No one is too old for fairy tales

Just a 17 brazilian lost girl who loves read, write, and that believes in magic with all her heart

[changchens-deactivated20170829]

[comeherelittlesquishy]

[pixalry]

Stranger Things Poster - Created by Matt Ferguson

[rejectedprincesses]

If you had to give yourself a C-section to save your unborn baby, could you do it? This woman did it. She had no other choice: she lost a previous baby during protracted labor, and she lived in a small village eight hours drive from the nearest hospital.

Rather than experience fetal death in utero again, [the 40-year-old-woman] used her skills at slaughtering animals. She took 3 small glasses of hard liquor and, using a kitchen knife, sliced her abdomen in 3 attempts in the right paramedial region, cut the uterus itself longitudinally, and delivered a male infant that breathed immediately and cried. Apparently, she did not bleed excessively and asked one of her children to call a local nurse for help before she lost consciousness.

Both survived.

Holy mother of god.

[snakesonastarship]

Inez Ramirez. This became necessary when she went into labor while her husband (who assisted with her previous births) was at the local cantina. They lived in a very rural area of Mexico and did not have a phone in their own home so Inez was unable to call for help.

Lessons: women are badasses. Mother’s are fierce. Rural areas should be set up with telephones.

[rejectedprincesses]

Thank you! The article didn’t have much followup, and I didn’t have time to poke around, so I am glad for the additional info. This happened in the 90s, so the child would be a teenager by now. Some additional pics:

[wendykdarling]

Never underestimate the power of a mom

[alonefamily]

when you’re mad as hell and no one is taking you seriously

[lavendervalar]

D262/365 // April 18 credit🌙 (pls don’t delete)

bless this sunset

[croutoncat]

people who randomly decide to compliment you are so important

[stability]

[tastefullyoffensive]

[awwww-cute]

Owl just fit right in here

[witchedways-blog]

bewitched forest 

[wolfgeneralashryver-archive]

Welcome to the Throne of Glass fandom where we can’t pronounce any of the character’s names, we don’t know who we’re supposed to ship. everyone we love is either dead, imprisoned or enslaved, we love a witch that eats the heart of men, we cry over a dragon and our most beloved character is a puppy. Enjoy your stay.

[derpycats]

[somethingsomethingshan]

“this doesn’t concern you Robert please close the door”

[nowyoukno]

[fangirling-so-hard-rn]

Crows are scary They

use tools

Can be taught to speak (like parrots)

Have huge brains for birds

like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee

They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things

they are scary smart at solving puzzles

some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies

they can remember faces

SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.

They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q) 

[doctormemelordmd]

Yeah but have you seen this 

[stultiloquentia]

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

[warwyrd-deactivated20170724]

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

[reallymisscoffee]

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

[ruggie-bucchis]

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

[avianawareness]

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

[odpixel]

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

[lilith-knight]

Best birbs !!

[graniterose]

Once again it happened. 

I woke up, turned on my phone to check the time and saw lots of messages from my Canadian/American friends asking me if I was safe, and first I didn’t understand. 

Then, it struck me. 

Paris, november, the 13th. 

I got the same messages. 

Last night, I went to bed quite early. The fireworks were canceled in my city because of the wind, it could have started a fire. So we canceled our plans to go out. Thinking we would to do it today. 

But how can we celebrate anything today after what happened in Nice ? 

Once again, I woke up. And I felt terror.

I go to Nice often because I live near this beautiful city. I walked on La promenade des Anglais. Watched beautiful sunsets there. Ate icecreams. Tried to tan right there. On those beautiful beaches. I laughed. I lived. 

Here. See. Look. 

This is peaceful. 

That’s how I want to remember this city. This place. 

Beauty. 

I don’t want to wake up and feel like this anymore. 

I don’t want to feel numb. 

I don’t want to think this is normal. 

I don’t want to get used to it. 

[untame]

the audience breaks out into the french national anthem at the star wars celebration europe 2016.

[gigihadid-news]

My heart is broken. There is no word to describe how I feel right now. I will never understand all this violence and cruelty. We need to fight for a better world. Good is gonna WIN.

Ofc my prayers goes out to all the victims’ families.❤️

I love my country so much. I always will.🇫🇷

[mando-lore]

i am shocked im not seeing anything about Nice on my dash. shocked.