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lvnleah · 3 months ago
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Month One
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May 22nd 2024 | 1 month old.
Leah pushed open the front door, quietly shutting it behind her as she slipped her bag off of her shoulder. The house was enveloped in a calm quietness, the kind that followed the business of the day. She took a deep breath, the familiar feel of home wrapping around her like a comforting blanket.
Walking into the living room, Leah's heart melted at the sight before her. Finley was nestled on your chest, both of you deep in an evening nap. She smiled, slipping her shoes off and tiptoeing softly into the kitchen.
Leah had grown to love moments like this. She’d been out with a few of her friends today, the first time since Finley was born. She’d had a nice day catching up with everyone over coffee and a walk in the park but all she wanted was to come home to you and Finley. She set to work on dinner, something that she’d improved on a lot over the past few weeks.
As the aroma of dinner began to fill the air, you stirred slightly. Your eyes fluttered open, and you instinctively placed a hand on Finley's back, feeling the warmth of your baby. Leah peeked around the corner from the kitchen, her face lighting up as she saw you awake.
"Hey, pretty girl," she whispered, her voice soft. "Dinner will be ready soon."
"Hi," you replied, a smile spreading across your face as you adjusted Finley slightly. "How was coffee with Lia and Kim?"
"Good. I missed you both," Leah said, returning to the kitchen, “Couldn’t stop thinking about you both.”
You gently transferred Finley to the Moses basket, making sure he was comfortably settled before joining Leah in the kitchen.
You slipped your arms around her waist and under her shirt, “How was Lia and Kim?”
She nodded as she continued to cook, “They were good too, obsessed with all of the cute photos I showed them of Finley. How about you and Finley? Any adventures?"
You laughed softly, sitting down at the table. "Nothing too dramatic. We went to the shop quickly, I survived and then we ran into Mrs. Havers from next door. She couldn’t stop cooing over Finley."
Leah chuckled. "She’s sweet. Always has been."
As you sat down to eat, the conversation flowed easily. Leah recounted the highlights of her day with Lia and Kim. You shared your own stories from the day, from the funny moments with Finley to the small difficulties of the day.”
After dinner, you both tidied up, the chore made lighter by shared jokes and occasional affectionate glances. By 8:00, Finley woke up, ready for his evening feed. Leah took him in her arms, rocking him gently.
"Hello, little man," she cooed, her fingers lightly tickling his tummy. "Did you have a good nap?"
Finley looked up at Leah, a wide grin spreading across his face. "There it is," Leah said, her eyes shining with joy. "Such a happy boy."
"Look at that smile," Leah said, her voice full of awe as Finley beamed up at her. "He's growing so fast."
"Too fast," you agreed, as she handed him over to you for a feed.
You settled into the cosy corner of the couch, cradling Finley as he latched on. Leah sat beside you, her head on your shoulder as her hand gently rubbed Finley’s hair.
"It's hard to believe he's already a month old," Leah said quietly, her eyes never leaving Finley's face. "It feels like just yesterday we brought him home."
You nodded. "I know. Every day, he changes just a little bit more. I want to remember all of it."
As the evening progressed and Finley fell back asleep, Leah carefully took him and placed him back in the Moses basket. She turned to you with a smile.
"Stay here," she said, leaning in to give you a quick kiss on the lips. "I have a surprise for you."
Curious, you watched as Leah disappeared down the hallway. You heard the sound of running water and the soft clinking of glass, but you couldn’t quite piece together what she was up to. A few minutes later, she reappeared, holding out her hand to you.
"Come with me," she said, her smile widening.
You looked at Finley who was sound asleep in the Moses basket “But what about—”
Leah interrupted you, “He’s fine, he’s sound asleep and we’ve got the baby monitor. He’ll be okay.”
You took her hand and let her lead you down the hallway. The door to the bathroom was slightly ajar, and as she pushed it open, you gasped in surprise. Candlelight flickered around the room, casting a glow on the walls. The bathtub was filled with steaming water and bubbles up to the side.
"Leah, this is incredible," you whispered, turning to look at her.
"I thought you might like a little relaxation," Leah said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You’ve been amazing with Finley, and I wanted to do something special for you."
Tears of gratitude welled up in your eyes as you pulled her into a hug. "Thank you," you murmured into her hair. "This is perfect."
Leah helped you undress, her hands gentle and loving. She turned off the taps and helped you into the bath, the warm water enveloping you instantly. You sighed in contentment, feeling the tension melt away.
Leah sat on the edge of the tub, dipping her fingers into the water and tracing gentle circles on your skin. "You deserve this," she said softly. “How did you find going out with Finley alone?”
You sighed, leaning back against the tub's edge. "It was... okay, I guess," you began, "I mean, it wasn't as overwhelming as I thought it would be, but I still felt this knot of anxiety the entire time. What if he started crying and I couldn't calm him down? What if I forgot something important? There were so many 'what ifs' running through my mind."
Leah nodded, "It's completely normal to feel that way. I feel anxious about him all the time, we’re new mums it’s expected," she reassured you. "You're doing an amazing job. It's all so new to us, and it's okay to feel anxious."
You sighed again, nodding your head, "I know, but sometimes it feels like I'm just barely keeping it together. Like today, I was so anxious when we were in the store. I kept checking on him every few seconds, making sure he was okay. And then running into Mrs. Havers... I was so nervous she'd think I wasn't doing a good job or something."
Leah squeezed your hand gently. "Mrs. Havers adores you, and she thinks you're a wonderful mom. Everyone does. And most importantly, Finley thinks you're perfect."
You smiled, feeling a bit of the tension ease. "I just want to be the best for him, for you. I worry that I'm not enough sometimes."
Leah's eyes softened, and she leaned in to kiss your forehead. "You are more than enough. You are everything to Finley and me. It's okay to feel anxious and to have these moments. We'll get through them together."
A tear slipped down your cheek, not from sadness but from the overwhelming love you felt. "Thank you," you whispered. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
Leah smiled, brushing the tears away. "You'll never have to find out. I'm here, every step of the way.
You tried to lift your hand to wash your hair, but the effort felt overwhelming. The fatigue from the day, combined with the anxiety, made your hands tremble slightly. As you fumbled with the shampoo bottle, it slipped from your grasp, splashing into the water and sending bubbles everywhere. Frustration welled up inside you, and you let out a small, defeated sigh.
"Hey, it's okay," Leah said gently, noticing your struggle. She reached for the shampoo bottle, her eyes full of understanding and concern. "Let me help you."
Tears of frustration blurred your vision as you nodded, unable to find the words. Leah's touch was tender as she applied the shampoo to your hair, her fingers massaging your scalp in soothing circles.
"You don't have to do everything on your own," she whispered.
"I'm sorry," you said softly, your voice cracking slightly. "I just... I feel so overwhelmed tonight."
Leah leaned down, her lips brushing against your forehead. "You don't have to apologise. We're in this together, remember?"
As she continued to wash your hair, you allowed yourself to relax, knowing that you had a wife who understood and supported you every step of the way.
For a while, you both sat in comfortable silence, the only sounds being the gentle sloshing of the water and the faint crackle of the candles. Leah handed you a glass of chilled water with slices of lemon, and you sipped it gratefully.
As the water began to cool, Leah handed you a fluffy towel and helped you out of the bath. She wrapped you in it, rubbing your arms gently to warm you up. "Feel better?" she asked, her eyes searching yours.
"Much better," you said, leaning in for a kiss. "Thank you for this. It was exactly what I needed."
Leah smiled, her eyes full of love. "Anything for you.”
Leah took the towel and began drying your hair with gentle, careful strokes. "Let's get you nice and cosy," she said, her voice full of warmth. She continued to towel dry your hair until it was only slightly damp.
Once you were both back in the bedroom, you changed into a spaghetti strap top with a pair of small shorts. Since giving birth, you had been insanely warm every night.
Leah retrieved the hairdryer from the drawer. "Sit down," she instructed, patting the edge of the bed. You sat down, and she stood behind you, turning on the hairdryer.
As Leah dried your hair, she hummed softly. You closed your eyes, allowing yourself to fully enjoy the moment.
"There you go," Leah said once all of your hair was dry, turning off the hairdryer. "All dry and ready for bed."
You turned to face her, your eyes shining with gratitude. "You always know how to make me feel better," you said softly.
Leah smiled, cupping your face in her hands. "That's because I love you," she replied, leaning in for a kiss.
"You get into bed," Leah said. "I’ll go get Finley.”
You nodded, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle in. As you climbed into bed, Leah slipped out of the room, returning a few moments later with Finley, who had woken up and was fussing lightly. She brought him over, his little body cradled against her chest.
"Looks like someone wanted to join us," Leah said with a smile, sitting down beside you.
You reached out, taking Finley from her arms and cradling him in your own, “Little man hungry?”
Leah tapped her phone, checking the time, “He is due a feed in half an hour, I think he is though.” She laughed, nodding to Finley who was currently searching your chest with his mouth.
You settled back against the pillows, adjusting your top to allow Finley to latch on. His tiny mouth found its mark, and he began to nurse contentedly. You and Leah switched on your TV in the bedroom while he fed, catching up on your favourite TV programme.
Once Finley had finished nursing, Leah carefully burped him before she walked around the bedroom, rocking him gently as he drifted back to sleep.
"He's out like a light," Leah whispered, placing him in the next to me crib beside you. She returned to bed, sliding under the covers and wrapping her arms around your waist.
