The closer we get to Christmas, the busier life becomes. Yesterday (Saturday) I attended my partner's company hosted Christmas party. I was a little nervous since we didn't attend last year's party. I had been terribly sick and it just wasn't possible. So this year was our first time. I never expected anything like that. It was phenomenal! They really did their best to make sure their employees knew they were appreciated. A great venue and what was even more shocking were the presentations. The hosts were truly inventive and humourous. While handing out door prizes they decided to gather people on stage for a "contest". They all had to dance Gangnam Style to the music. It was hilarious! I never expected such a young and fresh approach from a 25 year old company. The door prizes themselves were expensive and generous. I was quite surprised. Not to mention the mouth watering food they provided but there's one detail that's more important than all the others. The true mark of an excellent company, an open bar. That''s right, free drinks. We really did have a great time.
Now for the more important update, Storytime Sunday. The more I write, the more I realize I don't have a plan for ending it. So it could go on for a very long time. Even if this particular storyline finishes, I will always have ideas for more.
This time I will include the most immediate segment of the previous post as a reminder of where we left off. If you're looking for a full update, you can read Part VII. If you're adventurous and courageous of heart then I suggest we continue. . .
Hello readers! Today is another addition to Storytime Sunday. I'm looking forward to what might happen next! Feel free to read this post by itself or in conjunction with the others.
I know this is later than usual but with the holidays coming up there are only so many shopping days before Christmas. Luckily, I'm almost finished shopping.
Without further ado, Part VII. . .
Good day to you all! Before I continue with Storytime Sunday I would like to give a little update. I realize I haven't posted in a couple of days and for that I apologize. I've been quite busy. Luckily I do have some pleasant news. Yesterday (Saturday, December 1) my partner and I bought our second Christmas tree together! I've never had a Christmas tree this early in all my life! It was quite exciting. We purchased it from a lot where most of the proceeds go to charity. It made buying a Christmas tree that much more special. So today (December 2), we will be decorating our tree! We might need to get a few more ornaments or lights but I think it will turn out great. So whenever I get the chance I'll post pictures! Then you can all enjoy my tree. I think I might even post some from last year.
Now onwards! We continue our story. If you are interested in reading the previous segments the links are located here. You can also find them as a subheading for the Blog. Either way you'll be sure to enjoy Part VI.
Good afternoon, it is once again Storytime Sunday! Today I have written Part V. To be honest, this was one of the more difficult parts for me to write since I had to come up with it on the spot. For anyone just joining us I have a separate page with all the links (Storytime Sunday). If you like you can just read this segment, it will still be interesting.
On to Part V. . .
I can't believe it's the fourth Sunday since I've started Storytime Sunday. Time truly does fly by. If this is your first time reading Storytime Sunday, I have some links to assist you so you can catch up: Part I, Part II and Part III. If you don't feel like reading the previous segments that's okay. You'll still enjoy this part.
I know I kind of left things hanging last time so without further ado, here's Part IV.
November 13, 1887 saw one of the most notable demonstrations in history. Britain had created a difficult social situation due to a severe rise in unemployment and suspension of many civil rights, mainly affecting the Irish working class. After years of unrest it had finally reached a breaking point. Around 10 000 protesters marched on to Trafalgar Square, a symbolic meeting point of the working class and upper class. In response 2000 police and 400 troops were called in to halt the demonstration. As in every political demonstration where the working class rises to defend itself against the tyranny of government and the upper class, the police relentlessly beat down the innocent protesters. Using their fists and truncheons they beat not only men but women and children. Most were injured with at least 200 being treated at a hospital and 3 suffering from fatal wounds and dying.
I wish I could say this behaviour was abnormal. I wish I could say that this type of thing remains in the past but unfortunately it doesn't. Unfortunately it's not unusual for the government to silence its people. The working class were merely trying to bring attention to their cause. They were practicing the art of free speech and bringing to light the atrocities the government refused to acknowledge. What was their reaction? To beat down everyone who attended. It didn't matter the age or sex, they were quickly and viciously shut up.
You wish to hear examples of present day demonstrations where protesters are mistreated? They are countless but here are just a few:
- Battle in Seattle
- Quebec Student Protests
- FEMEN Protests
- Bolivia Revolt
- Occupy Wallstreet
You'll notice one thing when reading about protests, past or present, they blame the protesters. They claim that they're violent and dangerous. Sometimes the media even paints them to be anarchists. What a ridiculous notion! Just because you disagree with the government or corporation or IMF/WTO/World Bank or whatever it is doesn't make you to be an irrational anarchist. It seems like "anarchists" are the next "terrorist", the next bogeyman the government and media warns you about. Well guess what, those protesters are defending you and me. They're defending their rights. They're simply trying to bring to light an atrocity. The Bolivia Revolt is a perfect example. An American corporation attempted to privatize water in Bolivia, meaning that everyday people would have to pay for a necessity, how absurd! They were punished severely for speaking out but that didn't stop them.
