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New CTS President Leads on the PCA Frontier
By Megan Fowler
Tom Gibbs' recent sabbatical wasn't like most sabbaticals. Rather than hiding away in his study or pursuing relaxing travel, he sold his house and packed his belongings. He also took part in regularly scheduled Zoom meetings with the staff and faculty at Covenant Theological Seminary, where on July 1 he succeeded Mark Dalbey as president.
When he started work, Gibbs became the first Covenant president since 1985 to come to the position as an institutional outsider. While he earned his M.Div. and D.Min. degrees from Covenant, this will be his first job at the seminary.
Since 1997, Gibbs has pastored on the PCA "frontiers." Now, he will bring those experiences and his passion for organizational leadership to the denomination's seminary.
Unlike any previous Covenant Seminary president, Gibbs is one of a growing number of PCA agency heads who is a part of Generation X. As such, he has reaped the benefits of PCA visionaries who built churches and ministries that were instrumental in his coming to faith and spiritual growth.
While an Auburn University student, Gibbs attended Reformed University Fellowship, his first taste of the PCA. His years at Auburn coincided with the early years of Auburn's RUF ministry (called Covenant University Fellowship at the time).
After graduating from seminary, Gibbs's first pastoral call was planting an RUF chapter at Baylor University in Waco, Texas, before a PCA church even existed there. In 2002 he left Waco to plant Redeemer Presbyterian Church in San Antonio, which was then a PCA frontier city.
Six years into the church plant, Gibbs realized he didn't have the skills to lead a rapidly growing, urban congregation. "I wondered if I too might become a church-planting casualty," he said.
Though San Antonio was largely unreached by the PCA, the city was booming. From 2000 to 2021 San Antonio has added more than 1 million residents, making it one of the fastest-growing cities in the U.S. Because of San Antonio's explosive growth, Redeemer Church needed a pastor who could quickly pivot from getting the church up and running to keeping it healthy. Skill in the former does not always mean skill in the latter.
So Gibbs reached out for help. He worked with a leadership coach to develop new skills. And then he returned to Covenant to study organizational leadership and earn his doctor of ministry degree.
Not only did Redeemer Church grow — the church now has close to 1,000 members — but Gibbs discovered that he could help others, too. He founded the Ethos Leadership Initiative, through which he mentors other church and ministry leaders. He teaches church-planting seminars, serves as a church-planting assessor with Mission to North America, and helps pastors and church sessions with particular leadership challenges.
Sam Graham, chairman of Covenant's presidential search committee, called Gibbs a "proven leader who possesses an elusive combination of genuine humility, grace-driven strength of leadership, and vision. His passion for God's Word, commitment to the Great Commission, and deep experience in organizational leadership will serve him well as he enters this new role during this strategic time in the life of the seminary and the denomination."
Church planters pour their energy into gathering a core group, moving from there to the first worship service, and from there to finding the momentum to keep going. We don't give as much thought to what's next, after survival seems secure. But Gibbs thinks not just about growth, but about health and multiplication.
The PCA is good at assessing and training planters, Gibbs believes. These men have got the skills to take a church from startup to particularization. But beyond that —in what Gibbs calls the "solidification phase" — things sometimes get difficult.
Growing Where We're Not Yet Planted
For the PCA to grow, it must send workers to new places. Therefore, if Tom Gibbs gets his way, Covenant will send students where the PCA has never been before, in the U.S. and around the world. It's in his makeup. Gibbs serves on the Southwest Church Planting Network executive committee and founded Reach South Texas, a collaboration of pastors and churches committed to strategic church planting in a region that's trying to reach a rising generation amid the nation's changing demographics.
Gene Bowman of the Hispanic Leadership Initiative (HLI) appreciates how Gibbs has worked to make Redeemer a multicultural church in a city where immigrants make up a sizeable portion of the population growth.
"He has the compassion of a pastor and the fervor of an evangelist paired with the biblical understanding of a theologian," said Greg Davidson, stated clerk of South Texas Presbytery. "The church and our denomination will be blessed to have him in this position of leadership at Covenant."
Victor Martinez grew up in the Presbyterian Church in Puerto Rico but became a Christian as a college student. For years he prayed for a church that wanted to engage the culture and existed to serve the city. A visit to Redeemer San Antonio was the answer to his prayers. And he was the answer to the Redeemer's prayers, too. For years the church session had prayed that God would bring a Latino to its pastoral staff. And not just to minister to the Latino members, but to help lead the whole church.
Tom can lead, Martinez says. He sees the details and how the puzzle pieces come together. But he also has a pastor's heart. The men have worked side by side for 13 years; Martinez already misses his friend. But as a Latino he says, "this choice makes me excited for my denomination."
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Frères lointains, Clifford D. Simak (Le Bélial')
La Muse égarée, Brian Stableford (Rivière Blanche)
"Exorciser ses fantômes", Eric Brown (Bifrost #63)
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Hunger games (series), Suzanne Collins (Pocket jeunesse)
Promise, Ally Condie (Gallimard jeunesse)
Moi, Jennifer Strange, dernière tueuse de dragons, Jasper Fforde (Fleuve Noir)
Le Worldshaker (series), Richard Harland (Hélium)
La Saga des Wildenstern (series), Oisin McGann (Mango jeunesse)
La Soie et l'épée, Kai Meyer (L'Atalante)
Le Pacte des immortels, Eric Nylund (Castelmore)
Divergent, Veronica Roth (Nathan)
Leviathan (series), Scott Westerfeld (Pocket jeunesse)
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Laureato in scienze politiche e in giurisprudenza, era avvocato penalista.

Già militante nella Democrazia Cristiana, in particolare doroteo ritenuto vicino alla corrente di Antonio Gava, fu sindaco di Palermo dal 15 agosto 1990 al 28 giugno 1992 capeggiando dapprima per circa quattro mesi una giunta monocolore, a seguito delle dimissioni dalla carica di Leoluca Orlando, e successivamente, dal dicembre 1990, una giunta tripartita costituita da DC, PSI e PSDI.

Negli anni settanta aveva ricoperto le cariche di consigliere comunale e sindaco del comune di Marineo, suo paese d'origine, e, fra il 1978 ed il 1990, quella di presidente del Comprensorio urbanistico di Lercara Friddi.

Fu consigliere comunale di Palermo nei quinquenni 1980-1985 e 1985-1990, con gli incarichi di assessore alla Casa ed agli Affari Generali (1985-1987) ed assessore alle Finanze e Tributi (1987-1990).

Fra il 1980 e il 1986, durante la presidenza di Rosario Nicoletti, fu componente del comitato regionale per il Grande Centro, allora capeggiato in Sicilia da Attilio Ruffini.

Nel 1997 si allontanò da qualunque impegno politico, dedicandosi da allora esclusivamente alla professione di avvocato penalista.

