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<title><![CDATA[Why do people shout in anger shout at each other?]]></title>
<link>http://halsamt.com/2012/03/31/why-do-people-shout-in-anger-shout-at-each-other/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2012 14:55:36 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Heba</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[A Hindu saint who was visiting river Ganges to take bath found a group of family members on the bank]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Charles Dickens, an avid walker, logged 20 miles a day]]></title>
<link>http://wanderlustmind.com/2012/02/16/charles-dickens-an-avid-walker-logged-20-miles-a-day/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 20:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Sebastian Alvarez</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Dickens was from childhood an avid, even compulsive, walker. He once wrote. &#8220;I think I must be]]></description>
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<p><em>Dickens was from childhood an avid, even compulsive, walker. He once wrote. &#8220;I think I must be the descendant, at no great distance, of some irreclaimable tramp.&#8221; Scarcely a day went by that Dickens didn&#8217;t flee his desk and take to the streets of London and its suburbs. He routinely walked as many as 20 miles a day, and once set out at 2 a.m. to walk from his house in London to his country residence in Gad&#8217;s Hill, Kent, 30 miles away. As several of his walking companions described it, he had a distinctive &#8220;swinging&#8221; gait. And, like many a serious runner of today, he &#8220;made a practice of increasing his speed when ascending a hill,&#8221; according to his friend Marcus Stone.</p>
<p>Dickens&#8217;s walks served him in two ways. On one level, they were fact-finding missions during which he recorded with his keen eye the teeming urban landscapes whose descriptions were his stock-in-trade. A letter from Paris to a family friend, the Reverend Edward Tagart, begins innocently enough, &#8220;I have been seeing Paris.&#8221; But what follows is a foot tour of the city that is characteristically Dickensian: &#8220;Wandering into Hospitals, Prisons, Dead-houses, Operas, Theatres, Concert-rooms, Burial-grounds, Palaces and Wine Shops. In my unoccupied fortnight of each month, every description of gaudy and ghastly sight has been passing before me in rapid Panorama.&#8221;</p>
<p>But Dickens&#8217;s walks played another, more important role in his life. They were, in a sense, acts of self-preservation. &#8220;If I could not walk far and fast,&#8221; he once confessed, &#8220;I think I should just explode and perish.&#8221; Unlike his contemporary, Anthony Trollope, who claimed he reeled off 3,000 words each morning before breakfast, Dickens found composition to be hard, painful work. The hours he spent at his desk agitated him tremendously, and walking served as a kind of safety valve.</em></p>
<p>Written by Merrell Noden, SI Vault. Continue <a href="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/vault/article/magazine/MAG1067056/1/"><strong>HERE</strong></a></p>
<p>Image above: Charles Dickens&#8217;s walking stick. Wood with ivory head. Rare Book &#38; Special Collections Division. Gift of John Batchelder, 1936 (180.4)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Why do we shout in anger?]]></title>
<link>http://kusumareddy.wordpress.com/2012/01/28/why-do-we-shout-in-anger/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 14:31:38 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Kusuma.S.Reddy</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[A saint asked his disciples, &#8216;Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A saint asked his disciples, &#8216;Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?&#8217;</p>
<p>Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, &#8216;Because we lose our calm&#8217;</p>
<p>&#8216;But, why to shout when the other person is just next to you?&#8217; asked the saint. &#8216;Isn&#8217;t it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you&#8217;re angry?&#8217; Disciples gave some other answers which did not satisfy the saint.</p>
<p>Finally he explained, ‘When two people are angry at each other, that anger creates a distance between their hearts. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are the stronger and louder they shout to hear each other through that great distance.&#8217;</p>
<p>Then the saint asked, &#8216;What happens when two people fall in love? They don&#8217;t shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small&#8230;&#8217;</p>
<p>The saint continued, &#8216;When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that&#8217;s all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.&#8217;</p>
<p>MORAL: When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that creates a distance between each other</p>
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<title><![CDATA[THE DAILY GOSPEL 11 AUGUST 2011]]></title>
<link>http://prayersandmeditations.com/2011/08/11/the-daily-gospel-11-august-2011/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>latebreakingcatholic</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Memorial of Saint Clare, virgin Lectionary: 416 Reading 1 Jos 3:7-10a, 11, 13-17 The LORD said to Jo]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h5>Memorial of Saint Clare, virgin   <br />Lectionary: 416</h5>
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<h6>Reading 1 <a>Jos 3:7-10a, 11, 13-17</a></h6>
<p>The LORD said to Joshua,   <br />&#34;Today I will begin to exalt you in the sight of all Israel,    <br />that they may know I am with you, as I was with Moses.    <br />Now command the priests carrying the ark of the covenant    <br />to come to a halt in the Jordan    <br />when you reach the edge of the waters.&#34;    <br />So Joshua said to the children of Israel,    <br />&#34;Come here and listen to the words of the LORD, your God.    <br />This is how you will know that there is a living God in your midst,    <br />who at your approach will dispossess the Canaanites.    <br />The ark of the covenant of the LORD of the whole earth    <br />will precede you into the Jordan.    <br />When the soles of the feet of the priests carrying the ark of the LORD,    <br />the Lord of the whole earth,    <br />touch the water of the Jordan, it will cease to flow;    <br />for the water flowing down from upstream will halt in a solid bank.&#34;    <br />The people struck their tents to cross the Jordan,    <br />with the priests carrying the ark of the covenant ahead of them.    <br />No sooner had these priestly bearers of the ark    <br />waded into the waters at the edge of the Jordan,    <br />which overflows all its banks    <br />during the entire season of the harvest,    <br />than the waters flowing from upstream halted,    <br />backing up in a solid mass for a very great distance indeed,    <br />from Adam, a city in the direction of Zarethan;    <br />while those flowing downstream toward the Salt Sea of the Arabah    <br />disappeared entirely.    <br />Thus the people crossed over opposite Jericho.    <br />While all Israel crossed over on dry ground,    <br />the priests carrying the ark of the covenant of the LORD    <br />remained motionless on dry ground in the bed of the Jordan    <br />until the whole nation had completed the passage. </p>
