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A Comrade A Comedy
Don't leave the arena if you want to win ,that arena is hope and pray "Rayland heard a voice message.Then some unclear words , like a poem or criticism to the system.After that he knew it's a starting for a youth discussion program . Ones need to unload anything burden inside .To be heard as well as to express things as freedom of speech and part of solidarity.Poems , theatre, short story or any other type of expressing ideas have been kept as the youth media program by Ashby who got his enthusiastic helpers as Rayland .He tucked an unlighted cigarette and paid attention to a young man in casual shirt ." l take distance from heart of hell named greed,arroganceAlone in stony idea of hard headedness to accept the truth and newness..While ..Let everything goes the way it is , I will stop complaining about these Angry FearCynical minds .."'Let the lovers be cheatersLet your business go up and down then even down down downSee everything , watch them as the proud ones w
A Comrade The Volunteers
" My name is Alidia. I was raised in an area which is Mountainous, a small village in south Kalkenna.I left home when I was 18 to study general nursing in London, which I completed well in the year , and then completed my paediatric nursing after that.I travelled to Yordan to work and when I was there I moved to Egypt , then l spent a few years in some parts of Latin America.A few years later moved back to my state in and since then I have been working in the paediatric ward in University Hospital Walterferdy."I heard you have recently been awarded your master’s degree in nursing from Walterferdy Institute of Technology. Are you married ? "" Yes ,l have three children."Then she told the team about a beautiful story from Argentina, school children who chanted every morning," l will be che Guevara" . A martyr who fight for the right and died at young age in the hand of an army who chased him and killed him brutally just to impress the world that he was killed in a battle which
A Comrade The Jeep
Lupine began to open the grand opening of the new social workers members formation.Tigtened her rubber shoes ,she got up ,"Hi everyone ..good morning..A quick thought to share here. It's very important to choose your words carefully when everyone ' s eyes on you but gain your confidence first !Some people are liked as being free to speak bombastically but it doesn't guarantee your listeners to keep your message as a good theme to recall or follow , while the solid collocation and and the strong cohesion of your speech are the real deals to help improve the chance to communicate with people.Happy listening!A woman walked forward,a little note tucked in her fingers." Hi fellows ,just wanted to introduce myself, l am Hivana , Im 20 and was having an existential crisis until I realised it was the perfect time to start my lifelong dream of being a social worker.A bit of background of me had a childhood passion for know ledge , Extremely crazy on anything ,any subjects at school
A Comrade Popeye The Sailor Man
How warm the morning sun on a young day ."You pushed into this country to write about who? president Avango? " Ashby asked while sucking on his cigar deeply.l approached and answered lightly, " I spent time to visit 33 countries, to search for this ', l took one cigar out of his box .True,l never saw this handsome man without any expression on his face.but he was dumbfounded and blank for a second.Now he looks curious even remained and stay calm, which is his main characteristic, calm.I let him be curious. He doesn't know. I'm not interested in practical politics but my interest is in business that I can connect between countries. Or anything about money slits opportunity and connections" Actually you are a writer, looking for film making ideas, entrepreneur or broker ,anyway? Is your father a capitalist? " I shook my head and swing some paper to cool down as it was hot.Sure it's not all true and l wonder if he was smart enough to know that some part of the answers were lie
A Comrade A Burnt Bridge
Have a little fun, young man..you are a young journalist huh?" To him , the woman in the boots, talked while continuing things of her routine work without stopping her job previously, check and recheck the long list of names of prison inmates who keep going back and forth.The young man who was called journalist by the woman did not answer, his hands gripped the bars and his eyes kept watching the woman who was ,without turning around asking," How old are you, young man ? "" 27. Why do you keep on calling me young man ? I don't think you are younger than l " *Ashby still held the manuscript while talking on phone ,"I'm on the way ...ya. What did you say ? Wait ..l heard about the prison condition..well , l will see myself after finish some matters here "" Truth speaks without a tongue, while falsehood goes around with a hundred drums. Therefore, those who listen with their souls can hear the truth. Those who look with their heart can see. " I am sure you agree with that""Rayla
A Comrade No...Not Again !
My father? No , my fiance.He ' s a Franko Italiano and a bit Jews he said ,so smart , speak 4 languages, business, intelligent..in various fields ''. He almost fell off the glass he was holding." Who are you actually?" Suspiciously,showing it apparently on purpose I guessed ,but still in a relax and friendly way .I was avoiding his look ,the eyes which the shape and lights enable me me to forget what l must and am doing ." Why do you often avoid my questions ? " That made me smile .I don't want to confront you , l whispered at heart . I avoid your eyes more than your question.. sure l did not tell him that .He surely didn't know either. Special person would not realize their own suavity all the time . They were few blokes who kept their sense of affinity and deep understanding in humanity meaning and universal affection.All of sudden the strong wind blew came till the door opened .l was shocked, thinking there was someone came without notice .But Ashby looked just calm as usual.
