CLASSIC POEMS TO READ ALOUD
FOLKS' WISE TALK AND INSPIRATION
The world is a staircase:
some are going up,
some are coming down.
The devil is busy
in a high wind.
If you are in hiding
don't light a fire.
To be born
with a silver spoon
in the mouth.
To stir up a hornet's nest.
To make one hole
to stop another.
A ghost knows
who to frighten.
Old wounds soon bleed.
It takes two
to make a quarrel.
Trouble catches a man
and a child's frock will fit him.
may bind an elephant.
You cannot shoe
a running horse.
It is a long lane
that has no turning.
There are more foolish
buyers than foolish sellers.
Distance lends enchantment
to the view.
A donkey says,
is not level ground.
A bad beginning
makes a good ending.
Follow the river
and you'll find the sea.
Diligence is a great teacher.
Neither wise men nor fools
work without tools.
Don't curse the alligator
a long mouth till you have
crossed the river.
(Caribbean) ',' ,-
Hope springs eternal
in the human breast:
CLASSIC POEMS TO READ ALOUD
A hungry man
is an angry man.
Give and spend
and God will send.
The tongue ever turns
to the aching tooth.
Time cures more
than the doctor.
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never won fair lady.
A heavy purse
makes a light heart.
A good husband
makes a good wife.
make fine birds.
At wooden-leg people's
dance, you should dance
like a wooden-leg too.
There are pictures in poems
and poems in pictures.
Make short the miles
with talk and smiles.
Peace in a thatched hut-
that is happiness.
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oh and the proverbs come out of the book
Classic poems to read aloud, and the chapter is called 35 proverbs
here is one that you may like to read "The grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do something to love, and something to hope for.
"Something to do"
Happiness is a rebound from hard work. One of the follies of man is to assume that he can enjoy mere emotion as well try to eat beauty! Happiness must be tricked. She loves to see men work. She loves sweat, weariness, self-sacrifice. She will not be found in palaces but lurking in cornfields and factories and on over littered desks. she crowns the unconscious head of the busy man.
Doing easily what others find difficult is talent; doing what is impossible for talent is genius.
Life is like playing the violin in public and learning the instrument as one goes on
Happiness is int he teaste, and not in the things themselves we are happy from possession what we like, not from possessing what others like.
He who enjoys doing and enjoys what he has done is happy.
To accomplish great things, we must not only act but also dream, not only plan but also believe.
*The supply of time is a daily miracle. You wake up in the morning your purse if magnificiently filled with 24 hours of the unmanufactured tissue of the universe of life it is yours the most precious of your possessions.
Great minds have purposes, others have wishes.
The darkest hour in any man's life is when he sits down to plan how to get money without earining it.
He has half the deed done, who has made a beginning.
Doing is the great thing. For if resolutely people do what is right, in time they come to like doing it.
the wise does at once what the fool does at last.
*If we begin with certainties, we shall end in doubts, but if we begin with doubts, and are patient in them, we shall end in certainties.
Man's happiness does not lie in freedom, but in acceptance of duty.
Why not go on a limb? Isn't that where the fruit is?
Win as if you were used to it, lose as if you enjoyed it for a change
*Those only are happy who have their minds fixed on some object other than their own happiness, on the happiness of others, on the improvement of mankind, even on some art or pursuit followed not as a means but as itself an ideal end. Aiming thus at something else, they find happiness by the way...ask yourself whether you are happy, and you cease to be so. The only chance is to treat, not happiness, but some end external to it, as the purpose of life.
Example: Gsd ear infections?
ok, i need some advice. i breed german shepherds and have done for a long time. i never breed for profit (just as well cos i never make any! lol) all my boys and girls are health checked and certified, my puppies homes are vetted and i have a waiting list (im not a byb or puppy mill ect)
in the last 7 months my favourite (yes i know i houldnt but me an him have been thorugh a a lot!) stud Vaughn, who is nearly six has had some major ear problems and he has had surgery on one side which now means he only has one ear up i have a couple of questions do you think his ear will recover and re lift or stay down like a labs?
and (dear god) im terrified he might have passed this on to his pups what do you think the odds are? he has never ever been ill before not so much as a flea, i wouldnt of dreamed of breeding with him had i known and now i have this horrible sinking feeling to think i might of made the breed worse not better, needless to say i wont be using him to stud again
I dreamt I was driving down a busy highway. As I drove to get to my destination, I saw that there were bodies of dead horses littering the road which made driving difficult for me. These horses were golden in color (if the color matters). I managed to swerve pass the dead horses while also avoiding the trailer trucks that seem to rule the road. Now, the road ended at a grassy field, shaded by lots of trees. I walked through the field and saw that it was littered with dead monkeys with many arms. Some were being eaten by scavengers. But I noticed mostly that the corpses had so many arms that in my mind, I named them spider monkeys. Then I woke up.
Example: How did you meet your horse?
I'm on bunny watch duty tonight...uber bored...
Sooooooo, how did you meet your horse?
By end of life issues, I mean situations that often warrant humane destruction, such as cancer, severe colic, founder, difficult foalings, horse getting hit by a car on the highway, horse getting caught in or running through a barbed wire fence, and so forth. I am asking what provisions people would make when dealing with these types of situations. Answers could include a discussion of destruction methods, disposal methods and costs, dealing with the emotional issues which precede and follow such a loss, insurance issues, and so forth. Keep in mind that there are no right or wrong answers here- I am asking this as part of the research I am doing for a book I am writing. I would also appreciate a civil discussion, as deciphering rude comments takes time. Thanks.
