and made a toy sailboat.
Other children have created soccer balls using discarded plastic bags and heavy twine. They've made kites using paper, string and bamboo.
Many of these innovative toys are on view as part of ChildFund's traveling exhibit, The Power to Play: From Trash to Treasure. This holiday the exhibit is on display at the Idaho State Historical Museum through Feb. 5, 2011.
"The Idaho Historical Museum acts as a resource for Idaho history as well as a cultural center to expose Idaho citizens to the people of the world," says Kurt Zwolfer, education specialist for the museum. "By viewing the creativity and resourcefulness exhibited by the children who made these toys, we hope our visitors will have a better understanding of the universal language of play."
"It's the perfect holiday display," says Anne Schorzman, events coordinator for the museum. "We think it will inspire many when they come to see the exhibit."
In addition to the collection of toys, the museum also created interactive pieces, ideal for children visiting the museum. Children can bowl, make beaded snakes and play instruments from everyday items.
ChildFund International has long recognized play as essential to childhood development. Anne Lynam Goddard, president and CEO says, "We are sharing this toy collection as a visible demonstration of how the power to play helps children thrive and become leaders of enduring change in their communities and the world."
The toy collection has traveled across the United States with stops at museums and venues in Boston, Washington, D.C., Los Angeles, Denver and New York.
by Cynthia Price, Director of Communications
Toys made by children from around the world took center stage last night in New York City.
ChildFund's toy exhibit "The Power to Play" opened last night at New World Stages, 340 West 50th St.
Time Out New York and NTDTV covered the opening reception. Donors from the New York area previewed the toys before the exhibit officially opened to the public.
Anne Lynam Goddard, president and CEO of ChildFund, told the audience, "Every show has a star, and the real stars tonight are the children who made the toys.
"The toys they made offer dramatic proof that – through it all – children can retain their sense of wonder, their desire to play, their indomitable spirit, and their ability to imagine and create…if they are given the support they need," she continued.
Many of the toys on display tell compelling stories of the particular social, economic or political conditions present in the children's home countries, while others reflect similarities across regions in type of play and crafting technique. Some children use twigs, plastic bags and string to make kites, cut open soda cans to fashion toy cars and bind dried banana leaves to bring dolls to life.
Among the guests at the opening reception was Dayton Carr, a long-time ChildFund supporter who sponsors two children and has funded a playground in Liberia and a program for disabled children in Belarus.
Mick Foley and his wife Collette attended. Mick, a former wrestler and now author and philanthropist, has funded eight schools in Sierra Leone and community centers in the Philippines and Mexico. He is currently funding a program to help former girl soldiers in Sierra Leone. He sponsors seven children.
ChildFund's former board chairman Bill Leahey and his wife Chris also were in attendance. They sponsor four children and have funded a library in Ethiopia.
Long-time supporter Irene Sanz and ChildFund board member Maureen Massey and her husband Ivor spent some time reminiscing about their recent ChildFund study tour to Kenya.
Integrated Media Solutions, which sponsors 60 children, hosted the evening's reception.
As part of the reception, guests were asked to contribute to the building of playgrounds in Afghanistan. An anonymous gift of $10,000 and several additional donations will be used to equip the playgrounds.
The toy exhibit continues through Sept. 6. Hours are 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Monday through Friday.
With previous stops in Los Angeles, Washington, D.C., Boston and Atlanta, the toy collection will next head to Idaho in October.
by Stephanie Phillips, ChildFund special assistant
It's always inspiring to hear from ChildFund's long-term supporters. At ChildFund's Power to Play toy exhibit at the Denver Press Club, we were reminded once again of the rewards of child sponsorship.
Long-time donor Jean O'Toole from Fort Collins, Colo., has sponsored 19 children through ChildFund for more than 40 years. She summed up what she thought being a supporter was all about: "I am everybody who sponsors a child. I am a small brick in the bottom row of the foundation of ChildFund International. Without the bottom row you couldn't have the top of the pyramid," O'Toole said.
She also shared photo albums and scrapbooks from her years of sponsoring children around the world. O'Toole has kept every letter and picture she has received from her sponsored children—including the original ad that sparked her interest in the organization 40 years ago.
Eric Seversen, another long-time sponsor from Boulder, performed his song, "Power to Play," which he wrote to complement ChildFund's Power to Play video featuring children constructing toys for the exhibit.
Seversen's song is written as if though the eyes of the children who made the toys: All I have known is poverty and fear, but I could be a pilot, or a teacher or engineer! The power to play…
As Seversen's song ended, all eyes glanced over at the toys on the exhibit tables. Everyone knew that the children who had made the toys face the hardship of poverty every day. Children used their resilience and creativity to make toys to entertain themselves, develop their skills and persevere through life.
The Power of Play exhibit acknowledges children's struggle and celebrates their achievements.


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Welcome to our latest edition of Carlisle Focus. Nearly a year on from the devastating floods there is still funding available to make properties more flood resilient - don't miss out on the opportunity to apply.
In this edition, we also have an update on work to make Carlisle more resilient and advice on how to be winter ready.
The Old Fire Station reopened this autumn and has a packed programme to suit all tastes. Visit their website - oldfirestation.carlisle.city - for the full listing.
As part of the build up to the festive season, we have also included a summary of our Christmas events. This year's programme includes a Carlisle Christmas Market made up of local traders. It will be held over five days and will also coincide with Small Business Saturday. Please come along and support local businesses.
A winter wonderland marquee, with a grotto and other family activities, will be the base for our Santa, Snow and Sparkles event. It is set to be a great addition to our festive programme. There is lots planned and we hope you can join in the fun.
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April 13
I was walking down the street when a storm came over head.Donald went inside to watch the news.The news said it was just a small thunderstorm.
April 15
I was walking down my driveway when a homeless man said the world is going to end.When he said that I did not listen to him but I should have.
April 20
I was watching the news for who the president was going to be Donald Clinton was winning.When a man came on a said a bad storm has happened in Los Angeles.
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The Cadillac people insist that they're impatient for results. They should be.
Cadillac has been in its renaissance stage for a decade now - two lifetimes in the car business. The Cadillacs of today are certainly light years beyond the lumpy, bland, uninspired rides of the late 1990s and early 2000s. But Cadillac remains a work in progress, a promise, an idea of what General Motors' premium brand should and could be.
As I see it, Cadillac's biggest hurdle is perception - and perception is keeping potential buyers from even test driving the new Cadillacs. There is also a problem with dealerships in Canada. Without a stand-alone Canadian dealer body, one the likes of Audi, Lexus, Infiniti, BMW, Mercedes-Benz and so on, Cadillac is a second-tier premium brand.
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Here's the shame of it: the new Caddies have plenty about which to shout. Take this 2010 Cadillac CTS Sport Wagon ($44,325-$53,790). We're talking a wagon version of the CTS sedan. Nearly identical mechanically, though the wagon design puts your head on a swivel when it appears.
Caddy's design language seems to work better in the CTS wagon than the sedan. Visual signatures: a raised roof and a rear end with tall taillights designed to be 21st century tailfins. Then there are the fat rear roof pillars and the clean, unbroken roofline. Caddy designers seemed to have also mastered the crisp fenders and sharp hood creases. All that, yet the record shows that from the rear door forward all the body panels are the same, sedan and wagon.
Why Cadillac took forever to nail a wagon version of the CTS will always be an unanswered mystery. Obviously the designers had the talent. And the concept really does seem like a simple enough proposition. The Europeans have happily spun off wagon versions of Audis and BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes, filling out the lineup and giving buyers more choices. Not Caddy, not until now.