You moved closer to Leah, practically laying on top of her as your head rested on her chest. Her hand played with your hair gently as she watched TV.
You hadn’t been able to be this close to her in ages, the early stages of your pregnancy were fine but once your bump grew it became harder. Then after you gave birth, your stomach was too tender so being able to be close again with Leah was amazing.
Leah kissed the top of your head, her fingers threading through your hair. "I missed this," she murmured. "Just having you close."
You nodded, chest. "Me too. It's been a while since we could just…be close.”
Nighttime with a newborn was unpredictable, so you soaked in the quietness as Finley slept in his crib beside you. Just as you started to drift off to sleep, Finley's cry pierced the quiet, bringing you both back to reality.
Leah groaned softly, her hand rubbing your back in a tired, but affectionate gesture. "I'll get him," she whispered, sliding out of bed.
You watched as she slipped out of bed and walked round to the crib, lifting Finley gently. "Hey, little guy," she cooed, cradling him against her chest. "What's wrong?"
Finley's cries softened as Leah gently swayed back and forth, “I think he just wanted a cuddle," she said, patting his back gently.
Within minutes, Finley's cries turned into soft whimpers, then contented sighs. She smiled at you, “Clingy boy.”
Climbing back into bed, Leah pulled you close again. You both fell back to sleep, Leah’s arm draped over your waist as you both fell asleep.
The night continued in a similar pattern, short bursts of sleep interrupted by Finley's needs. At 2 a.m., Finley's cries pierced the silence once again. You stirred first, rolling over and rubbing your eyes as you felt Leah sit up beside you.
"I've got this one," Leah murmured, already getting out of bed. She reached for Finley, his small body producing cries that you didn’t think were possible. "Shh, little man. Mumma’s here."
You watched as Leah cradled him, her voice soft and soothing. "I'll get his bottle ready," you whispered, slipping out of bed.
In the dim light of the kitchen, you prepared a bottle. Although you were mainly breastfeeding Finley, giving him a bottle during the night worked better for you. Every other feed, you were trying to give him a bottle. You loved breastfeeding but sometimes it felt overwhelming and tiring.
By the time you returned with the bottle, Leah had settled back into bed, Finley nestled in her arms as she gently rocked him. His tiny cries still breaking the silence.
"Here you go," you said, handing her the bottle.
Leah smiled, guiding the bottle to Finley's mouth. "There you go, Bubs," she whispered, watching him with loving eyes as he fed.
Once Finley was full and drowsy, Leah burped him before placing him back in the crib, his tiny legs kicking slightly.
You both laid back down, exhaustion pulling you into a light sleep. Only a couple of hours later, at 4 a.m., Finley's cries rang out again, more insistent this time.
You yawned, rubbing your eyes. "I'll get him," you said, sitting up and turning to the crib that was on your side of the bed. Finley's face was red, his tiny fists waving in the air.
"Hey Bubba, shhh it’s okay! Mummy’s here," you murmured, lifting him into your arms. "What's got you so upset eh?"
Leah sat up. "Want me to take him?"
"I'll try to settle him," you replied, bouncing him gently. You checked his diaper, found it clean, and tried to nurse him, but he wasn't interested. He continued to cry, his wails echoing through the quiet room.
After a few more minutes of failed attempts to calm him, Leah spoke up. "Here, let me try," she said softly, taking Finley.
Leah began to pace the room, humming a gentle tune, a tune you recognized instantly. "Breakaway" by Kelly Clarkson. Finley's cries gradually turned to whimpers, but he still seemed restless. Leah kept walking, her voice low and soothing.
"Grew up in a small town, and when the rain would fall down," she sang quietly, planting a kiss on Finley’s forehead. "I'd just stare out my window, dreaming of what could be."
You watched as Leah moved around the room, the glow of the nightlight making her visible. Finley's eyes started to droop, his little body relaxing in her arms.
"Trying hard to reach out, but when I tried to speak out, felt like no one could hear me," Leah finished, her steps slowing as Finley's breathing evened out.
But when she tried to put him down, his eyes snapped open, and he started to fuss again. Leah hushed him back to calmness, continuing to sing the song. When she eventually finished the song, after singing it twice, she tried once again but Finley woke up and cried in her arms.
"Looks like the little man doesn’t want to be put down tonight," she said, resuming her gentle pacing.
She paced up and down the bedroom a few more times until Finley was completely settled. She climbed back into bed, bringing her knees up to her stomach to lay Finley on them.
Finley started up at her, his dark blue eyes that were identical to Leah’s focused on her face. "Look at you," Leah murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "You just wanted some extra cuddle time, didn't you?"
You watched from your side of the bed, "He seems to have you wrapped around his little finger," you said softly.
Leah chuckled quietly, her fingers gently stroking Finley's cheek. "I suppose he does," she admitted. "But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Would I, Bubba?
As Finley began to settle, his tiny breaths becoming steady, Leah carefully laid him back in the crib, making sure he was comfortable. She then returned to bed, her movements slow and gentle to avoid waking him.
"I think he's finally out for a while," Leah said, slipping under the covers beside you. She turned onto her side, her face close to yours. "How about you? Need anything else before we try to get some more sleep?"
You shook your head, leaning in to kiss her. "No, I’m good. You?”
Leah smiled, “I’m fine.”
At 6 a.m., just as the first light of dawn was breaking through the curtains, Finley's cries filled the room once more. You and Leah exchanged tired, knowing looks. This time, you both got up together.
Leah reached for Finley, lifting him into her arms. "Good morning, little one," she said, her voice soft but weary.
You prepared another bottle, and together you sat in bed, watching as Finley fed, his tiny hands gripping Leah's fingers.
After feeding, Finley was more alert, his wide eyes taking in the world around him. You both knew he wouldn't go back to sleep easily. Leah cradled him, humming softly, but he remained awake, his gaze fixed on her face.
With a resigned smile, Leah stood up and started to walk around the room, singing Breakaway quietly once again. You watched them, your heart full despite the exhaustion. Finley's eyes finally began to droop, lulled by Leah's voice and the gentle sway of her movements.
Eventually, he fell asleep once more, and Leah carefully placed him back in the crib. She turned to you, her eyes tired but filled with love. "We made it through the night," she laughed.
You nodded, wrapping your arms around her. "One night at a time," you replied.
You both climbed back into bed, Finley sleeping peacefully beside you. You were both quick to fall asleep, arms draped around each other as you both knew it wouldn’t be long before your day was starting.
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atvrvxia · 2 years ago
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&. @fierytragedy​
a not-quite SURPRISE STARTER ( 1 / 2 )
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                        “HAS ANYONE ever told you that persistence can lead to injuries or death?”
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artisticlegshake · 2 years ago
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NUVO DALLAS RESULTS 22/23
JUNIOR SOLOS:
1st Faith Crain - PRODIGY DJP!
2nd Noah Johnson - DIPAC DJP!
2nd Channing Embry - NEXT STEP DJP!
2nd Ainsley Epton - BEYONG BELIEF DJP!
3rd Madeleine Martin - DIPAC DJP!
3rd Landry Silas - PRODIGY DJP!
3rd Zoey Claxton - TH POINTE DJP!
3rd Caroline Sterkel - KIM MASSAY DJP!
3rd Hannah Bozer - CLUB DJP!
4th Savannah Gilliam - CSPAS DJP!
4th Mia McNelis - NEXT STEP DJP!
5th Sophia Kim - DANCEOLOGY DJP!
5th Ella Williamson - PRODIGY DJP!
5th Courtney Pascuzzi - DIPAC DJP!
5th Stevie Keys - NEXT STEP DJP!
6th Finley O’Neill - DIPAC
6th Pyper Reese - PRODIGY
6th Ellie Kuai - BOBBIE’S
7th Sydney Marshall - NEXT STEP
7th Natalie Nunez - STARS
7th Amabella Tarrago - FOCAL POINT
8th Claire Pastor - ARTISTIC DANCE PROJECT
8th Lily Zhang - BOBBIE’S
8th Reese Perry - DIPAC
8th Patience Hughes - CLUB
8th Ainsleigh Bolt - XD2
8th Reily Phillips - BOBBIE’S
9th Kinley Stephens - PRODIGY
9th Dylan Brotherton - DANCE INTEGRITY
9th Cora Lubojasky - NEXT STEP
9th Justin Nguyen - PRODIGY
10th Kendra Evanson - PRODIGY
10th Kinsley Eversole - BEYOND BELIEF
10th Isla Nicholas - THE MOVEMENT
JUNIOR DUO/TRIOS:
1st The Voices From Next Door - BOBBIE’S
2nd Enjoy Being A Girl - AMBITION
3rd Leave A Light On - ROWLETT
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Today in Christian History
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Today is Friday, January 6th, the 6th day of 2023. There are 359 days left in the year.
Today’s Highlight in History:
786: Martyrdom of St. Abo in Tsibili, Georgia. A Muslim perfumer from Baghdad, he had become a Christian and attempted to strengthen Christians and win Muslims to Christ.
1088: Theophylact delivers a flattering address in Constantinople before Emperor Alexius that results in an unwelcome “promotion” to the position of archbishop of Ohrid, Bulgaria (now in Macedonia). Homesick, he will write obscure letters to distract his mind.
