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Yes please
Cute non-lewd loli is best loli.
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no, no it isn't
But it is! It is!
You're delusional
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So am I gonna be the only one posting?
Girls in school uniforms are best of all.
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hello? is anyone there? I don't want to be the only one posting.
Sup, loli thread?
Would anyone be interested in reading the first five chapters of my loli story? I already posted the first two chapters a month or two ago and I just finished chapter five an hour or so ago. All told it's somewhere around 130K of text. It starts slow, but chapter five has a pretty fucking decent scene.
loli story?
whats it about?
Hooray for lolibrides!
Go for it
The budding relationship between a 25 year old guy and a ten year old he saves from a possible drowning.
All right I'm in. Post that shit nigga.
Alright, here goes! It's going to be a while though, like I said, it's 130 or so K.
(You may skip if you'd like, it's unnecessary, but it does explain the why of this story's existence.)
I originally started this story simply as a method of dream creation. By that I mean that as I'm trying to sleep I will occasionally try to start a fantasy narrative in my head with the hope that as I fall asleep it will naturally flow into my dreams. This one turned out too good though and I quit trying to sleep entirely in order to start writing it.
While I was trying to come up with names for the main characters I kept coming back to Karen for the female lead. This is of significance because I primarily associate the name Karen with the older sister character from Rufus Fugit's epic 'Jenny's Couch'. If you want to read an amazing tale of preteen depravity and mind fucking you can't do much better.
(Warning spoilers for Jenny's Couch ahead.)
Much of the story focuses on the character Karen and the narrator's quest to coerce her into more and more outlandish forms of shame and degradation, originally in an effort to keep her from telling her parents of the narrator's sexual encounters with her younger sister Renee. As the story goes on though it becomes less and less about shaming her into silence and more about forcing the notion into her head that her only reason to be is to be a preteen prostitute and that god put her on this Earth specifically for that purpose.
After a number of chapters you can plainly see the effect this has on the child's psyche. She has accepted the fact that she is little more than a sperm receptacle and that she doesn't even have the human right to claim the actions perpetrated on her constitute rape. This didn't bother me THAT much. It did bother me some, but then I reached a chapter which was an interlude that skipped ahead to her freshman year of high school.
A friend of hers from middle school came up to her at her locker and told her he had something she had too see. He showed her a secret room and then Karen knew what was coming. He was going to ask her for sex. Her whore persona complied, but the little girl inside, which harkened back to her fifth grade self before she was told of her 'calling' was both angry and sad that the first true friend she ran into in her new school only wanted her for sex at that moment.
Towards the end of their encounter Karen is having trouble reaching orgasm, a problem she never has in earlier chapters. Anyhow, she pulls an Exacto blade from her bag and demands that he cut her. He tries to, but can't, however Karen shoves her thigh up into the blade and as her skin is cut her orgasm overcomes her.
This chapter made me truly sad. At that moment I pitied Karen. All I wanted to do was hold her, comfort her and tell her how her true calling wasn't that of a whore and that she's in control of her own life, but I know that even at 15 years old it's already too late for her.
And that's how my own character acquired the name Karen. I like to think of her as the same Karen as from the Jenny's Couch stories, just in an alternate universe. Her family and upbringing might not be the same, but in spirit this is the poor little girl who in the original story learns of sex and love (or lack thereof) in what may be considered a horrific manner. I wanted to give her a happy, uplifting and for once romantic entrance into the world of preteen sex.
Now with that said this is in no way a negative criticism of Rufus Fugit's story. It is an amazingly crafted piece of erotica and I spilled countless loads while reading it, but it cannot be denied that Karen is a poor lost soul who will never experience emotional love and sex at the same time. I just find that to be sad.
The Perks of Heroism
Chapter One: Hero of the day
It was an uncomfortably hot July day and I needed to cool off. The dam by the old mill was a nice swimming hole and near enough that I could walk, so I set off at about 2PM, taking nothing but a ten dollar bill, stowed in a zippered pocket. It was my just in case money. Never leave home without it, you'll never know what you might need it for.
The walk never took more than about 15 minutes and the roads taken are all minor ways with very little traffic. The dam is in the old industrial end of town that is all but deserted now as far as actual industry is concerned. A number of houses and apartment complexes had sprouted up in around the 70s and 80s. Some of them were low income housing and others middle class. It was not a good part of town, but neither was it bad.
After ten minutes of walking I reached the path through the woods to get to the dam. The going would be slower from here, but it wasn't more than a few hundred yards away anyhow. I could hear the water rushing over and I also heard the sound of other people. The dam was a very popular spot for the teen and 20s crowd and being 25 myself I fit right in. Considering all the commotion surely there were a few people drinking. Nothing wrong with that though. Fortunately the man who owns the land is just fine with people partying and such as long as the dam and surrounding area are kept clean. I'd usually see him three or four times a year and he was never less than welcoming, even enjoying a few beers offered by people likewise enjoying his dam.
I reached the end of the path and the woods gave way to meadow on either side of the smallish river that splashed over the dam. The dam was built unevenly on purpose and as such the water only poured over the right hand side if you were facing the dam. The ledge of the left side stood about three feet higher than the right and offered a fun little jump of about 12-15 feet. As I made my way onto the dam I saw a kid, looked about 14, jump off and do a half assed cannon ball. When he surfaced his friends cheered for him. Cheering for a cannon ball? Really? Wait till these guys see my aerial skills.
Taking a survey I noticed about 16 to 20 people ranging in age from about 10 to 30. The cannon ball kid was from what appeared to be the largest group, made up of seven kids in their mid to late teens. There was another group of five, these ones 20 somethings, enjoying some afternoon brews. The rest seemed to be lone wolves and couples. One oddity was a little girl, couldn't have been a day over 12 , keeping to herself. She was a cute one, too, Still too young to have any curves, but you could see the promise in her young figure. Her oval face though was immaculate. She had a button nose and her cheeks were flawlessly smooth. Her mouth was formed by a pair of pouty lips that naturally rested in a slight frown. Topping it off she had piercing blue eyes that would outshine diamonds.
I looked away from her and towards the dam. I wouldn't want to be caught leering, after all. After a second person from the largest group jumped I made my way to the jump point and took my spot as if to jump straight in.
"Is it safe?" I asked, as I turned around, positioning my feet so my heels hung just over the edge.
"Yeah man, it's nothing. Come on g-"
That's all I heard as I gave a little grin and launched into a back flip which pierced the water at a perfect vertical angle. I was no greenhorn when it came to the art of air.
I surfaced to a roaring applause as I swam to the edge and climbed out. I casually made my way back to the top of the dam and as I came out of the woods (the path from the bottom intersected with the path I took to get here) the group gave me another cheer.
"That was pretty slick, dude," said one of the guys from the drinking group. "You want a brew?"
"Nah," I replied. I like to keep sober for the tricks.
The little girl walked up next to me and looked up. "Hey mister," she said, "that was a really cool flip."
"Why thank you, little lady," I answered.
I took this opportunity to study her closer. She stood right around four and a half feet tall and wore a one piece bathing suit. It was black with a thick diagonal stripe of electric blue going from her right shoulder to her left hip. Her hair reached the middle of her back, appearing to be dirty blonde, but since it was wet she was probably straight up blonde. The only hint of a womanly figure were the protrusions of her just budding breasts, little more than bumps where her nipples should be. Her hips were still quite narrow and her legs were lean, which made her slight bubble of a butt all the more surprising. Yes, she would indeed be beautiful some day, but then again, I already fancied her today.
"I wanna jump too..." she said, startling me out of my assessment of her body "...but I'm scared."
"There's nothing to it, darling. Just jump out and gravity will do the rest."
"I... I won't hit the bottom will I?" she asked with a look of concern.
"Not a chance," I assured her. "You're far too light to make it that deep. Just jump right out here and you'll be good," I pointed out to the best direction to jump and she nodded. The little girl turned towards the edge of the dam and threw herself right off a moment later. Brave little girl that one.