But that's ancient history. Let's move on to talk about the best versions of the car itself. They use GM's 3.6-litre V-6 (304 horsepower) teamed with a six-speed automatic transmission. I like this engine. It makes a lusty rumble when spurred, and then delivers the goods with strong get-aways. The six-speed does the job, but I'd like even tighter, smoother shifts. GM keeps working on the shift programming for its six-speed autoboxes, so the corporation is paying attention and learning.
Now, I did say versions, correct? The lineup includes both rear- and all-wheel-drive, and the base models have a 3.0-litre, 270-hp V-6. Get the bigger, better, more interesting, more responsive 3.6. It should put a grin on you, ear-to-ear.
You'll surely like the cabin, too - aside from the intrusive front centre console. Let's get the bad stuff out of the way. Your knee, the right driver's knee, will surely bang it from time to time. Same story for the passenger's left knee. If you do, you'll accidentally activate optional seat-temperature controls.
Second opinion: Brash and bold, it's a practical alternative to gas-guzzling SUVs
Other than that, Caddy's interior designers have proven a match for the exterior people. Start with the dashboard. The look is modern and elegant, with real analog gauges in the instrument cluster. The big speedometer and tachometer tell the performance tale, and then there are useful gauges for oil pressure, coolant temperature and fuel level. All very useful, yet also visually entertaining. Want to know more? Use the digital info readout for the numbers on tire pressure at each corner and to learn other tidbits.
The practical, sensible stuff is all there, too. In particular, I'm talking about a clever cargo area with multiple configurations and tie-down points.
In back, well, chunky types might start thinking about Weight Watchers. Yes, it's a little tight. Cadillac omitted a head restraint for the middle rear seat, in perhaps a tacit admission that this car is for four passengers, not five.
Cadillac seems to have taken some time on the details, too. The exposed stitching of the leather coverings evoke sportiness and there is no need to crack the owner's manual to figure out how to work all the switches and knobs. The front seats are padded just right for long stretches of travel.
You'll be tempted to keep driving, in fact. This Caddy starts, stops and corners in serious ways. GM's engineers feel they nailed the chassis with the first CTS years ago. It's just better tuned now.
What could be improved is rear visibility. Those voluptuous roof pillars look sexy, but they mean your view backward is through tiny windows. The optional rearview camera is one answer. And Caddy should find a way to enhance stowage for the driver and front passenger. Just where exactly would someone put a Blackberry - where is the handy place for it?
So, unanswered questions remain for Cadillac, though the big ideas behind the marque seem clear enough here.
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25. Together Again
"Alright, that's it! I've heard enough of your sighing, Missy!" Firious wagged a grouchy, sausage finger towards the princess as the group arrived at their seventh peddler's booth that morning. "You've been sniveling ever since we set foot in town, and I'll tell you, it's getting under my skin! How am I supposed to concentrate on our inventory checklist with you boo-hooing all the time?"
Hataru grimaced, "I'm sorry, Firious."
"Not as sorry as I am!"
"It's just that… being in this place… it's very nostalgic for me, especially at this time of the year, with the Marcelia Day Festival and all. Plus, I'm worried about Zeph─ "
"Well, why don't you and your 'nostalgia' go someplace else, so I can do my job, hmmm?" the old sky pirate barked.
"I ─ alright. I'm sorry." Hataru sighed again, making him cringe. Once again feeling useless, she studied the familiar hue of the chestnut soil beneath her feet as she walked over to join Antenor and the two other crewmen who had come along.
"Ignore him, my dear. He's just upset about the costs of all the repairs from the Kresreb incident," the kind, old man chuckled gently. "Here's something to cheer you up," he handed her a small pouch. "The Captain asked me to give this to you, in case you saw anything that took your fancy."
"What is it?" Curious as a cat, she peered inside to find twenty pieces of gold smiling back up at her. "Oh, no, I… I couldn't! I don't need anything, really. I'm perfectly fine!"
"Aww, don't worry, Miss! The Captain just want's to make sure you're happy," chimed a gangly, unshaven fellow with a rosy nose and tousled, dirt brown hair topped with a tattered hat. "That's how he expresses his emotions, you see; he gives people presents. Right, Cedy?"
Cedy, a round man with chocolate skin and a dark pencil mustache, smiled reminiscently, "Yeah, I remember, when he was… oh… fourteen or so, he sliced my hand open by accident during one of our 'sword-n-claw' lessons, as we called 'em. The young captain bought a special ointment for my wound the very next day, and he completed all my daily chores until it healed. I can still see him swabbing those decks as if he weren't the captain's son, just like an ordinary airman."
"So he's a gift-giver," she mumbled, unconsciously fingering her sapphire ring, "that actually explains a lot."
While the captain and his first mate finished gathering supplies for the ship, the tetrad of shoppers continued along, goggling the interesting local ornamentation. Navy blue banners garnished with the country's iconic emblem ─ a nobel wolf standing guard over its people, ready to leap to their defence at a moment's notice ─ waved from every visible balcony. Festiv baskets filled with cerulean flowers embellished every lamp post on the street, and every wall was plastered with eye-catching posters advertising the annual Marcelia Day parade; not a single square inch of municipal property lacked at least a small trace of patriotic jubilee. A few blocks down the street to their left, a children's choir robed in uniforms, embroidered with the gallant lupine hound, belted out their allegiance in perfect harmony. In the opposite direction, a boisterous band of aged men made merry with their instruments while their wives danced playfully to the upbeat tunes. Even the majority of the shops held holiday sales and displayed trinkets of all sorts, gilded with national symbols.
Gazing at a glass case of golden pocket watches engraved with the Marcelian canine, Hataru looked up at the thin, stubble-chinned man, her eyes wide with alarm, her cheeks bright red, "I can't believe this!"
"What's that, Miss? Is something wrong?"
"I just realized I don't know your name, which is rather embarrassing since we've been living on the same ship for almost two weeks now."
"Nah! Don't worry too much, Miss! This fellow right here," he gestured to Cedy, "hardly knows his own name, most of the time. Don't you, Cedy?"
"That's not true! My name is… uh…" Hataru tried hard to suppress her snickers.
"See what I mean, Miss? Nothing for you to worry about! But I'll tell you, his name is─"
"Just wait! Gimme a minute, would you?" whined the gargantuan.
"Cedy, you've been given a whole lifetime to remember it, and you still can't! What do you think one minute'll do for you?"
"I… I dunno…"
"That's what I thought, you old lummox, you. What would you do without me?" he jocularly clouted his friend's arm.
"This!" Cedy swung back, full force, barely missing the lanky man's noggin as he ducked to avoid the exuberant blow.
"Oh, ho, ho! Is that so? And what if I did this?" The smaller man charged forward, his arms open wide for a tackle. This maneuver failed, however, when Cedy merely blocked his advance with the palm of his hefty hand.
"I'd do this!" Their playful banter and wrestling continued, creating a rumpus of commotion worse than a herd of cattle in a porcelain shop. At one point, Cedy shoved his chum back against the glass display cases of wolf-embossed time-telling devices, which Antenor, who had still been studying its contents, was forced to prevent it from shattering on the ground. Of course, this evoked quite an outburst from the pot-bellied shop owner, who sharply began roaring at the buffoons tumbling around his booth. The woman whom the merchant had been assisting stared aghast at their obscenity and quickly ushered her children away from the scene, much to the peddler's dismay.
