#Sa Gun Ja

[ellecdc]

pls tell me u will write a part 2 for not alone?🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

took me a while to get this to feel cohesive (also couldn't decide for the longest time what I wanted the outcome to be for a few people so that took a while to figure out) and I'm still not 100% sure it reads cohesively but I hope you all like it <3

poly!marauders x fem!reader who they are 'worried' about...whatever that means [2.2k words]

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

CW: hostage situation, attempted overtaking of camp, brief and hardly noticeable implied suggestion of SA, death of minor and unnamed character, blood, injury, Sirius being an arrogant son of a bitch even when his life is at risk

You have quickly come to realise why the boys chose this location to set up camp since agreeing to stay with them.

It was in a rural, secluded area with a small population prior to the End Of The World As You Knew It which left it almost next to empty now, but it was still in walking distance of a small town with various shops that they could pilfer when they began running low on supplies.

There was a creek about half a kilometre behind the barn that they could use to collect drinking water and also to bathe and wash their clothes.

And need to bathe and wash your clothes did you ever. 

So, whilst “keeping an eye on the encampment” (which was really just a polite translation of none of the boys trusting you enough with their safety to bring you along on a run into town), you opted to head down to the creek to clean up. 

The water was freezing, but you breathed through the pain in your toes and fingers as you waded into the water, reminding yourself that feeling pain meant you were alive - that you were still here. 

You used to fear pain - before - but now you almost craved it; now you found comfort in the discomfort, knowing that it meant you had survived another day. 

Soon enough your body acclimated to the cool, running water and you submerged yourself into the deepest part to let the steady flow wash away the layers of grime, dirt, and sweat that you were likely covered in. 

There was a time in your life you probably would have felt rather horrified that three very attractive men had seen you in such a state - but it seemed that there was no room for vanity or ego in an apocalypse.

Once you were cold enough that you were sure you had squiggle lines surrounding your being like an old cartoon character, you used a rock to scrub at your clothes, feeling (though cold) quite peaceful as you listened to the trickling water and various birds singing around you. 

You laid your soaked clothes on a boulder in the sun to dry and pulled on a second set of clothes - or rather, your only other set of clothes. You wondered for a moment if you should have more - how many sets of clothes should one have in an apocalypse? You couldn��t bear the thought of having to carry around a third change of clothes, so came to the conclusion that you were fine with just the two.

You were interrupted in your musings when you heard your name being shouted. 

“James?” You called back, hastily finishing tying your shoes before grabbing your gun. 

But it was Sirius you saw first, sprinting through the bushes and staring at you with a mixture of dread and outrage. 

“Is everything okay?” You asked him as he stalked towards you. 

“Where the fuck were you?!” He barked instead of answering, looking like he was just itching to grab you roughly by your shoulders.

“I- what? I was here? What happened? Is everything okay?” You continued, not moving your eyes from the fuming man in front of you as you heard James and Remus step through the bushes Sirius had just come bursting through. 

“No, everything is not okay; the fuck were you thinking just taking off and not saying anything!?” He berated you.

“Pads.” Remus warned carefully; slightly breathless from chasing the long-haired man over to you. 

“You’re a fucking piece of work.” Sirius spat with finality before turning and shouldering his way past Remus and James, disappearing through the bushes on his way towards the barn.

“Was the trip not successful?” You asked quietly once you could no longer hear Sirius storming away. 

“No… it was.” James offered cautiously. 

“He was just… worried about you, dove.” Remus placated.

You shot him an unimpressed glare. “He was worried about me, not about me.” You muttered back, shoving your gun back into your bag and running your fingers through your wet hair that was leaving damp patches on your shirt. “If you guys don’t want me here, just say so, but if you’re going to keep me around you’re going to have to start trusting me.”

“We do trust you.” James argued, causing you to scoff derisively as you slung your bag over your shoulder.

“Not enough to join anyone on excursions! And not enough to take a night-watch shift alone; but sure, add taking a fucking bath to the list of things you definitely trust me to do.”

You didn’t wait for a response before you were stalking back to the barn, leaving your clothes behind to dry for the rest of the afternoon. 

You were just about to push through the slightly open door (none too gently, either, mind you) when you heard Sirius’ voice.

“There’s no one else; I’m alone.” 

Ice cold dread seeped into your bones as you held your breath in wait for a response.

“Are ya now?” A cocky voice taunted. “This seems like quite the setup for one bloke.”

You crept along the edge of the barn until you found a hole you could peek through.

Sirius was kneeling with his hands up in surrender whilst three men stood before him - one man loomed over him and the other two formed a blockade between him and the barn door as well as the stairs to the loft. 

“What can I say?” Sirius countered. “I’m quite the bloke.”

The man currently interrogating Sirius was apparently not interested in his haughty quips and slammed the butt of his rifle into Sirius’ jaw, causing him to fall over.

You quickly looked over your shoulder, ears straining to see if you could hear Remus or James following you back, and you prayed to a God that you weren’t even sure you believed in anymore that they had decided to stay at the creek to give the two of you a chance to cool down. 

You crept back along the side of the building slowly before pulling yourself up the ladder to the hay hood that Remus had put up as an emergency exit. 

You could kiss that brilliant, brilliant man right on the mouth for it now. 

You crouched low and snuck over to look beyond the edge of the loft; the man with the rifle was the only one with a firearm from what you could see, the other two men holding only a crowbar and machete. 

You silently opened your rucksack, pulled your gun out and put a knife between your teeth as you edged closer to the beams so you were effectively standing directly atop of the man currently looming over top of Sirius.

“I’m not gonna ask you again, where the fuck are the others?” He spat at him.

“We heard the lot of you arguing - we could just finish you off and go looking for them, if that’s what you prefer.” One of the cronies added tauntingly.

“You’d be looking for an awful long time.” Sirius grunted as he spat blood out from his mouth. “Seeing as I’m alone.” 

“Stop fucking lying.” The interrogator barked as he landed a kick to Sirius’ ribs. “Pretentious or not, one bloke doesn’t need four sleeping bags.” 

“How do you know I, hmph,  didn’t find it like this?” Sirius choked out as he rolled onto his back where he spotted you in the rafters. 

You brought your finger to your lips, and Sirius let his head roll back towards the guy so as to not alert him to your presence. 

You watched as one of the guys - the one with the machete - started poking around the makeshift kitchen area, and the other moved towards the door to keep watch.

Taking the split attention of the group to your advantage, you waited for Sirius to look back up at you before you jumped from the rafters.

Sirius rolled out of the way just before you landed on the interrogator, the two of you crashing to the ground - though you were the only one prepared for the impact - causing the rifle to slip out of his grasp which you kicked towards Sirius. 

You slipped the knife from between your teeth and held it against the interrogators throat and pointed your gun at the machete wielding man, firing a shot which hit him in the right shoulder. 

The man with the crowbar who had been stationed near the door made for you when Sirius shot the rifle, the bullet grazing the man's thigh and bringing him to his knees. 

Your ears rang when an elbow met your temple right before a fist connected with your mouth as the interrogator forced you off of him. 

“Is this why you were lying?” The man spat as he stood above you. “Trying to keep this thing all to yourse-”

Sirius shot the rifle again, silencing the interrogator for good as he fell to the ground with a thud. 

Apparently, the machete wielding man didn’t deign to wait around and see how things played out after you’d shot him in the shoulder and had fucked back off from whence he came, so you and Sirius pointed your firearms at the last man still standing (or… you know, breathing at least) who seemed to have the sense to raise his hands in surrender. 

Remus and James appeared at the barn door, then - both winded from clearly having run at the sound of shots being fired - to find the two of you holding the remaining captor captive.

“Nice of you to come by, boys.” Sirius joked as he lowered the rifle with a pained groan now that Remus and James each had a weapon pointed at the attempted usurper. 

“What the fuck just happened?” Remus barked as he took in the body on the ground and the state of each of you at the same time James murmured “we thought you were firing at each other”. 

“Oh, take a wild guess.” Sirius muttered bitterly, hissing in pain as he lowered himself into a chair. 

“How many were you?” Remus barked at the man, sounding so unlike himself that it actually made you flinch.

“Fo-four, four of us and a 12 year-old. Us…three and then a woman and the child stayed back.” He responded quickly. 

“From around here?” James continued.

“No…passing through.”

Remus looked up from him to share a look with Sirius; a well practiced silent conversation passing between the two of them.

“Keep fucking moving then.” Remus gruffed as he grabbed the bloke by the collar of his shirt and threw him out the door.

Your - for all intents and purposes - home fell eerily silent then, save the sound of your attempted assailant’s leg dragging along the gravel road as he stumbled away from the barn.

“You alright?” Remus asked finally as he let out a breath.

“Fine, moons. Never better.” Sirius muttered.

You were too busy watching the blood pooling around the interrogators body to realise your companions were waiting for your response. 

You looked up at the lingering silence to see all of their eyes on you.

“M’fine.” You offered.