Down at the bottom I saw her surface and I cheered for her as she did. She tried her best to swim to the edge of the lower pool, but it was obvious she was having difficulty. A moment later I saw her head duck under the water and I immediately jumped off the dam towards her. I reached her in an instant and pulled her up till her head was clear of the water. She gasped and choked a bit as I swam the two of us back towards the side of the pool.
"Are you OK?" I asked her. "Why on Earth did you jump if you can't swim?"
"I'm fine," she said, "now. Thanks a lot, mister. And I can swim! Just... not very well."
I stood her up and got to my own feet, then motioned her to walk up the path as I followed her. "I see that, sweety, by the way, I'm Shane, what's your name?"
She turned around towards me and at that moment she was on a rock so our eyes were level. She looked straight into my eyes, her shining diamonds piercing my soul and she opened her mouth to answer. "I'm Karen. Karen Labee, pleased to meet you sir," Karen extended her had as she said that.
I reached for her hand and gave her a shake. "Please," I said, "just call me Shane."
"OK, Shane," Karen giggled. "Thank you, so much for helping me. I didn't know what to do back there.
"Well, it's not my place to judge since you're not my child, but I'd never let someone who wasn't a strong enough swimmer swim in a flowing river like this, especially alone. Where are your parents?"
"My mom's at work right now, well, maybe not, it's got to be right around time for her shift to end, maybe she's home already," Karen stated with a slight sigh. I could tell it bothered her. Perhaps her mother worked too much. She continued, "I don't have a father."
Poor little girl I thought, here she is all alone because her mom has to work, probably too much, and there isn't even a father around to care for her.
"Tell you what," I told her as I motioned forward for us to climb the path. "How about the two of us grab a quick snack and I'll walk you home?"
"I don't want to be a burden," Karen said quietly.
"It's no burden, honey," I replied. I could use the company. I'm pretty lonely myself.
"Well, if you insist then sir."
"I do insist, Karen. And I said it's Shane, remember?"
"Ohh, right," Karen said as she turned left onto the path back towards the road. "If you insist, Shane." She let out a little giggle as she said my name. "Sorry Shane, it's just a little weird for me to call an adult by his first name. I was taught never to-"
"Never mind all that. I hardly think of myself as an adult anyway." Karen laughed at that.
We reached the road and I asked Karen which way her house was. "I'm on Briarwood," came her reply, so we walked towards Briarwood, chatting as we went. A few minutes later we were passing a small store and I put my hand on her shoulder. Karen turned and looked up at me.
"How about an ice cream?" I asked her.
"Oh I'd love that Shane," Karen said as she clapped her hands together three times.
"What's your poison?" I asked her as I sidled up to the counter.
"Ohh I'd love some coconut ice cream, it's my favorite."
"It's one of mine too," I told her. "Two coconut cones please, medium," I told the girl behind the counter. She looked to be about 17 and certainly a healthy specimen with her curvaceous figure and firm breasts, but then I glanced back down at Karen and I knew instantly which of the two I'd rather bed. I fished the ten out of my pocket and paid for the cones, then shortly after the girl handed me one which I handed to Karen. Mine arrived moments later and Karen and I set off towards Briarwood again.
We got to know each other better as we walked. I learned that Karen was ten years old and would be entering the fifth grade at Center Street Middle School this September. I told her I was 25 and I told her about my job, but I think that just confused her so I let her talk more instead. She told me all about the stuff she had done so far during her summer. She took a trip with her best friend's family, as well as a lot of biking, gymnastics classes and of course cooling off at the dam. She seemed to be a very active child, which I'm sure is what keeps her little body so lean.
We finished our cones just as we turned down Briarwood and I looked down at her to see a bit of ice cream dripping off the side of her cheek and running down towards her chin. My mind immediately went somewhere wrong and imagined it was cum dripping from her face after receiving a facial.
"Karen, honey," I said, "you've got a bit of ice cream on your face." Karen just wiped her face with the side of her arm and looked at me again. It was cleaner, but there was still a little smudge. "Close enough," I told her and she giggled at me.
"Here's my house," Karen piped up as we approached an apartment complex and she began walking up towards the main door. "Looks like my mom isn't home yet, well, thank you for everything, Shane."
"It was my pleasure, Karen," I told her and she reached up to give me a hug. I lowered myself and Karen wrapped her arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her too and my hands naturally fell to her plump rear end. I gently kneaded her bottom and her body went rigid. I stopped and removed my hands from her pert young butt, not wanting to scare her.
"It's OK," Karen said as she hugged me tighter. I put my hands on her skinny hips and rubbed them gently as I slowly worked my hands back around to her tush. With my hands in place now I once again started massaging Karen's rear end. She melted into me and I could feel the hot skin of her cheek against my chest as she sighed.
Then I realized I was in public in broad daylight groping a preteen girl, so I pulled myself away. "I guess I'll see you later then, kiddo," I said to her as I stepped back.
"Bye Shane. Thanks again for saving me," Karen said sweetly. "Ohhh and thanks for the ice cream, too. It was yummy."
"It was my pleasure, Karen," I told her and waved as she skipped towards her front door. I kept my eyes fixed on her tight rear end. My god was it spectacular. Karen entered and the front door closed behind her, then I turned and started the walk home.
After I got back to the end of Briarwood I started home down the bike path. Karen's house was actually closer to my own than the dam was, so in under ten minutes I was back inside my house. Good thing I suppose. I didn't mean to spend that much time away from home. I still have work to do before the end of the day. I fired up my PC and got ready to work. I let out long sigh as the desktop appeared on the screen.
Had that really just happened? I wondered. Did I really just save an adorable preteen girl from drowning and then get rewarded with a feel of her little ass? Certainly not the worst way I could have spent a day I mused before getting to work.
End chapter one.
Hell no
This is the last loli I'm posting /b/ros. Have a decent night.
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Too lengthy, decided to skip.
Sorry I'm a slow reader so I'm not caught up yet but yeah homie go for it. You post I'll read.
That's not even a fifth of it. Did you miss the part where I said it was chapters long?
Well, OK, if it'll make you happy and this guy >>594715161
mad then sure, I'll continue.
Chapter Two: Karen's Lesson
It had been a very long week. I must've spent 70 hours on my PC over the last seven days trying with varying levels of success to get the damned system to work properly. I don't know what the fuck the idiots over at INTECH did to it, but god damn was it ever fucked. I finally got it to properly recognize data and execute again last night. There's still plenty more to do before it's useable, but it's a start. I slept the sleep of the dead for ten hours and woke feeling better than I had all week. Thinking back though last week was totally worth it. I made a little over $10,000 in those 70 hours of torture. I can only imagine how much the company I work for is going to bill INTECH for my work.
Continuing to think back to last week I chuckled to myself. It was definitely worth it. Last week I met the most beautiful little preteen girl, Karen Labee, rescued her from a possible drowning, befriended the little waif and even managed to cop a feel of her ass. I really hope I get to see her again some day, but what are the chances? I suppose I could wander back and forth on Briarwood hoping she spots me, but I'm not that desperate.
Thinking about it though, I've done very little this week besides work and sleep. I deserve a reward and heading back to the dam for some cool down sounds just great. It was a warm day, but not the scorcher it was last week. Still, I did like a good dip in the river.
Once again I stuffed an emergency tenner into my pocket (It sure did come in handy last time), tossed my shirt onto the couch because I just plain didn't feel like wearing one and headed out to the garage. I pulled my bicycle out, checked the pressure in its tires and took off.
The ride only took about five minutes before I reached the path towards the dam. I dismounted my bike and wheeled it into the woods. Once again I heard the noise of a crowd at the dam. It was quieter this time, no doubt owing to the fact that it wasn't as hot out. In a few moments I broke out of the woods into the clearing and quickly walked towards the dam. I leaned my bike up next to a nearby tree and took in the scene.
Looking around I saw about eight or ten people around and they all looked to be in their teens. There were no discernible groups this time. Perhaps they were all one group or perhaps they were just socializing. It wasn't important.
I was very much in the mood to jump so I quickly made my way towards the high side of the dam. The small crowd parted for me and I turned around to prepare to do a back flip. I was in the process of bending my knees to propel myself from the ledge when I thought I heard a soft voice call my name. I looked to the left and right, but didn't see anyone. Then I heard it again. It was coming from behind a group of older teens. Looking their way I could see a hand waving over their heads.