1374: Death of Andreas Corsini, Italian bishop of Fiesole. After a reckless youth, he converted and became a strict Carmelite, and was credited with being a prophet and miracle-worker. (Under the Florentine calendar his death is given in 1373.)
1422: Jan Ziska, blind Hussite general and master tactician, defeats Sigsimund of Bohemia at Nebovidy, one of many defeats he will inflict on Bohemia’s enemies.
1494: Columbus and his men celebrate the first mass in the Americas, on Isabelle Island, Haiti.
1628: Bribed by Roman Catholics, Turks in Constantinople seize a press that is preparing to print a small catechism written by Eastern Orthodox Patriarch Cyril Lukaris. Jesuits had already maneuvered to exile Lukaris for several months.
1771: First baptism takes place among the Moravian converts of the Saramaccas people, near where the Senthea River empties into the Surinam River. Chief Arabina, the mission’s first convert is baptized.
1772: Death of Samuel Johnson, a New England clergyman, educator, and philosopher. In 1724 he had opened the first Anglican church built in Connecticut, after which he had served as a missionary for the Anglican Church, and played an important role in setting the standards and curriculum for King’s College, New York, (later known as Columbia University).
1829: The Indiana State Legislature incorporates Hanover Academy, begun two years ealier with six students by Presbyterian minister John Finley Crowe. The school sits on land donated by Presbyterian Elder, Williamson Dunn, who becomes one of the trustees.
1835: Businessmen operating in China circulate a paper among themselves, calling for a “Morrison Education Society” to bring the gospel to China. The society is named for pioneer missionary Robert Morrison who had died a year earlier. They raise several thousand pounds to support the mission and offer the post of missionary to Samuel Robbins Brown.
The Swedish Mission Society is founded.
1844: Hermann Anandarao Kaundinya is baptized in Mangalore, India, with two other young Brahmans. He becomes a notable educator, pastor, and Bible translator in the Kanarese district.
1850: Conversion of Charles Spurgeon who will become one of the most notable pastors of all time. He had entered a little Methodist church because of cold and snow where a deacon told him to look to Christ. “I can never tell you how it was but I no sooner saw whom I was to believe than I also understood what it was to believe and I did believe in one moment.”
1852: Death in Paris, France, of Louis Braille, developer of the reading system of raised dots for the blind which bears his name. He is just forty-three years old.
1884: Death in Brno (in modern Czechoslovakia) of Gregor Mendel, a monk who through persistent experimentation had discovered the laws of genetics.
1894: Death of Theophan the Recluse, a Russian Orthodox author, priest, and bishop. He had written several works, among them a translation of the Philokalia, a famous collection of the church fathers. Typical of his sayings was, “Attention to that which transpires in the heart and proceeds from it—this is the chief activity of the proper Christian life.”
1902: Edith Warner, a Presbyterian missionary, sets out from Asaba, Nigeria, to become the first white woman to visit the East Niger.
1921: Death of Alexander Whyte, regarded as the finest preacher of the Free Church of Scotland. He had also served as professor of New Testament Literature at New College, Edinburgh, and wrote the popular Bible Characters.
1934: Peter Deyneka and four other men meet to form the Russian Gospel Association.
1948: Janani Luwum converts to Christianity in Uganda. He immediately asks his family to pray that he won’t backslide, but rather lead a godly life. Eventually he will become an archbishop and will be executed by the brutal dictator Idi Amin.
1973: Death in California of Pentecostal evangelist Tommy Hicks, allegedly of alcoholism. Nineteen years earlier he had packed stadiums in Argentina, winning thousands to follow Christ.
1986: Death in Grand Rapids, Michigan, of Elsie Rebekah Ahlwen. She had served as an evangelist among America’s Swedes and wrote the hymn “He the Pearly Gates Will Open.”
1992: Naimat Ahmer, a Christian educator and poet in Pakistan, is stabbed seventeen times in earshot of students by a Muslim who claims Ahmer has insulted Mohammad. Ahmer taught that Christ is the only way to salvation.
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doubleattitude · 4 years ago
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24/SEVEN Dance Convention, Provo, UT: RESULTS
High Scores by Age:
Sidekick Solo
1st: Stella Brinkerhoff-’Fly
2nd: Mila Renae-’Move’
2nd: Sylvie Win Szyndlar-’Rainbow Connection’
3rd: Monaco Gonzales-’B.E.A.T.S’
3rd: Ivy Mcewan-’Dance Like Your Daddy’
3rd: Finley Nielsen-’Make You Feel My Love’
4th: Malia Tuaileva-’Stupid Cupid’
4th: Navie Mees-’Sweet Child’
4th: Melina Blitz-’The Poet Creature’
5th: Avery Van Cott-’Blood, Sweat and Tears’
6th: Brinley Lulloff-’Speaking French’
7th: Naomi Harper-’Speechless’
8th: Penelope Prager-’Here Comes The Sun’
8th: Kai Diaz de Leon-’What A Wonderful World’
9th: Addalyn Daley-’Smallest Light’
10th: Olivia Foote-’It’s Oh So Quiet’
Mini Solo
1st: Ruby Taylor-’I Got It’
2nd: Tiara Sherman-’..And The Things That Remain’
2nd: Ellary Day Szyndlar-’Snow’
3rd: Elsie Sandall-’Almost Gone’
3rd: Tessa Ohran-’Knock 1-2-3′
3rd: Alexis Alvarez-’Welcome Home’
4th: Kylie Lawrence-’Breathe In’
4th: Karyna Majeroni-’Pistolette’
4th: Kendyl Miller-’Stand By Me’
4th: Kalista Greer-’Yesterday’
5th: Reegan Francis-’Just A Girl’
6th: Kate Baker-’I’ll Stand By You’
7th: London Smith-’Feel My Love’
8th: Brielle Maciel-’Lean On Me’
9th: Anistyn Larsen-’Desire’
9th: Addison Price-’We Will Not Give In’
10th: Claire Hansen-’By The Roses’
10th: Esprit Frank-’Grains’
10th: Brooklyn Ward-’Here I Am’
10th: Khloe Douros-’Not About Angels’
10th: Tabitha Nan-’Torn’
10th: Hadlee Heriford-’Unbroken’
10th: Patience Hughes-’Weird People’
Junior Solo
1st: Brooke Toro-’As The Dust Settles’
2nd: Stella Condie-’Go Away’
2nd: Bella Fernandez-’She Was Running’
3rd: Kylie Kaminsky-’Beneath the Surface’
3rd: Mya Tuaileva-’Can’t Unhear’
3rd: Kamri Peterson-’Crawl When You Can’t Walk’
3rd: Colby Rich-’Exhale’
4th: Taylor Harrison-’Dawn Chorus’
4th: Makaia Roux-’Everything I Wanted’
4th: Abbi Francis-’Feel It Still’
5th: Kortlynn Rosenbaugh-’Concentration’
5th: Victoria Johnson-’Genius’
5th: Brooke Dubbs-’I Know’
5th: Seren Carter-’Natural’
5th: Alita Kneeland-’Spine’
6th: Lena Hirsch-’Forsaken’
6th: Bosco Wong-’Malaguana’
6th: Vivienne Mitchell-’Metamorphosis’
6th: Blakely Bell-’Shifting’
7th: Caroline McGowan-’Everything Evaporates’
7th: Amaya Llewellyn-’Must’
7th: Kanon Greer-’To The Sky’
8th: Mia Olson-’Marionette Mischief’
8th: Stella Paxton-’Punching In A Dream’
8th: Taytym Ruckle-’Ultraviolet’
9th: Anna Hendershot-’Human’
10th: Reese Kringlen-’Enough’
10th: Aida Nielsen-’Heart of Glass’
10th: Reese Newmarker-’Small World’
Teen Solo
1st: Brady Farrar-’And You’ll See Me’
2nd: Beth Anne McGowan-’Informally Cool’
2nd: Izzy Howard-’Labryinth’
2nd: Hailey Bills-’You’
3rd: Allie Andrew-’Coiled’
3rd: Addison Middleton-’Dark Dissonance’
3rd: Jordan Lassiter-’Joyful Girl’
3rd: Sabine Nehls-’No Regrets’
3rd: Oana Barber-’Tenderness’
4th: Alexis Adair-’A.M.’
