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mochadad says...

Nee's soccer team, The Steelers, played their last game today. If they won today's game, they would finish the season undefeated. The pressure was high and you could sense the urgency in the players.

Unfortunately, the Steelers didn't bring that urgency on the field. When the game started, they were all very tentative and didn't attack the ball as they usually did. They eventually picked up the pace, but only after the opposing team gave them a wake up call by scoring a goal.

That kick in the pants didn't seem to be enough for Nee. She remained pretty lackadaisical on the field. Although, she managed to touch the ball a few times, she never followed through on her kicks.

"At least she kicked the ball," said Nee's grandmother, G-Mom. "That's better than nothing."

"No, it's not better than nothing," I said. "She can play better than that."

"She's doing her best," said G-Mom.

"No, she's not," replied KayEm and I in unison.

I thought things would get better when Nee moved to defense, but they only got worse.

At one point, Nee had a clear defensive stop. All she had to do was kick the ball. Instead, she ran away from the ball and the other team scored a goal. In frustration, I buried my face in my hands. Nee's coach walked by and patted me on the back.

"It's okay man," he said. "It's okay."

It was not okay to her teammates. One of the girls got into Nee's face and yelled, "What is your problem? Why didn't you get the ball?"

When the quarter ended, Nee tentatively walked over to where I was and sat down. By then, I had managed to contain my frustration and was able talk to her rationally.

I kneeled next to her and placed my arm around the back of the chair.

"I know what you're going to say," said Nee.

"What am I going to say?" I asked.

"You're going to say, 'Why didn't I kick the ball?'" she said.

"You're right," I said. "So tell me why you didn't kick it."

"Because the girl running towards me was scary," she said.

"WHAT?" I asked.

"She was scary so I moved out of the way," said Nee.

"Nee," I said calmly. "Never let anyone intimidate you."

"But..." she said.

"No buts," I interrupted. "NEVER let anyone intimidate you."

"Okay," she said.

I wanted to talk more about giving your all and helping the team, but I decided that it would be best to just give her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. Besides, the Steelers won the game and celebrated an undefeated season.

Mocha Dad

 

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Fuzilah says...

Full documentary here:
http://www.youtube.com/user/alexjoneschannel3#grid/user/0D01C6963BFCE25A

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Fuzilah says...


Learn the cruel reality from this youtube playlist:

http://www.youtube.com/user/Monsanto720p#grid/user/B8DC51B28C789BB2

Or this other website:

http://www.twilightearth.com/environment-archive-2/the-world-according-to-monsanto-full-documentary/

 

 

 

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Fuzilah says...

Educate yourself with the full documentary here:

http://www.youtube.com/user/pascal2407#grid/user/1521F205DC1E0925

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Fuzilah says...

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This is a very serious matter , and it has happened to me can happen to anyone of you..

I get requests for adding a  friend at Facebook, I add them as sometimes they are among mutual friends list, I have no qualms, as I always thought there was more transparency on Facebook..words  and an opinion that I take back completely.

I think Fickr has the best format of adding a friend, more control more information, and through the persons choice of groups you know exactly what kind of contact you are adding it is your headache after that..at Flickr I dont add people without a profile or an avatar, I dont add people into porn or semi porn groups..or religious mindset of hate..even if he is from my community or faith.

I got conned at Facebook, the culprit also from Bandra where I live ,who threatened to send underworld goons to my house implicate me in a false police case , get me beaten by the cops,, had added most of mutual friends including my daughter ..and a very close friends nephew in Dubai too..

I wonder his parents know about his activities on Facebook, and I hope Facebook authorities take serious action  of his threats against me I have reported this incident to Facebook authorities enclosing his threatening message to me,  , I have followed this matter in the right direction also..and taken recourse for my safety and that of my immediate family..if anything happens to me you know who is responsible - he is on my block list at Facebook..

I had actually eased out of Facebook nothing personal just a tiredness of mind and blogging spirit.. , only my tweets are connected to Facebook through Flickr Twitter blogs.

I have never denigrated any community .intentionally or intentionally , and because of peoples bias towards my religion, my culture , and the non stop outpouring of hate comments I blocked the comment box . totally disabled at Flickr.

I was fed up of blocking racists , bigots , puritans with the agenda of poison, and promoting sectarian strife..I shoot pictures read me as a photo blogger and a pedestrian poet only.

I have no other problems with comments elsewhere as I have enabled Comment Moderation...


PS
I posted a link on the veiled hijra ..a poem that talks of the hijra and his life as a prostitute , and the need of his to hide his identity from my camera with the end of his saree ..so obviously veil is not a Hijab or a Muslim garment in this context.. and this bloke at Facebook gives such an ugly twist to my link.. I sent him a message and blocked him..

He sent me a response almost a threat to my life, including implicating me in a false police case , I  reported him and his message to Facebook authorities , nor have I deleted his message or his ugly comment..



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Jake says...

If I could play any position in any professional sport, I'd be a closer in baseball.

I'd wear Ricky Vaughn style black-rimmed glasses.  I'd consider a mustache.  I'd rock the high socks sometimes but not always.  And, when they called me in, I'd come out of the bullpen, slowly, with this song blasting over the stadium speakers.

Intimidation.

The MLB Playoffs start in a few hours.  Go Phillies!

Buenas Tardes Amigo by Ween  
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