A Comrade Ladies Of Hell
Labyrine smiled.Sincerely she was staring at Costeau who looked exhausted,and he returned the look from his transparent glasses like an affectionate father to his daughter." Shall we go now ..l will introduce you to my wife" ,paid all the stuff of Labyrine choices even she refused it but he insisted on." Ok , Co, this time is fine ,but not other time '' he laughed and suddenly murmured a name " Reve" " Who ? " He closed the baggage," forget it " Soft wind stroke her face .A forgotten memory flashed for a second in her mind.A faint classical music was flowing from somewhere, making her almost yawning and falling asleep.Ah ! Was she a lazy person ? Hope for an apple to fall itself from the shaking tree branches. She remembered a face , a smile , and shady eyes . Gosh , let the canary perch there and showed its cheerful round eyes ...Why Costeau looked so tired ? " Ya..Reve told me that you are here , Laby " " What he told you? ""He ' s here for a week.. he said that you hate
A Comrade A Room Without Window
Avalon smiled yelled and applauded, Alvano smirked when Nefariz and Hampton carry out their performance.A mini saga " Better Telling The Truth ''In a city, lived a Catholic preacher.Everyone knew his kindness and generosity to the poor people.On one Friday, coincidentally there were two starving workers passed by.Both of them also had heard about the preacher kindness." We won't get it here ' said one of the two." If the Kindhearted preacher knows that we aren't catholic,so l will say that l am a Catholic ' " Say whatever you wish .But l will tell the truth ' said the other.Not long after that,they arrived at the preacher house and knocked the door.The preacher opened the door and as usual he inquiries some questions.One of the worker said he was a Catholic and the other one said he was not .The preacher told him to wait. Then he came back with two plates in his hands .In one of the plate there was grilled chicken while in the other one a small place of rice.To the one who sai
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The Job. Seekers
Getting a job always be the tiring and most important issue in a life of family in poor area . Marketing is the one that some business can do at the bitterest way . ...selling product door to door .It seems a terrible job .But its like drinking goat urine at the desert after days dehydrated.Means they still will try it even .. .Poor poor people.Some business use the job seekers by various ways . Multilevel marketing is one of them , where they must buy some products then resell it.Consument or producer or marketer ? Seems all in one . Hivana was one of the mentioned.She arrived at a place where she had to buy things then she should sell something else ! It's ridiculous.She was trapped a few times. The results was , no job neither money she got , on the contrary, she spent money , doing some work without getting any paid . The payment was promise . Percentage. But it's not even a cent pay .In hard life to survive ,wild idea in any way can come .From a thought to be prostitut
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The Donation
Maximilian put a cigarette without lighted it , but you can read what you wanted to quote but let me say ,"It is always too hard to be wise." Avalon read a few , seriously but in a funny way as he knew well , no matter how beautiful the words written by any thinkers , life is a personal experience and. hardship for everyone, "The soul is placed in the body like a rough diamond, and must be polished, or the luster of it will never appear.""Expect nothing and you'll always be surprised.""Fear of danger is ten thousand times more terrifying than danger itself.""I saw the Cloud, though I did not foresee the Storm." * " By the way," Rayland tapped the empty glass , " Ash wants me to donate some money for a few incomplete family ...l transfered half of it, l guess l need to collect the rest from other comrades "Instead of giving remarks for his statement, Hivana stepped in then continuing the good wise qoute , till it finished while the topic was still hang on the air .* If you do
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The Battlecry
He said he want simplicity in a girlBut also sophisticated woman at the same time.Is it possible the 2 qualities in one?She said she want firmness in manBut also want romantic chapIs it coming in one person?No..nothing none will satisfy ones that way.Well..this is the world.. Not Eden . There is treasure islandthat most people ignore or worshipBut almost never been dig up as wealth.It is the past,Bitter or sweet.Regrettable or unforgettableWhether you are re beggar or dukeIt is the pastYou go there at times walk or fly,Alone and sadBut the blessing come surprisinglyWhen someone approach want you to share the story Tell him her...Bitterness of it or sweetness in it Will be coming as your fine daysAs it's been share ..Each time I try to gain my fine feeling to you Why the picture always pitiful?Sitting almost at the bed cornerWearing the stripe t shirtLost and don't get anything you hope ..Nothing I can do for you now,I'm.sorry .As your hand still on the phon
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A Cunning Brain
Misty had a slight relief,even Primrose didn't tell her what she asked , she still sent her and the chief editor the continuation of the journal about Ashby figure .* I can see that. Moreover while Ash narrowed his eyes down, there's a mindful rage there . Gently he blew the cigar smoke ," But now they did t8 colonialization in to means . Vulgar and neat . Systematically. " This is very different from small-time bandits whose operations are breaking into other people's houses through roof ,windows, warehouses or the back, right?" Ash shook his head and tapped his forehead went on , 'With this' he said as he stepped on his boots rather loudly, maybe he was afraid I would be scared if he did it harder even though I knew he wanted to.'' With a cunning and military brain? I asked.He shook his head, " With cunning brain and humiliation" he said .His clear ,sharp and romantic eyes looked up at the ceiling.How l wished to hug him ! Sometimes the man seems desperate like a kid when he
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Ah .. !!