4th: Zoe Ridge-’A Thousand Eyes’
4th: Ceilidh McSeveney-’Harm Me’
4th: Gabriella Jensen-’Lost In Your Lies’
5th: Luke Barrett-’Eden’
5th: Emersyn Dickson-’Plans We Made’
5th: Jordynn Christianson-’Sideshow’
5th: Indy Benson-’Soundscape’
6th: Olivia Pinon-’Les Mots Bleus’
6th: Rylee Arnold-’Dirty Diana’
6th: Kya Story-’Gimme All Your Love’
6th: Cydney Heard-’I Dream of You Again’
6th: Hailey Nieva-’I Forgot’
6th: Cassandra Wagstaff-’Zucht 2′
7th: Mia Ibach-’Koladi Ola’
7th: Jaylynn Lindley-’Wisdom Cries’
7th: London Ludwig-’Work’
7th: Ella DeVore-’Zeita’
8th: Emma Martin-’Problem’
8th: Tessa Horsley-’Reflections’
9th: Tiffany Robinson-’Touch’
10th: Madison Goulding-’Mad World’
10th: Ava Allred-’Promises’
10th: London Williamson-’Slow Decent’
Senior Solo
1st: Carter Williams-’20 Years’
1st: Abby Dayton-’Acceptance’
1st: Elijah Hatch-’Escaping Darkness’
2nd: Brooklin Hunsaker-’Godspeed’
2nd: Brooke Melillo-’HIT’
2nd: Amanda Taylor-’I Was Wrong’
2nd: Sicily Redd-’Lamentation’
2nd: Natalia Jensen-’The Last Of Us’
2nd: Paige Wagstaff-’These Days’
3rd: Camry Blackhurst-’Airstrike’
3rd: Ashley Wilcox-’Emigre’
3rd: Taylor Tebbs-’Inertia’
3rd: Chloee Lowrence-’Recall’
4th: Emily Marsh-’Destination’
5th: Ambrie Kirkham-’Blues Run The Game’
5th: Remy Wright-’Moments Passed’
6th: Freddie Linden-’Rescue Me’
7th: Kelsey Tippetts-’Never Grow Old’
7th: Savannah Shaw-’Space Is Only Noise’
7th: Sydni Desmond-’Wild As The Wind’
8th: Abigail Crittenden-’Space’
8th: Charley Osterberg-’Woman’
9th: Rachel McEwan-’I Won’t Hurt You’
9th: Eleni Yannias-’Slow Down’
9th: Lyvia Day-’Tides’
9th: Chloe Baddley-’Volcanic’
10th: Caitlyn Lane-’My Strange Addiction’
Sidekick Duo/Trio
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’No More I Love Yous’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I’ve Got Rhythm’
3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Hound Dog’
Mini Duo/Trio
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Blue Skies’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’King’
3rd: Danceology-’Do Something’
Junior Duo/Trio
1st:  Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Size’
2nd: The Winner School-’Million Dollar Secret’
3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Weightless’
Teen Duo/Trio
1st: The Rock Center for Dance-’Last Light’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Not The News’
3rd: Empower Dance-’All My Friends’
Senior Duo/Trio
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I’ll Never Love Again’
2nd: The Winner School-’In Search Of’
3rd: Artistic Dance Project-’Voodoov’
Sidekick Group
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Bird’
Mini Group
1st: The Winner School-’Big Time’
2nd: The Winner School-’Dance Bug’
3rd: The Winner School-’Stand By Me’
Junior Group
1st: The Winner School-’Icon’
2nd: The Winner School-’Searching Together’
3rd: The Winner School-’You Don’t Know Me’
Teen Group
1st: The Winner School-’Free Hand’
1st: The Winner School-’Moving On’
2nd: The Winner School-’Magnificent’
3rd: The Winner School-’War Song’
Senior Group
1st: Artistic Dance Project-’A Little After The Sun’
2nd: Artistic Dance Project-’Letting Go’
3rd: Artistic Dance Project-’Boombastic’
Sidekick Line
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Let’s Get Loud’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Scooby Doo’
3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’New Girl In Town’
Mini Line
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’The Moon’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I Work 2020′
3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Uptown Girls’
Junior Line
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Girls’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sad Day’
3rd: The Dance Company-’Entropy’
Teen Line
1st: Artistic Dance Project-’Greed’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sometimes When It Rains’
3rd: The Winner School-’Feel It Still’
Senior Line
1st: Artistic Dance Project-’Storm’
2nd: Artistic Dance Project-’Mother’
3rd: Artistic Dance Project-’Live Another Life’
Mini Extended Line
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Time’
2nd: Artistic Dance Project-’Super Model’
Junior Extended Line
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I Love It’
Teen Extended Line
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Could Look Away’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Aquatic’
3rd: Artistic Dance Project-’Can’t Pretend’
3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Pink and Blue’
Senior Extended Line
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Goliath’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’You’
3rd: Artistic Dance Project-’Knocking On Heavens Door’
Mini Production
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Swagger Jagger’
Junior Production
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Snitches and Rats’
1st: Artistic Dance Project-’Take It’
2nd: Artistic Dance Project-’Swish’
Teen Production
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Diamonds’
1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’For Dodo’
2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sexy Back’
Senior Production
1st:  Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’No Bystanders’
High Scores by Performance Division:
Sidekick Contemporary
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Bird’
Sidekick Lyrical
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’The Rose’
Sidekick Specialty
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Let’s Get Loud’
Sidekick Musical Theatre
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’New Girl In Town’
Sidekick Hip-Hop
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Scooby Doo’
Mini Musical Theatre
The Winner School-’Big Time’
Mini Jazz
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I Work 2020′
Mini Lyrical
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’The Moon’
Mini Specialty
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Uptown Girls’
Mini Contemporary
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Time’
Mini Ballroom
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Swagger Jagger’
Junior Contemporary
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sad Day’
Junior Jazz
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I Love It’
Artistic Dance Project-’Take It’
Junior Lyrical
Artistic Dance Project-’Bright Horses’
Junior Tap
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Birds’
Junior Ballet
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Going to School’
Junior Ballroom
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Girls’
Junior Hip-Hop
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Snitches and Rats’
Teen Contemporary
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Could Look Away’
Teen Musical Theatre
The Winner School-’Next to You’
Teen Tap
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Softly, Heavy’
Teen Jazz
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sexy Back’
Teen Lyrical
The Winner School-’Moving On’
Teen Ballet
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sometimes When It Rains’
Teen Specialty
Artistic Dance Project-’Greed’
Teen Ballroom
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Diamonds’
Teen Hip-Hop
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’For Dodo’
Senior Ballet
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Lost Light’
Senior Contemporary
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’You’
Senior Jazz
Artistic Dance Project-’Boombastic’
Senior Tap
Artistic Dance Project-’I Wanna Dance’
Senior Lyrical
Artistic Dance Project-’Letting Go’
Senior Specialty
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Goliath’
Senior Hip-Hop
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’No Bystanders’
11 O’Clock:
Sidekick
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Let’s Get Loud’
Mini
The Winner School-’Big Time’
The Dance Company-’I Feel For You’
Artistic Dance Project-’Super Model’
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Swagger Jagger’
Junior
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Girls’
The Dance Company-’Entropy’
The Winner School-’Icon’
Artistic Dance Project-’Take It’
Teen
The Winner School-’Moving On’
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Could Look Away’
Artistic Dance Project-’Greed’
Senior
Central Utah Ballet-’Embrace’
Artistic Dance Project-’A Little After The Sun’
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’No Bystanders’
Studio Showcase:
The Winner School-’Moving On’
Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Could Look Away’
Artistic Dance Project-’A Little After The Sun’
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mcyt-as-cats · 4 years ago
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Characters who I have/haven't designed, a list:
Dream - Done
DreamXD - Done
George - Done
Callahan - Done
Sapnap - Done
Sam - Done
Ponk - Done
BBH - Done
Tommy - Done
Tubbo - Done
Fundy - Done
Punz - Done
Purpled - Done
Wilbur - Done
Ghostbur - Done
Revivedbur - Done
Schlatt - Done
Skeppy - Not Done
Eret - Done
Jack Manifold - Not Done
Niki - Done
Quackity - Done
Mexican Dream - Not Done
Karl - Done
HBomb - Not Done
Techno - Done
Ant - Done
Phil - Done
Connor - Done
Puffy - Done
Vik - Not Done
Lazar - Not Done
Ranboo - Done
Foolish - Done
Hannah - Not Done
Charlie - Done
Michael -Done
Drista - Not Done
29/38
Characters in the SMP kinna?:
Yogurt (Fundy's kid) - Not Done
Foolish Jr (Foolish's kid) - Not Done
Finley (Foolish's kid) - Not Done
Michael (Ranboo and Tubbo's kid) - Not Done
0/4
Not in the SMP but Close Enough:
Ted (Chuckle Sandwich) - Done
Corpse Husband - Not Done
Alyssa - Not Done
Minx - Not Done
Mumza - Done
Swagger - Not Done
2/6
Cats of the cc! That are Canon:
Jambo (Schlatt's cat) - Not Done
Bumper (Connor's cat) - Not Done
Tiger (Quackity's cat) - Not Done
0/3
Tales of the SMP Characters (yes I'm designing them):
Miles Memington (George) - Not Done
Catboy (Corpse Husband) - Not Done
Bob (Lazarbeam) - Not Done
Helga (Quackity) - Not Done
Jimmy (BBH) - Not Done
Robin (Tubbo) - Not Done
Cornelius (Dream) - Not Done
Jack (Ponk) - Not Done
Beach Designs for Dream, BBH, George, Karl, Ranboo, Sapnap and Quackity - 1/7 Done
Isaac (Karl) - Not Done
Benjamin aka 'Benji' (BBH) - Not Done
Cletus (Quackity) - Done
Charles (Ranboo) - Not Done
Ranbob (Dream) - Done
Sir Billiam III (Techno) - Not Done
Karl (Masquerade) - Not Done
Oliver (Fundy) - Not Done
James (Sapnap) - Not Done
Lord Sebastian (BBH) - Not Done
Lyaria (Niki) - Not Done
Drew P. Weiner (Quackity) - Not Done
Unnamed Butler (Ranboo) - Not Done
Unseen Masquerade Attendee (Dream) - Not Done
William Williamson (BBH) - Not Done
Jack Kanoff (Quackity) - Done
John John (Ranboo) - Not Done
Mason (Sapnap) - Done
Sheriff Sherman Thompson (Techno) - Done
Ron Ronson aka Michael (Fundy) - Not Done
Crops (Corpse Husband) - Not Done
Percy (Tubbo) - Not Done
Joey (Punz) - Not Done
G l a t t (Schlatt) - Not Done
Greg (George) - Not Done
Zachary (Ranboo) - Not Done
Porkums (Techno) - Not Done
Francis (Dream) - Not Done
Ash (Tubbo) - Not Done
Rash (Sapnap) - Not Done
Grump aka 'Spud' (BBH) - Not Done
Edward (BBH) - Not Done
Ran (Ranboo) - Not Done
King Porkus VII (Techno) - Not Done
Watson (Phil) - Not Done
Jackie (Tubbo) - Not Done
Bartholomew (Jack Manifold) - Not Done
Genevieve (Hannah) - Not Done
John/Handsome/Ugly/Grievous (Sapnap) - Not Done
Levi (Punz) - Not Done
Laggius Maximus (Fundy) - Not Done
The Village That Went Mad in red.
