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48-HOUR CHALLENGE : Media Prompt
Deadl..." I enjoy WDC's birthday bash every year. People from all over the world come together and celebrate. It's a huge party. And working behind the scenes, we have two people - SM and SMs. What does it take, to mae a party successful? 1. Imagination. To think up, conceive the whole thing with a mix of old and new activities. 2. Preparation. Our leaders have been planning for weeks, months, for this. 3. Orchestration. Bringing all the different elements together in harmony. 4. Information. Getting people to know what's going on. 5. Participation. Getting people to log on and participate. That involves understanding what makes them participate and highlighting those aspects. 6. Perspiration. Hard work maintaining all the activities, keeping them going. 7. NO procrastination - all work done on time! Yes, it takes a lot to make a good party. We're blessed we have people who give a lot to we can have fun - and do a lot of learning, too! ![]() |
Tell me, Mistress Hoarder What do you collect? I hoard handbags So I did detect! ![]() You hoard handbags, She hoards jars of honey He hoards neckties They hoard their money. I wonder what pleasure Hoarders get, keeping things? What do they treasure What joy do objects bring? Why not, instead, hoard deeds Acts of courage and kindness Giving to those in need Acts that leave you blessed Hoard good manners Hoard words of wisdom Hoard love and friendship The best treasures in the kingdom Hoard! Hoard! Hoard healthy habits Hoard helpful hands Hoard honesty, hoard heroism Hoard heaving husbands ![]() Hoard the virtues, Hoard the intangibles And then feel the gladness Of which you're truly capable! 28 LINES |
All Words: 190 “You remind me of someone.” I spoke as I accepted the bowl of chocolate mousse. "Really?" he asked. "My hair, my eyes, my voice?" "No. The fact that you don't like chocolate. Funny, isn't it? I didn't imagine that there are two people in the world who don't like chocolate, and to think I've met both of them!" He laughed. "Where did you meet this other chocolate-anarchist?" "At an advertising copywriter's workshop 20 years ago. It wasn't buffet, it was like we're now, getting fixed trays. I was next to him in line. We didn't know each other, but he just put his bowl of chocolate mousse into my plate. Kind of like you did now." "Advertising copywriter's workshop. 20 years ago. Let me see. Was that at Manipal Hotel on St. Mark's Road?" My jaw dropped. He guffawed once more. "So there are NOT two chocolate-haters in this world after all. I retain my uniqueness in this matter, and I'm glad to make your acquaintance for the second time in each of our lives!" I grinned. "I hope you keep hating chocolate and we keep finding ourselves getting acquainted!" |