Saturday, 28 May 2011

28th May 2011 News Tip-Bits This Week

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A squatter is completing his sentence of 'home arrest' in the house where he had been living illegally. - El Punt
 
~ Exactly where he wants to be!
 
A priest was thrown out of the church, after he repeated what he said recently, calling the Government of ex-president of Spain Nazi . - El Mundo
 
~ Mind you tongue, especially if you are a priest.
 
A new policeman took prostitutes to their work in the official police car. - El Mundopro
 
~ No doubt he belongs to the group that supports legalizing prostitution.
 
Two robbers of a bank were detained after they bragged about it in Facebook. - Europapress.es
 
~ Now Facebook can really boast about being the source of information. 
 
Vila-Real opens a library without books. - La Provincias
 
~ As long as they pay the rent and taxes.
 
A man stole a motor-saw and kept it under his short pants. - Lainformacion.com
 
~ That's what I would call a brave man.
 
Ziggy Marley proposes clothing of marijuana and creates a Superhero 'Marihuanaman'. - Diariocanarias.es
 
~ He can argue that Batman are not really Bats.
 
A young woman prisoner for homicide was crowned 'Miss Penetenciary of Pernambuco'. - Es.noticias.yahoo.com
 
~ Beautiful enough to kill?
 
The Town Hall of Valencia has cut back the sandwiches for blood-doners. - Levante
 
~ Around where I live, they don't even give you a cup of coffee, but ask you to sit still for 15 minutes before you leave. Is that supposed to be the time required to recover the amount of blood lost?
 
Surgeons transplanted on a man a left foot onto his right leg. - Diario de Noticias
 
~ Now he has to remember always start off walking on the opposite direction.
 
In Brazil, a bride was kidnapped at the door of the church, but had returned and succeeded completing the marriage ceremony. - noticias.terra.com
 
~ She might one day wish she had missed the marriage ceremony.
 
The trend of tattooing Parot-Fish has extended to China. - La Voz de Galicia
 
~ Which idiot stated such an absurd trend?
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Prev: 28th May 2011 In Memory Of A Little Plant

28th May 2011 In Memory Of A Little Plant

May 28
For over a year, I have changed from my old morning coffee joint in front of the beach to another at the bottom of a hill. At one stretch of the way, between the road and the pavement, I had one day found a very tiny plant, more just a baby shoot, somehow sprung up from a minute little crack all by itself. I couldn't understand it. There's nothing green at all in the whole length of that street. Where did it come from? Doesn't a plant need a seed to start off it's life? A solitary plant sprung out from noting and nowhere!


I began observing it every single day on my way to the cafe, and on my return trip home. Sometimes I even say a little 'Hello'. It grows very slowly but steadily, and I felt so proud of it, struggling to survive against all odds with such determination. There had been a couple of weeks with absolutely not a drop of rain, so I carried a very small bottle of water to sprinkle on it. I could see it enjoying what I told it as a nice little bath. It swayed a little as if saying to me 'thank you'.


We, the lone plant and I, had become friends for the last 2-3 months. I wondered often why it didn't grow much taller, but at the same time I thought it's perhaps better, and safer, that it didn't. Otherwise it might draw attention and it might be trotted on by some careless people. The worst happened. The plant was not there any more today.


I stood on that same spot, couldn't move myself away for I don't know how long. There's no way I would have mistaken the location. I occasionally stopped there, though very briefly, mostly not at all, but I always seek it with my eyes and take note of what state my little plant was in. Yes, I had taken to think of it as mine. But it's gone.


No way it had actually 'gone'. I guess some children, or just one little child, too young and innocent to know the value of life and the pain of struggle for survival, had pulled it out and had just casually thrown it away, to dry up slowly in agonizing death. Perhaps this same child might one day become well aware of the meaning and value of life, and would find his own plant to look after and treasure.


I might be considered simple, naive or even stupid, to actually shed tears. But I am not ashamed to admit that today is a sad day for me. I will remember this little plant though I don't even know what type it is, or it's name. I shall not moan it's death after today, but think of it as my brave little plant which had enjoyed it's brief life, having made someone happy, and was admired and loved.
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