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Politici della Democrazia Cristiana

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Dec and Holly have given us plenty of laughs throughout the show, here are some of our favourite moments.
"It's a little bit different...I've never done it with a girl, I usually do it with a bloke." Dec introduced Holly Willoughby as his co-host for the series.
It wasn't long before Dec coined his first catchphrase "Losers can't be choosers" stressing to the new Campmates that it was important for their team to win in order to gain the better Camp.
It didn't take too long for Holly to come up with her own catchphrase "Loads of fun and he's 5ft 1" with Dec replying "How tall are you? 6'1? 6'2?"
We all found out that Nick Knowles had performed with Biffy Clyro on a rooftop in Soho and it wasn't long until good old Biffy Clyro were trending on Twitter. #BiffyClyroNotEmbarassedTheyJammedWithNickKnowles
Nick Knowles' album also topped the charts and reached number one!
During the Scary Rose Bushtucker Trial, Holly's 'mum voice' came out. She repeatedly reminded John to make sure the stars were safely in his bag "Get it in the bag, otherwise, it doesn't count."
Dec was so amused by it and joked saying "you're overdoing it with the bag" but quickly stole the line and used it for himself.
Remember that time #DecsNips was trending on Twitter. Yes, you did that!
Dec "What do you call a man with a spider on his head? Nick Knowles."
Holly couldn't bear to look.
After watching Fleur's dance routine, Dec felt like he needed to show off his dance moves.
During one of the fastest links of the series, Holly quickly dragged Dec off the set which sparked one of the funniest memes on Twitter.
Holly and Dec fought each other for more screen time...
...and Dec certainly got our attention!
Holly made friends with the crew and even played "Immunity Darts" with them but Dec found out and confronted Holly on air saying "you and the crew have been playing darts to win immunity from talking to me?"
Holly answered "You're disappointed? I came last!"
Dec's realises he sees the Australian 'good luck symbol' everywhere he goes, even in his packed lunch.
Dec gave Nick Knowles' exercise moves a go and we're not sure where to look!
Dec and Holly make their own Rice and Beans remix about Fleur's Gore Seasons Pizza Trial. "I don't like Trials, they are not nice, but if I fail, it's beans and rice, rice and beans, rice and beans…."!
Dec and Holly had a Nick Knowles debrief about his red pants and found a cheeky little something in them…
Turns out "He just really loves badminton"
After hearing the Campmates were off to the Jungle Arms, Dec's face lit up and was really excited to have a Baileys… Christmas in a nutshell!
The most musical link we've seen this year full of amazing puns and show tunes.
Dec really outdid himself! Bravo!
After watching the Campmates reuniting with their loved ones, Holly and the rest of the nation were an emotional mess. Holly said "Honestly it was so amazing.That bit when Harry saw Sandra, that was some of the best television I've ever seen".
Dec got some fashion inspiration from John Barrowman's surgical boot and bought two for himself!
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I bought a diy freezie pop set off amazon that came with the pop koozies- Lawter loooves them because she always whines that they're too cold for her to hold and I have to rewrap a paper towel a dozen times while she eats it! ha Not anymore!
We have the same crinkle cut knife! I found mine at Marshall's when my big guy was a toddler. Great for helping them grip things like cucumbers and apples.
That crinkle cut knife is so handy!! I'm sure it makes bananas so much easier to pick up!
Um no I did not know that about cucumber pickles !!! I am trying this out and it just may be life changing thank you for the super tip lol !!
We have a crinkle knife like that except the green part to hold onto is across the top (not sure if that makes it safer for kids). We bought that version after it was used at a kid's cooking table at our farmer's market. A cooking school for children here was having the kids use it to cut up strawberries. My son was four at the time. Another use when your daughters get older!
Oh my goodness I need both of these things!!


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As previously, high quality mains power (230V 50Hz) will be available throughout the site! Predominantly this will be delivered via 16A IEC60309 ('Ceeform'/caravan) connectors although some 13A UK sockets (BS1363A) will be available from Datenklos (power/network distribution portaloos).
We plan the campsites so that no point will be more than 40m away from a source of power, but the majority of power extension leads are 25m or shorter, so please aim to arrive early if you really need power, or try and borrow some off a neighbour.
If you're coming by yourself, bring a good-quality reel-type extension lead (ideally 25m) with a 13A or 16A plug. If you're coming as part of a larger village, try to bring enough to safely distribute within your village.
Requirements in excess of 16A single-phase are subject to special request - please email contact@emfcamp.org.
The power network is designed and tested to relevant standards. All sockets within the camping area are protected by 30mA RCDs to reduce risk of electrical shock.
You should always make sure that any connections are kept well inside an area which won't get wet. If you suspect a connection has got wet, please disconnect it yourself or ask for a member of the power team if you don't feel you can.
As usual we will plan 1 16A IEC309 socket in the campervan area for every campervan/caravan ticket sold.
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Home People Coast Guard Communication Station Boston to hold change of command
Coast Guard Communication Station Boston to hold change of command
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FORESTDALE, Mass. – Coast Guard Communication Station Boston is scheduled to hold a change of command ceremony at the Massachusetts Military Reservation in Cape Cod, Mass., Oct. 23, 2009, at 11 a.m.
During the ceremony, Senior Chief Petty Officer Daniel J. Farrell will assume the responsibilities of officer in charge of the unit from Senior Chief Petty Officer Mark G. Huntelman.
Cmdr. Eric L. Bruner, the commanding officer of Coast Guard Communication Area Master Station Atlantic, is scheduled to preside over the ceremony.
Farrell is a native of Baldwinville, Mass., and attended Narragansett Regional High School. His previous tour was as officer in charge of Coast Guard Communication Station New Orleans.
Huntelman is a native of Torrance, Calif., and has been the unit's officer in charge since 2005. He will be retiring to North Carolina after 30 years of service in the Coast Guard.
Communication Station Boston is one of four stations that provide communications to ships and aircraft from the Canadian Maritimes to the Gulf of Mexico. The station's primary mission is to provide corrective and scheduled maintenance for 12 high frequency and two medium frequency transmitters.
Tracing its roots back to a four man station in Nahant, Mass., in 1926, Communication Station Boston and its 21 crewmembers has a proud history of serving the maritime community for more than 80 years.
The change of command ceremony is a time-honored tradition that formally restates to the officers and enlisted personnel of the unit the continuity and authority of command. It is a formal ritual conducted before the assembled personnel of the unit.
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This special week of prayer will begin on Saturday, September 29, the Feast of Saints Michael, Gabriel and Raphael, the Archangels, and will conclude on Sunday, October 7, the 27th Sunday of Ordinary Time and the Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary, also known as Our Lady of Victory.
During this time, I will be praying for my own personal growth in holiness and for the holiness of all in the Church. I will offer prayer and penance in reparation for the sins of commission and omission committed by bishops, including my own failings.
St. Michael the Archangel, our defender in battle, by the power of God rally the bishops and priests to protect Christ's flock and combat evil with the Truth and Love of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
Mary, Mother of God and Mother of the Church, as you helped strengthen the Apostles before Pentecost, pray that their successors be filled with courage and joy as true witnesses of your Son and pastors to his people. Amen.
Please be assured of my deep gratitude for your ongoing prayers for me, and the local and universal Church. I'm confident that you will continue to be people of deep faith and prayer.