The Beach Episode in orange.
The Lose City of Mizu in green.
The Masquerade in blue.
The Wild West in purple.
The Haunted Mansion in pink.
The Pit in black.
6/56
Total: 37/107
(underlined ones are links to ref-sheets)
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evawilliamson · 5 years ago
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( ELIZABETH OLSEN + FEMALE ) — Have you seen EVA WILLIAMSON ? This TWENTY SEVEN year old is a/an BUSINESS OWNER who resides in BROOKLYN. SHE has/have been living in NYC for ON AND OFF HER WHOLE LIFE, and is/are known to be RESPONSIBLE and SUPPORTIVE, but can also be CAUTIOUS and RESERVED, if you cross them. People tend to associate them with SWEATERS and EARLY MORNINGS — ( FINLEY, 21, she/her, none, est )
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[ tw: death, drugs/drug use, rehab ]
✿ Has lived in New York pretty much her whole life
✿ Her father wasn’t in the picture so it was just her and her mom most of the time
✿ In high school, Eva put pressure on herself to be the best but she wore herself down pretty quickly. She started abusing Adderall to help her with her studies.
✿ To make matters worse, her mother also got injured at work and filed workers comp. That, and she had to take some time off work and was given pain killers and such to help the healing. Eva would take a few painkillers every so often out of sheer curiosity. She slowly spiraled.
✿ Towards the end of her junior year in high school, Eva was a mess. Her grades were slipping, she slept through her classes and stayed out too late at night and she didn’t do anything to stop it. She loved the feeling of no responsibility and the fact that the pressure she put on herself was now gone. It didn’t feel like she was carrying the weight of the world anymore or that the world would implode with one wrong move.
✿ Her mother tried to help her get back on track, really she did, but Eva wasn’t having it. She some how graduated on time, but her GPA dropped from a 3.8 to a solid 3.0–which really isn’t that bad by any means, but considering who Eva was before she began abusing, it was horrible.
✿ After graduation, Eva basically packed a bag and left. She was still in Brooklyn, but chose to couch surf and live with friends rather than at home. Now that her days were free as well as nights, she really let loose. Drinking, drugs, smoking weed–her inhibitions were gone fairly quickly. She followed her friends and wherever the wind took her. Often times she’d leave New York, travel to other cities and states, other times she’d find herself back.
✿ Her mother died of a heart attack when Eva was 20. At the time Eva had been in Florida spending a few days with friends at one of their beach houses. She was too out of it to really care when she got the news. (If she was completely honest, she couldn’t even remember how she found out her mother had died in the first place). It wasn’t until the morning after that she really tried to process what had happened, but her hangover was too severe for her to focus long.
✿ Next thing she knew, she was on her way back to Brooklyn. Her mother had left everything to her (money, their house, etc), under the condition that Eva go to rehab and get clean and get whatever help she needed to stay clean. With a lot of coercion, she found herself in a rehab facility where she detoxed and became clean.
✿ After a few months of her getting back on track, Eva finally moved back into her house, ready to start making a life for herself. She began working out daily, eating better, saving her money, attending weekly AA & NA meetings. She was fully committed to staying clean.
✿ A year later she relapsed on the anniversary of her mother’s death. She felt horrible and disappointed, but focused again on getting better. It took her awhile to go out to restaurants and bars after relapsing–she was too afraid that she’d give in again, but slowly enough she surrounded herself with better people and places and found herself enjoying her life more.
✿ Eva’s healthy living inspired her to open her own business (aka The Groovy Smoothie). It took a whole year of planning, budgeting, and finding the right people for the job until The Juice Box officially opened. It’s been open for roughly 3 years now!
✿ Eva’s super supportive of all of her friends and is self-labelled ‘the mom friend’ of her group. She truly doesn’t mind it though. Often the designated driver or person-who-makes-sure-everyone-gets-home-okay-no-matter-what, she’s alright with her friends drinking around her some of the time. Some days she might back out of plans or choose to call it an early night. Overall, though, she’s more of a home body and prefers nice nights in than constantly going out.
✿ Her futures goals are fairly simple. She’d like to settle down, start a family, keep up her business (maybe even expand it), and just live as happily as possible.
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todayclassical · 8 years ago
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June 23 in Music History
1685 Birth of Italian singer Anto Bernacchi in Bologna.
1776 Death of English organist and composer Thomas Roseingrave in Dunleary. 
1796 Birth of composer Ferdinando Giorgetti.
1824 Birth of German pianist, composer, conductor Carl Reinecke.
1832 Birth of Italian tenor and singing teacher Giovanni Sbriglia in Naples. 
1837 FP of Grisar's "L'Anmille" Paris.
1840 FP of Lortzing's "Hans Sachs" Leipzig.
1851 Birth of American organist and composer Clarence Eddy
1852 Birth of Italian-French pianist Stephanie Raoul Pugno in Paris.
1852 FP of Ricci's "La festa di Piedigrotta" Naples.
1855 Birth of English pianist and song composer Maude Valerie White.
1862 Birth of American Geraldine Ulmar in Boston. 
1864 Birth of American music writer Philip H. Goepp.
1870 FP of D'Arienzo's "Il Cacciatore delle Alpi" Naples.
1877 Birth of German musicologist and composer Hermann Stephani.
1877 Birth of American composer Blair Fairchild in Belmont, MA. 
1887 Birth of American teacher and conductor John Finley Williamson in Canton, OH. 
1890 Birth of American pianist, composer, and choral conductor William J. Reddick.
1892 Birth of Polish pianist and teacher Mieczyslaw Horzowski in Lwow.
1894 Death of Italian mezzo-soprano Marietta Alboni.
1900 Birth of baritone Marcel Clavere.
1908 Birth of Finnish conductor Jussi Jalas. 
1911 Birth of German tenor Hans Beirer.
 1920 Birth of American composer Paul Des Marais in Michigan.
1922 Birth of American composer and jazz pianist Francis Thorne.
1923 Birth of American composer George Russell.
1924 Death of French baritone Eugenio Giraldoni. 
1924 Death of English Morris dance collector Cecil Sharp in London. 
1926 Death of soprano Johanna Andre. 
1927 Birth of Scotish tenor Kenneth McKellar in Paisley.
1927 Death of Austrian tenor Aloys Pennarini. 
1928 Birth of American composer John Duff in NYC.
1929 Birth of Belgian composer Henri Pousseur in Malmédy.
1930 Death of Ukrainian bass Tadeusz Orda. 
1930 FP of Weill's "Der Jasager" school opera (Berlin radio). 
1931 FP of Honegger's "Amphion" Paris.
1940 FP of Prokofiev's "Semyon Kotko" Moscow.
1943 Birth of American conductor and pianist James Levine Cincinnati, OH. 
1943 Birth of American tenor William Cochran in Columbus, OH.
1945 Birth of mezzo-soprano Ute Walther.
1948 Birth of English composer Nigel Osborne in Manchester.
1950 Birth of Hungarian mezzo-soprano Livia Budai in Esztergom. 
1950 Birth of British conductor Nicholas Cleobury.
1950 FP of Andriessen's "Philomela" Holland Festival with Theo Bayle.
1952 Birth of English tenor Kim Begley in Cheshire.
1953 FP of Shaporin's "Dekabristy" Moscow.
1956 Birth of American soprano Sylvia McNair in Mansfield, OH.
1956 Death of Russian composer Reinhold Moritzovich Glière in Moscow.
1958 Death of Finnish conductor Edward Jarnefelt in Stockholm
1962 Birth of American composer Jerome Miskell.
1966 Death of bass-baritone Andre Pernet.
1972 FP of David Ward-Steinman's Sonata for Fortified Piano. Gary Wolf at the University of South Florida, Tampa.
1982 FP of Vincent Persichetti's Harpsichord Sonata No. 2. Harpsichordist Elaine Comparone in Cleveland, OH.
1985 Death of tenor Wilhelm Otto.
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lvnleah · 2 months ago
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Infertility.
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this is a heavy one so please be aware when reading!
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March 2031 | 7 & 3 years old
You sat in the car, watching Finley race toward the school doors, his backpack bouncing with each step. He waved over his shoulder, a wide grin on his face, and your heart ached with love and the smallest hint of envy. Children were so blissfully unaware of the heaviness life could bring.
Ellie sat in the backseat, humming softly to herself, her small hands playing with the straps of her car seat. You looked at her and managed a smile, but your thoughts were elsewhere.