I stepped away from the edge of the dam and walked towards the waving hand. "Who is that?" I called and then I saw her. Karen stepped out from behind the group of teens and waved at me. Just seeing her put a smile on my face and I ran up to meet her. She was wearing the same one piece bathing suit as last time but this time her honey colored hair was dry and pulled back behind her in a high pony tail. I held my arms out and Karen wrapped her arms around my waist, her small form pressed firmly against me. I wrapped my arms around her, my left hand came to rest on her left ass cheek and my right found her shoulder.
I hugged her tightly and I heard her soft voice, almost a whisper, "I missed you, Shane. I missed you so much," she said.
I released her and looked down into her sparkling azure eyes as she looked up at me. "I missed you too, Karen," I told her. "I thought I'd never see you again," I continued. "I guess we're just lucky to meet up again so soon."
"Not exactly lucky," Karen told me with a devilish grin. I gave her a quizzical look and she went on. "I've been here every day since last week hoping you'd come back. And now you have."
I gently nudged Karen away from the dam and towards the meadow, wanting a little more privacy before we really talked. I could feel the stares on the back of my neck of some of the kids around. I didn't want any of them getting the wrong idea (or the right idea, for that matter) so I did my best to keep my hands to myself as Karen and I found somewhere we could talk alone.
When we had enough distance between us and the rest I lowered myself to the soft grass of the meadow, and patted the ground in front of me. Karen had a seat, her legs crossing Indian style the same as mine. I held my arms out slightly, my elbows resting on my knees and my hands palms up. Karen placed her hands in mine and we both squeezed gently as we once again looked each other in the eyes.
"Karen," I began, speaking softly. "Why would you do that? Come here every day just to see me." I gently stroked her fingers with my thumbs as I spoke.
"Because I love you, Shane," came her even response.
"Honey, we only spent barely more than an hour together, you can't possibly know that," My words were gentle, but I could see the pain they caused her.
A tear rolled down one of her cheeks and more firmly she spoke, "I love you, Shane. I love you, I love you, I love you."
I read it, I didn't think it mattered in making a useless post.
is there a tldr of whatever is being posted right now?
I pulled her close and held her, rubbing her back as her tears started flowing more freely. She kept repeating those same three words, her voice trailing off into sobs as she did. I kept holding her and continued gently rubbing her till she quieted and her body stopped shaking. When I felt that her breathing was even again I pulled away and looked into her eyes once again. They were red rimmed and puffy from crying, but when I gave her a smile she smiled back at me.
"I like you too, sweetheart," I told her, when I finally spoke, "but I don't know if what we have is love just yet. You're so emotional right now because you're thinking about what might've happened if I weren't there to pull you from the river. You're right for feeling the way you do, but before you pledge your soul to me how about you reflect on it for another week or two OK?"
"Ohhhh... OK," Karen said softly. Um... Can, can we just go swim or something? Get my mind off of this."
"Yeah," I said with a smile. But I don't know about here. You're not a very strong swimmer, remember?"
"It's OK," Karen said with confidence in her voice. "You're here, nothing bad can happen to me now."
"Well, OK, we can do one jump," I conceded. "I'll jump first so I'll be down there in case something happens."
"OK!" Karen squealed, obviously pleased. I stood up and extended my hands to her. She grabbed on and I pulled her to her feet. The two of us went towards the dam again, no one giving us any dirty looks any more. That was a relief to me. I didn't want anyone getting suspicious and maybe saying something to the authorities.
Well, I'm the author, so probably not, but if you need a tl;dr then erotica is not for you.
I took my spot again at the edge of the dam and turned around to look at Karen. "Ooooh, you're going to do it again," Karen chirped, clapping as she did. I nodded to her as I positioned myself, just my toes and the balls of my feet still on the dam. Then with practiced precision I bent my knees, threw my hands up and pushed myself off of the dam in one clean motion, flipping in the air and adding a half twist at the end. My landing wasn't as clean as the week before, but the trick was better, so I got a loud round of applause when I surfaced. I swam back from the spot where I landed and motioned for Karen to jump.
Without a hint of fear Karen leaped off of the cliff and splashed down about fifteen or twenty feet in front of me. As she surfaced I shouted to her what a brave girl she was. I could see her struggling with her swimming, but I encouraged her and slowly but surely she paddled towards me. When she finally reached me I turned my back to her. Her hands found purchase on my shoulders and when she was close enough she wrapped her coltish legs around my waist. I started swimming towards the edge of the pool with Karen on my back and when I got close enough to the edge I stood up, with Karen still holding on. I stepped up onto the rocks and bent my knees slightly.
"Slide off, Karen," I called back. "I'd be happy to carry you further, but the path is a little too treacherous to do it safely."
The little girl gently dropped to the ground and I turned around to face her when she was free of my back.
"So... what now?" Karen asked.
"I have an idea if you're up for it," I told her.
"Yeah, what's that?"
"I have a membership at the Y," I said. "I can bring a guest too. Want to go to swim at the Y? I can give you swimming lessons while we're there."
"Oh yeah! That sounds fun," Karen answered.
"OK, I'm going to have to go back to my house and get my car," I said that as I started walking up the path, with Karen in step behind me. "You should go back to your house and throw some clothes on over that bathing suit of yours."
"OK, I will," Karen said, happiness in her youthful voice.
We reached the part of the trail that intersected with the path out of the woods and I stopped. "OK, I have to get my bike," I spoke, "but you should just go home now. The fewer people seeing us together the better." Karen nodded. "Now after you get changed go back to the store where we got ice cream and wait inside. I'll stop in with my car, it's a black sports car. When you see me walk in, you just walk out and sit down in the passenger seat, OK?" Karen nodded again. "OK, kiddo, I'll see you in a bit," I said as I started backing off towards the dam. Karen waved at me then turned to go back home.
I went back to the dam, collected my bike and headed back out towards the street. I pedaled quickly home and returned my bike to the garage. I went upstairs to my bedroom and put on a T shirt. Then I grabbed my keys and had a quick bite to eat. I wanted to be sure that Karen had enough time to get home, change and get back to the store before I arrived.
In the garage I opened the door and got into my car, a 2003 Chevrolet Corvette 50th anniversary edition. It sure was nice to make enough to afford toys like this, I thought as I sat down inside. I fired up the car, put it in reverse, let the clutch out and backed out of the garage. In only a few minutes I was at the store. I parked my car and entered. I walked to the beverage aisle to grab a bottle of soda or something and I saw Karen standing near the cooler looking in.
>it's ok to have a long winded and boring story because it's ``ART''
She was still wearing her bathing suit, it appeared to be a two toned shirt which disappeared into her tiny purple denim shorts. They hugged her body very tightly and had no back pockets. They may as well have had a sign on the back saying "pedos stare here." A pair of black flip flops finished off her summer look.
She saw me and smiled. I nodded to her. "Can I have this?" she asked, holding up a bottle of Coke she had just fished out of the cooler.
"No," I said and she pouted. I took the bottle from her and put it back in the rack before grabbing two glass bottles of Coke. "You can have one of these though, Coke tastes way better with real sugar." She smiled once again. I gestured towards the door. Karen got the hint and started walking towards the exit.
I took the bottles of soda to the counter and the clerk rang me up, I paid with cash and then returned to the car. As I lowered myself into the driver seat and closed the door Karen looked at me with a huge smile on her face. "This sure is a nice car," she said. "I've never been in one. You must be really rich or something."
"I like it too," I told her, "it's fast as fuck and no one ever asks me to help them move," I chuckled as I said that. Karen smiled too. "I wouldn't say I'm rich though," I continued, "well off certainly, but not rich." I used the edge of my key chain and popped the cap off of one of the bottles of coke and handed it to her. I followed suit with the other, then I leaned my bottle towards her and Karen clanged hers together with mine.
"To new friendships" I proclaimed.
"To new friendships!" Karen agreed emphatically.
