Recent Speakings in the Common Room

*The HeadGirl is driving through a parking lot*

Equuschick, in the passenger seat: Don’t hit any mean old ladies.
The HeadGirl: I don’t know any mean old ladies.
Equuschick: You will when I’m old.


*First Year Boy being too noisy with his marbles after being told to quiet down*

DHM: You have just lost your marbles for quite a while.


The HeadGirl: Oh, dear. I left a Connecticut Yankee downstairs.

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The Pathetic Tale of the Equuschick’s Dog, & More

So there the Equuschick was, all ready for bed at 10:20 last night; she just had to brush her teeth and let the dogs out one last time. So out they went, and she shut the door and left them out for TWO MINUTES. When she came back Sadie was waiting sedately on the porch, and Zeus could not be seen. He could be heard, however, splashing about merrily in the creek as if every well-behaved and well-adjusted dog in this modern age took a long dip before bedtime.

She hunted for him for a good forty minutes, but though he could almost always be heard, it’s very hard to see a black dog at night, so eventually she came inside, brushed her teeth, and sat on the computer, knowing he’d show up when he was good and dirty.

He did, at 11:20 pm, and at that point there was no way she was giving him a bath and no way he was coming in without one, so she tied him up in the shed across the yard with his blankie, his toys, and his water bowl. And she went to bed, hoping he’d be happy.

He wasn’t. In fact, judging by the tone of his barks, his feelings were very hurt indeed. There the family was, inside with each other, and there he was, all by himself outside, and he was just crushed, let me tell you.

Cruelly, she steeled herself to his patheticness, and fell asleep.

Until 1:30 am, when DHM came in to tell her that Zeus was on the front porch and he’d dragged his chain and a lawn chair with him. (the DHM notes that it was a metal lawn chair, one of her Grandmother’s special lawn chairs. But we make no mention of it)

Out of bed Equuschick came with a groan, and opened the door to the sight of a devastated doggie who was whining tragically and looking at the Equuschick as if to say, “I don’t know why I’m in trouble, but I’m very very sorry for whatever I did, and please can’t I come in and be with my family now?” *sniffs* It was vewy sad. She knelt down and scratched his chin, and he whimpered and put his paw on her arm, and that was very sad too. He’d dripped dry by then anyway, so she undid his chain and he came inside and laid down on her bed and she kissed the dog child goodnight and they both fell asleep. It was a Happy Ending.

Until 6:40, when the Equuschick got up to get a drink, and then 6:50 am when the garbage truck came by and Zeus thought he would stand on the Equuschick’s bed and intimidate the intruders through the window, and he did the same thing ten minutes later to a farm truck, only this time he thought he’d more effective standing on her stomach.

She looked at the clock and saw the alarm was going to go off in one minute, so she turned it off and promised herself ten minutes. Heh. She woke up half an hour later when her grandmother honked in the driveway. She’d forgotten the grandmother was taking her to work, and that the grandma needed to be in town early. In approximately seven minutes, the Equuschick was dressed, and the horses were fed, and she was in the van apologizing profusely (she’s good).

Her grandma, being a grandma, was most concerned that Equuschick hadn’t eaten breakfast, and offered to drive her by McDonalds. This would have made her late for her appointment, however, so they skipped it and the Equuschick went to work.

An hour later the grandmother walked in the door of the Equuschick’s workplace with an Egg Mcmuffin and a bottle of whole milk for her. Aww. She said she didn’t want the Equuschick wasting away. The Equuschick has the best grandmother in the whooooooooole world.

A coworker has requested the Equuschick buy her a large photo of President Bush while the Equuschick in D.C, so the coworker can throw darts at it.

The Equuschick is of the opinion that her coworker needs a life.

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Movie Review

We finally got around to watching Luther. We’ve been hearing good things about it for quite some time, but didn’t think it was available in our small area. I found it Thursday night in the tiny grocery store of a one grocery store town nearby, purely serendipitiously.

We really liked this movie. We yearn for a soundtrack. There was some language which surprised us- Luther really swears at the devil, and it wasn’t the sort of language we like the First Year students to hear, so we muted a couple of scenes. There’s one crass but amusing but oh, so very crass, sketch shown in one scene- we requested the Common Room Scholars to avert their eyes, because we’re old fashioned That Way.

There are a few grimly realistic scenes of carnage and desolation, from which we also requested certain Common Room scholars of tender years and sensibilities to avert their eyes.

Those small matters aside, this was a really wonderful movie. We particularly adored Sir Peter Ustinov in his role as Prince Frederick the Wise.

You can read another review from The Scatterer.

Highly recommended.

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Musical Notes from Somewhere Else

*Headgirl hurriedly steps in*

I first read this post a few months ago and was very impressed. It discusses the fact that film scores are really classical music’s “saving grace.” Matthew Stevenson’s post was based on this article in the Washington Times. Both are interesting. I would expound on both, but today’s to-do list has 20 tasks on it and they are all time consuming. Tomorrow’s research paper is currently two different documents, so, yes… I needs must fly.

*steps out again*

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Be Still My Soul

Be Still My Soul
Tune: Finlandia
Composer: Jean Sibelius
Lyrics by Catharina von Schlegel, 1752

1. Be still my soul, The Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still my soul; thy best, thy heavenly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

2. Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

3. Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord.
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone
Sorrows forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are passed,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

A Capella Version* here.
The auditory quality isn’t the best, but we believe that joyful and personal praise are more important than production values and entertainment, and the auditory quality is adequate for learning the tune.
It may take a while to download as the file contains many a capella hymns. Be Still My Soul is the first, so you should be able to hit play before it finishes loading.

*A Capella: without instrumental accompaniment: Italian- a, in the manner of; cappella, chapel, choir

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