The last year had felt like a blur. You’d been trying for baby three for over a year now. Three rounds of IVF, each one chipping away at the optimism you’d once held so tightly. 
The first had been the hardest, ending in a miscarriage that shattered you and Leah. Watching her go through it had torn you apart. Leah, who had always been so strong, so calm, had crumbled under the weight of that loss. She was fragile now in ways you hadn’t seen before. You’d tried to be the strong one, the one who held everything together, but even you had your breaking points.
You remembered that first ultrasound, the moment the doctor had shown you the tiny flicker of a heartbeat on the screen. The sound of it brought tears to your eyes. It felt like the beginning of something beautiful—a new chapter in your lives, the expansion of your family. 
But then, things started to change.
You could still recall the exact moment it all fell apart. Leah had been about six weeks along when she started spotting. At first, the doctor had reassured you that it could be normal, but deep down, you both knew. Leah had felt it before the words were spoken, and so had you.
That night was etched into your memory in painful detail. You were sitting on the couch, trying to distract yourselves with some mindless show, pretending everything was fine. But Leah had suddenly gone quiet, her hand pressing to her stomach, her face pale. You had looked at her, your heart dropping into your stomach as she quietly said, "I think something’s wrong."
The panic that gripped you at that moment was something you would never forget. You’d driven to the hospital in silence, the tension in the air suffocating. Leah had clutched your hand the entire time, her grip so tight it hurt, but you hadn’t said a word. There was nothing you could say. Nothing that would make any of it better.
The hospital room had been cold, and sterile. The ultrasound machine had beeped softly, and the nurse had been kind, but her face had given it away before she even spoke. There was no heartbeat. The little flicker that had once brought you so much joy was gone. The silence of that room had been deafening.
You could still hear Leah’s sobs echoing in your mind. She had broken down in your arms, her body trembling with the weight of the loss. You had held her as tightly as you could, your own heart breaking as you whispered that it wasn’t her fault, that she hadn’t done anything wrong. But deep down, you knew the words wouldn’t help. Nothing could help.
The days that followed had been a blur of pain and numbness. Leah had retreated into herself, her usual joy replaced with a sadness you couldn’t reach. She’d spent hours in bed, barely speaking, barely eating. You’d tried to stay strong for her, to hold everything together for Finley and Ellie, but there had been moments where you’d had to hide in the bathroom just to let yourself cry.
Watching her go through it had torn you apart. Leah, who had always been so strong, so hopeful, had crumbled under the weight of that loss. And you? You had tried to be the strong one, but even you had your breaking points. There had been nights when you lay awake beside her, staring at the ceiling, wondering if you’d ever feel whole again. 
The miscarriage had changed everything. It had shifted something fundamental between you and Leah. Where there had once been easy affection and laughter, there was now an undercurrent of grief and fear. Every conversation felt heavy, every glance filled with unspoken sadness. You both wanted so desperately to move forward, but it was like the loss had created an invisible wall between you, a barrier neither of you knew how to break through.
A few months later, you had IVF again but that was an unsuccessful transfer. That had broken Leah too, she was convinced it worked. You had another break before trying again only for it to turn out the same way as before. 
Sometimes you wondered if you were supposed to have another baby.
Sometimes you wondered if your family was supposed to be just you, Leah, Finley and Dllie. 
The sound of Ellie’s laughter snapped you back to the present. You turned to look at her, her little face lit up as she watched her show. She was so full of life, so unaware of the weight you carried. You wished, just for a moment, that you could be as carefree as she was. That you could let go of the grief and fear that clung to you like a shadow.
But as much as you tried, you couldn’t shake the memory of that night in the hospital. You couldn’t forget the way Leah had looked at you, her eyes filled with such raw pain, asking you for something you couldn’t give—a reason, an explanation for why this had happened to you.
And now, as you sat in the car, on the cusp of finding out whether this latest round of IVF had worked, you couldn’t help but feel that same fear creeping in again. What if it didn’t work? What if you lost this baby too? Could you and Leah survive it?
This was your last chance. The final transfer. The thought had been on repeat in your mind ever since the embryo was placed inside Leah two weeks ago. You’d told yourselves that this would be it—one way or another, this was your last try. If it didn’t work, you’d be done. No more treatments. No more tests. No more hopes shattered by stark white lines on a pregnancy test. 
But could you really be done? Could you live with that? You weren’t sure. 
The two-week wait had been torture. Every passing day felt like an eternity, every symptom or lack of symptom throwing you into a pit of overanalysis. Was Leah tired because she was pregnant? Was she nauseous, or was it just nerves? You tried not to let it consume you, but it was impossible. The weight of not knowing was crushing. Leah had refused to take a test early, terrified of another disappointment, and though you understood, it only made the waiting worse.
You pulled into the driveway, unbuckling Ellie from her seat. She scrambled out, clutching her stuffed bunny to her chest, and you followed her inside, your mind still preoccupied. Leah hadn’t come downstairs for breakfast, and that gnawing feeling in your gut told you something was wrong.
"Mummy’s going to check on Mumma quickly," you told Ellie softly, setting her up on the couch with a show. She didn’t question it, used to the unspoken tension that had become part of your household over the past year. 
You climbed the stairs slowly, your heart pounding as you neared the bedroom. When you reached the door, you paused, hearing a faint noise from the bathroom. A knot of dread tightened in your stomach as you opened the door just a crack.
There was Leah, hunched over the toilet, her face pale, her body trembling.
"Le?" Your voice was barely a whisper as you knelt beside her, rubbing a gentle hand on her back. She didn’t respond right away, just leaned back against the wall, wiping her mouth with a trembling hand.
“I don’t know what’s wrong,” she murmured, her voice small and fragile. "I feel awful, but I’m scared. I can’t take the test yet. What if it’s negative again?"
"I know you’re scared, I’m scared too, Le," you said, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "It wouldn’t harm though would it?”
Leah’s eyes, wide with anxiety, searched yours. You could see the war going on inside her—the part of her that desperately wanted to believe it was possible, and the part of her that was too terrified to hope. 
“I can’t… I don’t know if I can handle another disappointment,” she whispered, her voice shaking. "If it’s negative, I don’t know what I’ll do. I want this baby so badly, pretty girl.”
Your heart clenched. You hated that this process had broken her down like this, turning her into someone so fearful, so full of doubt. You took a deep breath, trying to keep the trembling out of your voice. "Le, we need to know. No matter what, we’ll get through it together, but we can’t keep waiting like this. Let’s just… let’s just do it. Get it out of the way.”
Leah hesitated, biting her lip as tears welled up in her eyes. You held her gaze, willing her to see that you were right here with her, that you’d be there no matter what the outcome was.
Finally, she nodded, her body shaking as she stood up. “Okay,” she whispered, her voice so quiet it almost broke your heart.
The pregnancy tests were still on the bathroom counter, untouched from the previous round of IVF. Leah reached for one, her hands trembling, and disappeared into the bathroom. You stood there, your stomach a mess of nerves, your thoughts racing. What if it was negative? What if this was the end? You tried to prepare yourself for it, tried to shield your heart, but it was impossible.
You sat on the edge of the bathtub, staring at the door, counting the minutes. Each second felt like a lifetime. You heard Leah moving behind the door but couldn’t bring yourself to ask if it was done yet. Fear had settled in your chest.
Finally, the door creaked open. Leah stepped out, her eyes wide, the test clutched tightly in her hand. 
You stood, your heart pounding so loudly you were sure she could hear it. "Well?" you whispered, your voice barely audible. 
Leah looked down at the test, her hand shaking. For a moment, you thought she might not say anything at all. Then, finally, she met your eyes. 
"It’s positive," she whispered, her voice trembling with disbelief. 
You blinked, unable to process the words. Positive. Positive? You stared at her, at the test in her hand, as if you needed to see it for yourself to believe it. 
"It’s positive," Leah repeated, this time her voice breaking, and you saw the tears spill over, cascading down her cheeks.
For a moment, you were both frozen, the reality of it not quite sinking in. After everything—after all the heartbreak, the pain, the fear—this was happening. 
You ran over to her side, wrapping your arms around Leah, holding her tightly, feeling her shake in your arms as both of you broke down in tears. "Oh my God," you whispered into her hair, your voice breaking. "It’s happening. Baby number three… it’s really happening."
Leah sobbed into your shoulder, her body trembling as relief, joy, and fear all collided at once. "I didn’t think it would work," she whispered. "I didn’t think we’d ever get here."
"I know," you said, pulling back to look into her tear-filled eyes. "But we did. We’re here. You did it."
There was still fear lingering in both of you—fear that something could go wrong, fear that this might not last. But for now, just for this moment, you let yourselves feel the joy, the hope that maybe, just maybe, this time was different. 
Baby number three was on the way.
“I’m so proud of you,” you whispered, placing a long kiss on her lips, “Baby number three is on the way…”
Leah leaned into the kiss, her breath still shaky but full of relief. “I can’t believe it,” she whispered, pulling back slightly. "After everything... I didn’t think it was possible."
You brushed away her tears, feeling your own welling up again. “I know. But it is. We’re really going to have another bubba.”
For a long moment, you stood there together, wrapped in each other’s arms, the weight of the past year beginning to lift ever so slightly. There was still so much ahead of you, so many unknowns, but in that moment, you let yourself believe that this time, things might be okay.