During her travels on the Jupiter's Revenge, Hataru had grown accustomed to the rough housing of Levi's men. She'd bewilderedly watch them pound, pummel, whack, and wallop each other in all hours of the day. Nothing that these two men before her were practicing was new to her eyes. However, this was not the Jupiter's Revenge nor the place to be behaving like clowns, and Hataru was not going to stand for it.
"Gentlemen?" she asked quizzically. No reaction. "Excuse me?" Still, no reaction. "GENTLEMEN!" she spat with the venom of a viperess. Immediately, the ruckus ceased as all four men within the tent stared bulge-eyed at her. The princess looked down at the two crewmen grappling at her feet, her eyes filled with disillusion. Both men gulped when she cocked her head and smiled sadly. "You still haven't told me your names, you know?"
"Oh… ah," the angular man choked. Jumping to his feet, he removed his hat and took a deep, stiff bow, "Kurt Emmet, at your service, Miss! And this here," he gestured to Cedy, who was attempting to mimic his friend, "is Cedric Gallagher."
Her smile brightened and her warmth returned, "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Emmet and Mr. Gallagher. Captain Levi should be done with his shopping by now, don't you think? Shall we go find him?"
"Ah… right away, Miss!" they stuttered together.
Facing the peeved peddler, Hataru apologized, "I apologize on behalf of my friend, here. I'll buy one of your lovely baubles to compensate for their unruly disruption."
The merchant, too, was caught off guard by her surge of sincerity. "Of… Of course, ma'am. Take your pick."
As graceful as the princess she was, the beautiful young woman perused the showcases lined along the counter until a certain silver compass caught her eye. "That one." she beamed and handed the man sixteen gold coins. Head held high, Hataru exited the tent with her spirits reignited to their usual fervor. "Come on, boys, let's go find your captain."
After thirteen minutes of weaving in and out of the masses of festival-goers, the princess' worries began creeping up her back like a horde of giant, hairy arachnids. "Where could he be hiding?" she mumbled as she craned her neck to peer around a man cavorting through the crowd atop a pair of brilliant blue stilts.
"Finding a man with long, silver hair, one golden eye, and one metal claw is a lot harder than it looks," Kurt explained, "isn't it, Cedy? Do you remember the time we all went searching for him in that dark forest?"
"As if I could forget! That was one of the most frightening days of my life. And then when we found him... and all the blood... oh, I can't even imagine what his father was feeling…"
"If we had only caught that darn bear! I would've skinned its hide and used it as a throw rug, and then, when it got dirty from everyone wiping their muddy shoes on it, we could've all had a field day beating the dust out of it with a stick!"
"Nah... seeing that thing would have scared the young captain half to death!"
"What would have scared me?" a familiar voice interjected from behind. There he stood with all the glory of the dawn, the morning sun kissing his moonlight hair like a lover's embrace, the phenomenal Captain Levi Spry.
"Oh!" the spindly man jumped, "Nothing at all, Captain! Nothing at all!"
Without missing a beat, his trademark smirk of mischief spreading across his face, Levi cocked back his head, "So where are the four of you off to?"
"Looking for you, Captain," Antenor reported.
"Well, you've found me!" he laughed, "Firious wanted to check over a few more items, so I let him be. You know how he gets. Mind if I join your little party?"
"Of course not, Captain. We've just been meandering about, seeing the sights."
"Sounds exciting!" Together, the group moved onward, navigating the crowded street as if they were explorers seeking the treasures of a new world. Minutes turned into hours as they passed fountain pens filled with squid ink, two-headed snake skeletons, and mechanical pet parrots among many other interesting artifacts.
While the others inspected a barrel of exotic jumping beans with fascination, Captain Levi took the chance to cautiously approach the princess as she sorted through a variety of silk handkerchiefs. He bit his lip, wondering if she would shy away from him again, as she had been doing for the past week. "Ah... Hi, Hataru" he chirped, his voice an octave higher than usual.
"Hello, Levi." Her radiant smile held the splendor of the sun, desiccating the tears of dismal storm clouds.
"Woah!" the melodramatic man grabbed at his heart and pretended to stumble backward, feigned astonishment smeared across his face. Then, as if he had spotted an abnormality, he leaned in closer to study her face, "Hey, have your teeth always been that white?"
"What?" she giggled, "I suppose so..."
"Oh, I must have forgotten, since I haven't seen them in a while."
Nodding her head in apology, "Yes, please forgive me. I haven't been a very good guest have I?"
"Well, I haven't been the best of hosts, either," he shrugged and offered her his left hand, "Call it even?"
Hataru held up a finger, "Hold on." She walked over to a merchant and exchanged two more of her coins for a cobalt kerchief. When she returned, she handed it to him, "Here, now we're even."
"What's this?" He looked at the blue bundle in his hand.
"Open it up, and see!" Intrigued, he unfurled the soft fabric. "I heard that you enjoy giving gifts, so… I thought you might like receiving them, too."
"Wow," he breathed. In his hands rested the silver compass she had purchased earlier, shining with august majesty. The attention to detail on the compass' cover, plated with precious metals, would impress even the greatest of artists, depicting the lifelike profile of a silver grizzly with solemn, gilded eyes that stared unblinkingly at the captain, twinkling with a sense of wisdom and understanding. "Hataru, this is beautiful! … but… I can't accept it."
"Ah, but, Levi, you must!" she retorted accusingly, conspicuously fiddling with the ring dangling at her collar bone.
The captain raised his hands in surrender, flashing her his quirky grin, "As you wish, Princess," and fastened the compass to his belt and tied the kerchief around his head. The quintet soon continued on, wandering the streets to see what they could see. When they entered the provender district, the smell of baking delights invaded their nostrils like an enemy army on a raid, and all five of their stomachs erupted with loud, growling pleas for aid in fending off the savage attack of hunger.
"Alright, friends," Levi snickered, "go fill your stomachs!"
Grinning from cheek to cheek, Kurt and Cedric glanced at one another then scampered away screaming something along the line of, "Pork chops and toffee!"
Antenor shook his head, "I don't know where they get all that energy. Levi, what do you─" he sniffed the air, "Is that bacon? I… I'll be right back…" and then the old man disappeared into the crowd as well.
The princess and the pirate dissolved into a fit of laughter. "Your men sure are… compelling," she wheezed, clutching her stomach.
"Ha! I think you mean compulsive." He rested a hand on her shoulder, "Now, my fair lady, tell me, might there be any 'tastes of home' that you are craving?"
She took a one-eighty view of the many delicacies of her hometown, "Um…" Her eyes locked on a baker's table at the end of the street, "I know just the place!" Taking him by the hand, she flew through the throng of people. "Back when I was young, when my mother first became ill, we sold one of her famous dessert recipes to a baker's wife in order to pay for her medication. I wonder if they still use it? I'd sure love to taste my mother's cooking again."
The baker's table stood grandly before them moments later, decorated with more desserts than Levi could name and enough sugar to give a man diabetes by just looking at it. Decorative cups of chocolate fluff and tiny, pink cakes topped with raspberries graced the booth alongside apples impaled upon wooden sticks and encased in a thick, red candy coating. An assortment of miniature pies and cookies also made their debut with style. The sight of the display made Levi's mouth water and his teeth ache at the same time.
