Sunday, June 21, 2009

Duane Reade, Nail Polish

Under the sky of Zion

Two seagulls love him
brown and her red
They kiss at dusk.
contemplate the horizon
Drunk on light and stars.
dreams of love
Under the sky of Zion
And feel nostalgia
the eternal gardens of Eden. How beautiful his smile was

They had on my lips! Two seagulls

love him and her brown red
They kiss at dusk as it was sad

They had pain in my heart! Two seagulls

love him and her brown red
plunge high in the sky
Embroidering with their sighs
solitary pines and flowering mulberry

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Why Am I So Attracted To Milf

2009



From the quarterly report Sven, our voluntary Shashemane on Women Promotion Centre

Two weeks ago I went to visit the Center for Women's Promotion Shashemane and interview them about their work, their aspirations and their concerns. In the following pages you can participate in their daily lives.

There are currently 28 women (two of them are new) who work at the Promotion Center. All women wishing to enter the micro-credit program do an interview with Sister Jacquie which will decide what will be to their work in order to better integrate into the project, according to their abilities and skills: all women from different ethnic groups or different districts, such as 01, 02, 04, 05, 08, 010 and Mejaha. Every day women walk with bare feet and the way to the center, which means that some take at least two hours per day to cover the stretch to get to work and also time to return home. However all of them are happy to have the opportunity to work than their friends who are still in condition "slavery" of poverty and the art of getting by.

The working day starts at 8:30 in the morning up to 17:00 in the afternoon in these hours alternating two groups, a section in the morning and one in the afternoon. The two coordinators remain in the center all day. Sometimes other women taken by the enthusiasm, remain in their company to complete the various tasks assigned. Like everything here, including the working hours depends on the availability of electricity and light.





For each woman is assigned a different task: some of them sew and embroider garments such as pillows, traditional clothes, tablecloths, napkins and anything else they are asked to the Wedding, others sew aprons and uniforms for children in our schools. At the center there are sewing machines, but they stole the pedals and now I am working only 3, there is also a modern chassis, not so modern know how to use it (Temesgen Father promised to send a technician to illustrate how to use them). Shetiye but is doing a course to learn how to use the new sewing machine and soon we hope will form the other women.

Moreover, women are engaged in manufacturing and Berbere Shiroo, owing to the famine that pervades in this period. It 'a slow, but that requires care is the only way to bring food to their homes or to sell at the market. The work goes like this: First they cut the fresh chilli and leave to dry in the sun, then mix it with other 13 spices, pour into a container of wood, then grind it all in order to obtain a powder that will form the basis for the preparation of their traditional food. This is indeed a very tough job.

The additional commitment that is to take care of the rental of wedding gowns. If you visit the Centre Promoting Women you can even browse an album where there are photos of the clothes worn by women themselves of the Centre or by brides who have worn on their wedding day: as you know, the clothes are donated by brides Italian or by some studios. This activity goes on quite well and the bride and groom pass each other the news about the Center. In fact many come just to look around and daydream the day they will wear their dress.





Through the microcredit project women receive substantial assistance, but it can also happen sometimes, that their "salary" late: everything depends on the selling of favors in Italy and donations to the Center. Sister Jacquie always has a fund to support emergencies. Meanwhile, the women know how to handle this problem by selling with regret something you have struggled to achieve. During our interview we asked some young women who want to study, others would like to acquire more skills in the textile field and be able to give more. In a short time the center will move into a cottage near the Catholic Mission of Shashemane and being bigger will be able to enjoy two rooms for the sale of objects produced by them also. But it remains to be seen.





Women during our chat was requested that their life would be without this very important opportunity and do not hide their fears, given the great difficulty, if at any moment another everything would vanish. Instead, I believe that things will get better, I tried to send a little 'safety and confidence in their future work, helping a little 'to design the new Centre rechargeable enthusiasm. I asked them to have patience and that even if sometimes they are tired I'm sure that will soon rise again from their condition and that all this time to serve their formation and their growth. The role of women is not easy, rather it is a drag in many matters. This leads to discouragement, letting go and help should be given more especially in these moments of discouragement and even then it takes courage. But smiles taking off from the embarrassment I felt his eyes.

