#Gaide

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[fluffyjuju]

A must in the Kaziukas spring fair! 😋 #KaziukoMugė #Gaidelis #TheWeatherWasUnpredictableToday (at Vilnius Old Town) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpYQ-mDtTgq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Behold the captivating beauty of our perfectly retouched Wild Turkey bottle!

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Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Zahena Gaid, 2023

[sukistunnel]

Saw this meme today on pintrest and I thought "mhm this looks familiar" and then after a few seconds I was like "OH SHIT THIS IS FAMILIAR"

so... Gaides and lentelman... I present to you... The girlhood spectrum:

[tokenstraightman]

Gaides and lentlemen, cyr.

[sarafangirlart]

I don't know why but I like the idea that Artemis has chilsish intrests (insert Skibidi toilet neme here), so I don't know why, but I just imagine both her, and Apollo playing with Lego, but in a veary defrent way.

Apollo fallows the how to build gaid, and if makes something without it, it's usually pland and looks professional. And just places it like a miniture. He is the god of civilisation after all.

Meanwhaile Artemis doas not fallow the gaid, and builds it from her head, and is not pland, instead totaly random. And leaves them all around the place at home. Introducing the threath of steping on Lego to the gods.

Aww that’s cute

[scotianostra]

Robert Garioch Sutherland was born in Edinburgh on 9th May 1909.

His father was a painter and semi-professional fiddler and his mother a music teacher. Young Robert was educated at the Royal High School, Edinburgh, and the University of Edinburgh, graduating MA (with honours) in English Language and Literature in 1931. He won the Sloan Prize for verse in Scots in 1930.

During the Second World War Garioch served in the Royal Signals, but was a prisoner of war between 1942 and 1945 - the subject of his moving memoir, ‘Two Men and a Blanket’. Both before and after the war he worked as a school teacher in the London area, a profession he later took up when he returned to Edinburgh until the mid-1960s.

Robert Gairloch then became a lexicographer on the 'Dictionary of the Older Scottish Tongue’, and was also a transcriber at the School of Scottish Studies. He was appointed Writing Fellow at the University of Edinburgh in 1971.

Garioch had met Sorley MacLean at Edinburgh University, and poems by both appear in 17 Poems for 6d, published by Garioch. Scots was spoken in the family home and Garioch wrote mostly in Scots all his writing life, but as somewhat of an outsider to the Scottish Renaissance – he was never part of MacDiarmid’s crowd. His Scots was not dictionary-bound in the way MacDiarmid’s was but while he based it on his spoken Edinburgh Scots dialect, he was happy to borrow whatever he thought appropriate. He cared deeply about the craft of writing and was adept at many different verse forms, especially the sonnet, which he used ‘with unsonnet-like tonalities’

Not only writing about Edinburgh, he also tackled larger themes. ‘The Wire’, for instance, is a long allegorical poem on death and imprisonment, based on his time as a prisoner of war; ‘The Muir’ explores science and religion. Both a wee bit too long for the poems I like to read.

His main impact was achieved through his well-crafted shorter poems. My type of verse, nothing too challenging, that keep my attention, which I admit often wavers, my school reports a testament to this, often had the words “Easily distracted” written on them.

Serving as wry observations of Scottish life, especially in Edinburgh, the poems retain a large fanbase to this day, and Garioch is remembered with an inscription in Makars’ Court outside the Writers’ Museum. The Aberdonian poet Roderick Watson said Garioch’s poems “(were) ‘the brilliant fusions of Humanist and modern observer which have established his reputation as one of the greatest of modern Scottish poets.’

He died 26th Apr 1981 in Edinburgh aged 71.

I've cosen this poem because I too have spent many times in Canongate Kirkyard at this Edinburgh Makar's grave.

At Robert Fergusson's Grave

Canongait Kirkyaird in the failing year is auld and grey, the wee rosiers are bare, five gulls leam white agin the dirty air: why are they here?  There's naething for them here.

Why are we here oursels?  We gaither near the grave.  Fergusons mainly, quite a fair turn-out, respectfu, ill at ease, we stare at daith - there's an address - I canna hear.

Aweill, we staund bareheidit in the haar, murnin a man that gaid back til the pool twa-hunner year afore our time.  The glaur

that haps his banes glowres back.  Strang, present dool ruggs at my hairt.  Lichtlie this gin ye daur: here Robert Burns knelt and kissed the mool.