"Excuse me, ma'am," Hataru asked the portly woman behind the table, "do you have any of your strawberry shortcakes left?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, dear," the woman cooed, "Just sold the last one to a little boy a few moments ago, I did. Come by my husband's bakery tomorrow, and I'll make sure we have some more!"
Like a delicate flower cut at the stem by the florist's sharp blades of death, the princess drooped. "Is that so? In that case, I think I'll have one of those peanut butter cookies. They were my father's favorite."
"Alright, and for you, sir?" the corpulent woman's flesh jiggled when she turned to Levi.
"Ah, the same for me please." He traded her the payment for the bag of cookies. Handing one to the princess, the pirate sympathised, "I'm sorry they didn't have what you were looking for. We can stay till tomorrow if you'd like, anything to make you happy."
"Oh, no, Captain. I'll be fine. I don't want to make all your men wait for me. Thank you, tho─OH!" Hataru walked straight into a man's muscular back. "I'm so sorry, sir! I wasn't looking where I was going! I… I… I know you!"
Drawing the attention of a gaggle of gossips in the street with his lofty stature and striking features, the man stood erect with a look of amazement equal to that of the princess. His auburn hair, feathering out like a regal crown atop his head, was collected in a spruce ponytail at the nape of his neck, accentuating his warm, brown irises. Though she was certain she had never seen his face before, a voice of recollection told her that she had, maybe years ago or maybe in a dream. However, it was not this hint of familiarity that revealed his identity to her, but his dapper blue jacket trimmed with gold. "Prince Tarin, is that you?"
The prince flashed her a tantalizing smile, causing many of the whispering maidens ogling him from a distance to keel over. "Why, if it isn't the beautiful miss I met atop the mountain! I take it that you're doing well?"
Hataru dipped into a low curtsey, "Yes, thank you, your highness."
"What brings you to Habar?"
"I could ask you the same thing," she quipped, recalling their last conversation.
"No, no, no," he waved his finger in jest, "I asked first, so you have to answer this time! But for the record, we are in my country, you know."
"Oh, right. How could I forget... Well… I," her tongue was tied in more knots than a ball of yarn at the mercy of a rowdy kitten, "I... grew up here, in Habar, actually, but I… I've recently been… traveling with─"
"With me," taking a step closer to the princess, Levi gave the prince a one-eyed glare, "as a ward on my ship."
"Oh, yes!" Hataru concurred, "This is Captain Levi Spry. He's been very good to me during our travels together. Captain Levi, this is Prince Tarin Vallor of Marcelia."
"Yes, yes. You were the chap dueling The Black and White Assassin, weren't you?" Tarin exclaimed. "You put on quite a show! I must say I'm impressed. He almost got the better of you, though, didn't he? You're lucky I was there to help." The prince's ego raked unintentionally sharp claws across the captain's pride. A silent growl rumbled in the pirate's throat as his glare intensified, but he was cut off before any spiteful words could escape his lips.
"That must have been the best toffee I've ever tasted. Don't you think so, Cedy?" Kurt and Cedric bursted into the circle of acquaintances with Antenor not far behind.
"Yes, it went really well with my pork chops."
"Ah, but I'll bet it wasn't as good as my bacon! You boys haven't lived until you've tasted Marcelian Bacon!"
Tarin interjected, "He's right. Marcelian Bacon is world renowned. You have excellent taste, sir. Are these more friends of yours, Miss?" he asked the princess. Hataru nodded and introduced them one by one. The prince smiled, "Pleased to meet you all. I'm glad you are enjoying the Marcelia Day Festival!"
Shouts of surprise and irritation from the masses announced the arrival of another acquaintance of the princess as he frantically barrelled through the crowds. "Levi!" Firious squeezed between two swooning, prince-crazy girls who yelped in alarm. "Levi, we've got trouble! Look at this!" He waved a sun-bleached leaf of paper in the captain's face.
Snatching it from his hands, Levi peered at the weather-worn parchment, and his already petulant demeanor grew more dour still. "This is not good," he sighed heavily.
Intrigued, Hataru and the others leaned in to see a highly detailed portrait of the distressed pirate's visage; all of his features were accurately portrayed ─ his nose, his chin, his hair, everything except his eye-patch, which was drawn on the wrong side. "By order of Chancellor Edric Raedwulf, chief justice of Habar," the princess read aloud, her voice cracking into nothing more than a whisper, "WANTED, dead or alive, Captain Levi Spry, for multiple accounts of theft and piracy across Marcelia. Reward: Two thousand dollars. Levi, what does this mean?"
"It means we need to get out of here before some squealing fink recognizes him!" the first mate grumbled.
"But... but why is he on a WANTED poster?"
"He's a pirate!" the Marcelian prince hissed, stepping between Levi and the princess. "Get behind me, Miss! You can never trust his kind." He reached for his sword, and the captain mirrored his movements. "You say she is your ward, sir? I'll bet you kidnapped her! Didn't you?"
"Wait! No!" Hataru put her hand on his shoulder, "He did not abduct me! In fact, he rescued me ─ multiple times! I've been traveling with him by choice!"
The prince ignored her protest, "I ought to turn you in right no─!"
"Prince Tarin! Your highness!" The blue-clad man was interrupted by a sharp, alarmed voice, "My Prince, trouble!" All heads turned to see a blue-clad woman slip out of the crowds, her fiery hair fluttering behind her.
"What is it, Elden?" Halting where she stood, she shifted her weight to one foot and folded her arms across her chest, glaring at him as a school teacher glares at a misbehaving pupil. "Err... What is it, Captain Sterling?"
"That's better," she muttered before continuing, "Your uncle has been alerted of your presence here, sire, and under your parents' instructions has issued a unit of his personal guards to escort you to his estate." Tarin groaned. "They came to search my ship about an hour ago, and, I swear, if they've broken anything, you're replacing it!
"Where are the guards now?"
"I had my men distract them so I could slip away to warn you, but they could be here any minute. You need to hide. Now." To prove her right, a squad of six buff men materialized out of the crowd only a few yards away and begin sifting through the floods of people, heading in the group's general direction.


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A sudden breakthrough lighten's Valorie's mood
'Mum, can I use the computer?'
'Oh, not now, Val, I've just woken up. Come and join me for a bit.'
Valorie perched on the end of her mum's bed. It was Saturday. The whole family usually had a lie-in on Saturdays. While she felt a little guilty for waking her mum up, she knew she had to snaffle the computer before her dad went off to play games on it, as he always did.
'How are you feeling?' Valorie asked.
'Oh, not too bad, sweetie,' she replied, sitting up in bed. Bit tired. Could probably do with a few more hours in bed. Don't wake your Dad, eh?'
'OK. Are you two on speaking terms again now?'
Mrs Morse laughed. 'Yeah, we're much better, thanks. He's secretive person sometimes, but we do love each other after all.'
'Are you glad you got married?'
'Every day. So, got any plans?'
'Just need to use the computer.'
Mrs Morse slithered back into the folds of her duvet. 'What for?'
'Emailing some friends,' Valorie lied.
'OK, go ahead then. See you in a bit.'
Valorie left her parents snuggled up in bed, and went to her dad's computer. She switched it on, put her hand over the speaker as the logon sound boomed out.
Valorie typed in 'Francophile namesakes'.
She waited for it to load. She logged into Thoughts.
Two more people had asked to join the group. She let them. Then, she waded through the hate messages – and finally found one that intrigued her.