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Rated 3 out of 5 by flogva Problem with power, tv will not turn on. Purchased this tv just before Christmas, and immediately had the problem with the tv not turning on sometimes. I have used the reset of unplugging the set and waiting 10 minutes before turning it back on. This works but I don't see why I should have to use this process 2 or three times a week. I will have no choice but to return the set if this problem continues.
Rated 5 out of 5 by Oklahomacity Perfect Picture The Tv is just what I needed. Know I can watch or put the TV anywhere I desire, and the color is FOREMOST.
Rated 4 out of 5 by SmknMirrs Great TV, with one frustrating problem... I've had this TV for about a month now, and I'm pretty happy with it. The picture quality is great, although there are some adjustments that need to be made to eliminate some minor color bleed and from appearing somewhat washed out. The added capability for HDR is a really nice feature; games like Horizon: Zero Dawn look even more amazing than they did before. This being my first Smart TV that I've owned, the ability to access most of my favorite video streaming websites, along with other exclusive channels through TV+, is pretty cool. However, as others have mentioned, the audio leaves much to be desired; my older, roughly 10 year-old HDTV had much better speakers. Unfortunately, here's where my experience goes way south. We purchased two of these TVs for our household, and they both have the same problem; the TV randomly decides not to turn on. Whether using the remote or pressing the button on the TV itself, the red light flashes and responds, but...nothing. Only unplugging the TV and plugging it back in fixes the problem. I don't know if I will have to get a replacement or what, but it's a pretty ridiculous, very annoying issue to have. Other than that, I definitely recommend this model. Affordable price, lightweight, clear picture, grab this model if you're looking for a great mid-size FHD TV.
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Rated 4 out of 5 by greeenest Bright, sharp picture Had an older 22" 720 Samsung, but wanted a larger 1080. Great TV. Would make the sleep feature simple like the older one as you have to program it if you want to set it in the middle of the night. Everything else is excellent.
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Rated 5 out of 5 by DigiChalk Lightweight Quality, Perfect Bedroom size I bought this to replace a bedroom device. I wanted to go Samsung becuase of their quality, and I have a samsung phone which I wanted to integrate with. Everything turned out very well. The quality of the display is amazing, and I'm extremely happy with the color and shading of the TV, it vibrant and black levels are really good. The thing about this TV is that the newer 2018 TV software is on point, fast and covers pretty much everything from youtube, to HBO and on. The wireless networking is a breeze to setup and the quad cores in this thing make it snappy fast an responsive to input and moving around the gui. Mounting is a breeze. I use a non-typical articulated arm mount, which can lay back against the wall if wanted, but I like to have it positioned in a way that I can control the tilt and other adjustments depending on where I've decided to be in the room. The incredibly light aspect of this TV is a huge benefit for those that want to have an articulated adjustable wall mount, or have control over its position away from the wall. I thought something was wrong when I got the delivery, because of how light it is! IMHO, 4k UHD isn't necessary if you are hanging it on a wall on the other side of the room, or at least have the smaller TVs closer to you - your perception will not see those fine details unless you get the huge TV on your wall, or at least have a smaller one very close. There is a chart out there that recommends viewing distance for UHD and beyond displays, beyond that distance your eyes aren't really seeing what you paid for. Summary: Absolutely no issues. Software and wireless connectivity are really snappy, fast and encompasses pretty much all the the streaming sites out there. The lightness of the TV makes mounting easy, and the the last reason - Quality: The screen is amazing and the color and how it handles shading is what I have come to expect from Samsung devices. I don't think you could go wrong unless you bought it but wanted UHD instead. Its a nice peice of technology and does 1920x1080 with ease.