I started the car and pulled onto the road. As I did that Karen started poking at the dash, I assumed she was trying to turn the radio on. I brushed the back of her hand with my fingers and took hold, wrapping my own fingers around to her palm. I then guided her hand through the sequence on the touch screen to turn on the radio.
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"So what are we going to listen to?" I asked Karen.
"How about some Boyzone?" she said. Then she started cracking up. I chuckled along with her. She tuned the radio to the local pop station. Well, it wouldn't be my first choice, but I could put up with that. Taylor Swift's most recent single starter pumping out of the speakers, far too loudly. "Why so loud? Karen shouted over the radio then she turned it down to a listenable level.
"Metal is supposed to be loud," I answered.
"So, you're a metal head, huh," Karen said, more a statement than a question.
"Yup, and you listen to boy bands," I said with a laugh. Karen gave me a dirty look before cracking up herself. I liked watching her laugh.
I continued navigating the streets while Karen's head bobbed with the music. Whenever I was in the same gear for more than a few moments I'd lay my right hand on her left hand or brush her arm or leg. Any sort of friendly contact. I could tell she liked it and I did as well.
Twelve minutes of driving later we arrived at the Y and we both got out of the car and I locked it with the fob. Then I popped the trunk and grabbed out a pair of towels. I handed one of them to Karen and she thanked me, then we both made our way into the building. I showed the counter person my membership card and told her that Karen would be my guest. She wrote something down onto a notebook and asked me if I'd need a lock.
"Two, please," I said and she gave them to me. I gave one of them to Karen and told her to follow me. We walked down a hallway and when we reached the locker rooms I motioned Karen towards the women's room. "Change up and leave your clothes and towel in a locker. Just like gym class I'm sure. I'll meet you right here."
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I gave you one chance, and you blew it.
Writefags. Not even once.
"OK! Karen said excitedly and made a bee line for the proper locker room. I entered the men's locker room and quickly changed. After shoving my shirt, shoes and towel into a free locker I made my way back out to where I told Karen I'd meet her. A minute or two later Karen walked out of the other locker room and started walking towards the aquatics room, with Karen on my heels.
The aquatics room was huge. It would have to be to hold a lap pool, a kids pool and a pair of hot tubs. The lap pool also had a pair of diving boards, one just off the surface and the second one on a platform ten feet from the water. I wondered how long it would be before I'd be showing Karen how to dive from that.
I walked over to the counter where a woman was stationed and handed her my key. Karen saw what I did and followed suit. The woman put the two keys into a cubby together and reminded me of the two lock numbers. I thanked her and walked away.
I led Karen over to the kids pool and she was about to object till I told her that she was a beginner and that three or four feet of water was plenty to learn in anyhow. I jumped right in, making a bit of a splash, but not bothering anyone who was already in the water. Karen followed me in, her tiny body making a much smaller splash.
"Now, this might sound silly, but when I was a kid and my mom sent me to swimming lessons the teacher always started every lesson by having us blow bubbles into the water, so lets have at it, kiddo," I smiled at Karen and then lowered my face to the water line. I started blowing bubbles and Karen giggled before doing it herself. "OK, Karen, now that you're nice and relaxed, how about you show me what you can do. Swim towards the other end of the pool." I pointed beyond myself towards the deeper end of the pool. It was only four feet at the deepest point, so Karen would be safe.
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Karen clumsily began swimming away from me and I followed her easily. I saw right away a number of issues with her technique, but allowed her to finish off what I asked. By the time she finally reached the other end and grabbed onto the side of the pool she was huffing and puffing. "How'd I do?" The child asked expectantly."
"Well, You're definitely putting in a lot of effort." She frowned slightly at that. "It's OK, that's why we're here," I told her. "Now hop on and I'll swim us back to the shallow end." I turned my back to her and again she latched on the same as back at the dam. I gave a number of strong stroked and propelled us to the other end in no time. Karen dismounted and stood looking up at me.
"OK, so what'd I do wrong?" she asked.
"Well," I said, "The first thing is your hands are all wrong. Look do this," I showed her my hand as I cupped it slightly. "This way you catch the water in your hand and push it back, thus pushing you forward."
"Alright," Karen said. "Anything else?"
"Your arms are all over the place," I informed her. You want a more consistent stroke. Keep your elbows around 90 degrees and pull with your shoulders like this," I showed her the motion with my arms and she mimed me. "Good, now what I want you to do is lay on my hands and when I say so start doing that, OK?"
"OK!" Karen replied excitedly. I'm glad she was enjoying the lesson. I got the impression that she enjoyed learning.
I held my arms down, elbows at an angle and put my hands out palms up. My hands were a good foot under the water. Karen sort of jumped at my hands and I caught her, positioning my left hand between her chest and belly button. My right hand supported her under her thighs. I lifted her up till she was most of the way out of the water. It felt like I was lifting a cloud. She couldn't have weighed more than 65 pounds.
"OK, Karen, give it a shot," I said and the youngster started doing the motion I showed her. I could feel her pulling herself forward and I held back enough to keep her in place. "Good, good, now point your toes and kick." She followed this instruction as well and I lowered her into the water and let her go. She took off towards the other end of the pool and reached the side much faster than her first try. I followed her over and she turned around just as I got there.
"And how was that?" she asked smiling.
"Much better, honey," I told her truthfully. "You're a very quick learner."
"That's what my school teachers say too," Karen beamed as she spoke.
"Now how about we keep doing laps for a bit?"
"Okie dokie, Shane!" Karen said, her voice full of cheer and she took off towards the shallow end. I swam after her and caught up quickly, at which point I slowed to match her speed. We both reached the other end and I stood expecting Karen to stop, but she turned around and headed right back the other way. I again paced her and at the other end she did the same thing.
She finally stopped when we reached the shallow end again and she stood up. I stood up too and looked down at her. Her face was the very image of happiness. "This is so much more fun than before," Karen said, her voice practically a song. "Is there anything else I need to do differently?" she asked. I was proud of her for wanting to keep improving.
"You're doing great, Karen," I told her truthfully. "The only thing I can think of is maybe try kicking your feet harder and faster. Your leg motion should start at the hips and flow all the way down. Think of the way a fish wiggles its tail. I think you can get even quicker if you do that."
"Can do!" Karen said with confidence and started towards the other end again.
"Whoa whoa whoa, hold on, kiddo," I said loud enough for her to hear. She stopped and looked at me, concerned.
"Did I do something wrong?" she asked.
"Quite the opposite," I said. "I thought maybe you'd like to try the big pool instead."
"You sure?" she asked.
"Absolutely!" I proclaimed.
"OK then," Karen swam towards the edge of the pool and pulled herself up and out of the water. I was right behind her and as she strained to get her right knee up to the side of the pool she bent slightly at the waist. As she did so I had a magnificent view of her taught backside. I could see her muscles working as she extracted herself from the water and realized that the plumpness of her rear came not from any extra padding, but from a very strong pair of glutes. I quickly figured out that it must have been the work of her gymnastics classes, although perhaps just a bit of help came in the form of superior genetics.
I pulled myself our of the water and adjusted myself, not wanting Karen to see that I was at half mast. Luckily she never looked back, but instead quickly walked towards the lap pool. She jumped right in and I followed her. She took the right hand edge lane and I took the one next to her. For the next twenty minutes the two of us swam lengths, stopping every now and again to chat. Karen's technique kept improving and by the time we stopped for the final time you'd never know that just an hour or so ago she could hardly swim.
"Do you know how much time you have till your mom gets home?" I asked her. "I should probably get you home before she does."
"Just let me out at the park at the end of my road," Karen said. "I can walk home from there and mom will never know."
"Can do, kiddo," I said to her. "Now how about we go get dried off and change?" Karen Nodded and the two of us swam towards the ladder. I offered her the opportunity to exit first, partly to be considerate, but mostly because I wanted another look at her shapely rear end. After getting out I went to the counter and retrieved our keys. I gave Karen hers and the two of us went to our respective locker rooms.
