"Have no fear that the wine [of my book] will fail, like happened at the wedding feast of Canna in Galilee. As much as I draw from the tap, I will replace in the bunghole. In this way the barrel will remain inexhaustible." François Rabelais (1494–1553)
miércoles, 16 de diciembre de 2015
8 CRAZY INVENTIONS THAT NEVER MADE IT- BRITISH PATHÉ
jueves, 10 de diciembre de 2015
jueves, 3 de diciembre de 2015
sábado, 28 de noviembre de 2015
viernes, 27 de noviembre de 2015
WHEN LOVE ARRIVES
I would’ve recognized her at first glance, love wore a tight french braid.
Love played acoustic guitar and knew all my favorite Beatles songs.
Love wasn’t afraid to ride the bus with me.
And I knew, I just must be searching the wrong classrooms, just must be checking the wrong hallways, she was there, I was sure of it.
If only I could find him.
He wore the same clothes every day for a week.
Love hated the bus.
Love didn’t know anything about The Beatles.
Instead, every time I try to kiss love, our teeth got in the way.
Love became the reason I lied to my parents. I’m going to- Ben’s house.
Love had terrible rhythm on the dance floor, but made sure we never missed a slow song.
Love waited by the phone because she knew if her father picked up it would be: “Hello? Hello? I guess they hung up.”
Love changed. Love disappeared,
Slowly, like baby teeth, losing parts of me I thought I needed.
Love vanished like an amateur magician, and everyone could see the trapdoor but me.
Like a flat tire, there were other places I planned on going, but my plans didn’t matter.
Love stayed away for years, and when love finally reappeared, I barely recognized him.
Love smelt different now, had darker eyes, a broader back, love came with freckles I didn’t recognize.
New birthmarks, a softer voice.
Now there were new sleeping patterns, new favorite books.
Love had songs that reminded him of someone else, songs love didn’t like to listen to. So did I.
We found jokes that make us laugh.
And now, love makes me fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies.
But love will probably finish most of them for a midnight snack.
Love looks great in lingerie but still likes to wear her retainer.
Love is a terrible driver, but a great navigator.
Love knows where she’s going, it just might take her two hours longer than she planned.
Love is messier now, not as simple.
Love uses the words “boobs” in front of my parents.
Love chews too loud.
Love leaves the cap off the toothpaste.
Love uses smiley faces in her text messages.
And turns out, love shits!
And love will tell you you are beautiful and mean it, over and over again. “You are beautiful.”
When you first wake up, “you are beautiful.”
When you’ve just been crying, “you are beautiful.”
When you don’t want to hear it, “you are beautiful.”
When you don’t believe it, “you are beautiful.”
When nobody else will tell you, “you are beautiful.”
Love still thinks you are beautiful.
But love is not perfect and will sometimes forget, when you need to hear it most, you are beautiful, do not forget this.
Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep;
You are in California, Australia, wide awake.
Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone.
Maybe love is not ready for you.
Maybe you are not ready for love.
Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type.
Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce, love is older now, but just as beautiful as you remembered.
Maybe love is only there for a month.
Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday party, every hospital visit.
Maybe love stays- maybe love can’t.
Maybe love shouldn’t.
And love leaves exactly when love must.
When love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.”
If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her.
Turn off the music, listen to the quiet, whisper,
“Thank you for stopping by.”
viernes, 20 de noviembre de 2015
jueves, 19 de noviembre de 2015
jueves, 12 de noviembre de 2015
jueves, 8 de octubre de 2015
viernes, 2 de octubre de 2015
jueves, 18 de junio de 2015
lunes, 2 de marzo de 2015
sábado, 28 de febrero de 2015
jueves, 5 de febrero de 2015
VIDEO STORIES FOR CHILDREN
Farmer Duck by Martin Waddell from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Silly Suzy Goose by Petr Horacek from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Penguin by Polly Dunbar from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Owl Babies by Martin Waddell from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Hooray for Fish! by Lucy Cousins from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Noah's Ark by Lucy Cousins from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Ho, Ho, Ho, Tucker! by Leslie McGuirk from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Goodnight, Harry by Kim Lewis from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Baby Brains by Simon James from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
You're All My Favorites by Sam McBratney from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
This is Our House by Michael Rosen from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
Tucker's Spooky Halloween by Leslie McGuirk from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
The Ravenous Beast by Niamh Sharkey from Candlewick Press on Vimeo.
sábado, 31 de enero de 2015
miércoles, 28 de enero de 2015
THE STORY OF KEEP CALM AND CARRY ON
In the spring of 1939 during the build-up to war with Germany the British government commissioned a series of propaganda posters. These posters were intended to offer the public reassurance in the dark days that lay ahead. They were required to be uniform in style and would feature a special and handsome typeface making them difficult for the enemy to counterfeit. They used the crown of King George the 6th as the only graphic device and had just two colors. Of the three final designs that went to production, the first poster carried the slogan "YOUR COURAGE YOUR CHEERFULNESS YOUR RESOLUTION WILL BRING US VICTORY", the second poster had the words, "FREEDOM IS IN PERIL DEFEND IT WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT", but the third design, of which over two and a half million posters were printed simply read, "KEEP CALM AND CARRY ON". The first two designs were distributed in September of 1939 and appeared up and down the country in shop windows and railway platforms but the Keep Calm posters were held in reserve intended for use only in times of crisis or invasion. In the end the poster was never officially issued and it remained unseen by the public until a copy turned up more than 50 years later. It was found in a second hand book shop called Barter books in the north east corner of England. Barter books was begun in 1991 by a couple Stuart and Mary Manley. The building used to be an old Victorian railway station. Huge rows of stacked shelves now stand in the place where the tracks would have been but the station's old tea rooms and waiting rooms are still there. It was in 2000 that Stuart found the poster in a box of dusty old books that had been bought at auction. Mary liked it so much she had it framed and put up near the shop till and it proved so popular with the customers that a year later they began to sell copies. Since that time the poster has been reproduced, parodied, trivialized and has become a truly iconic image of the 21st century. It is hard to say exactly why such a phrase from a by-gone decade would have so much appeal and resonance now. Its design is considered simple and timeless and now commonly recognizable however it is perhaps the words on the poster that people find most enchanting. Like a voice out of history it offers a very simple warm-hearted message to inspire confidence in others during difficult times and its something that should never fade from fashion, to Keep Calm and Carry On.