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One Ring
Posted on June 1, 2005 by TC Editors
Three Cheers and a Tiger ~ Gold
Robin Hillard
If you drive east out of town, over the potholes of Ryan's Road, you will come to a tiny settlement. Three houses. Where we live. When Duncan's books began to sell we bought a little piece of land where I could make a garden while he wrote. We did not know what trouble we would have with our neighbours.
Like the morning our peace was shattered by banshee screams. Susannah burst out of the house next door, in her dressing gown, yelling at Annette.
I cursed. I did not want Duncan disturbed.
What was Susannah's noise about? "My ring," she screamed. "My beautiful sapphire ring!"
There was a story behind That Ring. As I had been told, it was left to "The Bulloch girl" by an elderly aunt, and Susannah claimed that it was meant for her, the will was drafted before her sister was born. Annette argued, with some reason, that a thirty-three-year-old was not a "girl," the will had been rewritten several times, and she—barely out of her teens, should have the jewel. They went to court. Susannah won the case.
By now, Annette's shrill voice rose over her sister's scream. If it were not the ring, they would have been fighting about something else. We realised, almost as soon as we moved in, that they hated each other. Annette used to work in town, so why did she make that long, bumpy drive every day, to share a house with the sister she despised?
"It's the will," Duncan explained. "Jonsey told me all about it." Jonsey lived in the other house on Riley's road. A wrinkled old bushman, he scampered out of sight when I appeared, but he often chatted to Duncan.
That house had been the Bulloch family home, and as long as one of "the girls" lived there, it could not be sold. Neither sister would let the other have the house, so they stayed where they were.
"They could live anywhere," I said, "with what they've saved."
"Apparently there is a brother too, and he would get a share, if the house was sold. If we think the sisters fight, Jonsey says, we should see them with the Bulloch boy. The only thing those two agree about, is their contempt for him. So they have to stay in the place."
Elderly spinsters in the family home. For sixty years. Out here on Ryan's Road.
Maybe one longed to live beside the sea and the other dreamed of city life. But neither would let the other have the house! What a horrible story.
I made myself a cup of tea while Duncan paced in the study overhead. The uproar had broken his train of thought and he could not get back to work. Damn those two harpies.
I took a basket of washing to hang out. I had started our country life with plastic pegs, in the usual bright colours. Then the blue ones started to disappear. Something snapped them off the line, leaving my clothes to blow about in the dirt. Was this a peculiar kind of rural kink? Did it give some one a thrill—to take a woman's clothes off the line and steal the pegs?
Then, one morning, I saw the thief. A beautiful glossy blue-black bird! When I found him in the illustrated guide, all was explained. He was a satin bower-bird, and somewhere, in the forest behind our land, he had a mound. There, according to the book, he spread pretty things, to attract a lady bower-bird. Blue was his favourite colour, and after his struggle to pull them off the line, I hope she liked those special ornaments!
I did not grudge a courting bird the pegs, but, when it breaks, plastic can make sharp splinters that could hurt a feathered Romeo. The bird would be safer with treasure he usually found in the bush. After our first mistake, we had learned to be careful of helping wild life.
We loved the birds, and when we first moved in, I scattered handfuls of grain every day, to encourage them. A couple of white cockatoos found the food and told their friends, the flock got larger and noisier, and our neighbours complained. We ignored Susannah's invective and Annette's whine, but when the sisters took their objection into town, a red-faced ranger came to visit us. He explained about the balance of bush life. "Attract too many predator birds," he said, "and we lose the small species."
We stopped feeding the cockatoos, and after a couple of protesting afternoons the flock disappeared, as the birds looked elsewhere for an easy feed. Then Annette complained about the blackberries, which were choking the native bush when we bought the house. Duncan's brother had helped us choose the place, and kept his promise to help us clean them out. With the blackberries were gone, Susannah objected to our woodpile. It was too close to her fence. She was sure it harboured snakes. Duncan moved the wood, but the sisters found more reasons to complain and we tried to ignore the two of them.
Neighbours. Just what we left the city to avoid. The original owner of our home and the sisters' grandfather had been good friends, which is why the houses were so close, both fronting Riley's Road. When the sisters were not squabbling, they could lean on their fence and moan at us.
Back inside, I had barely settled to my cup of tea when there was a loud cawing, and the rattle of a beak against flywire. I opened the screen and Jamieson, the crow, hopped in. When he first appeared we guessed, from confident way he came into the house, that he had been hand-raised. Somebody rescued a fledgling, then, as soon as it could fly, very correctly, set it free. Jamieson, now definitely a wild bird, still liked an occasional treat from a human fridge. He was the exception to our "don't feed" rule.
Lately he had found a mate. Another crow—Duncan called her Jemima—who joined him in our tall gum tree. I hoped they were making a nest.
The tree gave our neighbours another excuse to complain. "It'll be down, as soon as there's a storm," Annette said "And it's too close to the power line. It's dangerous."
Duncan did not agree. "There's only one branch near the wire," he said, "I'll get Rod to lend a hand, and we'll trim it up. No need to wreck the tree."
I wished he would get on with the job. Annette had worked in Government offices—suppose she reported our gum? Men—coming trucks and chainsaws, and they would not be as careful as Duncan and Rod.
Susannah had gone inside. I could hear her tearing the house apart while Annette added her shrieks to the noise. Then Annette rushed outside, Susannah following, and waving a knife. Both women were screaming. Sixty years of frustration boiled into the fight. The noise was worse that a thousand cockatoos. Duncan gave up trying to work and joined me in the yard. Another figure came trotting up the road. Jonsey wanted to see what all the fuss was about.
It took both the men to hold Susannah back, while I dragged her sister away. "I haven't got your bloody ring," she screamed. "You can search the bloody house."
That Susannah would certainly do. I looked at my washing, and had a mischievous thought. Blue sapphire ring. Blue plastic pegs. If that was the answer it served the harridans right.
We bought this piece of land so Duncan could write, and he needed a quiet place to work. I would see that he had it.
Maybe Annette had taken the blasted ring. Maybe a tramp crept in, unseen, and snatched it from the bathroom windowsill. Or maybe—I thought of the blue pegs—the ring was part of a bower-bird display. I took my theory next door.
That gave them something new to think about, and while they thought about the ways of bower-birds, Duncan could work on his next book. He seemed to be getting the rhythm of a tale and, as usual when things are going well, he stayed up all night.
For once, I joined him for a late coffee and I could not sleep. There was noise next door. What were the women doing at this hour? I shoved on a pair of boots and stumbled out. If they were going to make a row at night I would complain. If I wanted to talk to the woman I was too late. It was Annette, heading down Riley's Road in the old truck. Where could she be going at this hour? She turned off the road and onto a forestry track. The one that had been closed two months ago. Ten minutes later Susannah was in the yard, and starting the car. Was she following Annette?
They came back together, just before sunrise. Call me nosey if you like—but I was curious. I crept up to the fence, to their window, and listened. They shared my suspicion of the bower-bird, and Annette had crept out, while her sister was asleep, to find the mound. Susannah heard the truck and followed her. I could not believe my ears. To hunt for a bower-bird's mound among the trees! In the dark! As if she had a chance of finding it.
The sisters must have realised how hopeless it was. Each trying to trick the other. Searching at night. I heard them make a pact. They would go to the forest together, in daylight and search until they found the ring. And when they retrieved the sapphire? They would have to share the ring.
The next day brought a monumental storm that tore a branch off our beloved gum. If the sisters had not been obsessed by their hunt, they could have made a genuine complaint. The tree was dangerous. A lump of timber had fallen across the fence, which would have to be fixed. But first we had to deal with the tree. Jamieson was flying around, cawing his distress, as if he expected us to save his home.
"It's not as bad as it looks," Duncan said, phoning his brother for help. Rod came with ladders and chainsaw and they got to work. It took a couple of days but we ended up with a smaller—and healthier—gum tree.
"You'll never guess what we found in Jamieson's nest?" Duncan told me over a celebratory drink, "Something blue."
He nodded. "Looks like there's more than one kind of bird thief."
"Will you tell the sisters?"
"And let them wreck our tree. No way. Let Jamieson keep the ring. Besides," he grinned, "the hunt is keeping the neighbours out of our hair."
He waved at the window. It was getting dark, and, next door, the old truck in pulled, bringing the sisters home. We watched them walking, together, into the house.
Robin Hillard has lived in three Australian states as well as England and Canada. She has chosen to live in Toowoomba which is only slightly larger than a city ought to be. E-mail: robinhillard[at]ozemail.com.au.
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Winter's Ghost
Posted on March 1, 2005 by TC Editors
Dead of Winter ~ Second Place
The Kellys lived in the house at the end of the street, that Jamie and I called "the last house in town," to remind ourselves that we were stuck in the bush. The paved road stopped after the Kellys' house, but we had to drive on, over a bumpy dirt track. Every time we passed the Kellys' place, with its lawn and swimming pool, I wished we could stop there.
All we had was a weatherboard cottage with peeling paint. When Mum saw it she burst into tears, but George told her it was cheap. "We won't be here for long," he said. At first, as we reached the end of the street, he would wave at the Kellys' house: "That'll be us one day."
By December the promises had stopped, and we were sweating through the Australian summer, still stuck in the bush with the dust and the flies. The Kellys' house seemed like the beginning of civilization when we drove into town, and the end of everything on the way home, but if George said anything at all, it was a reminder not to get involved with "nosy neighbours."
I did not like Australia and I did not like George.
We had known him back in London. When Dad disappeared he moved in with Mum, and the next thing we knew he was dragging us out here. "The sun always shines in Ozzie-land," he said. "You'll get a bit of colour in your cheeks."
But we arrived in August, winter on this side of the world, and whatever George might have said about the weather, the Gippsland winter was cold.
He just laughed at our grizzles and told Jamie to toughen up. When my brother started to cough, Mum went to Vinnies and got him a jacket and bought a couple of sweaters for me. Vinnies. St. Vincent de Paul. They sell secondhand clothes for charity and George was so tight that Mum did all her shopping there: clothes, furniture, and even our school uniforms.
"Gotta be careful of the dosh," George said, when she complained. We even had ratty old secondhand beds with stained mattresses.
Now, in the summer heat, he sat huddled on the veranda looking silly in his thick coat. He said he was cold. In December! In Australia!