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[aita-blorbos]

AITA for lying to my creations(family??) for years to try to protect them?

I (???M?) am a villain, I have 7 creations, my henchmen. I consider them family but I am unsure of their opinions, so I am just sticking with "creations" or similar. I'm in a rather difficult situation and was hoping for the internet's aid in advising me.

this began 50000 years ago when I was quite foolish and young. I conquered the 7 kingdoms of my homeworld, (I'm not technically from it? but that's complicated and frankly irrelevant so I shall not elaborate.) But ruling all at once was difficult, It was for this task I made my seven creations, assigning them to rule in differing kingdoms.

Unfortunately, a hero (not9m) rose to defeat me, gaided by and enemy of mine (???F) and was successful. I as well as my creations were sealed into stones (not statue-type stones. shiny cyrstal orb stones.) and we stayed that way for 5000 years time, a which point we were resurrected by a villain seeking our power.

however when I rose I felt remorse, you could say. I felt a yearning to be a part of the world that I had so carelessly conquered, and so when a hero much the same as the last came to defeat me once again, I offered him peace, an offer he refused.

I promised myself I would not do this again. not just for the sake of my pride but as I had come to realize something. the source of my power is fear, so if I was to lose my status as a villain, I would be weak.

if this were to happen I am afraid I might lose the strength needed to sustain my creations. I am afraid they may die. and I cannot have that happen.

and so when i rose again, (and an instance this is where I fear i may have been the asshole) i began to lie to and sabotage my creations, convincing them to try their best, getting thing hopes up, and secretly stopping them moments before their victory, when the heroes would come I would throw the fight.

this continued for many years as i continued to be restricted after my defeats, always 5000 years later. this has come to be known to those involved as "The Cycle".

something I regret happened maybe 50 or so cycles ago. One of my creations, one of the youngest (500000M) came to know of my sabotage. he was angered and launched an attack on civilians. in my panicked state, I made a horrible mistake, One that has affected me as well as my creations greatly to this day. I cursed him. he is stuck as a weeping shell of his former self. if I were less of a coward I may attempt to remove the curse, however, I am pitifully weak.

this has affected me specifically the two closest in years to him (they were all created around the same time, so "years" isn't quite accurate, it gets across the point, they vary in age.)

The one older than him (500000M) has been struck greatly by the younger ones curse, he is quite weak these days and I worry for him greatly, and than younger than him (500000F) has distanced herself greatly from me since then, I suspect she knows I am lying about the circumstances of his curse, and maybe more. I worry she despises me.

I think a few of them suspect something, to be frank. the second youngest of my henchmen (500000M) as well as the one of middle age, (500000F) I fear I may have pushed them too hard, or been careless.

currently, it is the 100th cycle. and though have done this again and again I feel more lost than ever. the heroes seem different, if slightly but I will not let that get my hopes up.

the heroes took on the first kingdom with relative ease but when they made it to my second henchman things went poorly, he was planning to blow up the capital of the kingdom. had I not interfered he would have succeeded there is no dought.

the third kingdom was an ordeal to say the least. i had a conversation with two of the heroes, one that when very poorly, and i threatened them sevealy. in adition to that i am exedingly worried for the henchman of that kingdom, i think she is pushing herslef to hard for the sake of me, she is trying so hard to win and i cant even tell her i dont want that.

on a more positive note, I have befriended some people. the villains who had summoned me, a small witchy girl (10?F) and an alien woman (30?F) who has taken the girl under her wing. the girl is loud and bratty in an indearing sort of way, she is quite sad if you get to know her and her past is mysterios. The woman is just in this for the girl it would seem, but she to is trying to outrun her past. i guess all of us are in a way.

I have also become close with the princes of the kingdom i reside in, . she is a kind young woman and i consider her my best friend frakly. i don tknow why she in my firnend to be honest but she had advised me to talk to my henchmen so that i did.

the previosly mention theird youngest of them. it went poorly. i realed my secrets as adviced and he was angry and attempted to fight me, i sealed him in his stone regrertfully. after whitch i payed i vist to the cursed of my underlings. i do not think he is in aany state to even comprehend that i was there, let alone who i was.

i am feeling lost and guilty so do tell, AITA?

[game-trekker]

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[colleenmurphy]

"Do you want some tea with honey?"

"No, I don't want any buggering tea, Colleen."