<h6>Responsorial Psalm <a>Ps 114:1-2, 3-4, 5-6</a></h6>
<p>R. <strong>Alleluia!</strong>    <br />When Israel came forth from Egypt,    <br />the house of Jacob from a people of alien tongue,    <br />Judah became his sanctuary,    <br />Israel his domain.    <br />R. <strong>Alleluia!</strong>    <br />The sea beheld and fled;    <br />Jordan turned back.    <br />The mountains skipped like rams,    <br />the hills like the lambs of the flock.    <br />R. <strong>Alleluia!</strong>    <br />Why is it, O sea, that you flee?    <br />O Jordan, that you turn back?    <br />You mountains, that you skip like rams?    <br />You hills, like the lambs of the flock?    <br />R. <strong>Alleluia!</strong> </p>
<h6>Gospel <a>Mt 18:21?19:1</a></h6>
<p>Peter approached Jesus and asked him,   <br />&#34;Lord, if my brother sins against me,    <br />how often must I forgive him?    <br />As many as seven times?&#34;    <br />Jesus answered, &#34;I say to you, not seven times but seventy-seven times.    <br />That is why the Kingdom of heaven may be likened to a king    <br />who decided to settle accounts with his servants.    <br />When he began the accounting,    <br />a debtor was brought before him who owed him a huge amount.    <br />Since he had no way of paying it back,    <br />his master ordered him to be sold,    <br />along with his wife, his children, and all his property,    <br />in payment of the debt.    <br />At that, the servant fell down, did him homage, and said,    <br />&#8216;Be patient with me, and I will pay you back in full.&#8217;    <br />Moved with compassion the master of that servant    <br />let him go and forgave him the loan.    <br />When that servant had left, he found one of his fellow servants    <br />who owed him a much smaller amount.    <br />He seized him and started to choke him, demanding,    <br />&#8216;Pay back what you owe.&#8217;    <br />Falling to his knees, his fellow servant begged him,    <br />&#8216;Be patient with me, and I will pay you back.&#8217;    <br />But he refused.    <br />Instead, he had the fellow servant put in prison    <br />until he paid back the debt.    <br />Now when his fellow servants saw what had happened,    <br />they were deeply disturbed,    <br />and went to their master and reported the whole affair.    <br />His master summoned him and said to him, &#8216;You wicked servant!    <br />I forgave you your entire debt because you begged me to.    <br />Should you not have had pity on your fellow servant,    <br />as I had pity on you?&#8217;    <br />Then in anger his master handed him over to the torturers    <br />until he should pay back the whole debt.    <br />So will my heavenly Father do to you,    <br />unless each of you forgives his brother from his heart.&#34;    <br />When Jesus finished these words, he left Galilee    <br />and went to the district of Judea across the Jordan. </p>
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<p>Lectionary for Mass for Use in the Dioceses of the United States, second typical edition, Copyright © 2001, 1998, 1997, 1986, 1970 Confraternity of Christian Doctrine; Psalm refrain © 1968, 1981, 1997, International Committee on English in the Liturgy, Inc. All rights reserved. Neither this work nor any part of it may be reproduced, distributed, performed or displayed in any medium, including electronic or digital, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Flower says, Cloud replies]]></title>
<link>http://makpathan.wordpress.com/2011/07/30/flower-says-cloud-replies/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2011 21:30:47 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>M.A.K. Pathan</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Oh mighty cloud, I adore you, I wanna be like you. You can travel to great distance, But I can’t be]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Oh mighty cloud, I adore you,</strong></p>
<p><strong>I wanna be like you.</strong></p>
<p><strong>You can travel to great distance,</strong></p>
<p><strong>But I can’t be agile, for an instance.</strong></p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p><strong>Oh cute flower, I admire you,</strong></p>
<div id="attachment_92" class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 325px"><a href="http://makpathan.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/superstock_1597-5882.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-92  " title="Flower and clouds" src="http://makpathan.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/superstock_1597-5882.jpg?w=315&#038;h=315" alt="" width="315" height="315" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Flower says, cloud replies</p></div>
<p style="text-align:left;" align="right"><strong>I wanna be like you.</strong></p>
<p style="text-align:left;" align="right"><strong>You are beautiful my dear,</strong></p>
<p style="text-align:left;" align="right"><strong>But I look like skin of a bear.</strong></p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p><strong>Oh cloud my friend; both of us are same,</strong></p>
<p><strong>Humans are there to label us: nice or insane.</strong></p>
<p><strong>If we help them, they love us,</strong></p>
<p><strong>And if we fail sometimes, they abuse us.</strong></p>
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<p style="text-align:left;" align="center"><strong>Oh flower, you are correct my dear,</strong></p>
<p style="text-align:left;" align="center"><strong>I am happy to be, like skin of a bear.</strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[2-3 Goal Difference Per Game: Throw-Ins]]></title>
<link>http://improvesoccerus.wordpress.com/2009/08/19/2-3-goal-difference-per-game-throw-ins/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 05:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Alex Kos</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[There is always one kid on the team that for whatever reason is able to achieve much greater distanc]]></description>
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