I threw on my shirt, socks and shoes quickly and again was out before Karen was. Karen came out moments later and the two of us left the building and piled into my car. I put the key into the ignition and was about to start the car when Karen spoke. "I want to thank you for this, Shane," she said. "Now I'll never have to be scared of the water because of you."
"It was my pleasure, Karen," I said smiling at her.
Karen threw herself over the center console and wrapped her arms around my head pulling me towards her. Before I knew what was happening she was kissing me. I was a little stunned, but regained myself fairly quickly. I didn't do anything to stop her though as she pressed her lips against mine more firmly. Finally realizing again just how public this parking lot was I broke the kiss and gently pushed her away.
"I'm sorry," Karen said, a hint of guilt and sadness in her voice. "It's OK if you're mad at me."
"I'm not mad, honey," I replied. "I'm concerned. This is a very public place. If people saw me kissing a ten year old I could be in a lot of trouble."
"So... you didn't hate it?" Karen asked, hopefully.
"Honestly, I wanted it as much as you do. I know it's wrong, but it felt right."
"I thought so too," Karen said. "The naughtiness of it all is exciting. It doesn't hurt that you're a major hunk either." I smiled at that compliment.
"Well, maybe next time we can leave a little earlier and find some privacy somewhere," I suggested.
"So, there's gonna be a next time?" Karen asked. "Good to know."
"Of course there's going to be a next time, honey," I answered with a big smile. "I still have to teach you how to dive."
"Ohh I'd love to learn that, thanks."
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You see, companies and their executives may say one thing, but their purse strings often tell a different story.
Take the current upheaval in the cable industry. Cable executives like to publicly claim that they are eager to embrace new technologies and the opportunities for online content consumption presented by the Internet.
Really? Then why have they been frantically searching for ways to harness, control, suppress and hog-tie the online competition?
How do we know this? Just look at recent cable and media deals: Comcast's purchase of NBC Universal -- "Let's control the content," the Hulu joint venture -- "Let's control online viewing habits," just to name a few.
This is what makes mergers and acquisitions (M&A) so fascinating. Company executives publicly claim that they are ready to embrace new platforms, but behind closed doors they privately fret over how to tackle this complex behemoth of a competitor called the Internet.
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A network admin can, if they are so minded, see just about anything that you do. But, hey, you wouldn't do anything on a work computer that you shouldn't, would you? So, no worries.


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Today I'm sharing my favorite group fitness classes. It can be intimidating walking into a brand new class or studio, so I'm going to hopefully take the guess work out of which class you should try.
Picking a new group fitness class to try can be intimidating. Most gyms offer a large variety to try. It seems like a new studio is popping up every month here in Calgary offering Pilates, spin, or barre classes. It can be tough knowing which class to sign up for. Walking into a studio you've never been to before can be a bit scary. Today I'm sharing my favorite group fitness classes. Although classes will be a bit different depending on where you take them, I think most of them will be pretty similar.
Barre // When I walked into my very first barre class I was expecting it to be relatively easy. I was sorely mistaken (literally). Although the movements might not be very big, you do a ton of reps. All the exercises are done with either very light weights (2 or 5 lbs) or bodyweight.
Body Pump // While I went to my first class last week (read about my experience here), it's quickly become a favorite. If you've never been to a class before, arrive a few minutes early and ask your instructor what you need to get started. It's typically a mat, step, barbell, and a couple different sized plates. Although it's a strength training class, you're using less weight than you typically would outside of the gym. Because you're using less weight, that means that you'll be doing more reps. Between the high energy music and mixing up exercises, classes go by really quick, and 60 minutes feels more like 20.
Yoga // While there's a huge variety in the different yoga classes you can take, I don't think I've ever been to a class that I didn't enjoy. If you're new to yoga ask friends for recommendations to pop into your local yoga studio to ask what they would suggest for your first few classes. One thing that I absolutely love about yoga is that there's always a modification. Let your instructor know before class about any issues or injuries and they'll be able to help with modifications to make sure you get the most out of class without causing anymore problems.
Zumba // If you're a music lover and like to dance, be sure to try out a Zumba class. Before my first class I thought that all the music was going to be Latin inspired. While there are definitely classes like that, there's a lot more variety than I was expecting. Another thing that I expected was that everyone in the class would be an amazing dancer. That was definitely not the case. Most participants were your average person and every once in awhile went left when you were supposed to go right, started with the wrong foot, or used the wrong arm. All the classes I've been to have been very relaxed and the instructors have always made fun the biggest priority over getting every single move perfect.
What's your favorite group fitness class to go to?
My name is Fiona and I'm a CSEP certified personal trainer, yogi, soccer player, and foodie (baking is my thing) living in Calgary. Thanks for visiting Get Fit Fiona. I hope you enjoy the sneak peek into my life and the workouts and recipes that I share.


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About Us
The Sargent County Historical Society was formed by several county residents. They stored some of their artifacts at the Sargent County Courthouse.
They set up some donated artifacts at the Sargent County Fair Grounds in the old Catholic Church building. Then into the metal exhibit building at the Fair Grounds.
The first new building was constructed in front of the old building. This building would house all of the clothing and wooden items, because it was climate controlled to keep the mold and mildew away from these types of items.
Lyla Klefstad had the vision for the new building and it was built by her Son, Steve Klefstad and supplies were purchased from her Brother Stan Lewis's Lumber Yard, Sel Lumber in Forman. She got to see the building when it was finished, however, cancer claimed her before all the artifacts were moved in.
Without Lyla's vision and Harlan and Lyla's dedication to support local projects the Sargent County Museum as it is today would not exist. So many thanks to the Klefstad Family.
The 1800's Territorial Log Cabin was acquired and moved in from the yard of Bob Cookson of Forman. This Cabin was originally located at Kindred, ND.
The One Room School House was moved in during the Winter from Willey Township. It was used as a School for a few years, but became too small, so the Zion Lutheran Church in the area acquired it and moved it next to the Church in the Country to be used for Sunday School Classes. There are still area residents that remember going to that Sunday School.
The Third building houses the farm machinery and the Rathert Tractor Collection, which consists of Steel Wheeled Steam Tractors and Gas or Kerosene Tractors.
Building #4: Land before it was built.
Building #4 houses the Horse Drawn Equipment, Railroad items, Land Formations and Rocks. This building is 70 ft. by 172 ft.
Below is the Sargent County Museum as it sits in 2016.
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We have a 5 member board plus our 4 officers and a curator/manager.
We hold meetings from May -October on the first Tuesday of the month at 2pm in our meeting area at the Museum. All are welcome to attend and participate in our meetings. Our Board of Directors is the 5 board members and the 4 officers. The treasure, secretary and 5 board members are elected for 5 year terms. President and Vice President are elected for a term of one year.
Check out our event tab! We have an Old Fashioned Handmade Craft Fair on Saturday, November, 17, 2018 from 10-3 in the Museum. Photos of some of the items coming are on that tab.


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When we make a video we often need to send review versions for our clients to check the content, make notes and send us details of any amendments or comments during the production process.
Timecode is used throughout video production in various ways throughout film and video production. In this FAQ we will only cover the client preview aspect.
What is timecode?
Timecode embedded within the image provides an accurate reference to each and every frame. For single productions the timecode will start at zero 00:00:00:00 and count up in hours, minutes, seconds and frames. In our videos there are usually 25 frames per second – therefore each one represents 1/25th of a second. However, if we have a series of videos for review we may start each one with a different leading number to minimise the risk of confusion.
How does timecode help?
The online previews we make let our clients see their video at different stages during post production. A timecode reference allows them to give us very specific feedback about the footage.
Often we'll shoot much more footage than is required in the final production. It's not uncommon for two minutes of screen time to need an hour or more of camera shots (rushes) to be filmed. Sometimes our clients leave the shot selection to our editor but there are times, especially in technical and training presentations that the shot selection and order needs to be chosen by the client or their advisers. If it's not practical for them to sit in on a edit we can upload all the rushes with timecode for review.
During the final stages of post production we will have one or more draft versions that need to be checked and approved before the final master is made. Any changes required can be noted to use together with the relevant timecode.