James hummed in acknowledgement, though you could sense disbelief in his tone. “Rem and I will get rid of him, okay? Please try not to get into any more altercations whilst we’re gone?” He tried to joke, but there was a lingering anxiety in his voice as he and Remus began wrapping the body up in a blue tarp.

“Do not go to sleep until we’re back; either of you.” Remus added before muttering something under his breath about concussions and how someone not concussed ought to be on watch in case they come back, except “they” was replaced with “those” and then some Welsh word that you were sure was simply very unflattering. 

Once they had left, you and Sirius sat in silence as you both grappled with what had just happened, and alternatively, what had just almost happened. 

You weren’t sure what you might have looked like - though the metallic taste of your teeth let you know that you at the very least had a busted lip - but Sirius’ jaw where the rifle had hit him was already turning a purple colour, his chin was scraped and bleeding from hitting the concrete flooring, and he had a protective hand placed over the ribs that were kicked. 

You wordlessly placed a bowl of water in front of Sirius before moving to your seat with your own bowl to clean the blood from your persons.

You could feel his eyes trained on you as you wiped away blood that was staining your face; likely equal parts your own and someone else's. 

“Don’t go down to the river alone… please.” You heard him say quietly suddenly, feeling your eyes roll to the back of your head as you let your two arms fall from their tasks. 

“Are you still on this? Haven’t I proven my trustworthiness yet? Honestly, I-”

“It’s not safe.” Sirius interrupted; a strange look crossing his face as his brows furrowed at you. “It’s not safe.” He repeated, quieter this time. 

He stood abruptly then; abandoning his bowl of water and grabbing a pack of cigarettes before disappearing around the side of the barn for a smoke. 

Oh.

So apparently he had been worried about you, not about you.

And though you really wanted to feel embarrassed that they had picked anything like that out for you, you also couldn’t help but notice that a new jumper, trousers, and some knickers had been folded and placed on your sleeping bag for you.

[romanticfistfightz]

me when i make supernatural polish. meet daniel and sebastian strzelecki. theyre driving a polonez 1500 mr'78 whatever that means i spent so long trying to decide exactly what model <3

also its . 2010/2011 cuz i wanted to place it in s5 or sth but thats very loose and just for the aesthetics and general info. but the relationship with cas or crowley could be anything idc

yapping under read more btw but its in polish sorry

okay wiec. sa z warszawy bo ja jestem glupim warszawiakiem ale sa z wawru. waweru??? warszawa wawer. bo to takie kansas warszawy tbh duze i nic tam nie ma poza jakims lasem. also rejestracja jest przedunijna z flaga pl a nie eu bo jan strzelecki bardzo cierpial muszac przerejestrowac na nowe rejestracje w 2000 roku i potem uznal ze on to pierdoli nie bedzie sie jebal ze zmiana malego symbolu na tablicy <3

ogolnie to przez to ze polska mala oni ogarniaja tez inne kraje europy wschodniej i poludniowo wschodniej bo tam na zachodzie we francji hiszpanii etc jest hunterow od zajebania wiec im sie nie chce jezdzic na drugi koniec kontynentu tylko po to zeby sie dowiedzuec ze to juz zostalo ogarniete przez kogos stamtad. czasami sie zajmuja sprawami w niemczech bo jest blisko ale tez tak bardziej po wschodniej stronie kraju. wiec przez to ze lataja po roznych krajach musza znac jezyk bo jak wyladuja z polowaniem na skurwysyna na zadupiu w rumunii to po angielsku nie bardzo sie dogadaja wiec seba umie tak mniej wiecej sie dogadac w wiekszosci a daniel umie w wiekszosci jezykow zamowic piwo w barze<3 a tak to plynnie mowia po polsku angielsku i rosyjsku bo te sie najbardziej przydaja.

daniel poza acdc guns n roses i tego typu muzyki slucha kultu dżemu i lady pank. i myslovitz.

[444namesplus]

Ba Baa Baas Bae Baes Bais Bam Ban Bao Baos Bau Baus Be Bees Bei Beis Bem Ben Beo Beos Beu Beus Bi Bias Bie Bies Bii Biis Bim Bin Bio Bios Biu Bius Bo Boes Bom Bon Boo Boos Bou Bous Bu Bua Bues Bui Buis Bum Bun Buo Buu Buus Chi Chia Chias Chie Chies Chii Chiis Chim Chin Chio Chios Chiu Chius Chu Chua Chuas Chue Chues Chui Chuis Chum Chun Chuo Chuos Chuu Chuus Da Daas Dae Daes Dais Dam Dan Dao Daos Daus De Dea Deas Dee Dei Deis Dem Den Deo Deu Deus Dha Dhaa Dhaas Dhaes Dhai Dhais Dham Dhan Dhaus Dhe Dhea Dheas Dhee Dhees Dheis Dhem Dhen Dheo Dheu Dhi Dhia Dhies Dhiis Dhim Dhin Dhio Dhios Dhiu Dhius Dho Dhoa Dhoas Dhoes Dhois Dhom Dhon Dhoo Dhoos Dhou Dhous Dhu Dhua Dhue Dhues Dhum Dhun Dhuo Dhuu Dhuus Di Die Dies Dii Diis Dim Din Dio Diu Dius Do Doa Doas Doi Dom Don Doo Doos Dous Du Duas Due Dues Dui Duis Dum Dun Duu Fa Faa Faas Fae Faes Fai Fais Fam Fan Fao Faos Fau Faus Fe Fea Feas Fee Fees Fei Feis Fem Fen Feo Feus Fi Fia Fias Fiis Fim Fin Fios Fius Fo Foa Foe Foi Fois Fom Fon Foos Fous Fu Fua Fuas Fue Fues Fui Fuis Fum Fun Fuos Fuus Ga Gaa Gaas Gae Gaes Gam Gan Gaos Gau Ge Gea Geas Gee Gei Geis Gem Gen Geo Geu Geus Gi Gia Gias Gie Gies Gii Giis Gim Gin Gios Giu Gius Go Goe Gom Gon Goo Goos Gous Gu Guas Gue Gui Guis Gum Gun Guo Guos Guu Guus Ha Haa Haas Hae Haes Hai Hais Ham Han Haos Hau He Hea Heas Hee Hees Hei Heis Hem Hen Heo Heu Heus Hi Hie Hies Hii Hiis Him Hin Hio Hios Hius Ho Hoe Hom Hon Hous Hu Huas Hui Huis Hum Hun Huo Huu Huus

