It was a little longer and thicker than the junior cane. At first he took it be the curved handle and let it fall by his side. It was long enough to touch the ground and reminded him of a walking stick. That didn’t seem right, so then he gripped it half way down. It was a ...
If he got a fright when he realised that he was no longer alone, he gave no sign of it, but slowly lowered his binoculars and turned to flash a broad, confident grin at me while alert eyes took me in. Sorry if I gave you a start, I said. It’s cool. You see the red kites?
but it also has to stretch to fit around the widest part, where your heel is all chunky. It can be stretched to the max to fit over this point, but it must GO… or the sock will not be a sock (for you).
Make noises like actually rubbing your hand on the tunnel - in training only, until your dog gets so fast that you can no longer beat them around the tunnel. Be sure not to touch the tunnel in competition.6) Always do cross in fronts almost always.Use a blind cross or cross in front...
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of life is out of our control. It reminded me that love really is patient and kind. Deep down, no matter how painful some of the glimpse into that world was to me, I still wish nothing but health, happiness, and contentment for those whom I miss (and can no longer be involved with...
2 (in ballet) position of a dancer balanced on one leg with the other stretched horizontally backwards 阿拉贝斯克舞姿(芭蕾舞中的一种舞姿, 单腿直立, 另一腿向後平伸). Arabian / E5reIbIEn; E`rebIEn/ adj of Arabia or the Arabs 阿拉伯的; 阿拉伯人的: the Arabian Sea 阿拉伯海. Arabian n...
I used to be a player myself, but as I am now over the hill so to speak, I no longer play. I was still physically fit though. Standing six foot three I had been a goalkeeper, a position which had allowed me to play until I reached forty. Suddenly the strain on my body started...
“This is the last straw Ryan, you are supposed to be a young man, but you are behaving like a spoilt child. What you need is a thoroughly well-walloped bottom. My brothers were punished that way by my father until they were no longer teenagers, I can’t see why it should be any...
Crack! The cane swished down into Charlie’s stretched grey Terylene. The boy jerked as the rattan hit home. Paul stood in the courtyard transfixed. There was Charlie, dressed in his school uniform: dark blue jumper with yellow braiding around the edges, grey trousers and black shoes, laying...