1. How much work have you done this morning? 2. To dig a tunnel will need a great amount of labour. 3. He’s done the least work. 4. There are several methods of approaching this problem. 5. I know little French. 6. There must be less empty talk but more practical work. 7. ...
You think it strange. It will come true.你认为这很奇异,但这会发生。And in some far off distant land在那些远离海洋的土地上Some men - oh such a tiny band某些人 -哦,很小的一个种囦族Will ha囦ve to lea囦ve their solid mount将会离开它们坚固的山岗And span the earth, those few to count...
motherly love and protection. Legend has it that when the world was created, the sky was pressed too tightly to the land and light of the sun could not shine fully upon the earth. The magpie took pity on humans (fumbling in darkness), and gathered sticks to pry an opening between the ...
Scotland –granting the recipient the legal use of the Scottish Title Lord or Lady. This fun and unique gift not only comes with the courtesy titles, but it will also give back to Mother Earth directly and is a perfect way to let someone know you are thinking...
If we look carefully at the image of Monoi, we see that he was a bit peculiar. He existed closed up inside a rock and was only let out when Hina or Rona called for him. A rock is part of the earth, and the earth belongs to the Great Mother. And in the end Monoi was eaten by...
Well, one of those that are on earth, without wings. “I heard that you need some help,” he said. “What do you mean?” I asked, trying to figure out which area of my life he meant. "Financially, to stay in school.”“Well, I make it okay. I just have trouble w...
You always leave the house keys behind, so I have to save my to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a (n) city. I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your ...
“When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth.” ―Mitch Albom, For One More Day Days before my fifth birthday, I threw a rock into the large bay window of our front room just to hear the window pop. When I was nine, I...
On Being Happy Without You Two years later and my grip is looser now. But I still find myself walking through the calendar, only for certain days to swallow me whole. June 12th, August 13th, and October 13th: The day my father died, my mother died, and my marriage died. ...
‘Okay then. You drive’, I say, thrusting the keys at him and pouting like a sullen teenager reluctantly handing over cigarettes to a parent. We snake to the top of the road in first gear while I pray that it will just appear, the moon, loom large and red shining down on us and...