Ja Jaa Jae Jaes Jai Jais Jam Jan Jaos Jau Jaus Je Jea Jeas Jee Jem Jen Jeo Jeos Jeu Jeus Ji Jia Jias Jie Jies Jii Jiis Jim Jin Jio Jios Jiu Jo Joa Joas Joe Joes Jois Jom Jon Joos Jou Jous Ju Jua Juas Jue Juis Jum Jun Juo Juos Juu Juus Ka Kaas Kae Kai Kais Kam Kan Kao Kaos Kau Kaus Ke Kea Keas Kee Kei Keis Kem Ken Keo Keos Keu Keus Ki Kia Kie Kies Kim Kin Kio Kios Kiu Kius Ko Koe Koes Koi Kois Kom Kon Koo Koos Kou Kous Ku Kua Kue Kues Kum Kun Kuos Kuu Kuus La Laa Laas Laes Lais Lam Lan Laos Lau Laus Le Lea Leas Lee Lees Lei Lem Len Leo Leos Leu Leus Li Lia Lie Liis Lim Lin Lio Lios Liu Lo Loa Loas Loe Loes Lom Lon Loo Loos Lou Lu Lua Lue Lui Luis Lum Lun Luo Luos Luus Ma Maa Mae Maes Mai Mam Man Mao Maos Mau Maus Me Mea Mee Mei Meis Mem Men Meo Meu Mi Mias Mie Mies Mii Miis Mim Min Mios Miu Mius Mo Moa Moas Moe Mois Mom Mon Moo Mous Mu Mua Muas Mues Mui Mum Mun Muo Muu Muus Na Naa Naas Nae Naes Nai Nais Nam Nan Nao Naos Naus Ne Nea Neas Nee Nees Neis Nem Nen Neo Neos Neu Neus Ni Nii Niis Nim Nin Nio Nios Niu No Noa Noas Noe Noes Noi Nom Non Noo Nou Nous Nu Nua Nuas Nues Nui Nuis Num Nun Nuo Nuos Nuu Pa Paa Pae Paes Pai Pam Pan Pao Pau Paus Pe Pea Peas Pee Pees Pei Peis Pem Pen Peo Peos Peu Pi Pias Pie Pii Piis Pim Pin Pio Pios Piu Po Poas Poe Poes Pois Pom Pon Poo Poos Pou Pous Pu Puas Pue Pues Pui Puis Pum Pun Puo Puu Puus Ra Raa Raas Rae Rai Rais Ram Ran Raos Rau Raus Re Reas Ree Rees Rei Reis Rem Ren Reo Reos Reu Reus Ri Ria Rii Rim Rin Rio Rios Riu Rius Ro Roa Roas Roe Roes Roi Rois Rom Ron Roo Roos Rou Rous Ru Rua Rues Rui Ruis Rum Run Ruo Ruos Ruu Ruus Sa Sae Saes Sais Sam San Sau Se Sea Seas Sees Sei Seis Sem Sen Seos Shi Shia Shias Shie Shies Shii Shiis Shim Shin Shio Shios Shiu Shius Shu Shua Shuas Shue Shues Shui Shuis Shum Shun Shuo Shuos Shuu Shuus Si Sia Sii Siis Sim Sin Sio Sios Sius So Soe Soes Sois Som Son Soos Sous Su Suas Sui Suis Sum Sun Suo Suu Suus Ta Taa Taas Taes Tai Tais Tam Tan Tao Taos Tau Taus Te Tea Teas Tees Tei Tem Ten Teo Teu Thi Thia Thias Thie Thies Thii Thiis Thim Thin Thio Thios Thiu Thius Thu Thua Thuas Thue Thues Thui Thuis Thum Thun Thuo Thuos Thuu Thuus Ti Tias Tie Tiis Tim Tin Tio Tios Tiu Tius To Toas Toe Toes Toi Tom Ton Toos Tou Tous Tu Tua Tuas Tue Tues Tui Tuis Tum Tun Tuo Tuu Tuus Va Vaa Vaas Vae Vaes Vai Vam Van Vaos Vau Vaus Ve Vea Veas Vee Vees Vei Vem Ven Veo Veos Veu Veus Vi Vie Vii Viis Vim Vin Vio Viu Vo Voa Voe Voes Voi Vois Vom Von Voo Voos Vou Vous Vu Vue Vues Vui Vuis Vum Vun Vuo Vuus Wa Waas Wae Wai Wam Wan Wao Waos Wau Waus We Wea Wees Wei Weis Wem Wen Weos Weus Wi Wia Wias Wie Wies Wii Wim Win Wio Wiu Wo Woa Woe Woes Woi Wois Wom Won Woos Wou Wu Wua Wuas Wue Wui Wum Wun Wuo Wuos Wuu Wuus Za Zaa Zaas Zae Zaes Zai Zais Zam Zan Zaos Zau Zaus Ze Zea Zeas Zee Zees Zei Zeis Zem Zen Zeo Zeos Zeu Zeus Zha Zhaa Zhae Zhaes Zhai Zhais Zham Zhan Zhao Zhaos Zhau Zhaus Zhe Zhea Zhee Zhees Zhei Zheis Zhem Zhen Zheo Zheos Zheu Zheus Zhi Zhia Zhie Zhies Zhii Zhim Zhin Zhio Zhios Zhiu Zhius Zho Zhoa Zhoas Zhoe Zhoes Zhoi Zhom Zhon Zhou Zhous Zhu Zhuas Zhuis Zhum Zhun Zhuos Zhuu Zhuus Zi Zia Zias Zim Zin Zio Ziu Zius Zo Zoe Zoes Zois Zom Zon Zoo Zoos Zou Zous Zu Zuas Zue Zues Zuis Zum Zun Zuos Zuu

[jhlcolorizing]

Oh Emma, do you remember that moonlight night When we walked together from the dance. You gave me your heart and you vowed to love me And you promised to be mine...

Finnish soldiers nicknamed DP light machine gun as "Emma" after popular folk song written by Väinö Siikaniemi. when plate-shaped magazine of this light machinegun rotated on top of the weapon during shooting just like record in record-player.

Thousands DP machine guns were captured by the Finnish army in the Winter War and the Continuation War and partially replaced Finnish made Lahti-Saloranta M/26.

Finnish soldier with DP 27 light machine gun from Infantry Regiment 15 at the Sirkiä sector in Rautu municipality, January 16, 1942.

The 15th Infantry Regiment was a unit of the 15th Infantry Division during the Continuation War. •••••••• Oi muistatkos Emma sen kuutamoillan, kun yhdessä tanssista kuljettiin. Sun sydämesi annoit ja rakkautesi vannoit, ja lupasit olla minun omani...

Sanat on Väinö Siikaniemen sanoittamasta kansansävelmästä, jonka suosio sota-aikana johti siihen että neuvostoliittolaista sotasaalisasetta, DP 27-pikakivääriä alettiin kutsumaan kappaleen ja aseen levymäisen, pyörivän lippaan välisen mielleyhtymän perusteella lempinimellä Emma. Suomalaiset saivat talvi- ja jatkosodan aikana sotasaaliiksi tuhansia pikakivääreitä että se syrjäytti rintamakäytössä suomalaisvalmisteisen Lahti-Saloranta M/26-pikakiväärin toimintavarmuutensa ansiosta.

Kuvassa jalkaväkirykmentti 15:n sotilas vartiossa DP 27-pikakiväärin kanssa Sirkiän lohkolla, Raudussa, 16.1.1942.

Satakunnassa perustettu jalkaväkirykmentti 15 oli Suomen maavoimien 15. divisioonan joukkoyksikkö jatkosodassa. Reserviläisistä koottu rykmentti kärsi raskaita tappioita etenkin kesällä 1944, kun se vetäytyi puna-armeijan suurhyökkäyksen ahdistamana Karjalankannasta pitkin. •••••••• [ sa-kuva | 70172 | H.Tornia ]

[ballplayersxo]

People keep saying Josh Giddey will get away with it because of yt privilege....but if you think of it which player has really received any punishment (from the league not just their team)? Miles Bridges received a standing ovation the other day. Karl Malone is still being honoured. It seems only Ja has actually been punished by the league and that makes me wonder if there is more to that story.

It seems crazy that Ja would receive such punishment for simply showing a gun whereas people who have done actual crimes have not received the same level of punishment from the league. The fact that Ja showed the gun again after the initial punishment makes me think he wanted/needed the time off. Conspiracy theorists, what ya got?

yeah i don’t see his race protecting him as much cause you’re right, the league doesn’t take sa/dv seriously regardless of offender. they all bounce back unharmed. the ja situation was very unserious tho cause 25 games?? relax

[the-late-night-thoughts]

For anyone who doesn't know, this was the song Not played in the get together night.

Uncommon by Bell Supol

Here's the full song:

LYRICS + ENGLISH ROMANIZATION

Kon tummadah tee mai tummadah An uncommonly average person Koey dern dtahm hah gor mai jur suk rai I once traveled searching, but never once found Kae kon kon neung tee mee pon tahng jai Even one person who had these aspects Tee jur gor mai chai tee chai gor mai jur What I found wasn’t right, what was right, I didn’t find Kon tummadah tee mai tummadah An uncommonly average person Tee soot fah gor pah hai mah pob tur Finally, the sky led me to find you Tur keu kon diao tee mai dtaung lert lur You’re the only person who doesn’t need to be spectacular Dtae yoo glai tur meuan jur sawan nai hua jai Yet being near you is like finding heaven in my heart Job laeo tee sor hah dai mah pob dtua jing sa tee It’s over, what I’ve been searching for, I’ve finally gotten to meet the real thing Cheewit dtor jahk nee kong ja dee tah mee dtae tur My life from now on will be good if I have only you Gaun ja naun yahk jur tur pen kon soot tai You’re the last person I want to see before I go to sleep Kon raek kaung chao tut pai chun gor yahk hen tur And the first person I want to see when I wake up in the morning Chao gor mee dtae tur kum gor mee dtae tur kon dia tao nun Morning has only you, night has only you alone Yahk tum dtua dtit tur mai dtaung hahng pai nai I wanna stick close to you so there’s no need to be far apart Mai wah ja tum arai gor yahk tum duay gun No matter what we do, I want to do it together Took lom hai jai kao auk took welah kaung chun Every breath I take, every moment of mine Whoa oh oh yahk ja chai gup tur Whoa oh oh, I want to spend them with you Mun chahng koom koom gup gahn ror koy It was worth it, it was worth the wait Neuay mai noy tee koy fah jur dtung nahn I’m not even a little tired of waiting to find you for so long Dtae nai nahtee raek tee dai hen nah gun But the first minute I saw your face Nahtee nun roo loey wah koom tee ror At that moment I knew it was worth the wait Whoa oh oh yahk ja chai gup tur Whoa oh oh, I want to spend them with you

[ellenvonellen]

Porträtt av lätt framåtlutad kvinna

Någonstans står det skrivet i ett slags omdöme av henne att hon är en “lätt framåtlutad kvinna”. Hon har ont i ryggen, hon har alltid haft ont i ryggen. Det stod något mer men både hon och jag har glömt vad. Hon säger att lärarna på Högre allmänna läroverket för flickor på Södermalm tyckte att hon var uppkäftig, och så var hon ju tyska.