Making a timecode list
Let's say we have nine minutes of clips that needs to be reviewed and whittled down to a one minute web video. We'll upload all the clips strung together in a single nine minute file. The timecode will start at 00:00:00:00 and end at 00:09:00:00.
The list of shots doesn't necessarily need to make up the final running order – just list the bits we need to include in the video. We need to know the start and end or 'in' and 'out' points for the section you are describing. In generate you don't need to worry about the number of frames unless the cut off point is critically important.
A simple shot list mike look like this:
01. In 00:00:52:00 Out 00:01:02:00 – Wide shot of reception area
02. In 00:01:40:00 Out 00:01:44:00 – Mid shot of salesman
03. In 00:02:10:00 Out 00:02:16:00 – Close up of new widget
An amendment note might say:
01. Fade music at 00:00:30:00 and bring in voiceover
02: Change Fred's job title at 00:00:50:00 to read 'Technical Manager'
These concise, clear notes leave no room for error or misinterpretation. Previewing online speeds up post production, it's convenient and saves us and the client the time and expense of site visits, posting discs etc.


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Often when coming to a gathering I'm asked to bring "so
mething you can eat".The token gluten free appetizer on any party buffet of which I attend, is always, of course, brought by me. No longer does it have to be the usual, ordinary platter of mixed veg. Please don't get me wrong, while I love veg, (mmm, with a bit of mustard dip or fresh kosher salt)- I am always looking for so mething great that is not tagged as 'gluten free' but fits into the buffet as another item that all persons can enjoy. I prefer to bring so mething all can eat and enjoy, that is naturally gluten free.
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Cherry or grape tomato
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So as promised here's a post comparing the two color versions : TMGC+C and the Tamagotchi ID. It's raining this morning and there wasn't enough natural light so some of the photos turned out a bit dark....I apologize for that.
Here they are side by side. The one on the left is the TMGC+C and the other is the ID. This photo doesn't really capture the difference but I noticed that the color screen on the Tamagotchi ID looks a lot better than the one on the TMGC+C. The colors are a bit washed out on the Tamagotchi + Color; I'm very pleased with this improvement.
...And, as you can see, the two versions can connect with each other. Characters which are not available on either version appear as Nazotchi which is the default character. P.S. notice the heart icons on the far right of each screen to see the difference between the colors.
The above photo shows the difference between the two units. I love the fact that the ID has a more streamlined case; it's also very comfortable to hold.
Having said all this, I do not like the new buttons, they're not very responsive...not at all actually.
While I was taking the above pictures, my Hoshitchi received it's first letter. I have no idea what's written on it...can anyone translate it for us?
On a side note, the seller from whom I bought the Tamagotchi ID also sent me a packet of Tamagotchi tissues which, I think, are so cute. They smell really nice too. Is anyone interested in buying them from me?
That's it for today. I might write another post later today when my Tamagotchi grows into it's teenage stage.
Before I sign off, here's the 3D picture I had made of Hoshitchi:
Friday, December 4, 2009
Tamagotchi ID Vs Tamagotchi + Color
So as promised here's a post comparing the two color versions : TMGC+C and the Tamagotchi ID. It's raining this morning and there wasn't enough natural light so some of the photos turned out a bit dark....I apologize for that.
15 comments:
- Sugar said...
How much would you sell your tissues ?
How lucky you are to have an ID ^^ I'm looking forward to it.
- December 4, 2009 at 3:34 AM
- Jesmond said...
don't really know lol. They're still sealed in a durable plastic packaging. There are 6 packets inside, each with different pictures from the Tamagotchi movie. I'm pretty sure they're a limited edition release. I think I would sell them for $5
- December 4, 2009 at 3:39 AM
The letter Hoshitchi received was from Gorippatchi.
- December 4, 2009 at 12:15 PM
- !Gotchi-Gotchi! said...
The letter you received is from the TMGC+C. After they connect, the TMGC+C secretly writes a letter to the iD about how much the +C enjoyed connecting, and wants to visit the iD again.
*almost vomits* Yes! I would love to buy your tissues! But I don't have any way of paying you. :(
- December 4, 2009 at 9:41 PM
hey I can translate your tamas first letter and anything else for you.
- December 5, 2009 at 8:07 PM
- Jesmond said...
Hi meme. I would appreciate it so much if you could transalte the letter my tamagotchi received (the one I posted a picture of in this post)
- December 6, 2009 at 1:02 AM
Jesmond, The Tissues Are Worth 210 Yen Around 2 USD. And Nah They're Not Limited Edition . They're From TamaDepa , A Store In Harajuku . I Went There Last Week, There's Plenty Of Where That Came From. (No I Dont Live In Japan ,I Was On Vacation Then )But 5 USD Would Do Since Its All The Way From Japan. But I Wouldnt Bear To Open A Packet To Use Them. They're Too Pretty.
- December 13, 2009 at 11:58 AM
- Isaac said...
Fun little fact. The reason the screen on the ID has richer colors is because it is an LCD. The screen on the TMGC+C is an OLED screen. OLEDs are said to have more accurate and realistic colors because they create light instead of blocking light as LCDs do. The OLED screen is certainly capable of producing the same rich colors, but the designers probably liked a more pastel look.
OLEDs also use much less power and are much thinner. I would expect the batteries to last longer in a TMGC+C than an ID.
The TMGC+C probably represents what the artist intended more accurately, but If you like the richer colors on the ID better, there's no problem with that.
- December 13, 2009 at 7:25 PM
with the color thing Isaac said
that is why the use AA4 batteries instead of AAA
- December 27, 2009 at 9:04 PM
Jesmond, also, at first the buttons are a little stiff. You just need to wear it out a little!
- December 31, 2009 at 8:00 AM
I say like $5 I want some tissues i wounder if they will come wit mine??
- February 5, 2010 at 6:50 PM
which one's better then? because the screen is definitely better looking on the ID.. but i wouldn't want to buy that one if the buttons dont even work!
- April 21, 2010 at 5:11 PM
hi...um u said the 2 color versions when there is 3, the hexigontchi which was created after a popular game show in someplace in japan, nd this silly guy sumtimes comes 2 ur house nd quizes u
- July 6, 2010 at 5:03 PM
So just wondering, out of the two which one do you prefer? since they are so expensive i only want the one that is better.
- December 15, 2010 at 5:02 PM
out of the ID, color, hexongon.., or the new musical melody something like that...which one should i buy?
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A concert bill that dreams, or nightmares, are made of.
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts started the evening off with Bad Reputation and Cherry Bomb. Joan is really small but rocks/punks really hard. The only lull during their set was when they played more recent material. The new stuff sounded as good, if not better, than the classics but we just didn't know the words.
Having arrived early, waited outside in the cold for half an hour, then waited for quarter of an hour wearing an orange wrist band I managed to be about two people away from the barrier.
"We are Motörhead and we play rock and roll!", you can't argue with that especially when I'm sure they opened with Ace Of Spades. Their entire set passed in a blur. Overkill, Motörhead, Bomber and even the acoustic Whorehouse Blues from the Inferno record. But I was too busy trying to remain upright.
It was during Over The Top that the bodies started to fly overhead. I lost my glasses twice and decided that they would be safer in my coat pocket. One bloke described it all as 'mint'. Lemmy, like the rock god that he is, didn't let the fact that his flies were open faze him.
After Motörhead I decided that getting crushed just wasn't much fun so I retired to the bar and bought a Diet Pepsi.
The lights dimmed for the last time and a silhouette of Alice Cooper appeared on the curtain that had shrouded the stage. Then another Alice showed up and slit the throat of the first Alice and the curtain dropped. So poor Calico Cooper, for it was she, had to spend the first three songs lying motionless on the steps wearing a mask of her fathers face. But that's showbiz!
All the cruel and unusual classics were played along with a full version of Halo Of Flies. More of the popular songs, less songs from the last album. They played Cold Ethyl, the catchiest song about necrophilia ever, so I was happy, but the hangman's noose was punishment… just for a change.
The set seemed shorter than the last time I saw Alice. Possibly because of Sunday night curfew, maybe because of the number of bands on the bill. It just goes to show that old rockers never die.
