This is the day the Lord has made let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24
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Paper Artist Calvin Nicholls
There is nothing simple or ordinary about his paper art. Where we would simply use a piece of paper and a pair of scissors, Calvin uses everything you could possibly think of to carve, cut and rip perfect details onto his creations.
The motifs are all wildlife, and that must be one of the hardest categories of things to make with paper since there are sometimes impossible details on animals.
These details are amazing and I can't even fathom the time it must have taken to create these masterpieces of art.
The motifs are all wildlife, and that must be one of the hardest categories of things to make with paper since there are sometimes impossible details on animals.
These details are amazing and I can't even fathom the time it must have taken to create these masterpieces of art.
Monday, November 21, 2011
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CAN YOU READ THIS????
Di Tri Berrese
Uans appona taim uas tri berrese: mamma berre, pappa berre, e bebi berre. Live inne contri nire foresta. NAISE AUS. (NO MUGHEGGIA.) Uanne dei pappa, mamma, e beibi go tooda bice, onie, a fughette locche di doore.
Bai enne bai commese Goldilocchese. Sci garra nattinghe tu do batte maiche troble. Sci puscie olle fudde doan di maute; no live cromme. Den sci gos appesterrese enne slipse in olle beddse. LEILEI SLOBBE!
Bai enne bai commese omme di tri berrese, olle sonnebronnde, enne send inne scius. Dei garra no fudde; dei garra no beddse. En ura dei goine do tu Goldilocchese? Tro erre inne strit? Colle Puissemenne? FETTE CIENZE!
Dei uas Italien Berrese, erne dei slippe onna florre.
Goldilocchese stei derre tri uicase; itte aute ausenomme, en guiste bicose dei eshe erre tu meiche di beddse, sci sei, "No aye," enne runne omme criane to erre mamma, tellen erre aut bade berrese dei uer.
Uatsiuse? Uara iu goine du-go comleine sittiolle?
(Author Unknown. Adapted from Di Tri Berrese, which appears in Do I Really Have to Teach Reading? by Cris Tovani)
NOW READ IT AGAIN....THE TRANSLATION IS BELOW!
The Three Bears
Once upon a time was three bears: mama bear, papa bear, and baby bear. Live in the country near forest. NICE HOUSE. (No mortgage.) One day papa, mama, and baby go to the beach only they forget to lock the door.
By and by comes Goldilocks. She got nothing to do but make trouble. She push all the food down the mouth; no leave crumb. Then she goes upstairs and sleeps in all the beds.
LAZY SLOB!
By and by comes home the three bears, all sun-browned, and sand in shoes. They got no food; they got no beds. What are they going do to Goldilocks? Throw her in the street? Call a policeman?
FAT CHANCE! They was Italian bears, and they sleep on the floor.
Goldilocks stay there three weeks; eating out of house and home; and just because they asked her to make the beds, she says " No way," and run home crying to her mama, telling her what bad bears they are.
What's the use? What are you going to do-go complain city hall?
365 DAYS IN MY LIFE...#104
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