I am a Wizarding person living in your area (checked the group info!). I have three powers, and one of them is technopathy. I have the ability to 'speak' to any computer (as long as we're introduced first, because computers are naturally distrusting). I think I can fix it so that the computer blocks all Mortals attempting to access the group. Maybe we can talk about it sometime?
Valorie checked who had sent the comment. He called himself 'Cakeordeath100'. His profile page was blank, but this was still excellent news.
She leapt off the computer and did a little dance, swaying from side to side, then jumping around, punching the air. This could mean an end to their problems with O'Hanlon.
Valorie turned off the computer. This was so fantastic. She felt so elated, jubilant, overjoyed…
Dare she?
Valorie concentrated, pulling herself out of her body. The room became a void. She whirled ecstatically, dipping and spinning through the air. She even had another crack at picking something up. Valorie did wobble and crash to the floor again, but it was OK. Nothing could spoil her mood now.
Valorie sprinted downstairs. Maybe she'd go for a bike ride. It had been ages since her last bike ride. Her old red bicycle was sitting in the garage, rusting up. She'd take it out for a spin today.
Sliding past the kitchen, she spied a pile of greasy pots. What the hell? Valorie rolled up her sleeves and washed up.
'Good grief,' Mr Morse said, coming downstairs. 'You're a bit proactive this morning. Has Mr Faulkner got swine flu or something?'
'Hi, Dad,' Valorie said cheerfully. 'How are you this morning?'
'Tired. I think the bags under my eyes are getting bigger. They're getting to be the size of those little beanie bags you used to juggle with.'
'No they're not Dad, you look fine.'
'Are you sure?' Mr Morse said.
'Yeah I'm sure. So, I'm in a good mood. Any jobs I can do for you today?'
Her father thought. 'That's nice of you, Val. Yeah, you could help me wash the car, hoover the seats, get rid of all the sweetie wrappers, you know. Is that OK?'
'Sure. Do you want a cup of tea?'
'I'd love one,' he said, looking pleasantly surprised.
The two had a brief friendly chat over breakfast, and then, just as they were finishing, Valorie's mobile phone vibrated.
She checked it. It was Charley, asking to meet her by the canal later. Unusual request – Charley never asked to meet Valorie anywhere other than his own house.
'Do you mind if I go for a walk by the canal later, Dad?'
'What, by yourself?'
'Is that OK?'
Mr Morse smiled. 'It's good to see you out getting some exercise, Val. It's a nice change. We'll do the car first; you can have your walk afterwards. I'll go and get dressed.'
Valorie watched her dad toddle up the stairs, and then replied to Charley's text. She texted 'Can be at the canal by two, is that OK?' Charley replied in the affirmative.
Valorie found both Charley and Eddie about halfway down the canal stretch. Valorie was slightly damp after a spontaneous sponge-fight with her dad, and she hadn't brushed her hair, but they didn't seem to mind.
'Hello Valorie,' Charley said, leaning against the bench Eddie was sitting on. 'Did you get any sleep?'
'Yeah, I did,' she replied. 'So, is anything the matter?'
'I just wanted to talk about, you know, things,' Charley said, 'and the house didn't seem a suitable venue. There's no telling when certain poncey Government Officials will invite themselves in.
'That's true.'
'Good news, by the way,' Charley beamed. 'I've bought a computer.'
Valorie grinned. 'Have you used it yet?'
'Oh well. Any other news?'
'Yes,' Eddie said, leaning forward to address her properly. 'As well as your people on Thoughts.com, I've managed to persuade three of my friends to support our cause.'
'That's good. Are they all Wizards?'
'Two of them are. I'm sure you'll get a chance to meet them sometime in the not-too-distant future.'
Valorie was excited. It would be a thrill to bring so many Wizards together. She'd never seen more than two in the same place. If only the Mortals were more understanding… if only Wizards felt free to share who they were with the world, without fear of maltreatment.
'Once we've found enough Wizards,' Valorie asked slowly, 'what do we do then?'
'I would have thought it was obvious,' Charley said. 'We're going to rally against the Governments Wizard Watch List.'
Charley thought. 'Probably something along the lines of petitioning, lengthy legal battles… you know, the usual.'
'But we're Wizards!' Valorie moaned. 'Why can't we just kick some Mortal butt?'
Charley snorted with laughter. Eddie sniggered.
'You want us to 'kick some Mortal butt'? We're trying to convince them what nice people we are – I don't think butt kicking is an option.'
Valorie had to agree. 'It would have been nice to maybe give O'Hanlon a boot up the bum.'
Charley took on a faraway expression. 'Yes.'
'Today we're going to work on your teleportation,' Charley yelled across to Valorie.
The three of them were standing at opposite ends of the canal. Valorie was on one side, a length of rope tied around her waist. The rope stretched across the canal to Charley and Eddie's side. They held the other end of the rope in their hands.
'Now, when you teleport, try and aim towards this side of the canal bank. We will help a little by pulling this end of the rope.'
'So that's what the rope is for?' Valorie yelled back.
'Yes, with the added bonus that if you don't teleport far enough and land in the canal, we can easily drag you out again.'
'That's reassuring,' Valorie bellowed.
'OK, count down from three, and then teleport. Can you do that?'
'I don't know, what do you think?' Valorie yelled, gesturing towards the rope.
'Count down now!'
Valorie felt the rope go taut, and then began to count aloud, staring across at Charley.
Valorie clenched her muscles, concentrating hard. She exploded outwards, felt herself rushing forward – too far forward. She shrieked and tried to stop.
Her body ground to a halt, and came crashing down on the edge of the railing at the other side of the bank.
Eddie and Charley squawked and pulled on the rope. Valorie lost her balance and fell off the railing, landing on the ground at Charley's feet.
'That was close,' Eddie gasped, breathing heavily in and out.
Valorie's face was within inches of Charley's open-toed sandals. She stood up.
'Urgh.' She leaned over, trying to feel normal again. She glanced up at Charley. 'How'd I do?'
'Not bad,' Charley said. He too was struggling to breathe normally. 'You can't expect perfection first time, but, Good God, that was dangerous.'
Charley thought for a few minutes. 'You've done well,' he said after a bit. 'I think we'll walk along to that bit where the railing's been torn out.'
They doubled back to the bridge – Valorie cross over to her side – and then walked along to find the spot Charley was talking about.
'Try it now.'
Valorie exploded. Again, she felt like she was rushing forwards far too fast. She tried to brake in midair, and only just caught the edge of the bank. Charley and Eddie pulled her over the edge to safety.
'Better,' Charley said. 'Much better.'
'I could do with something to eat,' Eddie said.
'So could I, if I'm honest,' Charley said. 'So, back to my place, is it?'


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Drain the canned clams over a measuring cup and reserve the juice. You will need 3 cups reserved juice in total, so add the 2 bottles of clam juice to make a total of 3 cups.
Add the bacon to the Dutch oven and saute long enough for the bacon to begin to render its fat but not begin to brown, about 3 minutes. Turn up the heat and add the garlic, celery, onions, thyme, bay leaf and some salt and pepper. Saute until tender and fragrant, 4 to 5 minutes. Add the flour and cook until pasty and blonde. Stir in the clam juice, and then add the potatoes. Bring to a simmer and cook until the potatoes are just tender, about 8 minutes.
Add the half-and-half and clams and cook for an additional 5 minutes. Season with the vinegar, hot sauce, Worcestershire sauce and salt and pepper. Serve with the snipped chives.