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For this week's Yummy Toddler Lunch, we have another super simple meal in the LunchBots container. This lunch is ideal for a 1 or 2 year old, though you can of course serve it to an older eater (or even yourself!), adjusting portion sizes as needed. The container is best for dry foods and it holds more than you might think at first glance. Here's at look at this week's lunch idea:
Serve with milk or water, as you like.
- Hummus (with shredded carrot instead of the squash called for in that recipe) on whole grain bread
- Roasted sweet potatoes (cube, toss with olive oil and salt and roast on a rimmed baking sheet at 375 F for 20-22 minutes)
- Homemade fruit leather (this is a recipe we like)
- Strawberry drinkable yogurt (we like Siggi's since it's low in added sugar and often is on sale at one of our local markets) in a Lifefactory bottle and Sippy Cap.
- Banana and Mighty 4 Bar


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Our Bond Guarantee Scheme
A service to assist single people or couples with without dependants in securing private accommodation.
Are you eligible for our Bond Scheme?
- Are you trying to rent in the private sector?
- A single person or a couple without dependants
- Over 18
- Homeless, threatened with homelessness or poorly housed
- On a low income and with little or no savings
- Capable of living independently
Do you have a local connection to the area?
- Have you been a resident in the area for six out of the last twelve months?
- Have you been a resident in the area for three out of past three years?
- Do you have family in the area that have been a continuous resident for the past five years? - Family members include mother, father, brothers or sisters.
- Are you employed in the local area?
The Bond Scheme enables people on a low income or benefits, who cannot afford a deposit, to access the private rented sector. Most private landlords require a cash deposit before they will agree to let their property to you. However, they may be happy to accept a Bond instead of cash because the scheme offers landlords guarantees and other incentives to accept people who are homeless or poorly housed.
How long is the Bond for?
The Bond will run in line with a standard six months' Assured Shorthold Tenancy. It will be reviewed after this period. It may be extended to 12 months if you show that you have saved at least half of the cash deposit to put towards the total
deposit which will ultimately replace the Bond.
What is the process?
- You will have a short telephone interview with us in order for us to establish your eligibility and needs.
- If you meet the criteria, we will advise you to start looking for somewhere to live.
- You will need to find your own accommodation on the condition that the landlord will accept the Bond. Please be aware that the bond is a paper bond and cannot be provided as cash.
- Once you have found a property, we ask you to come back to us with the full name of the landlord, the full address of the property and how much the rent is.
- We will then liaise with the landlord to finialise the tenancy.
Before you consider any rentable property it has to be inspected by us for its suitability and to ensure the proposed rent level is acceptable. Therefore, DO NOT move into the property before it has been inspected.
What happens next?
- Once a moving in date is agreed, a meeting will take place between your landlord, the Lettings Team and you.
- A full inventory will be taken of the property before you move in. This will only be used should a claim be made against the Bond
- An Assured Shorthold tenancy agreement will be signed by both the landlord and you.
- Part of our service is to provide you with advice and guidance in preparation for the tenancy and throughout the tenancy.


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Enjoy the Easter weekend at the Horniman with the whole family. Go on our Easter trail, create something crafty in our workshops, have your face painted and join in family activities across the Gardens.
'The Ugly Duckling' Storytelling Performances by Sandal Sticks Theatre
Saturday and Sunday - SOLD OUT
11am, 12pm, 1pm, 2.30pm, 3.30pm
£5 per child, £1 per adult
Join us in the Hands on Base to meet the most unlikely duckling hero and hear the story of the duck who was different. This much loved classic tale has been adapted into an interactive storytelling performance for the Horniman by Sandal Sticks Theatre. Featuring song and puppetry, The Ugly Duckling is a heart-warming tale for all the family.
Both children and adults require a ticket. Due to limited capacity, there is a maximum of two adults per child. All children must be accompanied by an adult. Advance booking recommended. Saturday tickets have now sold out.
Please be aware that tickets cannot be exchanged for different time slots.
Animal Corner with Wild Fangs
Saturday and Sunday
10.30am - 4.30pm
£3 per person
Pop by the Pavillion to say hello to Zebedee our 7ft Boa Constrictor and Santi our fury Chinchilla! Handle Giant African Land Snails, Stick Insects and a bearded Water Dragon, plus discover how they grow by spotting their babies and eggs! Not recommended for under 3s. All children must be accompanied by an adult.
Lindy Hopping Dance Workshops
Saturday and Sunday
12pm, 1pm, 2pm
Hop around the Bandstand like the Easter bunny and join us for some lindy hopping dance classes and performances on the Horniman Bandstand. Suitable for all ages.
Make and Take
Saturday and Sunday
10.30am - 4.30pm
£5 per person
Join us in Make and Take for some fun craft activity to celebrate Spring. Have fun decorating a character terracotta plant pot and planter, then take it home and grow something lovely.
Arts and Crafts Market
Saturday and Sunday
10.30am - 4.30am
Discover handmade products by local designers and makers in the Arts and Crafts market taking place in the Conservatory.
Aequill will be bringing their luxury candle range made with fine essential oils.
African Instrument Books sell African educational books, handmade musical instruments and scarves.
Ahima London makes handmade sterling silver jewellery.
Pick up original artwork prints, greeting cards, bookmarks and calendars from Akeisha Walters.
Blue Angel Designs offer handmade keepsakes and jewellery.
Something for the kids, Clarke's Closet create handmade rag dolls and children's accessories.
E&G Designs create Afrocentric children's clothing and accessories perfect for baby showers.
Explore Learning will be in attendance promoting their tailored tuition service specialising in maths and English for children aged 4-15.
Felma the Cow want to take the stress out of kid's shoe shopping with mobile fittings and great shoes.
Heavenly Presents specialise in Easter decorations and special keepsakes.
If you're a fan of screen printed small leather goods, purses, card holders and prints, then Jill has you covered.
Kitty & Dude will be bringing hand-made, 1950's inspired ceramic giftware to the market.
Maison Moth offers small-batch apothecary skincare products and candles, all handmade in London.
Pip Portley Jewellery are bringing their contemporary award-winning jewellery.
Saneymi trade in stylish handmade scarves and sterling silver jewllery.
Looking for a new backpack? scarf? Or just a print for your room? The Pattern Guild produce limited edition screen printed clothes and accessories.
Cards, prints, and journals are the order of the day with There's a Star Behind You.
Usborne Books will be selling award-winning children's books and activity packs.
Pick up modern patchwork quilts and cushions from Handmade in SE20.
Kath Dare Jewellery will be offering her services as a handmade jeweller.
Anousha Cole will be bringing her Project Fish to the Horniman, offering hand-drawn illustrations, art prints, cushions and gift cards celebrating our connection to the sea.
Easter Trails
Saturday and Sunday
10.30am - 4.30pm
£1 per quiz sheet from the Easter Desk outside the main entrance
Follow clues around the Gardens and the Museum on the Easter trail and collect your prize! Suitable for families with children ages 3+
Farmers' Market
9.00am - 4.30am
Our weekly Farmers' Market has extended opening hours, selling locally sourced, locally sold vegetables, meat, bread, flowers, hot food and much more.