A soft knock on the door interrupted the moment, and you heard Ellie’s voice from the other side. “Mummy? Mumma? I come in?”
Leah wiped her eyes quickly, sharing a knowing look with you. “Yeah, bubba, come in.”
Ellie pushed open the door, her stuffed bunny in tow, looking up at you both with wide, curious eyes. “Why are ‘ou crying?”
Leah crouched down, smiling through her tears as she opened her arms to your daughter. “They’re happy tears, baby girl. Mumma’s just really, really happy right now.”
Ellie scrunched her nose, clearly not understanding but accepting it anyway as she wrapped her little arms around Leah’s neck. “Okay, Mumma.”
Leah held her close, and for the first time in what felt like forever, you saw a glimmer of the old Leah—the one who smiled easily, who loved with all her heart. The joy in her eyes, however fragile, was a sight you had missed more than you could put into words.
You weren’t naive; you knew there were still hurdles to overcome, and the journey was far from over. But for now, in this moment, you allowed yourself to believe that maybe, just maybe, things were finally starting to fall into place.
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Count me among those who dabble in college football trivia, which, I’ve learned the hard way, is better than dabbling in college football parlays.
That said, it pleasures me to discuss a trivia jewel I dug up a while back, one that brought a tender smile to my face. It involves two of my boyhood heroes who constantly hurled touchdown passes of every known variety—bomb, bullet, shovel, fade—and did it for my dear old alma mater.
Dear old alma maters are particularly dear when the football team wins a bunch of games for you.
Slingin’ Sam Baugh and Davey “Slingshot” O’Brien were the guys who did it for TCU in my growing-up years.
The trivia jewel: What Sam and Davey accomplished in the seasons of 1935 and 1938 marked the first time in modern college football history that two quarterbacks followed each other back-to-back at the same university and made first-team All-America while leading their teams to national championships. A Double Double.
The feat has only happened on three other occasions since.
Doug Kenna and Arnold Tucker did it for Army with the Glenn Davis-Doc Blanchard teams of ’44,’45, and ’46. Next was Maryland in ’51 and ’53, when Bernie Faloney followed Jack Scarbath at the controls. The most recent is USC in 2002, ’03, and ’04 behind the passing arms of Carson Palmer and Matt Leinart.
Sam Baugh, the rangy six-foot-two, 180-pound “Sweetwater Six-Shooter,” did it in his junior season of ’35. He led the nation in passing and punting, and with help primarily from a multi-talented halfback, Jimmy Lawrence, Baugh guided TCU to an 11–1 regular season and a victory in the Sugar Bowl over a powerful LSU team that came into the game with a 9–1 record.
TCU’s one loss was the 20–14 heartbreaker to SMU in the Game of the Year, a battle on November 30 for the Rose Bowl bid. It brought to Fort Worth the country’s best-known sportswriters and sportscasters. College football historians still rank the game among the ten greatest of all time.
That day about forty thousand fans crammed into a TCU stadium that held only thirty thousand. Temporary bleaches were erected in both end zones, and an auxiliary press box was built on top of the east-side stands. Here were two loaded teams with 10–0 season records punching and counter-punching each other throughout the afternoon, and they were tied 14–14 with only seven minutes to play.
SMU’s winning play came on a daring fourth-down gamble. It was a forty-eight-yard pass from Bob Finley out of punt formation to Bobby Wilson, the Mustangs’ All-America scatback. Wilson streaked down the sideline to the northeast corner of the field, outleaped two Horned Frogs to make a circus catch at TCU’s four-yard line, and whirled himself across the goal.
Baugh still had time to pull it out, and came close. He passed the Frogs to within breathing distance of the SMU goal, but time ran out. Grantland Rice put it this way in the story he wrote from TCU’s jampacked main press box:
“Baugh’s passes were eating up ground as the final whistle blew and Mustang supporters were in a panic from his deathly machine-gun fire.”
The share of the national championship didn’t come to TCU until after the bowl games, which calls for a pause to explain the way of the world then.
Shocking as it may seem to the present generation, there was no Bowl Championship Series then. The AP Poll was yet a year away from starting up, and since the middle twenties fans had accepted as gospel the syndicated arithmetic wizards who decided No. 1.
At the end of the ’35 regular season, Minnesota with an 8–0 record received the Boand, Helms, and Litkenhous awards. SMU at 12-0 received the Dickinson and Houlgate awards. Princeton at 9-0 was given the Dunkel award.
But the Williamson Rankings and Maxwell Survey waited until after the bowl games to make their decisions. That’s where TCU’s win over LSU in the rain and mud of New Orleans by the baseball score of three to two, coupled with SMU’s 7-0 defeat at the hands of underdog Stanford in the Rose Bowl, gave TCU the Williamson and Maxwell crowns.
As for that Sugar Bowl, it was good of Slingin’ Sam to save one of his greatest games for LSU. All he did was:
Punt a water-logged ball fourteen times for an average of forty-eight yards, hold the ball for fullback Taldon Manton’s winning field goal, intercept three LSU passes, make two touchdown-saving tackles near his own goal, and rip off the game’s longest run of forty-four yards right at the end that was stopped near the LSU goal, after which in a display of sportsmanship he allowed time to run out instead of trying to score. And Sam played the whole sixty minutes. After the bowls, Fort Worth fans relished a headline that said: “Dallas Laughed First, Fort Worth Laughs Last!”
~from Sports Makes You Type Faster by legendary sportswriter Dan Jenkins
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24 SEVEN NEW ORLEANS RESULTS 2020/21
MINI SOLOS:
1st Esme Chou - AMD STC!
1st Isabella Charnstrom - LARKIN STC!
2nd Callan Waite - WILLIAMS CENTER STC!
2nd Dakota Casteel - SPOTLITE STC!
3rd Olivia Armstrong - P21 STC!
4th Paulina Siguere - UNLIMITED STC!
5th Ja’Kenzie Wilson - STUDIO GRAY STC!
5th Natalie Gerami - THE MOVEMENT STC!
6th Tahari Conrad - LARKIN STC!
6th Brynlee Fitzgerald - THE MOVEMENT STC!
6th Rylee Craft - DMDANCE STC!
7th Ella Williamson - PRODIGY
7th Avery LaSaicherre - THE COLONY
7th Harper Andrus - MLDA
8th Ava Morford - PRODIGY
8th Presley Guilbeau - THE MOVEMENT
9th Kennedy Woodward - MODERN CONCEPTIONS
10th Kenleigh Dardar - MODERN CONCEPTIONS
10th Anika Le - MLDA
10th Deylah Pritchard - MODERN CONCEPTIONS
JUNIOR SOLOS:
1st Nyah Jackson - PRODIGY STC!
1st Anya Inger - P21 STC!
2nd Kylie Kaminsky - DANCEOLOGY STC!
3rd Kynadi Crain - JEAN LEIGH STC!
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5th Alyssa Park - WESTSIDE STC!
6th Lena Hirsch - CSPAS STC!
6th Maegan Abadie - MODERN CONCEPTIONS STC!
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6th Baileigh McKenzie - JEAN LEIGH STC!
6th Aubrey Cate Joiner - SHEFFIELD STC!
7th Carly Campbell - PRECISION STC!
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Matissa Conrad - LARKIN STC!
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8th Gabriel Johnson - NOLTE STC!
9th Kinsley Newsome - SPOTLITE
9th Va’Shira Newborne - JEAN LEIGH
9th Emery Anderson - MLDA
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10th Kayleigh Maxwell - WILLIAMS CENTER
10th Grace Matthews - THE MOVEMENT
10th Ciri Battaglia - MODERN CONCEPTIONS
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Today is Sunday, January 6th, the 6th day of 2019. There are 359 days left in the year.
Today’s Highlight in History:
786: Martyrdom of St. Abo in Tsibili, Georgia. A Muslim perfumer from Baghdad, he had become a Christian and attempted to strengthen Christians and win Muslims to Christ.
1088: Theophylact delivers a flattering address in Constantinople before Emperor Alexius that results in an unwelcome “promotion” to the position of archbishop of Ohrid, Bulgaria (now in Macedonia). Homesick, he will write obscure letters to distract his mind.
1374: Death of Andreas Corsini, Italian bishop of Fiesole. After a reckless youth, he converted and became a strict Carmelite, and was credited with being a prophet and miracle-worker. (Under the Florentine calendar his death is given in 1373.)
1422: Jan Ziska, blind Hussite general and master tactician, defeats Sigsimund of Bohemia at Nebovidy, one of many defeats he will inflict on Bohemia’s enemies.
1494: Columbus and his men celebrate the first mass in the Americas, on Isabelle Island, Haiti.
1772: Death of Samuel Johnson, a New England clergyman, educator, and philosopher. In 1724 he had opened the first Anglican church built in Connecticut, after which he had served as a missionary for the Anglican Church, and played an important role in setting the standards and curriculum for King’s College, New York, (later known as Columbia University).
1829: The Indiana State Legislature incorporates Hanover Academy, begun two years ealier with six students by Presbyterian minister John Finley Crowe. The school sits on land donated by Presbyterian Elder, Williamson Dunn, who becomes one of the trustees.
1834: The Swedish Mission Society is founded.
1835: Businessmen operating in China circulate a paper among themselves, calling for a “Morrison Education Society” to bring the gospel to China. The society is named for pioneer missionary Robert Morrison who had died a year earlier. They raise several thousand pounds to support the mission and offer the post of missionary to Samuel Robbins Brown.