Another great example is the Battle in Seattle. The WTO (World Trade Organization) was meeting to decide the fate of the world as we know it. So peaceful demonstrations took place to try and stop their globalization agenda. Yet the media reported violent protesters, which wasn't the case. Yet it made everyone assume that the protesters were evil and the WTO were innocent victims. If you knew what the WTO were doing, you wouldn't believe it.
I could go on and on about this but I think it's important that everyone does their own research. Make your own decisions. It would be your choice to decide whether or not the media evaluated situations correctly. Yet I would urge you not to believe everything you see and hear on television. Think about who controls the media, it's not the people. It's corporate entities, bending and shaping it to their will as they see fit. Makes you think, doesn't it?
If you're really interested, there are some excellent documentaries. There's one entitled "Battle in Seattle" about the 1999 protest I mentioned. More importantly there's one documentary you must watch called, "The Corporation". It's on Netflix right now (if you have an account). I highly recommend watching it.
It's once again Storytime Sunday! This is the second segment to a continuing story I will be writing. If you missed the first part you can read it here.
For anyone wondering if I already have everything written out, well, you'd be wrong. I write everything impromptu. I have a vague idea where I want to go but the story itself is spontaneous. I think it's more organic that way and it adds a little excitement for me. I don't even know what's coming!
So, for the second time in an unpredicted series, I give you Storytime Sunday. I hope you enjoy!
The girl blinked as she reached back in her memory, desperate for answers. Could she have forgotten all of this? Perhaps this was her real life? Nothing made sense. She turned her thoughts on their side and re-examined the possibilities but she simply couldn't explain it. She stared off into the distance and felt a general uneasiness enter her body.
"You haven't touched your breakfast," inquired the mother look-alike. The girl turned to her in disbelief, this couldn't be possible. She must be dreaming. So she did what she always did to try and wake up from a dream, she would close her eyes tight. She closed them as tight as she could, scrunching her entire face. Everyone around the table paused and looked at her in curiosity then laughed. She opened her eyes slowly and could feel the cold sting of reality bite in to her through their mocking.
In shame she dropped her head and pushed herself away from the table. In an instant she stood and ran away, feeling her face flush with a mixture of anger and sadness. This couldn't be happening, she wanted to convince herself. The rest of the table stared after her, shocked at her outburst. She never behaved like that. Arianna was not herself. The father and mother exchanged glances, their faces expressing concern and worry. Not a word passed between them as they communicated intuitively. Politely they excused themselves and went after their young, sweet daughter.
Good day to you all!
Starting today I will be writing a story segment every Sunday. The theme will be a story my mother used to tell me when I was a young girl before I went to sleep. My younger sister and brother and I would sit around, listening to my mother spin tales I've never heard. In homage to my mother I will re-create the tales and share them with you, my readers.
The City of Gold
There was a young girl, curious and sweet, always in search of answers to life's mysteries. She would ask questions about everything, always desperate to learn more. One night after she was put to bed she found herself restless. She could never sleep. So she got out of bed and stood in her room, peering through the murky light of the moon. She walked towards her closet and opened the folding door. It was a small and modest closet with only a few things hanging. Her family had recently moved into the house and everything still felt unsettled. She still felt a panging curiosity to explore the house and get to know every nook and cranny. She loved exploring. It made her feel like an adventurer. Her favourite thing to do was seek out mystery and solve it.
She stood in front of her open closet and stared, seeing only the darkness. She kneeled on the floor and examined the odd protuberance; it looked like a carpeted bench in her closet. It was odd to her since she had never seen anything like it. Her family moved often and every house was very similar. Sometimes there were minute differences but mostly closets stayed the same. Yet this closet was different. This odd carpeted bench made her think. It made her imagination spin and whir thinking of all the possibilities. So her tiny hands reached out, feeling the object. It felt just like the carpet did. She loved the texture on her hands but couldn't help feel disappointed that it felt normal. Her hands continued to search around, feeling every centimeter.
She withdrew her hands feeling a spasm of disappointment. There had to be something different about it. There had to be. Otherwise it was just a normal house and she was just a normal girl and nothing special would ever happen. She sat in front of her closet feeling her head spin with frustration. She just had to be more thorough, really look at it. She glanced at the switch to her ceiling light, wondering if she could turn it on without anyone noticing. She doubted it. Her mother seemed to patrol the hallway, sensing if something was not quite right. She knew she had to maintain absolute silence in the dark if she hoped to stay up and discover the closet's secret.
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