Många av hennes berättelser handlar om att vara förbisedd, förminskad – fast det är inte så hon benämner det. Det är min egen tolkning, mitt tvångsmässiga sökande efter mönster. Ett av de signifikanta minnen som överlevde flytten till Sverige, hör ihop med skräcken, eller våndan – ångern – men är på papper blott en konstlös, tidlös bild av ett barn som packar inför en resa. Hon måste välja mellan Gun och Monica. Gun är mindre än Monica, en kan anta att hon är lättare att packa. Det är jobbigt att packa, när man är barn. Det tyckte åtminstone jag. Mina ångestdrömmar handlar ofta om att jag måste packa inför en resa, men packningen blir aldrig klar, eller också kommer jag på att jag har glömt det allra viktigaste när jag väl har lämnat huset och det är för sent att vända tillbaka. Jag missar alltid avgången, hur jag än gör.

Hon kom hit via många medel: ett var i alla fall tåg, ett godståg. De pressade ihop sig i en kolvagn för att färdas från ryska zonen till den amerikanska. Kanske hörde hon det omtalas, eller så talade Mor om det för henne, då Mor inte hade någon annan att tala med; hon visste att från en bro som järnvägen passerade under stod ryssar ibland och sköt på de utresande tågen. Innan de steg ombord visste hon detta, och att det föregående tåget hade blivit beskjutet. Det kan fortfarande få ögonen att tåras på henne, den tanken. Och stunden under bron. Men det var värre för Mor, säger hon, sammanfattningsvis. Jag försöker alltid utvinna fler detaljer ur dessa minnesbilder när vi talar om det. Men de är just det, minnesbilder. Glimtar. De innehåller alltid samma fakta. Jag vet inte om hon glömmer bort att hon sagt allt detta till mig nästan ordagrant, flera gånger ibland, eller om hon måste upprepa sig. Om behovet är så oavvisligt – jag behöver inte ens vara den jag är för att fylla min funktion, jag behöver bara vara där.

Mor och hon bodde i Werdau, alldeles nära stadsparken. Far var inkallad som alla tyska män. Vid något tillfälle tillkom Hjallis, och vid ett senare, Karin. De hade troligtvis flyttat till Werdau från Hannover när kriget började då det var där Opa och Oma bodde. Hannovers förorts- och bostadsområden bombades grundligt av de allierade. En typ av bombning numera betraktad som krigsbrott, men sålunda var kriget. De fick bege sig till Werdau av en eller annan anledning som nog väl hade med kriget att göra, men detta var innan bombningarna av Hannover hade börjat.

En dag körde en amerikansk kommendant sin Jeep rakt in i ett skyltfönster. Mor, som var Röda Korset-sjuksköterska, ropade till kommendanten när detta hände, Don’t touch your eyes! eller något till den effekten. Detta var för att stoppa honom från att gnida sig om ögonen och förblinda sig själv med glassplittret från fönstret och glasögonen som slagits sönder i kraschen. Senare sökte kommendanten upp Mor för att tacka henne, men också för att få reda på hur det kom sig att hon talade engelska vilket inte alls var vanligt bland tyskar. Jag är svenska, förklarade Mor. Hon hade lärt sig engelska i skolan. (Dessutom var hon otroligt språkbegåvad.) Kommendanten frågade om hon hade en svensk flagga. Ja, det hade hon. Häng den då i fönstret för att inte få inackorderingar. Han undrade också om det fanns något han kunde göra för henne. Hjälp mig komma till Sverige med mina barn, sa Mor.

En av dessa starka minnesbilder hon har, av den natur som liksom hemsöker en men utan att det går att säga varför, är av perrongen någonstans i Tyskland, dagen de reste med godståget till den amerikanska zonen. Där stod en liten, liten farbror med en liten, sliten väska och en fågelbur. Det måste ha varit många människor på perrongen, många som ville komma undan Röda armén. Till Werdau kom de den första juli, Mors födelsedag. Amerikanarna fick lov att dra sig tillbaka illa kvickt, och kommendanten som lovat att hjälpa Mor hann aldrig fullfölja sitt löfte. Ett stort överhängande hot, när staden slutligen överlämnats till Röda armén, var att bli våldtagen. Det talades inte om öppet, åtminstone inte med en åttaåring, men hon minns att före detta hembiträden kom och ringde på för att de var livrädda. Flaggan som den amerikanska kommendanten hade tillrått Mor att hänga upp kom en rysk kommendant och sa skulle plockas ned. Vad är det för en flagga? ville han veta. Han hade en tolk med sig. Det är Sveriges flagga, svarade Mor. Han gick fram och tog flaggan ur Mors händer, sedan rev han isär den, alldeles på mitten. Ljudet av trådarna i väven som de brister, det har stannat.

Men åter till perrongen. Det måste ha varit fullt med människor, men i hennes minne står endast den lilla farbrorn där och väntar och väntar. I hennes minne ser han mycket liten och ensam ut – allt han bär med sig är en väska och en fågelbur. Dessa två ting, en för vardera hand, det enda som var hans den dagen. Allt annat hade lämnats. Fanns där en fågel? Kanske var det en kanariefågel. De är små och har en viss munter sorgsenhet om sig som påminner om ett vanvårdat barns. Endast det som går att bära får komma med. En burfågel, men inte en katt. Hjallis och Karin var med – en dam insisterade att hennes egen väska måste få stå på Karins vagn. Hon ställde den där, bakom Karins rygg. Stundom var det som en lek: de förklädde sig till lantfolk och for med häst och vagn från en plats till en annan. En dag reste de genom Dresden efter att det ödelagts. Då brister rösten, som trådarna i en flagga.

Den lilla farbrorn står kvar på perrongen. Det går inte att säga vad det blev av honom. Kanske är det därför synen av honom följer henne till Sverige, följer henne ända till mig, decennier senare, och överlämnas till min fantasi – i fantasin kliver han aldrig på tåget, han står bara där, och väntar och väntar, på en avgång som aldrig bevittnades.

Det fanns ett bad i Werdau där hon gick på simskola. En dag reste de till ett annat bad, hon vet inte alls var, hon var mycket liten. Där var Far – eller reste de tillsammans hemifrån? Detta kanske var i Hannover, om det nu var där de först bodde. Det var en lycklig dag, vad hon minns är att hon badade med Far. Han lyfte upp henne ur vattnet så att hon fick stå på hans axlar. Det händer att en blir modfälld inför tanken på att skräck och sorg, av någon evolutionär anledning, är vad som helst flockas i minnet. Dessa stunder har ett eko som fortsätter i all oändlighet, därför kan ögonen komma att tåras vid själva åtanken. Men stunden då Far lyfte henne att stå på hans axlar är fortfarande oblandad lycka. En sådan känsla vill också dröja kvar.

Far var alltid borta. Far var i Polen. Han tog med ett foto hem från ryska gränsen. En dag tog han med en kattunge hem; det var Minka, hennes alldeles egen katt. Hon längtade alltid efter Far, hon saknar fortfarande sin katt. Minka var trefärgad – röd och vit, och lite svart. Hon var en mycket liten katt, även som vuxen. Hon var en mycket speciell katt. När Mor var ledsen ville Minka trösta henne – hon satt hos Mor och trampade med spända framtassar, som katter gör när de är riktigt kelsjuka. Klorna ute, så att de sticker i skinnet, så att de fastnar i kläderna. Om inte Far hade tagit med sig Minka hem hade hon ätits upp. Av ryska armén eller av tyska? Det vet hon inte. Alla var hungriga. Men inte Far! Det var ju skönt. Minka älskade att bli omkringkörd i en dockvagn. Det låter precis som det trosvissa påstående ett barn skulle göra, men hon håller fast vid att Minka hatade att gå ut, jämrade sig högt över det, och gav sitt bifall endast under dessa särskilda former.

Men åter till badet i Werdau där hon gått på simskola. Det fanns där en trampolin, och när hon och Mor och Hjallis, och kanske Karin också, och kanske Opa och Oma, besökte badet en gång, sa hon till dem att hon hade hoppat från den trampolinen på simskolan. Det hade hon naturligtvis inte. Mor sa förtjust, Åh, då måste vi titta! Det kan hon också känna ännu, suget i magen av det olyckliga gensvaret. Då var hon ju tvungen att hoppa. så hon hoppade. Men hon kommer ihåg hur rädd hon var. Vad hon ångrade att hon ljugit. Hon skrattar åt det nu. Måste väl impa lite, som storasyster, förklarar hon.

Hon ångrade alltid att hon valde Gun över Monica. En liten väska, en väska ett barn kan bära, där en mindre docka får plats, det fick hon ta med sig. Men Minka fick stanna i Werdau med Mors väninna och hennes tvillingar. Lilla Minka, vad hon sörjde henne. Minka har hon alltid talat om med störst saknad. Opa och Oma träffade hon aldrig igen, efter att de rest till Sverige. Opa var väl redan död. Tant Anna, som var Opas syster, var död i alla fall. Far träffade hon långt senare, som vuxen. Han hade en ny familj då, och hon föraktades av hans nya fru men det stod aldrig klart för henne varför.