" Some say that what kills a man is not the sword but his own mind " " That's right. Our mind is what make human feel something and it's apparently subjective.Just for your knowledge, whether it's true or not I mean about my feeling, if even it's true ,it's fine as lwill take it as a measurement of my own value as a mother, especially in front of God .And that's a fact of life virtues must be put as number one for believers .That's the barometric of faith .How many people don't love their own mom ? Maybe including myself , my feeling towards her is solely formal as it's kinda obligation to love your mother but l don't really feel it to tell you the truth...so if l put it as karma , it can be " The chat note from a sick mother was shown by the nurse to Avalon, " This Mama is someone who has kinda self awareness that she has no proper love from her mother as she was young and single then at her life stage as a mother she think her daughter also doesn't love her " "'Look how nicel
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Crimes
A surprising moment of hearing from the vicinity about The Eddie for a journalist instinct to explore something.Ash was drilling a little spot of soil to put some stones and made a little stove as he got some piles of dry twigs for burning a fire .While Primrose got some thing to dig up as stuff to observe.lt's a note about a little conversation beetween a mother and her mature child ."Are you ok ..."" Hello, yes I'm good, what's up? "" It's only motherly greeting ,just to know if you're just fine ..A worry of a mother ,that the children would never feel l guess .One day you'll know if you be a mother ..A child may not feel what a mother feel Your new mother now is the rich family who like you a lot and treat so good, right ? I know it ,and you don't have to say anything, l just know it ...Sure , l'm just a poor and unpleasant person in your eyes It's fine , even it's hurt.." She helped Ash to put more twigs and took out the ashes , " Umm ...it's always bitter to know that a
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A Shoeshine Boy
Finally Ash reached Eddie's house after searching the right direction through little Bilang to another one .They said that house was ghostly .It's an old big house with some damages here and thereA wooden second floor was like an open porch with old tree in front of it . The tree had densed big thick dark green leaves and lots of jellylike long beard hairs around it . At night,with only little light come from low watts of electricity made it all dark .An elderly mother enjoyed to scare her little children off by loosing her long thick hair , widen her eyes and curving her mouth in a frown scary shape.Someone spoke , ''Work on things gradually like God ! He grows the babies till they ' re as big as their moms , while they were weak and getting old .The children now can get things without the mother ' s help . Graduation, little by little,till the entire process almost obliviously happen and things on reverse now .The mothers feel they were nomore needed . Memorizing the old d
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Big Brother
Garibaldy whistled when Misty showed him the new mail from Primrose ." In this work room certainly there are piles of documents,gold pen in the drawer ,some antiques and other precious stuff.Thieves , scoundrels, robbers who will break everything and took them illegally.." he paused for a while to light his long cigar ," That is exactly what those imperialists do their colonies"I nodded ,getting up to walk around the room before sitting back, swaying away the burden of feeling that occupied my chest which almost burst in a minute.Two things, Not sure which one is the stronger reason , admiring his analogy on the door and or the sight effect he made on me when he spoke in beetween his cigar smoking..the relax manner which actually hid a hurt inside...The Journal ~"'It' s true ...we just have to be patient..but is everything fine with her ? " " I don't know, she won't tell us though,unless it's really crucial " " I know .." " Someone posts ... aboutPositive thinking leads to a
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Eager but Cold Eyes
Misty saw automatic expression of worry in Garibaldy ' s face at knowing she didn't hear any news from Primrose. Only could be calming down himself after realizing that they should wait till tomorrow at least,if not today , to know what's happening to the radiant talented journalist.The wornout shoes …Before you step ahead, look down will the hoes are you wearing safe you from the gravely road ? " Tons of information,do you feel it makes people more intelligent? "" In what way ? Nowadays intelligence seem to be a domain of technology .Now l presume that "easy come easy go " become the cause of ...well , see , l saw someone wrote , this related to what we discuss now " Societal pressure and survival needs, made most people have to walk in shoes that did not fit their spirit. As a result, most people are not walking their soul path and therefore not fulfilling their purpose, their potential nor their dreams.As a consequence, there is an epidemic of depression, disengagement, disi
