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In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 4:22 pmDavid’s tree story « Treewhispers
In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 4:08 pmDavid’s tree story « Treewhispers: “1 DAVID’S TREE STORY.
2 Growing up in Northfield, we had two trees in the
3 front yard that were probably 50 yards apart. And my
4 father — I had two brothers. My father had the idea
5 of putting a rope high between the two trees and
6 fixing a pulley system with a rope and a round seat.
7 And then he took a — probably a one-story ladder,
8 leaned it up against the higher tree, and you could
9 take the swing up with you, put the round swing
10 between your legs and glide down between the trees.
11 And so that was our own little amusement park in the
12 front yard
13 Anyone ever get hurt?
14 No. No one ever got hurt surprisingly. We even got
15 creative in the fall. We would rake the leaves and
16 then burn them. And then of course you’d go over
17 them — not flaming, but smoldering. Do something
18 kind of daring.
19 But the trees weren’t, you know, extremely mature.
20 And now I drive by the house in Northfield and
21 they’re fortunately still there. But they’re very
22 mature.
23 Did you bend them?
24 No, they were quite strong when we had them. But the”
To Nightingale3
In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 4:05 pm
Just be there.Please,just be there,anywhere.
I need You today.I am going to celebrate His day.
You did never wrote a poem to Chris like You said You will..
or,I have never seen this poem.
Sing him Your song insteed all.
Friendship between nations
In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 3:59 pmMilena,
While the start of High Holy Days is here, there’s still time to help hungry Jewish people during this sacred time of year.
Your contribution to IFCJ’s High Holy Days Campaign will help us provide both basic staples and special holiday foods so needy Jews can observe this sacred season with dignity.
This year the High Holy Days are arriving amid unease and rising tensions. Jewish people around the world continue to face anti-Semitism and discrimination, while growing unrest in the Holy Land means the government is forced to spend more of its resources to fight terrorism and defend her borders.
As a result, there are even less resources available to help the most vulnerable — elderly men and women, including Holocaust survivors who have no family to care for them — destitute children who go to bed hungry at night — and the impoverished families who struggle to provide even the most basic of necessities.
My friend, these people are suffering and urgently need our help.
That is why I am asking you to reach out to ease their burden and give them a chance to observe the High Holy Days with dignity.
“Feed the hungry and help those in trouble. Then your light will shine out from the darkness”(Isaiah 58:10).
With prayers for shalom, peace,
Rabbi Yechiel Eckstein
President
President
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The biblically based High Holy Days begin with Rosh Hashanah and span the 10 days until Yom Kippur — the Day of Atonement.
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The quote for You
In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 12:49 pm| The Road to Happiness |
| “We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting something we don’t have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.”
~Frederick Koenig |
milenanik3 – Page 5
In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 12:41 pmThank You all there who wrote for all these days.I am always somewhere in mind with all of You.
Peace and joy be with all of You beautiful people.I wish You all the heavenly Love for each and every of You.
with respects and Love,
eternally your Milena
ps.Thank You for being there!
Without Warning by Sappho
In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 12:23 pmWithout Warning by Sappho: “Without warning
as a whirlwind
swoops on an oak
Love shakes my heart”
Hmm..I do have problems with ancient poets..
Robert Frost Acceptance
In Uncategorized on 30 rujna, 2011 at 12:20 pmRobert Frost Acceptance: “hen the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down burning into the gulf below,
No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
At what has happened. Birds, at least must know
It is the change to darkness in the sky.
Murmuring something quiet in her breast,
One bird begins to close a faded eye;
Or overtaken too far from his nest,
Hurrying low above the grove, some waif
Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.
At most he thinks or twitters softly, ‘Safe!
Now let the night be dark for all of me.
Let the night be too dark for me to see
Into the future. Let what will be, be.'”
milenanik3
World of Sappho 