Den tredje maj 1945, två månader innan resan från Tyskland började, fick en artikel i Landskrona Posten rubriken “Sverige det är himlen”. Artikeln redogjorde för Landskronas mottagande av flyktingar från koncentrationslägren. I skånsk press talades det om de nordiska bröderna i skaran av tusentals flyktingar, dessa stiliga unga män som sjöng nationalsånger med så vackra stämmor - hellre det än judarna i samma skara, och andra mindre välpassliga gestalter. (De svenska myndigheterna hade i hemlighet, ända fram till februari, 1944, särskiljt de judiska flyktingarna från resten för att neka så många av dem som möjligt asyl. Men året därpå var Sverige befolkat av hjältar. Det var ett Gott Land, som släppte in judar såväl som Nazitysklands mönstermedborgare.) Det hann bli vinter innan Mor, Hjallis, Karin och hon var framme i detta himmelrike: linhåriga migranter som äntligen gjort sin hemfärd, tillbaka till den sanna tillhörigheten i Skånes öppna famn. De kom från Danmark med färja över sundet till Örenäs slott där det inrättats en flyktingförläggning. Det var då Mor lärde henne att säga på svenska, när de ringde första gången: Goddag, Morfar. Så förträffligt lät det att Morfar var säker på att hon talade svenska, men allt hon kunde var det Mor hade lärt henne. Guten Tag, Opa.

På färjan från Danmark fick man mat. Hennes första minne av att komma till Sverige är att hon mådde så illa av den maten. Hon drar på munnen när hon berättar det. Det var väl sådant där, som smör och sådant, mat man inte var van vid längre. Dock hade hon varit i Sverige tidigare. Det finns fotografier av när de hälsade på Mormor och Morfar i Backebo på sommarlovet. Men nu till Örenäs slott. Det är inte ett slott med torn och bröstvärn, mer en jättelik herrgård i fransk stil. En sockerkung hade låtit bygga slottet under det förra stora kriget, men sedan dess hade det sålts till fackliga organisationer och drevs av en resebyrå till folksemesterns ära. Allt detta är för henne okänt – hon ser endast framför sig de långa köerna. De blev kvar där i några veckor, kanske längre. Alla skulle saneras innan de fick beträda svensk mark. Kläder skulle brännas. Vid något tillfälle fick de gå och ställa sig i kön; då stod de blandat, vuxna och barn. Hela familjen blev vaccinerad i en tur. Hjallis hade just fyllt sju och Karin var bara en bebis, men hon betraktades inte så. Som när kvinnan på tåget skulle ha sin väska i Karins vagn. Karin kunde sitta på tåggolvet, tyckte kvinnan. Sjukt, säger hon. Krig måste göra något med folk, som gör dem så. Själv hade hon nyss fyllt nio år i november, och de anlände i Sverige samma år. Hon måste ha fyllt under färden, men det var nog ingen som gjorde något av det, hon minns inte att det var något med det. Mor var ju så nere. 

Det skulle tas prover på allting, man fick sprutor mot en massa saker, på Örenäs slott. Hon är spruträdd. Inte rädd för att det ska göra ont egentligen, utan för att hela saken är obehaglig. Jag tror att det sitter i sedan dess, säger hon. Därtill skulle man bli luskammad. Förnedrande, emedan det betydde att man var smutsig eller illa omskött. Annars kunde man väl inte få löss! Hon funderar lite, tänker högt: Fastän jag gick i skola…? Det måste ha varit väldigt tabubelagt, menar hon, eftersom hon kommer ihåg det. Det var inte mycket mer än så – köerna, sprutorna. Folk talade andra språk men hon kan inte säga vilka eller att hon hörde någon tyska. Man hölls väl med Mor. Och andra barn, lekkamrater, jämnåriga? Hon kan inte se något annat barn framför sig, fast hon vet att det fanns, eftersom förläggningen var fullpackad med folk. Så fick hon ju vara stor jämt och det fick hon ju vara hela tiden egentligen för hon var ju äldst och Mor behövde ju någon att prata med… Mer var det väl inte. De långa köerna, sprutorna, luskamningen, och hur de drev med folk. Särskilt med en kvinna som satt och läste telefonkatalogen uppifrån och ned, medan de andra bara skrattade. När de satt i något stort rum, någon sal, och inte hade något för sig. Hon verkade vara finska. Hon var vuxen. Hur kunde de göra så? Till och med hon som var bara barnet förstod ju att det var fel.

Så en dag var man frisläppt, och resan var gjord, och kriget fortsatte att vara slut, och Far fortsatte att vara borta, och man var på tåget igen, och tåget makade sig fram till Stockholm som låg fridfull och orörd från bomber och beskjutningar. Hon borde minnas när de äntligen kom hem till Mormor och Morfar, hon borde komma ihåg det med en lättnadens och sällhetens suck. Men det är bedrägeriet – biten med telefonen – som hon minns istället. Han blev besviken, Morfar, när det visade sig att hon fortfarande inte kunde svenska. Det blev alla. Därefter fick tyska inte talas mer.

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item # K20E41

RARE Pra Pong Itthirit Patihan, Ta Khao Ma Rai Ja-mong-rao-mai-henn, Nua Pong Aa-taan. An amulet with figure of Luang Phor Jamnain of Wat Tam Sua, made from mystical plant powder, Din Jet Pa Cha (earth taken from the heart of 7 most haunted cemeteries). In the front was inlaid with 3 gold tagrut, sprinkled with Gradook Phee Tai Hong Jet Pacha (powder crushed from human bones and ash taken from 7 most haunted cremation sites), and fragments of Ploy Noppakao (9 kinds of auspicious gems). In the back is with Yant Gamnert (the Hypnotic Spiral Cabalistic Writings), and Thai texts say “if someone coming to you with bad intention, you will be invisible through their eyes, Esteem Power of Protection, and Miracle”, and a tiger. Made by Luang Phor Jamnian of Wat Tam Sua, Krabi Province before BE 2540 (CE 1997).

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The process of making Buddha amulet that contains human remains with mystical herb/plants, and other holy materials is known as “Pong Prai Kumarn Maha Phood”, the Guru Monks who have ability to make this type of Holy Powder must have “Vicha Arkom” to control spirits that come with human remains and those sacred herb, NOT every monk could make Pong Prai Kumarn Maha Phood. It would bring disaster to those who made and those who wear amulets that contain this type of Holy Powder if the process of making was completely wrong! But the amulets made by Luang Phor Jamian have proven themselves to the wearers to be one of Thailand’s Best Pra Pong Gradook Phee.

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BEST FOR: This amulet helps blind people who have bad intentions to do harm to you. The ghosts in this amulet trick your enemies with both visual and auditory hallucinations for your own safety. And the ghosts hypnotize people around you to be put in trance states, and do whatever you direct them to. Ability of temptation and persuasion, Klawklad Plodpai (it helps push you away from all danger), Kongkraphan (it makes you invulnerable to all weapon attack), Maha-ut (it stops gun from shooting at you or misses its target), and Metta Maha Niyom (it makes people around you love you, be nice to you, and willing to support you for anything), Wealth Fetching, Maha Larp (it brings lucky wealth), Metta Maha Niyom (it makes people around you love you, be nice to you, and willing to support you for anything), Kaa Kaai Dee (it helps tempt your customers to buy whatever you are selling, and it helps attract new customers and then keep them coming back, Maha Sanay (it helps turn you to Prince Charming in the eyes of women/men). It warns danger coming ahead. And Ponggan Poot-pee pee-saat Kunsai Mondam Sa-niat jan-rai Sat Meepit (it helps ward off evil spirit, demon, bad ghost, bad omen, bad spell, curse, accursedness, black magic, misfortune, doom, and poisonous animals). This amulet helps protect you from manipulators, backstabbers, and toxic people.

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DIN JET PA CHA

Din Jet Pa Cha refers to earth taken from 7 most haunted cemeteries. It is believed that the earth from cemetery contains the spirits of the dead, and accumulates mystical power.

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THE AMULET MADE FROM SOIL OR EARTH

The soil or earth is the oldest minerals on Earth, it accumulates all power of good deeds of all Arhats (or Luohan), Bodhisattva and Buddha as long as you and your enemies are standing/living on the earth, the Pra Mae Thoranee (the Earth Goddess) will witness good deeds and bad deeds, if you have made good deeds, then your good deeds have already witnessed by Pra Mae Thoranee, Pra Mae Thoranee will help you, and your enemies could not do any harm to you. And the difficulties of your life, Pra Mae Thoranee also witnesses, and Pra Mae Thoranee will ease all of your difficulties.

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Gradook Phee Tai Hong Jet Pacha

The human bone powder which were taken from 7 most haunted cremation sites. The Phee Tai Hong in Thai refers to death due to violence for example; homicide, suicide, traffic-related death. Those hairs of Phee Tai Hong used for making this amulet had to die on Saturday, and had their body cremations on Tuesday.