"I bet it's a ghost," Jamie whispered, "rubbing fingers up his spine."
The ghost of London's winter, chasing him across the world!
"The ghost of all the nasty things he's done," I whispered back.
Jamie giggled, but I pressed my hand against his mouth in case George heard. We didn't want to make him mad.
I pulled my brother inside. If George was in one of his moods we'd better keep out of the way. The sitting room was the coolest place in the house, so I turned on the fan and sprawled out on the floor. We were almost comfortable till George stormed in and switched off the fan. "It's like a bloody freezer here!"
I thought of a freezer. A big one, like the Kellys had. Soon after we arrived, Di Kelly invited me to her place after school; she went to this huge freezer and pulled out two ice creams with the kind of wrappings they have in the shop. George was really mad when I got home, and told me to keep away from "that toffee-nosed town crowd," so I never went to the Kellys' house again, but as I sweated under our tin roof I wished I could jump into their pool.
George was still going on about the cold.
"You better toughen up," Jamie said, giggling. The stupid kid. George fetched him such a swipe he ended up on the floor, screaming.
George would have hit him again, but Mum burst out of the bedroom and grabbed his arm. "The neighbours!"
That was stupid too. There was no one closer than the Kellys' house.
It stopped George though. Which was something to remember. In Australia he was scared of the neighbours, and maybe when he hit us we should yell real loud. Jamie had the sense to scuttle outside, I wanted to follow, but with George between me and the door I had to stay where I was. And hope he would not notice me.
He headed for the bedroom, but was out again before I could move.
"What the flakin' hell is this?" he was waving a receipt. It must have fallen from Mum's bag. "Five hundred dollars for a flakin' dress! You stupid cow!"
"I didn't think y-you'd mind"
"Of course I flakin' mind. That's why we're stuck in this flakin' place—your idiot husband flashed his money around. You know what happened to him."
Did she? Did Mum know why Dad left? We were used to him going away, but usually after a policeman came to the house. This time he just disappeared.
Mum muttered something that made George really mad. He dragged her into the bedroom, threw her down on the floor and started dragging clothes out of all the drawers.
Mum was crying and he slammed the window down. "D'you want the whole town listening in?"
She shut up.
Then he seemed to calm down. He was talking slowly, with his posh voice. "I am a junior sales manager of Argyle Electrics, and we live on my wages. That's all the money we've got. And you want to swan about a flash dress? How much more did you spend? Eh?"
He shook her and, when she did not speak, answered for her in a high squeaky voice. "Just going into town, George. Just a little shopping, George." Then, as his own horrible self, "What's wrong with the dresses you've got? Your old clothes not good enough eh?" There was a thump as he knocked her onto the floor. "I've had told you a hundred times to keep your head down. Just like I told your Roger. You stupid bitch."
He stormed out and headed back to the veranda where he huddled in a patch of sun.
I turned on the fan, and then went into the bedroom where Mum was still on the floor. Crying.
"What did happen to Dad?"
"Shh." She whispered. Acting really scared. "Roger made George mad. He was so stupid."
"I bet it was the money." I was whispering too. I remembered how Dad had come home with a lot of new stuff, and Mum had tried to get it out of sight. I don't know what it had to do with George, but when Mum saw him coming she sent me to Gran's place with Jamie. When we came back Dad was gone.
Mum was burning hot from crying so I opened the window to get a bit of breeze.
I could hear music coming down the track; the Kellys must be having a party. Maybe later they would light the barbecue. That's what Australians do when they have visitors, everyone sits on the lawn and they do their cooking outside. Last time they had what Mum called a "spit," and roasted half a sheep. There was a bit of a breeze and, like the music this afternoon, the smell of their dinner came right down the track. It made George mad. He did not mind a bit of steak himself, but he said the smell of burning made him sick.
This time I could not smell a barbecue but George clumped inside, complaining, and slammed the front door shut. "Doesn't anyone use their kitchen in this flakin' place?"
Mum's eyes were red from crying and she turned her face away, but George did not notice.
"It's so flakin' cold," he said.
"Maybe it's the ghost of last winter." Mum's window opens onto the veranda and she must have heard us talking about ghosts, but I wished she would shut up. She would only make George mad.
"You flakin' stupid cow," he said, and I thought he was going to hit her again. "That's a flakin' stupid thing to say." Then, to me, "I don't know why I brought you lot along. I thought your Mum had class, but look at her."
That wasn't fair. Mum didn't have money for clothes, or make up, or for getting her hair done, so how could she look like the girls in the shop, the ones who worked with George? Was that why she wanted a new dress?
As suddenly as it started, George's shivering stopped, and he was sweating like everyone else, and cursing the heat.
I thought about one of the shop girls. Beverly. The one George said had class. Was she the reason he got mad at Mum?
When we landed in Melbourne he was using his nice voice.
"Just hold off a little, luv," he begged at first, when she wanted to buy us some clothes. "Let things settle down. Then we'll take our loot and find somewhere nice. I promise."
"Loot." That always made trouble for Dad. It was never enough to get us "somewhere nice" and it always brought the police around. I hoped George had his loot with him, and that the Australian police would drive down the track, stop outside our gate and come bursting in to look for it. Then they would take George away.
It was not much good wishing. George was always reminding Mum how much it cost to bring us to Australia "with all the flakin' papers." There would not be much loot left for the police to find.
He was shivering again, and from the way he talked you'd think it was Mum's fault. Only decent thing about the move, he said, was the climate. Missing the flakin' cold—and here it was: "Like the ghost of flakin' winter."
There, he said it himself. Maybe it was a ghost, a bit of London winter coming to get him—for whatever he did before we came away.
Maybe it's Dad's ghost. I pushed that thought down quickly, in case he read my mind.
In December even the nights were hot, and I woke in a puddle of sweat. Someone was screaming. George.
I thought he was fighting with Mum, till I heard him shout at Dad. "Roger, y' flaking idiot—do y' want to bring the police around?" Then, as if he got an answer from the empty room: "Suppose the money's marked? Did y' think about that?" and talking more softly: "O.K. old chap, come on. Just a little drive, eh." Yelling again: "Y' want me to blast y' away, y' flakehead. Y'll flakin' well come."
Jamie was awake. I climbed into his bed and held him tight, so he would not make any noise.
We heard George getting up, still yelling about a flakin' burning car, and watched through the window as he rushed down the track. Mum went after him.
Jamie and I followed them.
George headed for the town screaming about "flakin' Roger—flakin' burning."
He got as far as the Kellys' place. Mr. Kelly came out and stood in front of him. He said something quietly, took George's arm and walked him home. Then he talked to Mum, who pretended she had just got out of bed. Jamie and I kept out of sight.
I didn't know want to face the kids at school. Everyone thought George was our Dad, and here he was yelling in the street like a drunk with the horrors.
But Di Kelly didn't laugh at me, and she didn't crawl around, pretend friendly, like people do when they smell a good story. I don't think she told the others, because no one stared at me or acted strange. It was as if nothing had happened the night before.
But when I got home I saw the Kellys' car, and as I went inside I heard Mrs. Kelly talking about a thing she called AA. Alcoholics Anonymous. "It made such a difference to Jack." Jack? Was that Mr. Kelly?
I could not see George joining it, this "Alcoholics Anonymous," and I wished Mrs. Kelly would go away—before he came back. He might not yell at her, but he would be mad at Mum. He'd say she was getting mixed up with the neighbours. Which he thought was the worst thing we could do. Even worse than buying new clothes.
"You don't want them nosing around," he said once, as we passed the Kellys' house.
Mum must have been feeling perky because she spoke up, and said she had nothing to hide. "It's not as if I robbed a bank."
That was the first time he hit her. He gave a sideways swipe and we nearly crashed into a tree.
"It isn't the drink," Mum was saying now, as I pulled Jamie away from the house.
We knew it wasn't the drink. There was something wrong with George's head, something that made him go freezing cold on a hot day, and sent him screaming down the track, yelling at Dad.
Maybe it was a ghost. The ghost of a London winter, chasing him across the world.
"Dad's dead," Jamie said suddenly. "Dad's dead in London and we're here. We're going to be here forever and ever." He started to cry. "I bet George killed Dad. I bet he burned Dad in the car. That's what he was yelling about."
It made sense. Too much sense. I had to get Jamie away before George came back.
We ran down the track to where the town begins. To the house at the end of the street. The Kellys' house.
"Dad's dead," Jamie shouted as we burst through the open front door. Mr. Kelly must have thought we meant George because he grabbed his car keys and rushed out. But Mrs. Kelly had the car.
"She's at our place," I said, trying to pull him down the track. "And George is going to be mad."
"George killed our Dad," Jamie was yelling and crying as he tugged at Mr. Kelly's other hand.
That was when George came by, in our old car. He must have seen us with Mr. Kelly but he didn't stop. He headed down the track in a cloud of dust with Mr. Kelly rushing after him.
"Oh. Oh. Oh." Jamie screamed the number he had learned at school. Call 000 to get the Australian police. Our class had learned it too, but I never thought I would make an emergency call. Maybe, if I used the Kellys' phone, George wouldn't know it was me.
You wouldn't believe how quickly the police came, with flashing lights and sirens, right past the Kellys' place and down the track.
By the time we got back to our house, the police were outside with a megaphone, and George was screaming through the window. He had an arm around Mum and was yelling about a knife. We could hear Mr. Kelly's deep voice, telling everybody to keep calm.
One of the police kept George talking while the others rushed through the front door. Then someone grabbed him from behind and we couldn't see anything till they came outside, two policemen holding George, and Mr. Kelly following with his wife and Mum.
I don't think they found any loot, but the police wanted to know how Dad disappeared and they gave Mum something called "witness protection" which meant she had to fly back to London and go to court.
That is why Jamie and I are still in Australia, staying with the Kellys until Mum comes back. Now, after we've been into town, we can stop at the house at the end of the street. And every afternoon, as we jump into the pool, I think of George shivering on the hottest days, and the ghost of a London winter that followed him across the world.
E-mail: robinhillard[at]ozemail.com.au.
Posted in Issue 5:1	| Tagged Contest Winners, Dead of Winter, Fiction, Robin Hillard
Posted on September 1, 2004 by TC Editors
In her article on grammar, Beaver says that 'anymore' does not mean 'nowadays', so her friend should not have said, "Anymore I shop at the Pottery Barn."
That made me think of one particular seaside holiday, and a child who made the same grammatical mistake.
"Anymore I can swim," Danny said when we met on the beach, "and anymore I got a Batman shirt."
