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Thursday's Canadian Heritage Moment

nobody@vox.com(Strive2Be) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 09:27:05 -0700

Underground Railroad 1840-1860

A one-minute video recreation of a time in Canada's past, followed by a short synopsis.

Synopsis

Between 1840 and 1860, more than 30,000 American slaves came secretly to Canada and freedom

"When my feet first touched the Canadian shore, I threw myself on the ground, rolled in the sand, seized handfuls of it and kissed them." These were the words of Josiah Henson recalling his first moments as a free man. Henson had escaped to Canada along the "underground railroad," a network of secret paths, hiding places and safe houses that stretched from southern states to the borders of Canada. Like countless other immigrants, Henson came to Canada as a refugee escaping brutality and oppression.

The slaves fled the inhuman treatment they suffered in the southern United States, where they were - by law - the property of their owners. Beaten and whipped and forced to obey, many worked up to eighteen hours a day in the fields, returning at night to squalid shacks for meagre rations of corn meal and bacon scraps.

Among the many tragic stories of slavery were tales of husbands taken from wives and of children torn from their mothers to be sold like animals. Captured runaway slaves were often tortured. Professional slave catchers, notorious for their cruelty, tracked runaway slaves all the way from the deep South to the Canadian border. It took enormous courage to escape.

But thanks to the "agents" on the underground railroad [men and women, white and black, Canadian and American], many slaves found freedom in Canada. Some of these agents have become legends. The great Harriet Tubman, an escaped slave herself, returned south again and again to lead others north. A Canadian, Alexander Ross, travelled to southern plantations in the guise of a gentleman bird fancier. His real mission, however, was to direct slaves to the escape routes.

Harriet Tubman

Harriet Tubman was a worker on the Underground Railroad. She made 19 trips from Canada back to the South, and helped free approximately 300 people.

Dr. Martin Luther King said that in the history of black America, "Canada was the north star." The old spiritual, "Follow the Drinking Gourd," gave slaves the hidden advice to keep their eyes on the Gourd [the Big Dipper], which pointed the way north to "heaven," in this case Canada.

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DZg - THE ORB

nobody@vox.com(DZgunrock) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 06:50:42 -0700

DZg - THE ORB

DZgunrock

DZgunrock - THE ORB
3rd JULY 2008, No.256

QUARTET
THE ORB - Mother Nature
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caramel - ｳｯｰｳｯｰｳﾏｳﾏ(ﾟ∀ﾟ)
Stan Getz & Joao Gilberto - Corcovado (Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars)
Katerine - Je suis fete

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Maybe It Was All Just A Dream....Right?

nobody@vox.com(Strive2Be) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 01:42:06 -0700

Squirrel Hacker

So, have you ever sat in the pleasant sun and felt the wisps of breeze as it touches your face, just so you don't have to sit in a stuffy home office to perform boring statistical analysis drudgery? Then you make a little trip into the kitchen to get a nice sweet glass of ice-cold juice to take back out with you to quinch your thirst while you wrestle with those infuriating numerals? Hmmm......your spreadsheet seems to have changed. Could the sun hitting the screen somehow have caused that? And what's this? Pinecone seeds on the keyboard?? And then, ever so slowly, you look back up at the spreadsheet.....and find it has been wiped clean of all your hard work....only to be replaced by coquettish little squirrels. You jump up and quickly look around for the jerk who dared to touch your laptop....only to be greeted by the twittering of little birds and the chattering of squirrels within the surrounding trees. As you peer through the trees and don't see nor hear anything that allows you to know that one of your pals is in hiding, playing a prank, your legs buckle a little and you sit back down by your pinecone-seed coated keyboard and listen to the continuous chattering of the squirrels around you. Could it be that we have allowed the animals too much access to our technology by taking our laptops with us to the beach, on camping trips, even into the backyard? As you look back up at the smiling and wiggling little girlish squirrels on your screen, you hear a voice in your head that you haven't heard since 2002: "The Truth Is Out There."

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hello from norway

nobody@vox.com(Vinti Singh) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 00:34:56 -0700

fjords are amazing.

longer update when i return.

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DZg - GIROPPON

nobody@vox.com(DZgunrock) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 18:08:40 -0700

DZg - GIROPPON

DZgunrock

DZgunrock - GIROPPON
3rd JULY 2008, No.255

DUO
Stars - Moto Blanco Remix
NEZUMI SENPAI - GIROPPON

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neW frOm NAS (mp3's)

nobody@vox.com(kiLian) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 09:12:38 -0700

i just heard about 7tracks off Nas' UNTITLED album...CRAZY
hooke up's below, ur welcome ;-)

Nas

You can't stop us now ft Eban Thomas
Breathe
Queens get the money
We're not alone ft Mykel
Testify
America
Make the world go round ft The Game and Chris Brown

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tHe WALL-E theOry

nobody@vox.com(kiLian) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 08:38:39 -0700

this movie topped the box office the week gone, so its a big deal i guess!
SPOILER ALERT

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bOxer aT 6!!! - A MUST SEE

nobody@vox.com(kiLian) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 08:05:10 -0700

i wont say nothing...

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The Inevitable Passage of Time

nobody@vox.com(Strive2Be) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 07:19:32 -0700

Life and Getting Older

A quotation from the 2003 novel, "The Wife", written by Meg Wolitzer.

"Because as you get older, life sort of eats away at you like battery acid, and all the things you once loved are suddenly harder to find. And when you do find them, you don't have time to enjoy them anymore."

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Natasha Bedingfield: Unwritten (2005)

nobody@vox.com(Strive2Be) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 05:07:20 -0700

Natasha Bedingfield: Unwritten (2005)

Natasha Bedingfield from the United Kingdom. This song, "Unwritten", was released in 2005.

Lyrics:

I am unwritten
You can't read my mind
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand
Ending untold

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else can speak the words on your lips
Put yourself in words not spoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I break traditions
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the line
Within condition
To not make mistakes
But I can't live that way

Chorus

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else can speak the words on your lips
Put yourself in words not spoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

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