Tuesday, February 9, 2010

ADOBE


Adobe house.....

STORY...


Than a good day, everybody wake up early in the home. She was making breakfast and calling her children.
She called ‘my babies come over the here breakfast ready ’
Kids heard their mother’s voice but they want to sleep who have to get up because the time of school. She changed clothes and look her husband, her husband still sleep. She has put her husbands’ cheek kiss. He feels her kisses but he was pretending to sleep, actually he lost job 2 years ago and try to found everywhere but he didn’t found it. She and her children did breakfast together. She asked the children during breakfast ‘did you do your homework last night?’ They answered together ‘yes mummy! We did it’ and they finished their breakfast. She has bid farewell to their children. She check mail box before she went to work. A rash of new bills came that morning. The letter from their insurance company announced the cancellation of their policies. She sighed and rose wearily to tell her husband. She went to work. At the end of a long day she came home. She went to the room to change clothes and she noticed paper on the desk “…the money from my life insurance will be enough for you and the children…” she was shocking. She exited in the room sudden. The kitchen smelled of gas. She was very worry about her husband; she began cry, she was running in the kitchen. She didn’t see anybody. Suddenly her husband entered the behind door with tomatoes. He tried to cook in the kitchen, he needed some tomatoes and he went in the garden to collect tomatoes. He looked his wife’s face. He said “what happen? Why do you cry?” She hugged his neck. She was thought he was dead. He said “I want to cook for us but I didn’t found to tomatoes, I went to garden”, she said “I saw the note on the table in the bedroom; I thought you were killed yourself, I worried about you - about us, my baby”. And ask him “What is the note?” he answered quickly “I decided make something for us. If I work two years… you know I will be retried so my life insurance must give us some money every mouth. This money is enough for us. And I didn’t say anything about my job, I shy and I write something my future. You saw my notes and you understand wrong. How can I suicide my honey? How can I go without you? I love you so much, I love my kids, and I love life…” and they hugged each other tightly. And kiss and kiss and kiss…..

KASIKCI ELMASI "Spoonmaker's Diamond"


Raşit Müverrih Bey: 1699 in Istanbul in the circulating dump Eğrikapı rowdy team finds a man round stones. Go to one of three wooden spoon spoonbill yaymacı varies. Spoonbill takes this move to a jewelry store sells maple 10. Jewelers carries one of the friends shows a diamond appears to be precious like beriki sop. A quarrel between them. Issue will reflect Kuyumcubaşıya. Giving one bag into the hands of militant Kuyumcubaşı fund is carrying. But this time the event Fazil Ahmed Pasha, Grand Vizier Köprülüzade hear, move, preparing to buy for him, a matter to the Sultan will reverberate. Diamond with a line Mehmet fourth Humayun Humayun's Palace and the Palace will bring elmastraşına is given. In the stone work Eğrikapı dumping occurred 48 kratlık rare out a diamond. Will be bestowed with the rank of a pouch tip Kuyumcubaşıya Kapıcıbaşılık

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Can Can




There are Egyptian relief's that depict the fundamental Can-Can high kicking above the audiences heads. The Catatonians and Parisian women (French) are also depicted kicking the hats off of the gentlemen spectators. The "Triori" of 1549 from South Brittany was very similar to today's cancan, the women danced alone, lifting their dresses up in front and kicking their legs up to the ceiling. The dancers or "High-Kickers " as they were called, emerged over time and ended up in Paris, France. In the late 19th. Century Paris was still the dance center of the world. It was later introduced to England at the Oxford Music Hall sometime in the 1860's by the proprietor Charles Morton who introduced the the "Can-Can," with a troupe headed by Imre Kiralfy and his brother Bolossy along with their sister Aniola.