I was not interested in talking to Danny; he was only a little kid. I went on making a sand tower, and when he could not get my attention he wandered off.
Our parents had rented a holiday house, and Danny's mother lived next door. There were only the two of them and I wondered where his father had gone. Mum told me Mr. Chandler was away.
"Put away," said Dad.
As I was going outside I heard Mum talking about "an unfortunate woman," because someone called he would soon be "getting out."
"They should have thrown away the key," Dad growled.
I was not interested in grown-up conversation, and once we were I home forgot about the little boy.
Then, when it was nearly time for the next holiday, I saw him again. He had come to our school, and was in the babies' class. The teachers called him "Ann", and I might not have known him, in his pink dress if I had not heard his shrill little voice: "Anymore my Dad has a car." And, in answer to a question, "Anymore we live here now."
I only knew one child who talked like that, but when I called him he started to cry, and ran behind the shed. I did not bother to chase him. Who wanted to play with the babies? Not me.
I wanted to be with the big boys, Peter's friends, but my brother always sent me away. "You're too small," he said. "And girls can't play football."
But things were different now. As soon as I saw Danny wearing his pink dress I knew what I was going to do. If Danny Chandler could turn into a girl, with pretty clothes, why shouldn't I be a boy?
I did not make the change at once, because I was a fairy in our class play, and boys could only be trees, but I decided that after the concert I would play football. I was too excited to keep my plan to myself.
"Soon I'm going to be a boy," I said at breakfast time, "so you'll have to let me play with you."
Peter spluttered into his milk. "Mum, Jandy's going to turn into a boy, so she can play football. Jandy thinks she's going to be a boy."
He went on and on until I started to cry.
"I can be a boy," I insisted. "Danny Chandler was a boy last year and now he's a girl. I am so going to be a boy."
"It's very sad about Daniel," Mum said. Then she went on with some silly stuff, talking as if Danny disappeared. As if he was lost. "I'm sure he'll be all right," she added, in the voice she uses when she's not telling the truth.
"Of course he's all right," I was cross. All this fuss about a little kid, when I wanted to talk about me. "Danny's here. At school. He's in the babies' class. And he's a girl." That was the important thing. "He has a pretty pink dress. And he cries a lot."
Mum told me not to be silly, but Dad wanted to know about the little girl. "What makes you think she's Dan?"
"He just is. 'Anymore my Dad's got a car' and 'Anymore I live here now.'" I copied Danny's voice, running the words together like he did.
Dad said something quietly to Mum, and they sent me out to wait for the school bus.
My friend Maryanne had a new Barbie doll, so I did not think about Danny/Ann again, till, right in the middle of spelling, Dad came into the class, with a policeman and a nurse, both in their uniforms. They took me into the office and Dad made me tell them all about Danny.
"You should check it out," he said, before sending me back to my room.
My desk was by the window, so I saw Danny with the nurse, getting into the policeman's car. He did not come back to school again.
That night we had my favourite pudding, ice cream, and chocolate cake, and Mum kept saying how clever I was. She used a lot of words I did not understand—"kidnapping" and "custody"—so I had more pudding and let them to talk.
Then Peter wanted show me off to his friends. "She's a real little policeman," he said. But Maryanne was coming to Saturday lunch and I did not have time to play with the big boys.
Robin Hillard has taught in Australia, England, and Canada. She has published a book of poetry and had stories and poems published in a number of print magazines and ezines. She now lives in Toowoomba, Queensland. E-mail: robinhillard[at]ozemail.com.au.
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In The Andersen's Garden
It was always there, the memory covered, most of the time, by daily trivia. Then my brother came to stay with us.
"Did you ever wonder what happened to Lyle?" he asked that first evening, as we swapped stories of our childhood.
I felt my face burning and an iron band tightened around my chest as I struggled to breathe, symptoms my mother called my allergy. "Even the smell of tomatoes brings it on," she said, but she did not know about Lyle.
Bill was still talking. "Bit of a mystery at the time," he said, "the way the fellow disappeared."
It happened when I was eight, and Billy four.
Dad's mother had cancer and when our parents had to go to her, they left us with their friends, the Andersens. The Andersens lived on the edge of town with a large garden, a huge tin shed that was Mr Andersen's castle, and an enclosure known as "the chook yard," where a big black rooster bullied his harem of hens.
Mr Andersen had retired but he was always busy, working in his garden or doing odd jobs for neighbours. Sometimes they paid him, but mostly it was "a favour for the dear old girl" or "a bit of pruning for a poor old chap." Although he did not get much money, he often came home with car full of junk that someone was going to throw out. "It might come in useful," he would say. "I'll put it in the shed."
Billy and I loved the shed. We never knew what we might find as we poked around: pieces of old furniture, bottles half-full of strange liquids, and rusty tins with faded, unreadable labels.
The shed was not my favourite garden place. That honour was reserved for an old mulberry tree, with branches that arched to the ground, making a little, hidden house that I claimed as my own. When Billy followed me I pushed him out.
Those first weeks were heaven. Mrs Andersen, who had no children of her own, treated us like small adults, and Mr Andersen spoiled us both. Then Lyle moved in.
He was there one afternoon when I came home from school, leaning against the kitchen wall and watching Mrs Andersen.
"You always were a good cook, Phyll," he said, grabbing a handful of peas. Mrs Anderson frowned, and pulled the bowl away.
"Hey, who's this?" he asked, looking at me. "Aren't you a pretty one?"
Mrs Andersen told me sharply to "get changed now, and go outside." She sounded angry. She had never sent me out of the kitchen before, especially not without my glass of milk, but I did not argue. As I changed out of my school clothes I heard her telling the man to "watch yourself, Lyle."
Lyle would have followed me outside, but Mrs Anderson called me back for my milk, and as I filled my glass she stood between the visitor and me.
"You won't be staying long," she said to him, but he laughed again.
"I'm sure big brother will give me a bed, after all we've done together."
"Sid's not like that any more." She banged the lid on the saucepan and might have said something else, but Mr Andersen walked in.
He frowned when he saw Lyle, but when his brother talked about "old times," and something he "would not want to have to tell," Mrs Andersen spoke up. "I suppose you can stay for a couple of days," she said, crunching up her face like somebody taking nasty medicine.
So Lyle stayed, and I did not like him at all. He called me "little girl," and was forever trying to stroke my cheek. Mrs Andersen did not like him either, and always seemed to know when he had me cornered.
"Betsy— I need you."
"Don't go," he would whisper—grabbing my arm with his sweaty hand.
I would yell an answer, as loudly as I could, ready to peel potatoes or help make up a bed, anything to get away from Lyle.
Then he disappeared.
It was a Saturday morning. Mrs Anderson had taken the car into town, Mr Anderson was working in the garden, and Lyle was dawdling over his breakfast. I did not want to stay in the house so I took a book and Jessica Jane, my favourite doll, and headed for my own safe place—under the mulberry tree.
There I was, sharing an adventure with the Famous Five when there was a heavy breathing over me. I looked up to see, looming though the branches, Lyle's face.
"You look very cosy, little girl. Mind if I join you?" I did mind, very much, but what could I say? He came very close and I tried to wriggle away.
"Hey, sit down lass—don't be such a hurry there."
He grabbed my arm, and held me down, against the trunk so I could not move.
Something tinkled on the lawn outside, Billy's tricycle bell.
I screamed for him to come, and could hear the wheels approaching then moving away. Poor Billy! "You must never, never come in here." I had said, when I claimed my special place, now I was calling him. What could a four year old do?
"Ssh— we don't want the little man here."
"Billy!" I choked on the shriek as a big, dirty hand went over my mouth and I could not breathe.
There was a rustle in the branches. It was not Billy who answered my scream, but Mr Andersen.
"Go inside Betsy," he said sharply, pulling Lyle out of the way. I scrambled past them and ran up to the house where I rushed into my room and slammed the door. I buried my face in the pillow and sobbed.
When Mrs Andersen called me out for lunch I was very relieved that Lyle was not there. I must have looked awful, but no one asked any questions, and when I choked over my food Mrs Anderson gave me a hug and took the plate away.
I went back to my room and wished I could cuddle my doll, but she was still under the mulberry tree and I knew I could never go back, not even for my beloved Jessica Jane.
There was a gentle knock on the door and a quiet, "Betsy girl!"
It was Mr Andersen. He had collected both my book and doll, and as he gave them to me I remembered how he had come earlier, just when I needed him most, and suddenly I felt safe again. I snuggled contentedly into my bed and lost myself in Enid Blyton's world.
Mr Andersen worked all afternoon, in the garden under my window. "We must get those tomatoes planted," he said to his wife, and I heard her murmur agreement before she went inside.
By the end of the day he had made a trench, a little longer and wider than my bed, and he must have got up early the next day, because, before I had my breakfast he had the hole filled in, with good, soft garden soil.
But where was Lyle?
He did not come back to the house. For a couple of days I expected him, and shivered whenever a door slammed, or a branch rubbed against the window but when he did not appear by the end of the week, I began to trust Mrs Andersen when she said: "That Lyle's gone for good this time."
Then the policemen came in their big car. There were two of them, standing at the front door asking for Lyle, and they did not sound friendly.
Mr Andersen told them his brother had moved—no, he did not know where—and yes, he would let them know if the man came back.
The policemen did not believe him, they kept repeating the same questions, and one of them took Mrs Andersen outside, as if he thought she had something different to say. They did not look at the tomato plants standing, like a rank of guards, in the new garden bed.
"Your brother will certainly not come back," Mrs Andersen said again, as the police car drove away. "Good riddance to him." How could she be so sure when even the policemen thought he would turn up?
"Better water those tomatoes, eh love?" Mr Andersen said grinning, and I looked at the oblong mound of earth.
Our grandmother died, our parents returned, and Billy and I went home. I tried very hard to forget about Lyle, but sometimes, in my nightmares, I was back in the Andersen's garden, with great hands reaching up, out of the dirt, to grab me, and, when I woke up, I stuffed the blanket into my mouth to smother my screams. And I developed allergies; as my mother said: "just the smell of a tomato can make Betsy ill."
Now, as my brother talked, the memories came back. "Quite a mystery man, our Lyle," he said, "I always thought he'd met a sticky end." I tried to steady myself as the room swayed around me, Bill's words pushing into my head. "But it seems he was conning some old girl—got his hands on her money and took off. I met her son. He said Old Andersen followed it up—and made good the loss. He was a corker bloke, Old Andersen."
He certainly was. The room stopped spinning, my breath came easily, and as I felt the cool air on my face I knew that if I had a dish of juicy red tomatoes I could eat them all.


