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The longer I work in education, the more I realize that the motivational posters in classrooms arenât there for the students but for the teachers.
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This is a hard thing to write. I am still scared as fuck. My country declared state of emergency last night, even though shit has been going down since last month. Mostly, tis is why I havenây been a lot here in the past few days.
As a journalist, I experienced a coup dâetat yesterday. Itâs been already 24 hs of pure riot and police brutality. Below the cut there is a full description of what happened.
Shape of You, Ed Sheeran
Iâm in love with the shape of you We push and pull like a magnet do Although my heart is falling too Iâm in love with your body
disney princess aesthetics: esmeralda (hunchback of notre dame)
You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people. You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!
disney princess aesthetics: mulan
You donât meet a girl like that every dynasty.
disney princess aesthetics: megara (hercules)
Iâm a damsel. Iâm in distress. I can handle this. Have a nice day.Â
Donât kiss me goodbye againâŠ
Aja Naomi King for O Magazine (2015)
âI fell in love with Rose because she was happy and lighthearted. I fell in love with her because she was beautiful and as cheerful as the sunshine. I fell in love with her because I heard her singing with her beautiful voice⊠as carefree as a songbird. I fell in love with a girl who danced and twirled across the meadows like an angel of happiness.â â Once Upon a Dream, Liz Braswell
Audrey Hepburn and Grace Kelly wait backstage at the RKO Pantages Theatre during the 28th Annual Academy Awards, Allan Grant, 1956
        Can it be, Iâm not meant to play this part?
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What the fucking hell is happening here I donât know but I am dying laughing. Borf.
fifty days of hamilcast: day eighteen
Happy Birthday, Peggy!
On August 7 [1778], about twenty Tories and Indians barged into the Schuyler mansion, overpowered the sleeping guards, seized weapons in the cellar, and surrounded the house. (Angelica had removed some weapons to the cellar when she found her little boy playing with them.) General Schuyler retreated to an upstairs bedroom, where, using a prearranged signal, he fired his pistol out the window to summon help. Mrs. Schuyler and her daughters were so horrified â âsome hanging on [General Schuylerâs] arms and others embracing his knees in the most distressing terror and uncertainty,â reported one eyewitness â that the general was trapped by his clinging family. Then the women remembered that Mrs. Schuylerâs infant daughter, Catherine, had been left in a cradle by the front door. Since both Eliza and Angelica were pregnant, sister Peggy crept downstairs to retrieve the endangered child. The leader of the raiding party barred her way with a musket. âWench, wench! Where is your master?â he demanded. âGone to alarm the townâ the coolheaded Peggy said. The intruder, fearing that Schuyler would return with troops, fled in alarm. Legend maintains that one Indian hurled a tomahawk at Peggyâs head as she trotted up the stairs with the baby in her arms; to this day the mahogany banister bears what are thought to be scars from the blade.
(Ron Chernow, Alexander Hamilton, p. 159-160)