Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
As they passed from moorings to the man-of-war anchorage on their way to the sea, their feeling that they had done with life and were going out to something new, welled up in those battalions; they cheered and cheered till the harbour rang with cheering.
As each ship crammed with soldiers drew near the battleships, the men swung their caps and cheered again, and the sailors answered, and the noise of cheering swelled, and the men in the ships not yet moving joined in, and the men ashore, till all the life in the harbour was giving thanks that it could go to death rejoicing.
By the night of the second day, the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps had won and fortified their position. Men writing or reporting on service about them referred to them as the A.N.Z.A.C.(From "Gallipoli" by John Masefield)
THE BEST PLACE TO BURY A DOG
"There is one best place to bury a dog.
"If you bury him in this spot, he will
come to you when you call - come to you
over the grim, dim frontier of death,
and down the well-remembered path,
and to your side again.
"And though you call a dozen living
dogs to heel, they shall not growl at
him, nor resent his coming,
for he belongs there.
"People may scoff at you, who see
no lightest blade of grass bent by his
footfall, who hear no whimper, people
who may never really have had a dog.
Smile at them, for you shall know
something that is hidden from them,
and which is well worth the knowing.
"The one best place to bury a good
dog is in the heart of his master."
--- Ben Hur Lampman --
Yesterday our dog Billy died.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
In the light of dawn, the break of day,
Through the waters chill they fought their way;
Like their sires of old, to the Motherland
They came o’er the sea, and they sprang to the strand;
And the blood of the Angles, the Scot, and the Celt
Grew hot in their veins as the war fire they felt.
In the light of noon, in the bright sunlight,
They fought up the cliffs from height to height;
And the sun shone down on that scene of strife
Where the ‘Soul of Australia’ came to life,
As the blood of Australians was shed on the sod,
For Australia, for Britain, Humanity, God.
Shall Australia mourn for the sons she has lost-
Should Australians weep? Nay! Great though the cost,
Joy mingles with grief, and pride mingles with pain,
For our boys died like heroes, and died not in vain.
And the ‘Soul of Australia’, new-born on that day
When her sons died at ANZAC, shall never decay.
The Brisbane Courier, 25 April 1916
Friday, April 23, 2010
so we read the first book and I explained the New Zealand connection.
Finally we read this picture book which had such a positive take on community and building memories(deliberate but poor play on story)
Of course no post in our family on ANZAC day would be complete without mentioning in passing the interesting discussions/debates/conversations on the remembering with older children and just how we should observe this remembering.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Every week I get an e-mail from this site. As well as giving ideas for meals it can also provide a little 'food for thought'!
Fr. Leo Patalinghug describes a conversation initiated by a stranger at a busy train station:
"Without breaking the seal of the confession, I can say this pastoral moment was a unique outpouring of God’s infinite goodness. This man, who seemed to have it all, internally was “begging” to be welcomed back to the Father’s House. He was baptized Catholic, but stepped away from the Church at a very young age. He claims it was because he was disappointed in the hypocrisy he saw from leaders and the people in the pew. While that may seem like a legitimate reason, I don’t buy it, and neither did he. He eventually admitted that his departure from church and religion in general (like the majority of people who leave the Church) was simply because he wanted to live his life precisely the way he wanted to live it – without anyone else having any say how. By leaving the Church, he could make up his own rules, his own morals, and his own destiny – without any moral consequences.
It’s true, hypocrisy in the Church is frustrating and discouraging. But there is no perfect church because it is full of people who are sinners. People who go to church, including priests and nuns, aren’t there because they are perfect. People should go to church because they recognize that despite their sins, God forgives and helps us to be better. When people start accepting the humanity of the Church, they will begin to see the divinity of our calling and go to church more faithfully"
This happened on Divine Mercy Sunday.
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Wang Wang is a very laid back placid sort of bloke who is happy to spend a large portion of his day snoozing,but might be woken at the thought of a juicy bamboo stalk to munch on.
Funi is very active and playful and often makes excited mewing vocalisations at feeding time. She is also very intelligent, curious and loves to explore.
ds12 + ds8 had visited the two pandas briefly early in the year. So brief was that first visit that they were barely able to observe the pandas let alone record an image!
This time we were much more fortunate! The wait in line lasted barely 10 minutes before we entered the exhibit.
To begin with both the male and female were in their inside enclosures and Funi did seem to be more active, climbing high on rocks and clambering over branches.
Wang Wang seemed content to just sit. So the boys escorted me outside to show me the large stone that is kept cool for Wang Wang. Just as we bent to feel the stone(it projects into the observation area) a certain bear lumbered over.
He walked to a piece of bamboo,which was right where we were standing! had a quick munch and lumbered back indoors!
The boys verdict: a definite improvement on their last visit!!
And here are a few more pictures of our zoo visit.(yes the turtle had "gone walkabout" from its enclosure and yes the siamangs are one of our favourite apes)