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Court JestHER
As we all know, the past has not been particularly kind to women, people of color, members of LGBTQ+ community, or individuals with disabilities. We are still seeing constant threats to the progress we’ve made towards equality. I’m sure every woman and minority who approaches this Vocal challenge has considered this.
By Leslie Writes3 years ago in History
Hearths. Runner-Up in Past Life Challenge.
I have had a massive shift in my theology and philosophy, parting from a very conservative background. My degree is in Missions, but much like Van Gogh, I found that what I really want to do is art. Or in my case, blow glass. At the same time, I do still hold to the most fundamental tenets of the Christian faith, thus the life of Christ is still dear to me. I immediately thought of this era for my "past life" because it was a beautiful time for both glass and my faith. This setting, era and occupation would be the apex of my deepest passions.
By Meagan Dion3 years ago in History
THE FOOLISH SCRIBE
July 8th, 1725 Dearest Diary, T'was a day of common jesting and extraordinary revelation - the year of our Lord, 1725. No sun had presented itself today, its warmth remained absent, as if hiding behind the heavy grey clouds. In the pristine halls of King's court, my existence continues merely as that, of the jester. Amidst the joy of the court, the laughter and scorn, I mask my soul's longing for the lyrical symphony that quills serve upon parchment.
By Ashleigh Bartlett3 years ago in History
The Spinster Seamstress
Diiiiiiiing! Lois’s alarm clock blared. Blinking in the dark, she felt for the clock on the nightstand and switched it off. The small bedroom was bathed in dim light as she switched on the lamp. She rose, showered, dressed, and fixed a simple breakfast of eggs, toast, and coffee. Her gray tabby cat, Earl, rubbed against her legs as she turned on the gas stove to cook her eggs. He looked up, greeting her with a meow, and she laughed. Good old Earl! He was the only man Lois let into her life!
By Morgan Rhianna Bland3 years ago in History
No Good Word For It
Somewhere in the incarnation record is a timeline of when I was a perfumer. Professionally, I created scents and blended fragrances for scented products. The Latin root of this word, perfumare, means “to smoke through,” referring to even older timelines when I made aromas by burning a substance and letting the smoke perfume the air. I was a parfumeur during the Old French period from about the 9th to the 14 century when the language retained its Latin influence but changed phonologically, adding nasalized sounds here and there. After the Norman conquest of 1066, the term was solidified and we still use it today.
By Nicky Frankly3 years ago in History
MY JOURNEY OF COMPASSION
A Call to Serve. Growing up in the vibrant streets of London, I have always been intrigued by tales from years ago and the struggles that those in need had to face. I had an intense desire to make a meaningful impact and to provide support to those who had not been blessed with the same advantages as myself. I would never have guessed that my life would take me to a monumental experience with the Salvation Army in 1866.
By Beverley Strachan3 years ago in History