The spirit of Phee Tai Hong is believed to be trapped in the purgatory, and sunk in its own thought. Purgatory, also called The World between Worlds, is a spiritual realm that traps lost and tortured souls. Guru monks or White Robe Archan who has highest ability of magic to pull spirits of Phi Tai Hong out of the purgatory, and later enter the physical realm (human world), and ask his/her spirit to stay in the amulets. The spirit in this amulet will help its master to do anything his/her asks for, and the spirit would gain merits from helping its master, and carry its merits to the next world.

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Tagrut

Tagrut is an early amulet worn by Thai men as necklace and as cord belt dated back over 800 years ago. Tagrut is usually made from sheet of metal or animal skin or bamboo or palm leaf inscribed with cabalistic writings, and then rolled as a tube.

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Ploy Noppakao

Noppakao ( or Napparat ), meaning the Jewelry of Nine Gems, is believed to bring individual powers and blessed fortune to the wearer. In olden days, military leaders would wear Noppakao jewelry as charms to ensure victory in battles. Ladies would be gifted these by husbands or fathers to protect blessed virtue & wisdom. The Nine gems are comprised of precious & semi-precious stones, traditionally diamond (or white sapphire), ruby, blue sapphire, yellow sapphire (or citrine/topaz), emerald, garnet, zircon, cat’s eye, & moonstone (quartz).

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YANT GAM-NERT

The Hypnotic Spiral Cabalistic Writings or Yant Gam-nert in Thai, it is believed that this magical Yant Gam-nert has a power of hypnosis those persons who are around the amulet with Yant Gam-nert would be hypnotized they would be put in trance states, and do whatever you direct them to.

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*This amulet contains human remains. Not suitable for people who have Spectrophobia (the fear of ghosts). People who have Spectrophobia cannot control themselves while experiencing ghosts, they might have sudden cardiac death or cause harm to themselves from temporary loss of consciousness.

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DIMENSION: 3.30 cm high / 1.80 cm wide / 0.60 cm thick

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Quais os Melhores Tecidos Para Roupa Infantil?

Melhores tecidos para roupa infantil é u ma d as co is as m ais important es para o des en vol v iment o sa ud á vel de u ma c rian ça , po is el a é respons á vel por mant ê – la aqu ec ida , se g ura e conf ort á vel .

Esc ol her os mel h ores te c id os para a rou pa infant il , ent ão , é ess en cial para g arant ir que a c rian ça este ja prote g ida e conf ort á vel . Ex ist em m uit os tip os d if erent es de te c id os disp on í ve is para rou pa infant il , c ada um com su as pr ó pri as car acter í stic as e benef í ci os , e c ada um com se u pr ó pri o n í vel de dur abil id ade , respir abil id ade , resist ê nc ia à á gu a e m uit o m ais .

No ent anto , al guns dos mel h ores te c id os para rou pa infant il s ão al god ão , sed a , lin ho , l ã e pol i é ster . O al god ão é su ave , resist ente e respir á vel , enqu anto a sed a é extrem ament e su ave e respir á vel .

O lin ho é leve , respir á vel e m uit o dur á vel , enqu anto a l ã é qu ente e resist ente . O pol i é ster , por out ro l ado , é extrem ament e dur á vel , resist ente à á gu a e à su je ira , e p ode ser us ado em u ma varied ade de pe ç as de rou pa infant il .

Ao esc ol her o mel hor te c ido para a rou pa infant il de se u fil ho , cert if ique – se de consider ar as car acter í stic as e benef í ci os de c ada te c ido para g arant ir que a rou pa se ja se g ura e conf ort á vel para a c rian ça .

6 Melhores tecidos para roupas infantis?

As roupas infantis são um dos itens mais importantes para garantir a saúde e o bem-estar dos bebês. Por isso, é importante escolher os melhores tecidos para a confecção desses produtos. Entre os materiais mais indicados para as roupas infantis, estão o algodão, o linho, o Tencel®, a viscose, o poliéster e o poliamida.

Algodão

O algodão é um dos tecidos mais populares para as roupas infantis por ser fresco, respirável e altamente resistente. Além disso, é ecologicamente correto, pois é obtido através da plantação, e tem um toque suave para não irritar a pele delicada dos bebês.

O linho também é uma opção muito popular para as roupas infantis, pois é leve, durável e resistente ao encolhimento. Além disso, é respirável, absorve muito bem a umidade e tem um toque suave.

Tencel®

O Tencel® é um tecido produzido a partir da celulose de eucalipto e tem alta resistência, além de ser muito resistente às formas de bolinhas. É também muito fácil de lavar e secar, além de ser muito suave para a pele dos bebês.

viscose

A viscose é um tecido muito leve, respirável e muito macio. É produzido a partir da celulose de madeira, não causa alergias e não encolhe. Além disso, absorve bem a umidade, o que o torna ótimo para o verão.

Poliéster

O poliéster é um tecido sintético muito resistente e resistente ao desgaste. É altamente durável, resistente ao encolhimento e às formas de bolinhas. No entanto, pode ser mais quente para o verão, por isso é importante optar por tecidos mais leves para as roupas infantis.

Poliamida

Por fim, o poliamida é um tecido sintético resistente à água, à umidade e ao desgaste. Além disso, é muito resistente ao encolhimento, aos mofos e às formas de bolinhas. No entanto, não é tão macio quanto o algodão ou o linho, por isso é importante certificar-se de que o tecido é muito suave antes de comprá-lo.

Escolher os melhores tecidos para as roupas infantis é essencial para o conforto e a saúde do bebê. Os tecidos mais populares para esses produtos são o algodão, o linho, o Tencel®, a viscose, o poliéster e o poliamida. Esses tecidos são respiráveis, macios e muito resistentes, oferecendo um ótimo equilíbrio entre conforto e durabilidade.

Tecidos de origem vegetal

Os te c id os de orig em veget al s ão idea is para comp or o look de u ma blog ue ira infant il . A qual id ade , resist ê nc ia e be le za dos te c id os de al god ão , sed a e lin ho s ão ap reci adas des de a Ant ig uid ade .

É poss í vel c ri ar pe ç as ú nic as , com o vest id os de fest a para c rian ça , que al iam est ilo , eleg â nc ia e be le za para comp or o look . As op ç õ es s ão vari adas , des de os te c id os m ais le ves , fe it os de lin ho , at é os m ais resist ent es , fe it os de al god ão .

Os tons de cores s ão divers os , t udo para comp or o look da blog ue ira infant il . Al é m dis so , os te c id os de orig em veget al s ão extrem ament e resist ent es à abras ão e a o des g aste , o que g arant e ma ior dur abil id ade para a rou pa .

Se ja para comp or looks para u ma fest a o u para o d ia a d ia , os te c id os de orig em veget al s ão a esc ol ha cer te ira para a blog ue ira infant il .

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Young Lady and Gentleman

I decided to watch this series because it has a really good cast. I've seen most of the actors in other series and I was looking forward to watching them, specially Ji Hyun Woo, who is one of my favorite actors. The first couple of episodes held my interest even though they were filled with cliché: the misunderstanding at the hiking site, Dan Dan winning Jae Ni over by fighting against her bullies, and Dan Dan's stepmother and her family's lack of sense when it came to money, to name a few things. There were a lot of characters that annoyed me to no end, but what really killed it for me was the amnesia plot (acting like a 22 years old man and then remembering he was 40 and forgetting what he did when thinking he was back in his 20s). I skipped half the episodes and then saw the rest of the episodes skipping scenes.

This series disappointed me. It could have explored the issues in believable ways, instead of brushing them with cliché plot twists and simplifying the issues and resolutions. They could have explored the stigma to age difference in relationships since Young Gook and Se Ryeon both fell in love with people that were younger than them. They could have explored the issue of abandonment and adoptive family with Sa Ra, Anna, Young Gook and Dan Dan's father and stepmother. The decisions men and women make and how the woman is the worse off - with Dae Ran, who was too ignorant to believe a married man's words and become his mistress and remain in a household where she wasn't respected or loved. Because, let's face it, Young Gook's father was no model to follow.

The characters didn't help either. Of the adult characters the only ones that were less annoying were Mi Rim and Joon Oh because they went after what they wanted, they worked around the hardship together and were equals in their relationship.

I had a lot of trouble stomaching the female characters (except for Mi Rim). Dan Dan was too immature, clingy and had no self-respect. The same could be said about Se Ryeon and her mother. Sa Ra and her mother were schemers, but I also think they got the worse end of the rope. Dae Ran was the one to propose Sa Ra pretend to have been in a relationship with Young Gook when he lost his memory and as soon as the plan went sour, she left Sa Ra with all the weight of the scheme. Sa Ra's desperation to be near her son made her do many unspeakable things but I believed she could have had a second chance with Cha Gun; but he also disappointed because he said he loved her and was willing to stay with her while she was pregnant with his child, but as soon as she lost it, he was willing to part ways. He walked away, leaving her all broken. . . A similar thing happened to Lee Ki Ja. Yes, she had to pay for her crime, but her supposed friends - who were no angels - brushed her every time she wasn't a convenience to them. In the end, even Sa Ra left her mother to find her own path.