Came the snap that she'd been expecting, Cage was well...cagey for the lack of a better term as they were crammed into the bus. Their feet were freezing but their faces were roasting and the only hot water they had came form the electric kettle Helene had the good sense to send in Col's back up bag. A huge cookie and brownie bouquet were in the works for Ms. Starling indeed.

She had had a long night, they all had. She had been in charge of not only ensuring their rider had been set up properly ( it hadn't ) but also stitching Cage into the stage clothes she'd made by hand herself for him and ensuring his mic pack didn't budge. ( It had because he moved just as she was stuffing it into the pouch ) and she felt like she had a cold coming on. Being homesick on top of it all hadn't added to the lovey mood but Cage's snapping at her had set her off.

"PULL OVER!"

She barked, making Herschel their ancient bus driver startle and swerve for a moment before guiding their ancient bus to the left side of the shoulder. Wrenching Cage out of his seat with much protest from him and down the two steps out into the damp foggy night. They were in Eryri not too far from Col's Granny's place in Dyfi Hills.

"You've been in a shit mood all damn tour. Is it me? Have I done something so heinous to you that it's come down to you treating me like this?"

Cage stood there fumbling his hands stuffing his pockets.

"N..no I'm just tired."

"We all are, Cage. Get your head out of your arse and be thankful you've got a team working to keep you the green. This entitled rockstar shit doesn't last and you know it. Remember when you first started and how happy you were to be out here..doing...this? Living. Remember that."

Deep down in her gut Colleen knew Cage had lost sight of where he wanted to go. It wasn't about the music anymore for him, it's was just money.

"It's about the music."

He stuttered as he looked down at her Birkenstock covered feet. He noticed that she had on very warm looking handmade wool socks. She had dressed in earthy neutrals this evening, what she wore had been sturdy and homemade, probably back at the cottage land she shared with Nigel. Or rather, formerly shared with Nigel Craven. He'd heard around that she'd asked him to leave. He wondered how she was holding up. But he didn't dare ask because she'd say she was fine. Mary Colleen Sheehan was always fine even if she was on fire and falling apart.

"It's always been about the music. You just got a little lost."

Offering him her hand he allowed her to lead him back to the van with a small smile.

"Why didn't you punch him, love?"

Herschel enquired to her, his large watery blue eyes looking impossibly large and very owlish behind his spectacles.

"Because I plan on getting him smoked up on some gaid and we'll be good to go. Give a moment."

Cracking open one of the fiddly creaky windows with just enough grace about her to mutter an under breath curse as she pinched her fingers. Settling herself down into the seat and patting the squishy bit of cushion beside her, a beanbag she'd brought along just in case, and smiled opening her leather carry all tote. A certain smell that Cage would always associate with Col wafted towards him as he tried to watch her long nimble fingers grind and steadily pack a tiny bowl in her ceramic pipe. In this moment his friend and de facto manager looked like a forest gnome bundled against the chill and smoking her Gandalf pipe. Passing the pipe and a lighter to him she smiled.

"It'll help your appetite. I know you still get those spells of not wanting to eat."

A narrow glance at her through his dark fringe.

"Nigel told you."

"Yes he did but I'm also not blind you git. Out of practice are we? Put it in your mouth tilt the hot flame towards it and inhale small and slow."

She even mimed it for him with a tiny mirth filled smile. She and Nigel truly were his dearest friends. He missed Charlie Wilbury and he knows Colleen does. His Irish friend had been through hell and back and had come back home to her home country to spend time with her family. America hadn't felt like much of a home after she'd been put on lock down in the compound like house she and Charlie had owned.

'With every beat of my heart. But he'd want us to go on living.'

He heard her in his head as he snuck a look at her as he did as she instructed. The heady sweet heavy scent of brown sugar and burnt rope filled the bus and trailed out the window into the starry night. He watched her reach into her purse once more and pull out a flask.

"This is Minnie's cure all additive to your tea. Especially when it's cold."

Tipping a slug into the awaiting teacup she had perched form her last offer to him and held it out. Herschel had pulled the back onto the road after Maurice had gotten the thumbs up from Col.

"Trade you."

Something about the way that she smelled like lavender honey, cinnamon spice tea and weed made Cage drowsy. He detected a note of Temple Incense in there somewhere too, she always had the cones on her after Charlie passed. Holding out the bowl to her and taking the heavy handled brightly colored Polishware mug he took a sip. He watched as she took a dainty hit and held it before taking a sip of her own directly from the flask. He took a second and then a third sip as she exhaled a plume of smoke that sailed out over her left shoulder.