Hey, I’m writing a story and just wanted some feedback on what you think of the first chapter… its kinda long but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Please respect the fact that this is my work and don't copy it for your own story.
It was close to midnight when Sarus finally snuck out of his bedroom and walk up the stairs toward the study. While everyone else slept he would often explore the old Cotswold Castle that sat high on the cliffs by the coast of Muirdin. He loved the study and would spend hours dreaming about great adventures from the past. His father, King Duran, used to sit Sarus on his knee and read him the exciting stories from the numerous books that lined the walls. But that was 11 years ago now – when he had been just a boy, before his mother had died and everything had gone so horrible wrong. Now Sarus would sneak in the study late at night, after everyone was asleep and stare out the window, looking at the ghostly shapes of the landscape below.
He glanced around the room and his bright blue eyes rested on the far wall of the study. There was an odd pattern on the wall that he hadn’t noticed before. He walked over to it and saw that it was a series of strange words and symbols. He looked around, trying to pinpoint where they were coming from and noticed a crystal prism by the window that appeared to be reflecting in the moonlight. He scrawled down the cryptic message and went back to the window seat to try to work out what it meant. After a few minutes he realized the code was much harder than he first thought. He walked over to the book shelf and started looking for a book he had once seen. High above him was a book on ancient codes. He reached up and pulled it off the shelf. It was heavy and very old, bound by horse hair, with faded yellow pages. Sarus noticed that in the middle of the book there was a page with its corner folded over. He turned to that page and realized that it had the same code as the wall. Slowly he pieced the code together, working out what the message was:
“Up the tower, twenty paces to the right, stand by the window, watch the light. Follow the instruction and you will find, a chamber hidden with mysteries divine.”
He hurriedly put the book back and left the study, making sure nothing looked disturbed. Sarus sprinted toward the tower and, reaching the bottom, he swung open the wooden door thankful it hadn’t been locked that night. He quickly ran up the stairs to the top floor. While he caught his breath he glanced around the room. It was hot and stuffy and there was a lot of furniture littered throughout the room, discarded from the main halls. Sarus walked what he thought were about twenty paces to his right and found he was standing by the window. He turned around to see if he could find anything that would point him in the direction of the hidden chamber. Opposite him in the room was a large, floor to ceiling tapestry on the wall, awash in moonlight. It almost seemed real – beautiful stitches telling a tale of happier times – delicate flowers, children playing on a swing and parents watching closely. Tonight amongst the picture Sarus thought he distinguished the same words and symbols as in the study and, after a closer examination, he realized that somehow the maker of the tapestry had weaved a silver thread through the entire picture. When the moonlight touched the tapestry, the silver shone and became the code. He carefully pulled the tapestry away from the wall; it felt heavy and musty in his hands. Sarus saw the same unique pattern on the old stone wall. He rested his hand on the carved out symbols – they were covered with moss and dust and were very detailed. He tried pressing on one of the stones and it slid smoothly back into the wall. He pushed on the next stone and it too slid back. Picking up the pace, he eagerly pushed more of the symbols, excited to see the secret room.
Sarus suddenly sensed a presence behind him; he whirled around, taking his dagger out of its sheath. Tarek, his faithful servant and professor stood behind him. Tarek was a very short, kind old man with a face covered in wrinkles and green eyes that sparkled and shone, as if they were enjoying a joke that no one else knew. At night, Sarus would often hear him shuffling through the corridors; he seemed to sleep very little but never appeared tired.
“Tarek, what are you doing here?” Sarus whispered, feeling the need to keep his voice down.
“Sarus,” Tarek said, “When I was a young man, I discovered the hidden chamber and ever since I have watched and protected the secrets it holds. I have watched you since you were a young boy and know you will guard this chamber with your life. Hopefully you will be able to finish what was started many years ago.”
“If you were eager for me to find the chamber, why didn’t you tell me?” Sarus questioned, slightly puzzled.
“There is a plan in place that is much stronger tha
where can i find it in story telling form?
I know the answer is out there!
It's so hard to be a woman in this world. Men have it so easy... everyone needs love, companionship and to share a life. Everyone. But... women have to compete over men, and most of us are going to wind up single, alone and confined to celibacy. There are so few men to go around and so many women fighting over them. Most of us dream of a husband waiting for us but realistically most women are not going to get a chance to be married because it's so competitive. On the other hand, it's so easy for a guy to get a girl... even a guy with various flaws that can get the pick of the litter, but girls have to scratch each other's eyes out for a guy... any guy. It's just so hard to be confined to celibacy and loneliness over your gender.
Even the women lucky enough to get husbands get cheated on or left, but men don't have to go through heartbreak like that because it's so rare to even get a husband that women aren't likely to take them for granted.
I wouldn't commit adultery or be a homewrecker so I feel like I'm stuck being celibate.
Can anyone else relate to my feelings?
I'm thinking about opening a pet store that specializes in Aquatic life. I have been studying and caring for fish and other aquatic life for about 8 years now. They are my passion. I have a strong love for other animals as well. I have owned and cared for everything from gerbils to birds to dogs and even horses. I'm curious about how to go about doing this. I'm in college for film at the moment and its just not what I want to do anymore. I've always humored myself with this idea And now want to look further into it. I'm thinking switch my major to business, get a loan, and go for it. My questions are. What can I expect as far as start up cost, inventory, employees, etc. Any and all info/ pointers/tips are greatly appreciated. I want to do this in the Little Rock, AR metro area (Bryant, Benton, Little Rock, etc.) There's a few small pet shops around here but none that I can think of that are mainly a fish store. Thank You in advance!