My words, incurred by the purchase of the reserve tanks for clean water and the donation of the Friends of Aurora Assicurazioni, have thrilled their hearts even more and immediately asked to Sister Jacquie to initiate the opening of the new Centre, together then it was decided to buy a mill to produce the Berbere, would save a lot of time and also could "rent" to other people. Thank you, thank you, thank you ... can not imagine what it means for these women have the opportunity to have a future: give us a hand yet, I trust, and the same confidence that I sent to women.





My overall impression is that all women are highly motivated and willing to work also facing enormous sacrifices. They have great ideas and show extraordinary commitment. Only the organization could be improved and made more efficient. The common idea is that you can start a sponsorship of these women with their children to assist in the management of the family, in their professional growth and to ensure, over time, they need medical examinations: follow especially during childbirth and personal hygiene education.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Nico Robin E Nami Hot Gratis

Lullaby

breeze through the avenues
And the wind on Caramel
Large moths
From the heart of silver,
Flocks of birds in the sky in the distance

The barking of dogs
And you singing me to sleep
Por.
Under the stars of heaven trembling
distributed
With your voice
Shards of blue light to the darkness alive

From my cradle.
I still remember every note of thy lullaby

E
monotonous, repeating the words:
Bayushky Bayu, Bayu bayushky
seems to be running an order as if you were to listen

compelling voices

slipping from your blood in me

penetrating as a sword of light. Sad and dreary

vibrate in
Your E melancholy lullaby

Like the breath of water, sweet
Like the trembling of the leaves, simple and pathetic

with his Slavic rhythm, a little 'oblique
filtered through
distant landscapes
Diasporas old and new
E
burned and burning.
of pain in my cot
tragic
ground with the slow rhythm of acute Full
mystery
Bayushky Bayu, Bayu bayushky

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

What Happens If Capillaries Burst

Thanks Gregory

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Thursday, June 4, 2009

Westernchikan Wife House In Bus

are perhaps bold?

Tuesday morning at eleven o'clock in Israel, the sirens began to sound. I knew that this was an exercise and that no danger loomed on my child, but that siren so anachronistic, shrill and banal I chilled the blood.

(six hundred and thirteen knights are coming from the sea

tremble to take us in Eden
Where the songs
Where the harps and cymbals resound
cheerful air,
Where dreams do not cry And the tears

prisoners remain in the throat. )

Then we arranged in-room safes, stocked with all the comforts (radio, computer, water, candles and some cookies, three books, a train with rails and a pot to pee in an emergency). Maybe I sound pathetic, but it is not. I do not think audacity to ask to live here as we live in Rome, London and Madrid, to live in a world with no air-raid shelters, with no security cameras, without gas masks. Living in a world where no one threatens to wipe my country, a world in which no points ballistic missiles against my valleys and hills, I want to live in a world where no one at the supermarket before going to submit my daughter in the wheelchair controls security. I want to live in a world where in front of the kindergarten my daughter's father does not turn into armed guard.

Am I shameless?

Sample Of Booking Christian Artist Letter

Red Cat The hair

There once was a kitten
All
red hair with freckles pretty
Ssparse here and there. It was crazy

For other kittens
Because it was very snobbish,
But honey she liked very much.
ran all day on the fields and to see her so fast

His mother became crazy
Literally.
sniffed the scent of flowers
stroked with the almond eyes
Above
She loved honey. I drank greedily

And then he licked his lips.
One day, the brazen,
He went to a lion
He, too, all red hair
And he asked: "Mr. Lion, he would have a place
Small, small in her heart for me?"

And the lion said, "But what do you do?"
said the cat:
"I can do many things:
So scratch,
Baiting,
Irritating
But above all I like the honey
" The lion said
"Go away, kitty!

Even I have enough trouble without you .
And then you are full of honey
What sticks in my hair,
found another heart. "
"Please" The flatter
kitten
"My great lord, just let me sleep

A bit 'on his back."
And The Lion, The enamored
said dryly:
"I am a lion
And who do you think you are?"