Anna Kim was no saint either and she could have dealt with the situation in another way, but why use the "cancer" card? Why use the "let's pity her" route and then dispose of her through death? I just think this was too easy.

And Yeon Shil wasn't the best stepmother, or wife for that matter, but I think her husband used her and didn't respect her. He turned her into the evil stepmother for years and then had the face to tell her he wanted to stay with his ex-wife while she was sick. And here is where the male characters also annoyed me. Soo Cheol and Young Gook were good people but acted all mighty and didn't think about the people they were hurting with their actions or words. Cha Gun was a character I liked but the way he let Sa Ra go was really disappointing. Dae Beom was hard to stomach at the beginning but he grew as a character towards the end, just like Se Ryeon did.

I guess these are not black and white characters. They are all human - I'll give them that. They had their good things and those that were not good. And it would have been okay if the writer and director hadn't tried so hard to turn this into a comedy. It should have been a drama. I think it would have worked better that way, the female characters would not have been portrayed as ignorant, clingy and foolish simpletons and those over used plot cliché would have been out of the equation.

Poster from Wikipedia - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Young_Lady_and_Gentleman

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Corporal Forsten in Tienhaara area, municipality of Viipuri, August 8, 1944.

25 years old Eino Forsten from Pori destroyed an enemy T-26 tank with a light anti-tank gun in Tammisuo, Viipuri and was awarded the tank destroyer badge on his sleeve.

Five classes of award are issued:

1-2 destroyed tanks = basic badge 3-4 destroyed tanks = basic badge + 1 ribbon 5-9 destroyed tanks = basic badge + 2 ribbons 10-14 destroyed tanks = basic badge + 3 ribbons 15 or more destroyed tanks = basic badge + 4 ribbons

Between 1 June 1944 - 6 Oct 19 1944 322 badges and 86 stripes to badges were awarded. The highest award, badge with 4 stripes was given to Lance Corporal Toivo Ilomäki. While being an gunner to 75 K/40 anti-tank gun in 24th Gun Company he destroyed 21 Soviet tanks from which 17 in same battle. He became the Knight of the Mannerheim Cross # 155. •••••••• Alikersantti Forsten Tienhaaran maastossa Viipurin maalaiskunnassa, 8.8.1944.

Porista kotoisin oleva 25-vuotias Eino Forsten tuhosi kevyellä panssaritorjuntatykillä T-26 vihollisvaunun Tammisuon kaupunginosassa Viipurissa ja sai panssarintuhoojamerkin hihaansa.

Panssarintuhoojamerkkiä oli viisi luokkaa:

1-2 tuhottua vaunua = perusmerkki 3-4 tuhottua vaunua = perusmerkki + 1 nauha 5-9 tuhottua vaunua = perusmerkki + 2 nauhaa 10-14 tuhottua vaunua = perusmerkki + 3 nauhaa 15 tai enemmän tuhottua vaunua =  perusmerkki + 4 nauhaa

Panssarintuhoojan merkkiä myönnettiin kesä-, heinä- ja elokuussa 1944 yhteensä 322 kappaletta, ja näihin 86 lisänauhaa. Korkeimman luokan merkin, jossa on neljä lisänauhaa, sai vain yksi henkilö, korpraali Toivo Ilomäki. Hän tuhosi 21 vihollisen vaunua (17 yhdessä taistelussa) panssarintorjuntatykin ampujana 24. Tykkikomppaniassa. Samoista ansioista hänelle myönnettiin Mannerheim-risti numerolla 155. •••••••• [ sa-kuva | 161008 | T.Norjavirta | Panssarikilta | J.Hujanen ]

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Treaty Between the United States and the Hunkpapa Band of the Sioux Indians Signed at Arikara Village, 7/16/1825

File Unit: Ratified Indian Treaty 132: Sioux (Hunkpapa) - Arikara Village, July 16, 1825, 1789 - 1869

Series: Indian Treaties, 1789 - 1869

Record Group 11: General Records of the United States Government, 1778 - 2006

Transcription:

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For the purpose of perpetuating the friendship which has heretofore existed as also to remove all future cause of discussion

or dissention as it respects Trade and Friendship between the United States, and their citizens, and the Hunkpapas

Band of the Sioux Tribe of Indians, the President of the United States of America by Brigadier General Henry Atkinson

of the United States Army, and Major Benjamin OFallon Indian Agent, with full powers and authority specially

appointed and commissioned for that purpose, of the one part; And the Undersigned Chiefs, Head-men and

warriors of the said Hunkpapas band of Sioux Indians on behalf of their band of the other part; have made

and entered into the following Articles and conditions, which when ratified by the President of the United

States, by and with the advice and consent of the Senate shall be binding on both parties, to wit.

Article 1st. It is admitted by the Hunkpapas band of Sioux Indians that they reside within the Territorial limits of

the United States; acknowledge their supremacy and claim their protection: The Said Band also admit the right of

the United States to regulate all trade and intercourse with them.

Article 2nd. The United States agree to receive the Hunkpapas band of Sioux into their Friendship and under their pro-

-tection, and to extend to them from time to time such benefits, and acts of kindness as may be convenient, and seem

just and proper to the President of the United States.

Article 3d. All Trade and intercourse with the Hunkpapas band shall be transacted at such place or places as may

be designated and pointed out by the President of the United States through his Agents, and none but American Citi-

-zens duly authorized by the United States shall be admitted to trade or hold intercourse with said band of Indians.

Article 4th. That the Hunkpapas band may be accommodated with such Articles of Merchandize &c as their necessaties may

demand the United States agree to admit and licence Traders to hold intercourse with said band under mild and equitable

regulations: In consideration of which, the Hunkpapas band bind themselves to extend protection to the persons, and the

property of the Traders and the persons legally employed under them, whilst they remain within the limits of their

particular district of Country: And the said Hunkpapas Band further agree that if any foreigner or their person

not legally authorized by the United States shall come into their district of country for the purposes of Trade or other

views they will apprehend each person or persons, and deliver him or them to some United States Superintendent

or Agent of Indian Affairs or to the Commandant of the nearest military  post to be dealt with according to law: And

they further agree to give safe conduct to all persons who may be legally authorized, by the United States to pass through

their country; And to protect in their persons and property all Agents or other persons sent by the United States

to reside temporarily among them.

Article 5th. That the friendship which is now established between the United States and the Hunkpapas band should not be

interrupted by the misconduct of Individuals it is hereby agreed that for injuries done by individuals no private revenge

or retaliation shall take place, but instead thereof, complaints shall be made by the injured party to the Superintendent

or Agent of Indian affairs, or other person appointed by the President, and it shall be the duty of said Chiefs, upon com-

-plaint being made as aforesaid to deliver up the person or persons against whom the complaint is made to the

end what he or they may be punished agreeably to the laws of the United  States: and in like manner if any robbery

violence, murder shall be committed on any Indian or Indians belonging to the Said Band, the person or

persons so offending shall be tried; and if found guilty shall be punished in the like manner as if the injury had

been done to a white man. And it is agreed that the Chiefs of Said Hunkpapas Bands shall to the utmost

of their power exert themselves to recover horses, or other property which may be stolen or taken from any Citizen

or Citizens of the United States by any individual or individuals of said Band, and the property so recovered shall

be forthwith delivered to the Agents or other person authorized to receive it, that it may be restored to the proper

owner. And the United States hereby quarranty to any Indian or Indians of said Band a full indemnification

for any horses or other property which may be stolen from them by any of their citizens: provided that the

property stolen cannot be recovered, and that sufficient proof is produced that it was actually stolen by a

Citizen of the United States. And the said Hunkpapas band engage on the requisition or demand of the

President of the United States, or of the Agents to deliver up any White man resident among them.

Article 6th. And the Chiefs and warriors as aforesaid promise and engage that their Band will never

by sale exchange or as presents supply any nation or Tribe of Indians, not in Amity with the United States

with guns, ammunition or other implements of War.