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Your middle finger. Usually refers to the one on the left hand so it can be displayed out the driver's side window to comment on another driver's behavior.
by andrew macnamee November 06, 2007
As opposed to the previous entry, this involves actually using a single finger to control the wheel, while you have the cell phone in the palm of your hand, and the other hand is either texting or dialing-- or seaching for the next song to play on the Ipod.
Johnny was using his driving finger to slip through traffic effortlessly, as he texted love notes constantly to his slut du jour.
by politicalsanity August 14, 2008
The vengeful act of crapping on a lover's chest while they sleep.Buy the plush


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Drug delivery methods for picky pets and why they matter
It's a huge issue. So big it fuels a sizable niche industry created specifically to meet the needs of pets who won't––or can't––tolerate drugs and supplements designed to treat and/or prevent their ills.
It's nearly every day we access our favorite compounding pharmacy's expertise in the formulation of new versions of the same-old drugs that line our shelves. After all, pets can be picky about what we put in their mouths or mix into their meals. (You would be too if you didn't understand why you needed to take that niacin, glucosamine or Centrum Silver on a daily basis.)
I hate taking pills. The physical act of downing the trio of tablets I take every day is an uncomfortable, abhorrent one for reasons I can't even explain. I just don't enjoy downing a glug of chalky solids. So why would our pets?
Some of us hide our pets' pills in foodstuffs or treats: cream cheese, peanut butter (chunky works best, IMO), ham, chicken breast, pill pockets, filet mignon... In vet school I even spent time devising a protocol for getting fish to take their Baytril (I soaked brine shrimp in 100mg/ml solution for 3-5 minutes). As veterinarians, we do whatever it takes to get the meds into our patients. And, yes, sometimes it takes a lot of trial and error.
Others switch to liquid meds (readily available through compounding pharmacies) hoping these will make all the difference. And sometimes they do. But more than anything else, what we all want is a cure that requires no daily discomfort, wriggling, stressing, in-the-towel-burrito-ing or the potential for biting, scratching or generalized inter-species strife.
It's for this reason we seek solutions requiring once-daily dosing (instead of two to three doses per day). It's why Pfizer's Convenia makes us jump for joy (one painless subcutaneous shot equals two weeks of antibiotic coverage). It's another reason we believe radioactive iodide treatments will always best methimazole for hyperthyroidism. It's why topical medications are so revered when they're found to work as effectively as the oral or injectable versions. And it's also what keeps compounding pharmacies in business.
It's hard to quantify, but we suspect that drug non-compliance as a result of an inability to administer meds is among the biggest drivers of poor clinical outcomes in veterinary medicine (if not the biggest). Then there's the issue of antibiotic resistance to deal with when antibiotics are started...found under the sofa...started again...spit out...repeat...
Given this setup, is it any wonder compounding pharmacies are finding veterinary medicine a lucrative place to invest their time and money?
But the take-home message here is not about building new businesses with our pet-dedicated dollars, it's more about meeting the needs of our pets with the willingness to make medications work through any means necessary.
Trouble is, clients don't always inform us when the meds aren't going down the gullet. Not every pet owner is educated enough about drug choices to know they can ask us for alternatives. And, truth be told, we don't always pointedly ask whether an unhappy outcome might be the result of poor drug compliance. (It just seems kind of rude to ask, you know?)
Now that you've read this, however, you know what you need to do. When your dog hides a tidy stack of tablets under the bed and your cat drools for hours after her pill, consider asking for another method. No one need suffer when so many other options are available.


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Stranger Magic: Charmed States and the Arabian Nightsby Marina Warner
Our foremost theorist of myth, fairytales, and folktales explores the magical realm of the imagination where carpets fly, objects speak, dreams reveal hidden truths, and genies grant prophetic wishes. Stranger Magic examines the wondrous tales of the Arabian Nights, their profound impact on the West, and the progressive exoticization of magic since the eighteenth century, when the first European translations appeared.
The Nights seized European readers' imaginations during the siècle des Lumières, inspiring imitations, spoofs, turqueries, extravaganzas, pantomimes, and mauresque tastes in dress and furniture. Writers from Voltaire to Goethe to Borges, filmmakers from Raoul Walsh on, and countless authors of children's books have adapted its stories. What gives these tales their enduring power to bring pleasure to readers and audiences? Their appeal, Marina Warner suggests, lies in how the stories' magic stimulates the creative activity of the imagination. Their popularity during the Enlightenment was no accident: dreams, projections, and fantasies are essential to making the leap beyond the frontiers of accepted knowledge into new scientific and literary spheres. The magical tradition, so long disavowed by Western rationality, underlies modernity's most characteristic developments, including the charmed states of brand-name luxury goods, paper money, and psychoanalytic dream interpretation.
In Warner's hands, the Nights reveal the underappreciated cultural exchanges between East and West, Islam and Christianity, and cast light on the magical underpinnings of contemporary experience, where mythical principles, as distinct from religious belief, enjoy growing acceptance. These tales meet the need for enchantment, in the safe guise of oriental costume.
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The Arabian Nights conjured an enchanted virtual world that could be safely entered and explored, accepted and naturalized by the Enlightenment and modern reader and writer precisely because they often unfold in an elsewhere that is different from the native habitat of Judaeo-Christian demons and eschatological visions. A homegrown practice of, and belief in, magic was set aside to be replaced by foreign magic – stranger magic, much easier to disown, or otherwise hold in intellectual and political quarantine.
The stories provide a stimulus to this legitimate – and hypocritical – pleasure. Powerful, fiendish enchanters appear in several of the tales to work their terrible will on their victims; in the book these characters are almost invariably magians, obdurate in their rejection of Islam. Their allegiance is to earlier gods, such as the Egyptian pantheon in half animal form, or Fire, as worshipped by the Zoroastrians from Persia. If ancient pagan Egypt with its Pharaonic mysteries and science throws a long shadow across the enchantments of the Nights, it is the magians of Persia who wield the most sinister and potent magic, as the romance of Hasan of Basra shows through the hero's relations with the implacable Bahram.
'The Tale of Hasan of Basra' is a raveled tapestry of a story, frame within frame, border within border, with knots and clusters and repeats of motifs; a performance of ebullient story-spinning fancy, an endlessly mobile picaresque romance, which increasingly breaks out into outbursts of verse and song that echo the erotic lyricism of the Song of Songs from the Bible. The tale is technically shorter than a sira, or romance of chivalry, and longer than a khabar, the equivalent of a fairy or folk tale. It combines many other literary modes: the travel yarn, a moral lesson in the conduct of wives, a recognition tale about parents separated from beloved children, and a romance of initiation.
The story also presents strands which the more famous 'Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp' picks up and winds into a different overall pattern: the lazy, disobedient boy who brings nothing but grief to his widowed mother, and the stranger magician who uses the boy for his own purposes and abandons him to die when he does not comply. Interestingly, Borges, in one of his passionate essays about the Arabian Nights, recounts De Quincey writing that his favorite moment in the book took place in 'Aladdin', when the evil magician, looking for the boy who will help him obtain the lamp, puts his ear to the ground and hears, from the other side of the world in China, the footfalls of Aladdin and recognizes that he must be the one.
Borges, having looked in vain for this scene in 'Aladdin', takes it for a marvelous example of an ideal response to the Nights, in which the reader or listener's fancy plays freely with the material. It is indeed an illustration of creative reading as advocated by Borges, but it does also suggest that De Quincey had read another story of fated pursuit from the Nights, for his memory echoes the scene when Bahram cries out to Hasan, 'It's been years that I've been looking for you and now I have you.'
