Melanie Surani's Blog, page 176
November 14, 2015
michaelmoonsbookshop:
Old 19th century books with gauffered...
Old 19th century books with gauffered page edges .. Repeated patterns made using a heated tool
themoonstruckme:
Hello, I’m French. I live in a town 20 min...
Hello, I’m French. I live in a town 20 min away from Paris. My english isn’t perfect but I want the world to hear what I have to say. I need to talk. I need to feel alive.
Yesterday I was out with my girl and then we ate at her place. We started to watch the football game (France vs Germany). We fell asleep so we turned off the TV.
We woke up at 1:20 am. From this moment, I thought I didn’t woke up. I thought all of this was a nightmare.
I turned on my phone. 32 calls missed from my dad, sister, messages from some of my friends… Also a Facebook notification asking if I was in a safe place. Surreal. We didn’t understand what happened. We turned on the TV. And we saw the news. I immediately called my dad, to tell him I wasn’t in Paris tonight. I was 20 min away from our house actually. I answered my friend’s messages to tell them I was safe.
This is the first time in my life I check if all my friends, family are alive. I have friends, teachers that live in Paris. That love going to concerts, football games, chilling in some bars, because TGIF you know.
All of this made me realize something. How much I love being a human being. How much I love my family, my friends, my country, my world, my humanity. My hands are shaking while typing this message. I cry. People need to get that too. Wherever you are, take care, take care of your family, your friends, and everyone.
After that, me and my girl took each other’s hand. We hugged in silence full of pain. This is the second time we live a moment like this (as you may know, in 01.2015, Charlie Hebdo…). And we cried. She was so scared. I try to calm her down, even if I was so scared to. It feels like a war. I wasn’t in the Bataclan of Paris streets, but it feels like I was there. I feel like this is war. I feel attacked.
All of the schools and universities are closed today. Our president declared the “emergency state” which involves that our frontiers are closed for 12 days minimum. We ignore if some last night’s terrorist are still out. We don’t even realized how many people lost their lives last night. 120 people are declared dead from the attacks. Maybe there are more. This is a horror without name.
Take a look to the picture I put with this post. This is Marianne. The french symbol of democracy, republic and “Liberté, égalité, fraternité”. She is also the symbol of revolution. She means a lot to our history.
Today I cry with Marianne. I cry with every french people. I cry with the world. I want to thank everyone in the world, in the name of all of us, who showed their support to us. Thank you. I feels good to know we’re not alone.
Thank you for reading this. Spread love. Take care. Today we cry. But we will rise again. And to all of this bastards who did that : we will rise again. And there are no place here for you. I don’t believe in god, but religion is not meant to kill people because they are not like you.
Liberté, égalité, fraternité. Vive la République, vive la France.
I can get you two books for free right now. Save your brain!...
I can get you two books for free right now. Save your brain! Read a book.
Awake and The Silent Treatment are both free on Amazon for the rest of the day.
books-andfeminism:
About to start the last unicorn!
I love...
About to start the last unicorn!
I love this book and I’ll read it a hundred times
November 13, 2015
ohfreckle:
kiwiaupair:
rebecca2525:
sherlylikeswaffles:
wonderfulnonsense:
apfelgranate:
icouldu...
In Germany we don’t say “I don’t care” we say “Das ist mir Wurst” which roughly translates as “This is sausage to me” I think that’s beautiful.
no you don’t understand we actually do say that
i crashed my car into a bridge
THIS IS SAUSAGE TO ME
We also say “That’s not my beer” for “That’s none of my buisness” and I think that’s beautiful
is germany even real
My roommate dated a German. When I was making dinner one night, he asked my roommate, “this food… does it taste?”
At our confusion, he explained that in Germany, food either “tastes” or “does not taste”. Which he then said he supposed said something about German food.
To be fair we do say “it tastes good” and “it tastes bad” and many variations thereof, but when we want to be succinct, then yes, it just tastes or doesn’t taste.
Other fun turns of phrase in German include:
“Ich versteh’ nur Bahnhof” = “I only understand train station” for when you’re confused
“Hast du Tomaten auf den Augen?” = “Have you got tomatoes on your eyes?” for when someone’s not seeing the obvious
“Auf die Schippe nehmen” = “Take someone on a shovel”, basically means to take the piss out of someone
“Du gehst mir auf den Sack” = “You’re walking on my sack” for when you’re pissed offthe world is beautiful
also there’s two more variations of “Du gehst mir auf den Sack.” (btw by sack we mean testicle. yeah.)
“Du gehst mir auf den Senkel.” = “You’re walking on my shoelace(s).”
“Du gehst mir auf den Keks.” = “You’re walking on my cookie.”ALSO WE HAVE THE WORD “DOCH” (basically means yes, but in response to someone saying no) AND IT IS A FUCKING TRAGEDY THAT THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE HAS NO EQUIVALENT
I MISS ‘DOCH’ SO MUCH you basically have to settle for “does so” or “yes it does” or something not half as succintly defiant
I also miss “aneinander vorbei reden” = “to talk past each other”, meaning when people are completely missing each other’s points / talking about two different things. It’s such nice imagery.
And we call stupid people “Hans Wurst” = “Hans Sausage” (no matter if you are boy or a girl)
Yeah, if we are surprised we say “Holla die Waldfee” = “Holla the forest fairy”
Seriously though, how do children grow up without “doch” und “trotzdem”?
Holy mackerel I love this soooo!!
We also say “Schnapsidee” for a bad idea, which translates as “booze idea”.
I wish I lived in Germany.
thisbelongsinamuseum:
Just when you think I’ve told you about...
Just when you think I’ve told you about every single miniature museum in the world, I go out and find another one. Why the heck do I keep doing that?
We’ve been all over the place from the mini-Matchbox cars at the Matchbox Road Museum to the pint-sized historical scenes on display at the Jaca Citadel Military Miniatures Museum. And then there are the teeny tiny models of historic buildings at Miniatürk as well as Zarifa’s Salahova’s collection of miniature edition books in Azerbaijan. See! We *have* been everywhere.
But not to Lyon, where you’ll find the Musée Cinéma et Miniature, which was created by miniaturist artist Dan Ohlmann who’s been working on small-scale design for thirty years. The museum has two collections on display. Visitors can see a hundred “hyperreal” miniature scenes depicting daily life from the famous Maxim’s restaurant in Paris to a Zen temple in Japan. The other exhibit focuses on special
effects techniques with over 300 original film props and
artifacts. But who cares about that when it’s the small stuff people want to see. We’re talking about minuscule details no bigger than the size of your thumb or finger nail or… Whatever, I think you get it. Everything’s really little!
just-shower-thoughts:
Our teeth stay perfect inside our skulls for hundreds of years after we die,...
Our teeth stay perfect inside our skulls for hundreds of years after we die, but need constant maintenance while we’re alive.
Damn teeth.