Teacup Rides and Bouncy Castle
Saturday and Sunday
10.30am - 4.30pm
Bandstand Terrace
Face Painting
Saturday and Sunday
10.30am - 4.30pm
Gardens Marquee
Prices from £6
Petloons Balloons
Saturday and Sunday
10.30am - 4.30pm
Prices from £5


text: The schizo in schizophrenia means "split". That split isn't in personalities though. It's the incongruence in words, actions and intent. I'm not deliberately mean or aloof. I say one thing in a certain way in my mind, but it comes out aggressive or crazy. In my mind I'm normal and nice and in the moment. I have been told that that incongruence is the schizo. I can say I love you and hurt your feelings, also, I can tell you to go to hell and you would pack your bags and buy a one way ticket. I don't notice these splits in words and actions, I was told about this over the years in treatment. I may seem inappropriate in conversation or aggressive in nature but trust me that is only the natural me. I space out from time to time too. I hear people call my name and answer and they are like, "I've been talking to you for two minutes". I'm gone in my own world. You should really appreciate the fact that you can be in the moment and focus. See for me, my thoughts are very loud. I can hear the voices in my head like I am wearing headphones. "You're going to die", "you're going to get shot stabbed or beaten to death". They also tell me about the consequences of being what other people want me to be, like letting other people dictate my behavior is fatal. Not that it's a bad thing to be real, but damn, why the loud ass voices? I'm struggling to write this blog right now. The thoughts are interrupted by those loud voices. "Nobody cares, they are waiting for you to die". Anyways, you may ask how I deal with this. Well, I fight against myself. I tell myself to fuck off, my higher self is what I'm trying to hear. Yet, I still hear these demonic voices, not in the way you think demonic, but quite persuasive tones and scary ass volume. "They are going to kill you". I'm lucky I'm strong enough to leave the house and do anything remotely routine. You may think what you want, but I know what I'm going through on the daily basis. My life is "split", as is my mind, body, and soul. I look at my life and some people that I associate with and think that I have made some bad decisions. I can't trust myself to the point that I make horrible judgement and bad decisions. I am living a life I never thought I would live. Being a father is awesome, as is being a good hubby and friend. I'm loyal to very few people, but that natural loyal discipline makes me an extra nice associate. I wait until I have some lucidity before I tell people to eat shit and die. Still, I keep fighting the voices, that are not always wrong. How do I know when they are helping or hurting? Are they always wrong? Are they always right? I don't know but I continue to live as half good half evil, to an extreme. Rappers have told me my music isn't that crazy. Of course not, I'm not TRYING to be crazy, I'm fighting a horrible mental condition. I try 100 times harder than you "normal" folks to live a stable life. That's why I don't give a shit about what people have to say about me most times. If I was a weaker person I would have been dead and buried 15 years ago when I was locked in the hospital arguing with the voices through my actions. I'm writing this because I have to get this out to the world. I am watching the earth spin with an hour glass filled with drug powder about to break that glass and sniff my life away. Because when I'm high the voices are more quiet. I don't know why, but drugs even me out. That's why they prescribe me such strong medication. I need to be in an altered mindset to function somewhat normal. My soul is strong yet scarred. My mind and body are the same as my soul. I'm 100% injured by trauma. If I told you the details you wouldn't believe them. My life has been crazy but there are people going through so much more shit than us. Anyways, I'm getting some chill time everyday to myself to try to rid myself of these "demons". No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to accomplish that goal. One.


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Welcoming the Month of Rajab
Translated from a lecture on this topic given by a teacher of the Howza, Qum, August, 2005:
The month of Rajab is full of blessings and mercy. The Ahlul Bayt (a) have described it as asabb (أصب), meaning that the blessings of Allah pour down in abundance during this month on believers who observe its rites like heavy rain (on dry earth).
Sayyid Tawoos in his Iqbaal al-Amaal (one of the main sources of mafatih al-jinaan) says that be aware that when you enter the month of Rajab, you enter a sacred month of haraam (prohibition). Allah (swt) has set aside four months in the year wherein fighting is prohibited. These are known as the months of haraam. Of course, fighting for unjust causes and attacking innocent people in other months is also unlawful but these four months have the additional sanctity that Allah, the Master, has entirely prohibited fighting and battle among his servants.
In the calendar, the last month of haraam we had was the month of Muharram. Muharram too is a sacred month, yet we know that in the sad history following the death of the Prophet (s), so-called Muslims violated the sanctity of this month. After cornering the grandson of the Prophet (s), his blessed family, and his noble companions in the desert of Karbala, they desecrated the sanctity of Muharram and committed the greatest disobedience of Allah ever by battling with Imam Husayn (a) and sending him and those who fought with him to their martyrdom -- even though fighting was prohibited throughout the month.
Therefore Sayyid Tawoos notes that the blessed arrival of the month of Rajab brings with it a renewed sense of security and peace as we hope to be protected by the rule of Allah, our Master, from warfare and fighting from other fellow servants of Allah. We haven't felt this spirit of protection for five months since the month of Muharram. Sayyid Tawoos makes a further interesting observation. In this month, how bad would it be if servants were to disobey Allah by fighting each other? But even worse than that, when servants are protected from each other, how disrespectful and ugly would it be if a servant were to react to this blessing of Allah by warring against his Master, by disobeying Him and sinning?
The most important act of this month is seeking forgiveness of Allah (istighfar) that helps in moving aside the curtains that cover our hearts. In this respect repetition of the line
استغفر الله و اساله التوبة (astaghfirullaaha wa asaluhu at-tawbah) has been recommended.
It is perhaps is in this month that Imam Zayn al-Abideen (a) used to spend his nights in Makkah in front of the Ka'bah reciting this line while in sajdah:
الهي عظم الذنب من عبدك فليحسن العفو من عندك (ilaahee, `adhuma adh-dhanbu min `abdika, falyahsunil `afwu min indik)
O My God! Great indeed is the sin from your servant. Is it not therefore fitting and proper that you should forgive him?
The dua "يا من ارجوه لكل خير" (yaa man arjoohu li kulli khayr) is commonly recited after prayers during this month. Many people have unknowingly misinterpreted the tradition accompanying the dua and make these common mistakes:
- The tradition says to hold your beard in your left hand while moving the index finger of your right hand. It doesn't say to move your hand or your arm. Swinging your arm around left and right doesn't fit with what the tradition says. Instead, keep your arm and hand steady and still and move only your pointing finger back and forth.
- The narration actually says that the Imam (a) held his beard and moved his finger throughout the whole dua -- not just the part that begins with يا ذا الجلال و الاكرام (ya dhal jalaali wal ikraam). This can be proven by carefully examining the whole tradition.
- Women are exempted from the accompany rites and can simply recite the dua while lifting their hands towards the sky as is typical when asking from Allah.


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Today was Brandie's birthday! She started off by receiving some flowers at work from Emma and Abby. At home, we had a small party for her. Lulu and her kids came by, as well as my Mom and Dad. I made her one of her favorite dishes, King Ranch Chicken, and also made her a chocolate cake from scratch. She also received some flowers from Mom and Dad, along with some balloons and candy. She received Bath and Body Works products from the girls, and I got her some floor seats to see Pink in concert. All in all it was a great birthday for her, and I was glad she enjoyed it! Happy birthday sweetheart!
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You love and nurture your children. Do you also cultivate and love yourself?
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NAIROBI, Kenya - Famine is at risk of spreading to a third county in South Sudan in the absence of food aid, a new report from a U.S.-backed monitoring group says, with the United Nations warning on Sunday that hundreds of thousands of children could die without assistance.
The report from the Famine Early Warning Systems Network says starvation is likely to occur in Koch county in the absence of humanitarian aid.
In February, the U.N. and South Sudan's government officially declared a famine in Leer and Mayendit counties, with a million people said to be at risk.
The new report says famine is likely to spread further during the months of July to September, the lean season for South Sudan's farmers.
And without the presence of humanitarian aid groups, even more parts of the country would be at risk of famine, including the southern Yei region and the eastern Jonglei area, the report says.
The U.N. and others say the famine is man-made, a result of a three-year civil war that has turned the country into one of the world's largest humanitarian crises. The fighting has blocked aid in some regions, and the government has been accused by aid groups of restricting access. Officials deny it.
"Humanitarian access is still likely to remain volatile throughout the outlook period in many areas," the new report warns, citing the spread of conflict since fighting erupted anew in the capital, Juba, in July.
"Families have hit a tipping point, and without sustained humanitarian assistance hundreds of thousands of children are at risk of death," James Elder, a spokesman for the U.N. children's agency, told The Associated Press on Sunday.
On Wednesday, a U.N. base in Leer county came under attack from the direction of the government-held town, according to the U.N. There were no deaths, but aid has been limited as a result of the fighting.
"The people are hungry and deprived as the result of the famine. However, it is clear the attackers have no consideration for their plight, given those who most desperately need help will suffer more because of a likely resulting delay of humanitarian aid," David Shearer, head of the U.N. mission in South Sudan, said in a statement.