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Northern Gallery for Contemporary Art
Northern Gallery for Contemporary Art presents changing exhibitions of new work by emerging and established artists from the UK and abroad, bringing key new works of art of our time to new audiences. The gallery runs a programme of talks, tours, education activities, workshops and artists residencies, providing a range of different opportunities for people to engage with the visual arts in an imaginative and inspiring way.
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NGCA is working to create a new collection of contemporary art, in partnership with National Glass Centre, with the support of University of Sunderland, Arts Council England, Sunderland City Council and other partners.
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A Scientific Encounter: On Interobjectivity
- 20 April — 24 May 2017 *on now
At Montpellier University medieval medical libraries: 2 rue de l'École de Médecine, 34000 Montpellier
Artists: Murray Ballard, Baccio Bandinelli, Irene Brown, Keith Brown, Daniel Brown, Jan Breughel, Annibale Carracci, Bettina Dittlmann, Elpida Hazdi-Vasileva, Nadia Lichtig, Rosalind McLachlan, Kelly Richardson, Richard Talbot, Giovanni Battista Tiepolo, Wolfgang Weileder
"Art is something that seemingly lets us see the 'impossible depth of objects' ".
Graham Harman, (2005) Guerilla Metaphysics, Peru IK: Open Court, p105
This exhibition of international artists from Germany, France, Canada, Macedonia and the UK examines how we see the world through objects, and how objects act upon us. The show takes the anthropologist of science Bruno Latour's idea of how objects interact and act on the world as its starting point – an idea he has labelled "interobjectivity".
The exhibition is staged in the historic buildings of Montpellier University's original libraries, and draws on three hundred years of collecting by the institution. Montpellier was one of the first universities in the world to pioneer modern medical sciences, and this exhibition pairs eleven artists with objects from its extraordinary collections of early-modern medical artefacts, natural history collections – and European Old Master drawings. Accordingly the exhibition provides a unique chance to view seldom-seen works by some of the most celebrated artists of all time, including Breughel and Tiepolo. The result is an experiment in what anthropologist Arjun Appadurai has called "the social lives of objects". It includes, for example, one of the very first independent drawings of landscape by Annibale Carracci, shown alongside a photorealist image of an imagined future landscape, covered with four billion computer-created crystals, sculpted digitally: one for every alternate species on the planet.
Created in partnership with Montpellier University, Newcastle University, Ecole Supérieure des Beaux-Arts de Montpellier Agglomération, and La Panacée: Centre de culture contemporaine, Montpellier.
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Northern Gallery for Contemporary Art is currently relocating to the University of Sunderland, where we will open a new gallery space in 2017.
During this time we are hosting a series of off-site events and exhibitions across North-East England and further afield. Please see the exhibitions page of our website for details: www.ngca.co.uk
We are also working to create a new collection of contemporary art, in partnership with National Glass Centre, with the support of University of Sunderland, Arts Council England, Sunderland City Council and other partners.
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The prevalence of obesity has increased markedly in recent years, and obesity is now considered an epidemic in the US. Obesity and its related metabolic abnormalities contribute significantly to cardiovascular disease, and excess weight is a risk factor for multiple disease outcomes, including cancer. The purpose of this issue is to heighten the awareness of primary care physicians regarding the obesity epidemic and its long-term effects on health and on minorities and children, and to present prevention strategies and interventions.
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On Thu, 2008-08-21 at 16:19 +1000, David Crossley wrote: ... > I found the problem. It was the Cocoon configuration file. > > In my working setup, i had kept our old configuration > by copying the content of our main/webapp/WEB-INF/xconf/forrest-core.xconf > into main/webapp/WEB-INF/cocoon.xconf (see FOR-955). > > In your setup, i am not clear where you got the content from. > Perhaps it was direct from the Cocoon-2.1 cocoon.xconf file > or from its build/webapp/WEB-INF/cocoon.xconf which is produced > after processing block configurations. Hmm, I thought that I did exactly this (copying the content from our forrest-core.xconf). > > So it has some different parameters to ours, e.g. > the "catalog" parameter for "entity-resolver". > Hence the error described above. Thanks very much to find the cause of the problem and fix it. > It also uses the "Cocoon properties" system to set some values, e.g. > <parameter name="freememory" value="${store-janitor.freememory}"/> > In the Cocoon-2.1 SVN those values come from > src/webapp/WEB-INF/properties/core.properties > A while ago i added that ability to Forrest (FOR-917) > so we should now be able to set up something similar. > I do not understand I can find main/webapp/WEB-INF/properties/core.properties but there is no store-janitor.freememory property in this file. If I understand correctly we should move this property (and I guess other as well) to this properties file, right? > I will work on this aspect of our upgrade. > It is a big task. We need to find some way to make > it easy to keep the configuration synchronised with > that at Cocoon-2.1 and its blocks config, each time > we upgrade our packaged Cocoon. In lenya there is a cocoon as svn:external that are used every time you build. There we are patching the default cocoon files like <!-- Patch cocoon.xconf --> <property name="patch.webapp" value="true"/> <xpatch file="${build.webapp}/WEB-INF/cocoon.xconf" srcdir="${build.patch}/cocoon-xconf" includes="prepare/*.xconf" addComments="true"/> <xpatch file="${build.webapp}/WEB-INF/cocoon.xconf" srcdir="${build.patch}/cocoon-xconf" includes="**/*.xconf" excludes="prepare/*.xconf" addComments="false"/> Something similar may work for us when we update. The best would be to use ant to do the update process for us. I will try to bring back forrest site since that is failing: * [1/0] [0/0] 1.203s 0b linkmap.html org.apache.cocoon.sitemap.PatternException: Cannot get variable 'plugin.xmap.output' in expression '{lm:plugin.xmap.output}' at org.apache.cocoon.components.treeprocessor.variables.PreparedVariableResolver.processModule(PreparedVariableResolver.java:262) at org.apache.cocoon.components.treeprocessor.variables.PreparedVariableResolver.resolve(PreparedVariableResolver.java:209) in forrest run that is no problem. salu2 > > -David -- Thorsten Scherler thorsten.at.apache.org Open Source Java consulting, training and solutions
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RENEE MONTAGNE, host:
And we have news this morning that the CEO of NPR has been ousted. Vivian Schiller's departure follows an undercover video sting of NPR's former top fundraiser set up by a conservative activist.
The videotape of NPR money-raiser Ron Schiller - no relation - was made public yesterday. It shows him disparaging conservative groups during what he thought was a fundraising lunch with two people purporting to be from a Muslim group eager to contribute to public radio. In the videotape Ron Schiller slammed Tea Party activists, calling them xenophobic and racist. He said that NPR would be better off without any federal funding, though he did add that small stations would suffer.
This sting comes after CEO Vivian Schiller faced criticism for the dismissal last fall of news analyst Juan Williams. A statement released today by NPR's board of directors said Vivian Schiller's resignation, quote, "was accepted." But media correspondent David Folkenflik has learned she was forced out, and he joins us now.
And David, it's all over the Web, but for those who might not have seen it, tell us just a little bit more about the Ron Schiller video.
DAVID FOLKENFLIK: Well, the video was produced by a conservative activist, a young man James O'Keefe III - he, you may recall, targeted ACORN and in fact brought that community service group down. He also targeted Democratic Senator Mary Landreau and CNN and other groups that he has felt have a liberal agenda. In this case he was taping NPR's fundraisers. They were seemingly pandering to a couple of guys who presented themselves, as you said, as Muslim donors, and in fact he captured Mr. Schiller on tape making disparaging remarks about conservatives and about Tea Party elements.