Done at the Auricara Village this Sixteenth__ day of

July A.D. 1825 and of the Independence of the United States the fiftieth. _ In Testimony whereof the

said Commissioners Henry Atkinson and Benjamin O'Fallon, and the Chiefs, head-men & Warriors of the

Hunkpapas Tribe of Indians have hereunto set their hands and affixed their seals

In Presence of

A.L. Langham Sec to the Com:

A. Leavenworth

Col. U.S. Army

P. Wilson U.S. Ind. Agt.

GHKennerly

U.S.S. Indn Agt

[illegible] Capt, Infty

John Gale Surgeon U/A

RN Colman USA

QGantz Captain & Inf

[illegible] 5th Infty

[illegible] US Army

Jas WKingsbury [illegible]

Thomas Noel Lt 6th Inf

BHStuart Lt 1st Inf

[illegible] USA

Cohn Campbell

H. Atkinson

BrGn. U.S. ARmy

Benj. O'Fallon

U.S.Agt Indn Aff

Mato che gallah     Little White Bear     X

Cha sa wa ne che     The one that has no name     X

Tah hah nee ah     The one that scares the game     X

Taw ome nee o tah     The womb     X

Mah to wee tah     The white bears face     X

Pah sal sa     The Auricara     X

Ha hah kus ka     The White Elk     X

#132

[midwest-indigo]

28, 61 and 63

28. five songs to describe you? oh god i have no idea hahaha i don’t really know how interpret this question but i’m gonna go with songs that have a great meaning to me, i hope that counts lol

before you start your day, my blood and holding on to you by Twenty one pilots, listen before i go by Billie Eilish and stationen by Miriam Bryant, 

61. favourite line from a book/movie/tv-show/etc... i can think of one but it’s more like a paragraph than a line. it’s from a book i read about a year ago called Gun Love by Jennifer Clement (one of the best books i’ve ever read, i strongly recommend it!) but i only know the quote in swedish since i read a translated version... so i’ll write the swedish version and then if you want to translate it you can copy and paste it into google translate or something hahah

“I vår stad vet man hur man älskar Gud”, sa Corazón. “Så det kan vara sant. Den jungfru Maria av Guadalupe vi har ser i alla fall äkta ut.” “Vad gör att hon ser äkta ut?” “Fem beväpnade män vaktar henne dygnet runt och man måste fråga prästen om man vill se henne på nära håll. Han delar ut tillstånd.” “Då måste hon vara äkta. Varför skulle de vakta en förfalskning på det viset?” “Okej, okej. Ja, ja, det är hon som är äkta. Jag får egentligen inte berätta det. Hon skyddas till och med av skottsäkert glas.”

63. five songs that would play in your club? another question that i don’t know how to interpret lol. Do they mean like what songs i would want to be played at a club or songs that have played at clubs i’ve been to? The question says ‘your club’ so do they mean like my own club?? i’m so confused hahaha

but let’s say i start up my own club that will only play Twenty one pilots’ boppiest bops so heavydirtysoul, ride, lane boy, ode to sleep and migraine. free entry for everyone! lmao i can’t-

send me asks :)

[hangukkie]

직업 (Jik-eob): Occupations! 👩🏽‍⚕️

직업 (Jik-eob): Job/Occupation(s)

일 (il): Job/Work of any kind 

(일 is also the word for ‘day’ and ‘one’, confusing, I know!)

회계사 (Hwe-gye-sa): Accountant

배우 (Bae-u):  Actor/Actress

건축가 (Geon-chuk-ka):  Architect

예술가 (Ye-sul-ga): Artist

우주 비행사 (U-ju / bi-haeng-sa): Astronaut

운동선수 (Un-dong-seon-su): Athlete

저자 (Jeo-ja): Author

은행원 (Eun-haeng-won): Banker

사업가 (Sa-eob-ka): Business person

출납원 (Chul-nab-won): Cashier

사장 (Sa-jang): CEO

요리사 (Yo-ri-sa): Chef

회사원 (Hwe-sa-won): Company employee

작곡가 (Jak-kok-ka): Composer

치과의사 (Chi-gwa-ui-sa): Dentist

조사자 (Jo-sa-ja): Detective

영양학자 (Yeong-yang-hak-ja): Dietician

의사 (Ui-sa): Doctor

기술자 (Gi-sul-ja): Engineer

연예인 (Yeon-ye-in): Entertainer

기업가 (Gi-eob-ka): Entrepreneur

농부 (Nong-bu): Farmer

소방관 (So-bang-gwan): Firefighter

승무원 (Seung-mu-won): Flight attendant

공무원 (Gong-mu-won): Government worker

미용사 (Mi-yong-sa): Hair dresser

주부 (Ju-bu): Housewife

통역사 (Tong-yeok-sa): Interpreter

발명가 (Bal-myeong-ka): Inventor

판사 (Pan-sa): Judge

변호사 (Byeon-ho-sa): Lawyer

구조원 (Gu-jo-won): Lifeguard

마술사 (Ma-sul-sa): Magician

우체부 (U-che-bu): Mail carrier

부장 (Bu-jang) / 매니저 (Mae-ni-jeo): Manager

정비사 (Jeong-bi-sa): Mechanic

군인 (Gun-in): Military personnel

영화 감독 (Yeong-hwa / Gam-dok): Movie Director

음악가 (Eum-ak-ka): Musician

모델 (Mo-del): Mode

보모 (Bo-mo): Nanny

간호사 (Gan-ho-sa): Nurse

목사 (Mok-sa): Pastor

약사 (Yak-sa): Pharmacist

사진사 (Sa-jin-sa): Photographer

조종사 (Jo-jong-sa): Pilot

경찰관 (Gyeong-chal-gwan): Police officer

정치가 (Jeong-chi-ka): Politician

교사 (Gyo-sa): Professor

프로그래머 (peu-ro-geu-rae-meo): Programmer

신부 (Shin-bu): Priest

교장선생님 (Gyo-jang-seon-saeng-nim): Principal

부동산업자 (Bu-dong-san-eob-ja): Real estate agent

접수원 (Jeob-su-won): Receptionist

심판 (Shim-pan): Referee

기자 (Gi-ja): Reporter

판매원 (Pan-mae-won) / 영업 사원 (Yeong-eob / sa-won): Sales person

과학자 (Gwa-hak-ja): Scientist

안전요원 (An-jeon-yo-won): Security guard

비서 (Bi-seo): Secretary

가수 (Ga-su): Singer

사회복지사 (Sa-hwe-bok-ji-sa): Social worker

학생 (Hak-saeng): Student

택시기사 (Taek-si-ki-sa): Taxi driver

선생님 (Seon-saeng-nim): Teacher

번역가 (Beon-yeok-ka): Translator

여행사 (Yeo-haeng-sa): Travel agent

백수 (Baek-su): Unemployed

대학생 (Dae-hak-saeng): University student

교감선생님 (gyo-gam-seon-saeng-nim): Vice principal

지원자 (Ji-won-ja): Volunteer

작가 (jak-ka): Writer

Example sentences:

무슨 일을 하세요? (Mu-seun / i-reul / ha-se-yo?): What do you do?

직업이 뭐예요? (jik-eob-i / mwo-ye-yo?): What do you do for a living? / What is your job?

나는 교육 분야에서 일해요. (Na-neun / gyo-yuk / bun-ya-e-seo / il-hae-yo.): I work in the field of education.

나는 의사이다. (Na-neun / ui-sa-i-da): I am a doctor.

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

1. Torture, Guns, and Hate – 2. AIDS Teddy Bear: Akina Cox on the ‘Falling Out’ podcast with Elgen Strait

7- Torture, Guns, and Hate: Akina Cox – Part 1

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/7-torture-guns-and-hate-akina-cox-part-1/id1550448436?i=1000507483279

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8- AIDS Teddy Bear: Akina Cox – Part 2

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/8-aids-teddy-bear-akina-cox-part-2/id1550448436?i=1000508359367

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Akina went to Ewha Womans University in Seoul

Ewha Womans University sex scandal as told in the 1955 newspapers

Sun Myung Moon found guilty in 1955; started two year jail sentence

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Moon did an occult ritual with the “wife of Jehovah” in 1946. – he left his wife and infant son behind in Seoul.

In 1948 Moon was arrested for bigamy, sent to Heungnam prison and excommunicated

Sun Myung Moon lied when he claimed: “I carried Mr. Chung-hwa Pak 600 miles from North to South Korea”

The six ‘wives’ of Sun Myung Moon

Sam Park, Moon’s secret son, reveals hidden history (2014)

Nansook Hong, transcripts of three interviews, including ‘60 Minutes’

Moon personally extracted $500 MILLION from Japanese sisters in the fall of 1993. He demanded that 50,000 sisters attend HIS workshops on Cheju Island and each had to pay a fee of $10,000.

Sun Myung Moon makes me feel ashamed to be Korean 1. Moon’s first son wrote a letter saying his father was a fraud. 2. Ashamed to be Korean 3. Sun Myung Moon: “Women have twice the sin” 4. “Japanese blood is dirty,” Mrs Gil Ja Sa Eu said 5. Moon’s Divine Principle Theory Applied 6. Sun Myung Moon’s explanation of the Fall of Man is based on his Confucian ideas of lineage, and his belief in shaman sex rituals. 7. The establishment of a worldwide government under Moon 8. Sun Myung Moon in 2012: “There is no Mother” 9. Sun Myung Moon’s words on Hak Ja Han, Justin Kook Jin and Sean Hyung Jin 10. Hak Ja Han married “God” in January 2012. Moon was furious. 11. The Sokcho Incident – the removal of Hyun Jin from the succession 12. In 2018 Hak Ja Han was questioned about the Sokcho Incident

FBI and other reports on Sun Myung Moon

Robert Parry’s investigations into Sun Myung Moon

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https://www.fallingoutpod.com/