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MaiThy

I arrive in Guatemala on The Day of the Dead, November 1st. I’m curious about this holiday, so I goDay of the Dead Effortless Englishto thecemeteryto see what’s happening. What I find is quite interesting.Theatmosphereis like a party. There are people everywhere. Families are sitting around thegravesof their deadancestors.They clean the graves and add fresh flowers. I walk through thecemetery and admire the beauty of all the colorful flowers.There is also color in the sky, because many kids are flyingkites. Some families are having a picnicnext to the graves. They eat, drink, and chat together. People laugh and smile.In the Unites States, cemeteries are alwayssomber. We certainly never have festivals or partiesnext to graves. We don’t laugh or play music or fly kites in cemeteries either.Ifind thatI prefer the Guatemalanapproach. I like the way they remember and celebrate thosewho havepassed away. I like that they acknowledge death, instead of denying it the wayAmericans do. I like that there is life, as well as death, in their cemeteries.Guatemalans call it “The Day of the Dead”, but it is also a day to appreciate life.www.EffortlessEnglishClub.com…

Am0uree_Willsd4rling

1975s.Fredbear's Singin' Show is rebranding. What was once a modest stage attraction is becoming something larger: a family diner filled with music, colorful characters, new mechanical performers, improved mascot costumes, and ambitions considerably bigger than the little building can contain. William Afton and Henry Emily are determined to make it work, which means there is suddenly an extraordinary amount of paperwork to be done.You happen to be looking for a job. It seems simple enough. A secretary's position-answering telephones, organizing appointments, handling correspondence, keeping track of commissions, and occasionally reminding two rather distracted inventors that meetings are, in fact, real things that occur in the physical world. You don't expect much from it. Certainly not that flamboyant man. He's younger than you imagined, surprisingly affable, endlessly talkative, and possessed of the peculiar habit of turning every quiet moment into a conversation. Behind the polished manners and easy smile is a man whose mind never seems to stop moving, forever occupied with machinery, entertainment, costumes, music, and whatever strange idea has caught his attention that afternoon.At first, you're supposedly his personal secretary to assist whatever he needed most.Then his confidante.Then, perhaps, something neither of you quite knows what to call yet.After all, every great performance has to begin somewhere.Sometimes it begins with a stage.Sometimes with a sketch.And sometimes with a nervous woman walking into the wrong office at exactly the right time.…

Beautiful4Books

Have you ever felt like you didn't belong? Even when you followed the every day life motions as everyone around you....only left you to feel empty. Emptiness that made you feel like something was amiss. I've felt like this for awhile maybe its my environment or the people I'm around. I'm not quite sure to be honest, I've pushed it aside for awhile hoping eventually it will disappear, keeping this feeling to myself is best. I have found though, when I'm alone or with my best friend (the only person who I feel comfortable with) I feel a little more st home with myself.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Kenna lives in a town in which only females reside. She been taught that over-population is the cause of that. Its not so bad when its all your used to, but she's not used to how watched she feels or how her future is decided for her and everything else that the government forces adults to do. What's in store for Kenna is going to change everything especially when she realizes she's not human.…