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Update from the house of Plague (Day 118 Year 2)
Petition: Keep face covering mandatory in indoor public settings beyond 19th July 2021
(For all the good that it will do. But we can try...)
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ETA: Email your MP: ask them to #scrapNHSBill
(Info at link)
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Am tired, so this will be a short post, but this made me happy:
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Daily Dimash: Marigolds
Dimash learned this Ukrainian folk song overnight for his Ukrainian Dears and he also sang it for his mother who was in the audience... This is a gorgeous song, and very touching. No fancy high notes or special flourishes, just a beautiful tune and a beautiful performance.
Marigolds (Chornobryvtsi) Arnau 11.03.2020 (Kiev, Ukraine)
ETA: Comment by heiderosekober379 (from Yezka's reaction on youtube):
The Ukrainian poet Mykola Singaivsky (1936 - 2013) who wrote the lyrics to this song was 5 years old when WWII started. Kyiv fell and his hometown was overrun, forcing him and his mother Urivana to flee Ukraine. They returned after the war to a devastated landscape. Marigolds were the first flowers to be planted by his mother and the other surviving villagers and soon covered up some of the ravages of war. As an adult living in a foreign country, Mykola honors his beloved homeland and his mother’s love with this poem. A song born out of loss and war, it speaks of resilience, love, and rebirth.
Dimash Masterpost
(For all the good that it will do. But we can try...)
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ETA: Email your MP: ask them to #scrapNHSBill
(Info at link)
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Am tired, so this will be a short post, but this made me happy:
My 7 year old is football mad & dreams of being a professional footballer when he’s older. Every time he has played in the garden with his brother he has started with #TakeTheKnee. I asked him why, he said ‘to help black people’. It’s a simple explanation but not bad.
— Laura Angus #IHaveBeenVaccinated (@Lauraangus3) July 12, 2021
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Daily Dimash: Marigolds
Dimash learned this Ukrainian folk song overnight for his Ukrainian Dears and he also sang it for his mother who was in the audience... This is a gorgeous song, and very touching. No fancy high notes or special flourishes, just a beautiful tune and a beautiful performance.
Marigolds (Chornobryvtsi) Arnau 11.03.2020 (Kiev, Ukraine)
ETA: Comment by heiderosekober379 (from Yezka's reaction on youtube):
The Ukrainian poet Mykola Singaivsky (1936 - 2013) who wrote the lyrics to this song was 5 years old when WWII started. Kyiv fell and his hometown was overrun, forcing him and his mother Urivana to flee Ukraine. They returned after the war to a devastated landscape. Marigolds were the first flowers to be planted by his mother and the other surviving villagers and soon covered up some of the ravages of war. As an adult living in a foreign country, Mykola honors his beloved homeland and his mother’s love with this poem. A song born out of loss and war, it speaks of resilience, love, and rebirth.
Dimash Masterpost
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