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A new building project is the foundation to seeing God's kingdom grow in Pakistan.
In a country where Christians make up less than three per cent of the population, SIM Pakistan is upgrading its facilities to reach more people with the gospel.
It has bought a small plot of land next to the existing school and hostels in the southern Punjabi town of Rahim Yar Khan, which will be developed to help SIM Pakistan's work.
Plans include building a new base for the Youth Vocational Project and dormitories to replace the current Middle Boys' Hostel — two SIM projects helping poor and illiterate young men and boys on the fringes of society.
Once the boys have moved, their former hostel will then be used to open a girls' high school to enable girls from rural villages to continue their studies beyond the age of 14.
"We are excited that this project is enabling girls to continue their education as far as boys," explained one mission worker.
"Government rules mean that over the age of 14, girls and boys have to be educated separately and before we bought this land, we just didn't have space to have the 14+ section for girls."
The final stage will be converting the "crumbling" missions office into a ministry hub for leadership training."The opportunity that the Lord has given us to buy land adjacent to existing buildings means the new centre will serve a great deal of ministries in our area, while also meeting the stringent security requirements that are placed upon SIM working in this region of Pakistan," the mission worker added.
"Our prayer is that we will raise the money to see Project Centre come to fruition, so the church will be a blessing to the communities of Pakistan through its witness and message."
Give thanks for the work of SIM Pakistan to see godly, visionary leaders take the church forward.
For more young people from rural areas to be trained and discipled to be effective church members.
For generous donors to support Project Centre. (Go to www.sim.co.uk/give
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Diolenius  — род аранеоморфных пауков из подсемейства  в семействе . Родственный род — Chalcolecta. Почти все виды (13 из 15) рода распространены в Папуа — Новой Гвинеи, из этих 13 видов четыре, помимо Папуа — Новой Гвинеи, также встречались на Молуккских островах, о. Новая Британия и о. Амбон, и два из 15 видов встречаются только на  (Diolenius angustipes) и Молуккских островах (Diolenius insignitus).