1850: Conversion of Charles Spurgeon who will become one of the most notable pastors of all time. He had entered a little Methodist church because of cold and snow where a deacon told him to look to Christ. “I can never tell you how it was but I no sooner saw whom I was to believe than I also understood what it was to believe and I did believe in one moment.”
1852: Death in Paris, France, of Louis Braille, developer of the reading system of raised dots for the blind which bears his name. He is just forty-three years old.
1884: Death in Brno (in modern Czechoslovakia) of Gregor Mendel, a monk who through persistent experimentation had discovered the laws of genetics.
1894: Death of Theophan the Recluse, a Russian Orthodox author, priest, and bishop. He had written several works, among them a translation of the Philokalia, a famous collection of the church fathers. Typical of his sayings was, “Attention to that which transpires in the heart and proceeds from it—this is the chief activity of the proper Christian life.”
1902: Edith Warner, a Presbyterian missionary, sets out from Asaba, Nigeria, to become the first white woman to visit the East Niger.
1921: Death of Alexander Whyte, regarded as the finest preacher of the Free Church of Scotland. He had also served as professor of New Testament Literature at New College, Edinburgh, and wrote the popular Bible Characters.
1934: Peter Deyneka and four other men meet to form the Russian Gospel Association.
1948: Janani Luwum converts to Christianity in Uganda. He immediately asks his family to pray that he won’t backslide, but rather lead a godly life. Eventually he will become an archbishop and will be executed by the brutal dictator Idi Amin.
1973: Death in California of Pentecostal evangelist Tommy Hicks, allegedly of alcoholism. Nineteen years earlier he had packed stadiums in Argentina, winning thousands to follow Christ.
1986: Death in Grand Rapids, Michigan, of Elsie Rebekah Ahlwen. She had served as an evangelist among America’s Swedes and wrote the hymn “He the Pearly Gates Will Open.”
1992: Naimat Ahmer, a Christian educator and poet in Pakistan, is stabbed seventeen times in earshot of students by a Muslim who claims Ahmer has insulted Mohammad. Ahmer taught that Christ is the only way to salvation.
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Executive Producer - Luke Tierney Producer - Rosie Litterick Post Producer - Victoria W-Taylor Asst. Producer - Hannah Jackson Cinematographer - Ruben Woodin Dechamps 1st AD - Tom Turner 2nd AD - Bobby Antova Focus Puller - Jack Exton 2nd AC - Max Openshaw Steadicam - Andrew Bainbridge Gaffer - Pete Bishop Spark - James Leech Editor - Aiden Jordan at Cut and Run Colourist - Daniel de Vue at Glassworks Colouring Asst. - Jonny Thorpe VFX - Ben East at Glassworks VFX - Morgan Beringer Wardrobe - Taff Williamson Wardrobe Asst. - Sara Timet Art Director - Alicia Howitt Art Asst. - Theresa Bates Hair/Makeup - Jess Buckley Runner - James May
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emzeciorrr · 7 years ago
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Directed by Zhang + Knight
Executive Producer - Luke Tierney Producer - Rosie Litterick Post Producer - Victoria W-Taylor Asst. Producer - Hannah Jackson Cinematographer - Ruben Woodin Dechamps 1st AD - Tom Turner 2nd AD - Bobby Antova Focus Puller - Jack Exton 2nd AC - Max Openshaw Steadicam - Andrew Bainbridge Gaffer - Pete Bishop Spark - James Leech Editor - Aiden Jordan at Cut and Run Colourist - Daniel de Vue at Glassworks Colouring Asst. - Jonny Thorpe VFX - Ben East at Glassworks VFX - Morgan Beringer Wardrobe - Taff Williamson Wardrobe Asst. - Sara Timet Art Director - Alicia Hewitt Art Asst. - Theresa Bates Hair/Makeup - Jess Buckley Runner - James May
A FRIEND production
Cast - Thea Balich Cast - Olivia Caley Cast - Finley Allgrove Cast - Lydia Barnes
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trendingnewsb · 7 years ago
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Hollywood men silent over Weinstein allegations as women speak out
When the Guardian contacted 20 high-profile actors and directors who have worked with the producer, all declined comment or failed to respond
Meryl Streep, Judi Dench, Kate Winslet and dozens of other women in Hollywood have condemned the producer Harvey Weinstein amid a growing number of sexual harassment allegations. Most high-profile men in the industry, however, have remained silent.
The Guardian reached out to more than 20 male actors and directors who have worked with the movie mogul over the years, some of whom have ongoing projects with Weinstein. All declined to comment or did not respond to inquiries about the accusations that the producer sexually harassed women over a period of nearly three decades. He allegedly invited vulnerable women to hotel rooms for business reasons and then greeted them in the nude or asked them to massage him or watch him shower, according to a New York Times report.
The list of industry figures thus far remaining silent includes a number of male directors, such as the Oscar-nominated Quentin Tarantino (Pulp Fiction, Kill Bill, Inglourious Basterds, the Hateful Eight) and David O Russell (Silver Linings Playbook, The Fighter, Flirting With Disaster), who have both made numerous movies with Weinstein.
The liberal film-maker Michael Moore, currently working with Weinstein on a documentary about Donald Trump, also did not respond to a request for comment.
To some, the glaring silence from the men of Hollywood reflects a broader culture of misogyny in the entertainment business, boosted by enablers who looked the other way or ignored the rumors, allowing the Weinstein accusations to remain an open secret for years.
Why are they being silent? What do they have to hide? the New Zealand model Zo Brock said in an interview Monday, two days after she published her own account of alleged harassment by Weinstein. Id love to hear from some of those guys. They are all men I admire and look up to as artists Theyre all men with daughters. Its horrifying.
The accusations first came to light last week in the New York Times report, which included on-the-record testimony from the actor Ashley Judd and others who said they had been victimized by Weinstein. Over the years, the producer reached settlements with at least eight women, including actors and assistants, the paper reported.
Weinstein, who was fired from his company on Sunday, has apologized for the pain he has caused, but he and his attorneys have also said he denies many of the allegations, saying the piece was saturated with false and defamatory statements and relied on mostly hearsay accounts.
The Guardian, which has not independently confirmed the accounts in the New York Times, published an interview Monday with actor Romola Garai, who alleged that Weinstein greeted her wearing only a dressing gown when she was 18 years old.
Shortly after the New York Times story went viral last week, many prominent women in Hollywood lent their voices in support of the accusers. Patricia Arquette, Amber Tamblyn, Olivia Munn, Lena Dunham, Brie Larson, Constance Wu, Rosie ODonnell, America Ferrera, Jessica Chastain and others tweeted soon after it published.
Days later and under some pressure to comment, Streep and Dench also weighed in, both strongly condemning the alleged offenses and claiming they had no prior knowledge of the accusations. Winslet also released a statement saying Weinstein had behaved in reprehensible and disgusting ways. She also acknowledged that there had been whisperings over the years: I had hoped that these kind of stories were just made up rumours, maybe we have all been nave. And it makes me so angry.
While the actors Seth Rogen and Mark Ruffalo have spoken up, most male celebrities with ties to Weinstein have chosen not to comment, even after Weinstein was ousted from his own company.
The Guardian reached out to representatives of actors who have starred in Weinstein films, including Ben Affleck, Matt Damon, Colin Firth, Bradley Cooper, Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio, Daniel Day-Lewis, Russell Crowe, George Clooney and Ewan McGregor, along with the directors Tarantino, Russell, Ryan Coogler, Tom Hooper, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Michael Moore, Rob Marshall, Robert Pulcini, Garth Davis, Doug McGrath, John Madden, Simon Curtis, Kevin Williamson, Martin Scorsese, John Hillcoat and John Wells.
None so far have commented, despite the fact that many have previously been vocal about gender equality in the industry and other social justice causes. Many have directly criticized Donald Trump amid similar accusations of sexual misconduct.
Damon and Crowe were caught up in the scandal this week when a former New York Times reporter alleged that when she was investigating Weinstein in 2004, the two actors called her to vouch for a key Weinstein associate, apparently in an effort to discourage her from moving forward with the piece. Representatives for both actors did not respond to inquiries about the allegations from the journalist Sharon Waxman.
Migdia Chinea, a film-maker and screenwriter, said it was outrageous that so few men had been willing to speak up.
Many of these guys are very well known in liberal circles and they support a very progressive approach to equality and women, she said. Heres an opportunity for these guys to really speak about this issue All of these powerful men should come forward and denounce sexual harassment.
Rose McGowan, one of the most prominent Weinstein accusers, has called for the entire board of men in Weinsteins company to resign and tweeted that men have remained silent because they are weak and scared.
Brock said she would like to see more men publicly admitting to their misconduct following the Weinstein news. Wouldnt it be nice if people had the courage and the gall to say, Hey, Ive done this, too I need help?
Laura Finley, a Barry University professor and author of Domestic Abuse and Sexual Assault in Popular Culture, noted that it can make a huge difference when men publicly support women who have come forward.
We need mens voices even more than womens voices, she said. Men can reach men in ways that women unfortunately still cant.
Before he was fired, Weinstein reportedly sent an email to high-level executives at studios, networks and talent agencies asking them to write statements of support.
I am desperate for your help, he wrote, according to the Hollywood Reporter. Do not let me be fired. If the industry supports me, that is all I need.
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