"God help those poor sheep."

She muttered as she crossed herself and as they shared a look they erupted into a fit of the giggles. Five minutes later Maurice and Colm got in on the fun and an acoustic was brought out. Herschel found himself being entertained all the way Bala. As he listed to Colleen sing along with Colm and Maurice he noticed her light come back. Here she was singing about the Calvary Cross and that bitch called a muse and the rigors of tour life with a smile on her face as if her world hadn't fallen apart just three years before.

This was exactly what Cage had forgotten about, simply living in the moment and being carried by the music.

[mariavefi-08822]

Narrative Report

Alubijid West District Meet 2023, October 19, 2023

The Alubijid West District Meet 2023 was held on October 19, 2023, in Lourdes Elementary School and Lourdes Alubijid National Comprehensive High School, Alubijid, Misamis Oriental. The event aimed to bring together students from various schools in the West Alubijid District to compete in different sports events and select the best players to represent the district in the upcoming Division Meet. The day began promptly at 7:30 am with a vibrant parade featuring the participating schools.

The parade was led by Lourdes Alubijid National High School, followed by Benigwayan Elementary School, Lanao Elementary School, Lonsi Elementary School, Lumbo Elementary School, Lourdes Elementary School, Molocboloc Elementary School, Sampatulog Elementary School, Sikiton Elementary School, Sungay Integrated School, Taparak Integrated School, and Tula Elementary School. Students proudly marched with colorful banners and uniforms, showcasing their school spirit.

After the parade, the program officially commenced with an opening prayer followed by the singing of the National Anthem. Hazel C. Tequillo, the Principal of Lanao Elementary School, then acknowledged the participants from the different West Alubijid District Schools.

The participating schools simultaneously raised their banners, symbolizing their commitment to fair play and competition. The atmosphere was charged with excitement and camaraderie as students prepared themselves for a day of intense sports competitions.

Mrs. Ely L. Magdale, the School Principal of Lourdes Elementary School, delivered the opening remarks, expressing her gratitude for the opportunity to host the District Meet and encouraging all participants to give their best. She emphasized the importance of sportsmanship and teamwork, reminding everyone that the true victory lies not only in winning but in the valuable lessons learned through healthy competition.

The Regional Player, Jenny Rose, led the Oath of Amateurism, emphasizing the importance of fair play and integrity in sports. This was followed by the Oath of Officiating Officials, led by Mr. Jegenio J. Camensi, ensuring that the officials would uphold the principles of fairness, impartiality, and professionalism in their duties.

Gerry Gaid Fabria, the West Alubijid District Supervisor, delivered an inspirational message and officially declared the start of the District Meet. He highlighted the significance of such events in promoting physical fitness, character development, and fostering friendly relationships among students.

To ensure a fair and organized competition, officiating officials assigned to each game declared the house rules for their respective sports. Events included volleyball for boys and girls in both Junior High School (JHS) and Elementary levels, basketball for boys in JHS and Elementary, Sepak Takraw for JHS and Elementary, chess, billiard for JHS boys and girls, discus throw for Elementary boys and girls, and athletics such as running for Elementary and JHS categories.

Throughout the day and into the evening, the various games were played simultaneously. From the cheers on the volleyball court to the fast-paced basketball matches, the students showcased their skills and determination, creating an electric atmosphere of competition and sportsmanship.

As the day progressed, the best players emerged, displaying their exceptional talent and dedication to their respective sports. These standout athletes will have the privilege of representing the West Alubijid District in the upcoming Division Meet.

The Alubijid West District Meet 2023 was a resounding success, not only in terms of the thrilling sports competitions but also in promoting camaraderie, teamwork, and the pursuit of excellence among the student-athletes. The event concluded with a sense of accomplishment and anticipation for future sporting events, demonstrating the immense potential and talent within the West Alubijid District

Narrated by:

                       Maria Vefi T. Saarenas

                                              

[mae48maemae]

August 29 - the love of my life proposed to me 💍. I didn’t expect that to happen because I thought it was just a family dinner with pictorial. I was so surprised and very happy, at the ame time I am so emotional. Emotional that you love me even I am so broken. I told you before to find another woman that has a happy life, or let’s say a woman that is too opposite to me.

But I don’t know what happened! You still accept me for who I am. ! I love you so much, Rolen Sian Gaid ❤️ Forever and ever and always.