I think it's important to mention, as you did in your introduction a moment ago, that of course all of this happens against a backdrop, and there are two kinds of backdrops. One is the dismissal of Juan Williams for which Vivian Schiller came in for a lot of criticism, and then former news chief Ellen Weiss ultimately lost her job.
But also the larger backdrop of federal funding, and in fact those same conservatives and Tea Party activists whom Schiller criticized have been leading the charge on Capitol Hill against public broadcasting.
MONTAGNE: Well, take us there then. What impact might this have on federal funding? Because obviously that's one of the things that Ron Schiller has said NPR could do without.
FOLKENFLIK: Well, calls for public broadcasting to lose all federal support have intensified from conservatives on Capitol Hill. Democrats have typically been more supportive. But those moderate Republicans who historically have been supportive are fewer in number up there. Republicans on the Senate side have also started to say this is time - at a time of budget deficits that are soaring, we can't afford the 400-plus million dollars a year given to the public broadcasting system.
It's a tenuous time. It clearly played into the thinking of the board. I spoke to board chairman Dave Edwards just a few minutes ago and, you know, he said that it was clear to the board that Vivian Schiller was perhaps not the best person to making that - the argument for public broadcasting at this time.
MONTAGNE: So what is next?
FOLKENFLIK: Well, right now they've named our chief lawyer, Joyce Slocum, as our interim CEO, and they're conducting another national search yet again.
MONTAGNE: David, thank you very much.
FOLKENFLIK: You bet.
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London, Apr 4: Agatha Christie, the much-loved author of more than 80 mysteries, suffered from undiagnosed dementia, claim scientists.
According to academics at the University of Toronto, an in-depth analysis of Christie's novels suggests that she was suffering from Alzheimer's disease, The Daily Express reported.
To reach the probable conclusion, researchers studied a selection of Christie's novels written between the ages of 28 and 82, counting the numbers of different words, indefinite nouns and phrases used in each.
They found a 15 to 30 per cent decline in her vocabulary in her last novels, and a marked increase in repetitions.
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Lovers' Dice: A Ghost Story
He lays chase to her, as he always has and as he always will.
That his methods have become less passive is merely a product of the changing times, of the advancing years. Patience, once an unwavering virtue, has been stretched and worn until it is as thin and transparent as the rags he is clothed in. Put to the sea, he rides it as though at his back is the devil, himself.
When he hears the shout from the main truck that the Vingança is again in sight, he feels relief such that he wishes he could still weep for it. Just the knowledge that they draw near is enough to lighten his burden. It has been too long since he last laid eyes on her sails -- blood-red in colour and mottled dark with age and the continuous, destructive labor of the sea. His own sloop is none so impressive, its ragged sails giving poor chase. But with the wind pushing hard and his luck holding strong, he can catch her, just.
The pirate captain of the Vingança waits for him on deck. She is still beautiful, he thinks, though reduced beyond boyish thinness and marred by the tarnished hook where her left hand once was. She wears knee breeches and a man's shirt, near entirely undone, and her feet are bare and filthy. There are beads knotted into her overgrown hair, new since their last meeting; he wonders who strung them there and what their significance might be.
He does not ask, even when he hears an echo of laughter that, though it belongs not to her, is familiar.
"I have found you, again," he says, gravely, "and, again, I challenge you."
"Name your wager," says she.
"Your freedom," he says, as he always does, "from my presence on this vessel. The freedom to run again. The freedom to go where you will."
Her lips thin at this and, when she smiles, the skull-like recession of her gums reminds him that they are nothing more than ossein, and that the gravamen of the sea has turned them into this.
"And you?" he asks.
"My hand," she states, as she always does, pulling the pouch which holds the shrunken and shriveled artifact from around her neck, "which I promised to you, long ago, and which you tried to take for your own when I broke that trust."
The wager is set. The game has begun.
When they shake their cups and slam them down, the noise seems to echo around him, though how he is not sure. Like so many things, when at sea, sound does not return to its sender.
He tips the cup so only he can see the dice beneath; there are three ones and two fives.
He does not look up at her when he says, "One five."
"Two fives," she returns.
"Three ones." He looks at her, then; her cup is untouched; she has not looked at the way the dice have fallen beneath it.
"Four ones," she says, her voice keening, soft with longing. She stares at a point in the distance to her left. It is away from him, which he knows is the only place she wishes to be.
"Five ones," he returns, and it is bitter.
She brings her gaze back to him then. "Six ones."
"Seven ones." He hardly recognizes the face that is tilted toward him.
Her eyes turned black as the darkest depths of the sea, she says, "Eight ones."
"Liar," he hisses. "Liar!"
There is a moment when he is sure he has finally won, that he will finally have what he wants more than anything else. More than life. More than death. More than laughter or comfort or the sweet reprieve of oblivion. For that moment he is sure that he will possess her. But it is just a moment, and the moment passes.
With lips stretched tight against too prominent teeth, her smile is of triumph, vindication and, as always, superiority. She lifts her cup to show five dice, all sides flipped to the one.
Eight ones. The pirate captain of the Vingança is no liar.
"Give up," she whispers, as she always does. "Don't keep on. It's hopeless for you. It always has been."
Her words are well-meaning, for, in the moment of his defeat, she pities him. But it is that there is a part of her that still frets when the inevitability of the chase torments him, which keeps him on. That will keep him on forever and always.
He returns to his sloop, defeated again, defeated as always. The ships, no longer connected, pull away from each other.
He watches the Vingança as it flees.
When it has disappeared into the mist, he opens his compass again. It whirls and clacks and spins before landing upon a new heading – directionless and, indeed, nameless, save for Want.


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Vid Of The Day: Neeson Season
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Wow, so the last couple of months were a whirlwind of unexpected events and emotional roller coaters rides when Josanne Cassar and I embarked on a very exciting journey together. Within just a very short time frame we gave "birth", so to speak, to our very first own publication called WEDDINGDAY magazine. I cannot thank enough all the people who were involved and helped us on our way to get the first issue published. THANK YOU!
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We also celebrated our launch officially on the 8th of February at THE VILLA, St. Julian's. It was wonderful to meet so many industry professionals and be surrounded by family and friends.
Here just a peek.
We are very excited for the upcoming issues and have many great ideas that we hope inspire many couples for their own WEDDINGDAY. We would love to hear from you and what you think by either leaving a comment or writing a mail to info{at}weddingdaymalta{dot}com.


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Anyone in the Cincinnati area want to meet up?
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Feb 7, 2011 at 1:17 UTC
There are two of us here in Springfield that would be interested in a Spicecorp meeting anywhere in the Columbus/Dayton/Cincinnati area.
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Feb 14, 2011 at 2:18 UTC
Here ya go folks. Spice U coming to a city near you, so Spice this link up!
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Feb 18, 2011 at 2:24 UTC
Mark, I'm trying to get a meeting in March together for a meet up. If you or others are interested, http://community.spiceworks.com/topic/128964. Can you Spice it up and pass it on?
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Jul 6, 2011 at 12:21 UTC
I went ahead and joined the Cincinnati groups. I'm working in Mason and go to school in Cincinnati.
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Jul 6, 2011 at 12:32 UTC
I'm happy you joined a group in your area. Let us know if you need anything.