Виды
 Diolenius albopiceus Hogg, 1915 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius amplectens Thorell, 1881 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius angustipes Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Biak Islands
 Diolenius armatissimus Thorell, 1881 — Молуккские острова
 Diolenius bicinctus Simon, 1884 — Молуккские острова, Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius decorus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius infulatus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея, Новая Британия
 Diolenius insignitus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Молуккские острова
 Diolenius lineatus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius lugubris Thorell, 1881 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея, Новая Британия
 Diolenius paradoxus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius phrynoides (Walckenaer, 1837) — Амбон, Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius redimiculatus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius varicus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея
 Diolenius virgatus Gardzinska & Zabka, 2006 — Папуа — Новая Гвинея

Примечания

Ссылки
 Gardzińska, J. & Zabka, M. (2006): A revision of the spider genus Diolenius Thorell, 1870 (Araneae: Salticidae). Annls zool. Warsz. 56: 387—433. PDF
 Platnick, Norman I. (2009): The world spider catalog , version 9.5. American Museum of Natural History.

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Community fans will be delighted to hear that Community may be resurrected… again.
The show that always finds a way to audiences' television and laptop screens will likely be turned into a movie, according to star Joel McHale.
"I think we will do a movie if [writer Dan Harmon] will write the script," he told Conan O'Brien on Monday night.
After a turbulent run at NBC, where low ratings threatened to lead to the show's cancelation for years, the network finally dumped the cult-favorite Community in 2014. Yahoo offered to pick up the show for a sixth season, which aired this fall.
Earlier this year at South by Southwest. Harmon hinted that he and Yahoo were nearing a deal for a film.


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Thank you to all of our students, faculty and staff and the representatives of PetCo who helped us gather over 150lbs of donations for the OC Animal Care Center and Irvine Animal Center.
As part of our REACH Beyond the Classroom Service Learning and Civic Engagement initiative, Stanbridge College hosted a week long fundraiser benefiting the Orange County Animal Care Center. On Sunday, August 21, 2011 Stanbridge partnered with PetCo in Irvine to run a second fundraiser to benefit the Irvine Animal Shelter. Students, staff and faculty volunteered their time to gather donations of pet food, kennel supplies, animal collars, blankets and other items for the animal shelters.


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Sinclair Broadcast
ONE Media
Mark Aitken
Kevin Gage
ATSC 3.0 UHD with HDR exhibited in Las Vegas
The First Demonstration Of Broadcast's "Next Gen" UHD With High Dynamic Range Content (HDR) Exhibited In Las Vegas To South Korean Broadcast Delegation
Live Transmission Previews Next Month's Advanced TV Demonstrations Planned for CES 2016
LAS VEGAS — With the ATSC standard for next-generation broadcast television nearing completion, Sinclair Broadcast Group, Inc. (Nasdaq: SBGI) today invited a delegation of 11 South Korean broadcast industry experts to witness the first end-to-end transmission of UHD High Dynamic Range (HDR) Scalable High Efficiency Video (SHVC) encoded content using the proposed ATSC 3.0 transmission standard. The broadcast originated from Sinclair's facility on Black Mountain near Las Vegas using a prototype Teamcast modulator and was received 15 miles away by prototype receiver technology developed by Technicolor and Sinclair's subsidiary ONE Media.
"South Korea has moved rapidly to set aside TV spectrum for transmission of Ultra HDTV signals, which provide four times more picture information than a standard HDTV signal. With the help of Acrodyne Services, we converted a standby station transmission system to broadcast the UHD HDR SHVC supported by Technicolor's MMT (MPEG Media Transport) over IP transport solution. Received with a prototype receiver, the pictures were absolutely stunning and show just one of the many capabilities of the new transmission system," explained Kevin Gage, EVP, Strategic Development and CTO for ONE Media.
Pictures generated with High Dynamic Range capability are incredibly detailed and realistic with enhanced brightness, wider color range, more luminance, deeper blacks, and far more detail in the mid-range; resulting in video signals that appear close to real life.
Video b-roll of the demonstration will be available here.
Last month, broadcasters from throughout the world converged on Shanghai, China for a successful "plugfest" to try elements of the ATSC 3.0 standard that are moving to completion. Broadcasters and technology companies have been working quickly to begin commercialization of the new flexible and scalable transmission system that is designed to replace today's 20 year-old broadcast transmission technology. The new ATSC 3.0 standard uses IP-based, over-the-air signals to deliver UHD, mobile TV, HDTV, standard-definition TV and new IP business opportunities. Currently in development and expected to be ratified as a full standard next year, this 'Next Gen' platform opens new avenues for broadcasters to offer wireless IP-based content, advanced advertising, cached content for later playback, and advanced emergency alerting with far more comprehensive information than today's text alerts.
"Indeed, one of the more important advantages of the next-gen TV system will be its compatibility with Internet Protocol signals," said Mark Aitken, Sinclair Broadcast Group's VP of Advanced Technology. He added, "Broadcasters will be able to build out nationwide IP based broadcast services." Today's demonstration is just a preview of what will be demonstrated at CES by ONE Media, supporting Sinclair, the Pearl TV consortium and Samsung, who earlier this year signed a Memorandum of Understanding. "We are able to show our South Korean guests what's possible with a live, scalable UHD + HDR transmission, and how the flexible ATSC 3.0 standard will enhance TV broadcasting," Aitken said.
"Today's demonstration shows the rapid commercialization of the emerging ATSC 3.0 standard and the fact that multiple providers are already quickly adapting products to the forthcoming technology," Aitken continued.
South Korean broadcasters and government officials are considering utilizing the newly-minted ATSC 3.0 standard as a candidate to transmit Ultra HDTV transmissions of the XXIII Olympic Winter Games, which will originate in Pyeongchang, South Korea in February 2018. While ATSC will allow U.S. broadcasters to transmit Ultra HDTV and provide other services in their existing 6 MHz channels, South Korea has assigned new channels to South Korean broadcasters planning to transmit in UHD.
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