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Hunter Activities, Conflicts, and Opinions Following Implementation of a Controlled Waterfowl Hunting Program on the Rend Lake Public Hunting Area in 1995-96
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Mother Santa Claus Stories
Part of Altemus\u27 Mother Stories Series, Mother Santa Claus Stories evokes a time when life seemed simpler and childhood seemed more innocent.
Have you ever heard of the Santa Claus of the Telephone? It may sound strange at first, but stop and think a moment and you will agree that Santa Claus has a right to make use of late inventions (from Hello! Give Me Santa Claus! ). Now, how adorable is that? This collection of twenty-eight Christmas stories in prose and verse is adorned with charming black and white illustrations on nearly every page. Among the stories included are Christmas in Kandahoo, How the Turkey Felt About Christmas, When Dorothy Saw Santa Claus (illustrated with a slightly disturbing drawing of a goose asleep in a bed while a smiling knife and fork sit on its chest, pointing as if to say, We\u27re coming for you! ) and, of course, Clemente C. Moore\u27s classic The Night Before Christmas.
While adults will enjoy these stories for their quaintness of language and illustration, children will enjoy them simply because they are delightful. Intended for reading aloud, they are a perfect way for folks of all ages to get in the old-fashioned Christmas spirit. Mother Santa Claus Stories also offers a great glimpse into the popular culture of early 20th century United States, and provides many opportunities to teach kids about the past.
(summary written by Liz Argentieri)https://knightscholar.geneseo.edu/historical-reprints/1005/thumbnail.jp
Spartan Daily, February 21, 2018
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This interview with Alberta novelist Fred Stenson focuses on his most recent novel, Who By Fire. The discussion examines the role of environmentalists and the legal system in responding to the oil and gas industry in Alberta, as well as other issues connected to Stenson\u27s work
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Cannibal Fork
Ryeanna: āSo umm This happened to my friend, well itās my best friend, weāve been friends since likeā¦ I donāt even remember we met, beforeā¦ since like, intermediate school, is what itās called, thatās where we met. Umm she got married like two years ago and her husband is like a marine, and he went and got deployed but he didnāt go to Afghanistan or anything like thatā¦he went to like these islands off the coast of Australia or something like that. And he was doing humanitarian work down there, and in their free time they could go through the village where people were selling stuff and this is where he got the cannibal forkā¦ā
Me: āDid he have to go buy down some creepy back alley or something or was this just like in town?ā
Ryeanna: āYou know I donāt know the whole story exactly, I just know it was in a shop, and that supposedly itās like this replica, because they use to practice cannibalism on the island because it was like a religious practice you know? And uh itās a replica of a fork they use to use during this. So he was doing that and he brought it home and he pulled it out of the bag and his wife was immediately like ewā¦ [Ryeanna grins and starts to chuckle] thatās like grossā¦ but like he was just so proud of it so that she couldnātā tell him that, [chuckles while talking] that like she didnāt like it ya know?!ā
Me āI just love how understanding she is, like okkkkkay I guess weāll keep the forkā
Ryeanna: āYeah and uh so Itās like a decor item basically, so they put it on display like in their living room in front of the TV, just like laying on its side, and she just said that like every time she would like see it,ā¦she would just get this like gross feeling! [Grins and chuckles while talking] and like she just HATED THE FORK OK? And umm eventually it started moving, like it would move all over the house.ā
Me: āLike teleporting?ā
Ryeanna: āwell yeah she would see it in like different places, and at first she thought it was like her husband, [said while grinning and chuckling] messing with her and like, no, heās like no and honestly heās like really bad at lying, so she like knew it wasnāt him like messing with her and it just kept like moving and she would just keep finding it in like, weird places and sheās like ok. Like. I hate this fork. like IT SUCKS! [Laughing]
And you know this kind of just became a regular thing and likeā¦ but it always stayed likeā¦like their house is two levelsā¦and it always just stayed down around the first level, like around the TV ya know? And she would tell her husband, I donāt like this fork like it keeps moving and heās like āyouāre crazy I donāt know what youāre talkingā¦about thereās nothing wrong with the forkā¦ā and sheās like āwhatever.ā.
Well one day they only have one car because theyāre likeā¦a new married couple and stuff, so she had to take him to work, so she took him to workā¦ and itās like just the two of them you knowā¦so she takes him to work and she was gone maybe like ten minutes. Comes back home, goes upstairs to start getting ready so she can go to workā¦and it is in their room. On the shelf [trying to hold back her own laughter] In front of their bed! Standing straight up, like staring at them! Like if they were laying in the bed it would be staring at them! And the shelf is like four feet high too, so it is just standing their on the shelf straight up, straight at the bed and sheās just like No. absolutely not! [Laughing]
She calls her husband. āDid you move the fork this morning?ā and heās like āNo why would I move the fork.ā and sheās just like āIt is in front of our bed like staring at us! If we were laying in our bed!ā and heās like āThatās BS.ā so like, he tried to blame the dog! [hardly containing laughter at this part]. And heās like āThe dog brought it upstairs.ā and sheās like āyeah.ā [Rolls eyes] And they have like a thirty pound red heeler, and heās like āYeah he like, put it on the shelf.ā And sheās like āAnd stood it straight up, four feet off the ground, so that it perfectly stared at us in bed?ā And he just wouldnāt believe it and sheās just like I canāt do this anymore, I hate this fork [giggling the whole time] but she canāt get rid of it because he loves it!
So she tells her friend about it and her friend is like oh I have this like friend and sheās like pagan or whateverā¦I donāt even know and sheās just like well Iām at my wits end I donāt even know what to do about it so she calls the pagan woman, and sheās like, look I have this situation I have this fork, And the woman is like oh well I canāt get over there today or like anytime this week, just like put a ring of salt around it to like, ya know keep it in its place. So she does, she just like poured salt around it and it never moved again! [Shrugging and smiling] and I think like she came over and like burned sage or something I donāt know yepā¦and it never moved again.ā
Me: [laughing] āHer husband comes home. Why is there a ring of freaking salt around my fork?ā
Ryeanna: āYeah and sheās like nope! Just leave it haha.
Spartan Daily, April 29, 2009
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