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THE GREETINGS AND IDLE CHAT THREAD 2018
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Orinoco Womble (tidy bag and all)
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Feb 22, 2018 12:39AM
I found Manisha's blog many years ago quite by accident. I was running some searches for info on Anne Frank's family and she had posted the only known film of her. It's not meant to be of Anne, it was an old cine-camera film of a wedding couple leaving the apartment house, but Anne pedals up on her bike and goes into the building and then her mother and sister come out on the balcony. Lasts just a few seconds but is very moving. Well, it is if you feel about Anne the way I do.
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The actual Anne Frank, that's nice:)
Are her fingers deep-fried or baked, mrbooks? You should be a stand-up comic:)
Well, when I take my GAD meds, baked, actually...LOL
Groovy wrote: "The actual Anne Frank, that's nice:)"It's on YT too. Rare footage of Anne Frank, it's called.
Orinoco Womble (tidy bag and all) wrote: "I found Manisha's blog many years ago quite by accident. I was running some searches for info on Anne Frank's family and she had posted the only known film of her. It's not meant to be of Anne, it ..."Ori, I think we all do I have read her Diary and have seen the movie and all the Documentaries and have been to the house where they were hidden not once but twice It is a moving and touching place to visit. Even with the thousands of tourists visiting it you can feel the fear in the house.
Groovy wrote: "Are her fingers deep-fried or baked, mrbooks? You should be a stand-up comic:)"Nope, lady fingers are par boiled then drained and dried then deep fried then cooled then rolled in oats and baked for 15 min. you serve them with a bit of a honey dip and you have some sweet and crunchy lady fingers.
I can't read that without thinking about the crunchy fingernails. mrbooks, did you get to see the attic they were hidden in? And do they know who it actually was that turned them in? I'm curious how that person's family feels about that if any are alive today.
I saw a documentary called After the Diary that said Mr Frank was already being blackmailed by someone before they went into hiding, which was why their going was so sudden, before their plans were complete. They said he was the person who sold them out to the Grunpolizei. It's possible that the people who broke into the office twice were aware of something, as well.I've always had my suspicions of Van Maaren as a Nazi informer, myself.
Wow. I saw a documentary also, but it was so long ago.
Groovy wrote: "I can't read that without thinking about the crunchy fingernails. mrbooks, did you get to see the attic they were hidden in? And do they know who it actually was that turned them in? I'm curious ..."
Yes I got to see it and even walk around a bit of it very chilling. The consensus is it was the thief that broke into the warehouse during Christmas when it was suppose to be empty. It seems he got away with it for turning them in.
So, it seems there are two stories to this--hmmmm.
I have heard of the other theory, but it was proven to be a false claim. According to Nazi arrest records the thief was arrested and then let go because of his cooperation with the authorities.
I forgot to add that the 2018 Olympics is finally over. I've had enough of skates and skis to last me four years:)
Oh they were just skating through to get done what they had to get done. and the Skiing was all down hill anyway.
I'm just glad you're back, honey.I had a brush with depression this week--been under a lot of stress and v. busy for two weeks and didn't get enough rest. I actually walked out of church on Sunday--it was just too peopley out there for me.
Fortunately yesterday was a local holiday and it rained !!!! so I lay in bed and watched DVDs and chilled out.
Hang in there Ori. Fore warn are with you just drop a line and we will answers as quick as we can. Fore warning though not tomorrow as I am down the church it is my daughters 5th anniversary.
Well, my daughter got her 23andme results back. And just as I thought, we're a patchwork quilt of heritage. Here are the results:West African(Ghana)--Yes! Say it loud!! I thought for sure we came from Nigeria, though.
Irish and British--Not surprised. But what I am surprised at is we also have Scandinavian in us. What??!!! Where did that come from?
Italian--Didn't see that coming
Southern Asian & Native American--That comes from other side:)
I used to wonder why the people on Finding Your Roots PBS show would always cry at the results. Now I know. I heard so much about a slave ancestor from my grandmother. And when I saw her West African DNA, it made her real. She started it all here. This woman who went through so much, who gave birth to three sons by her owner, looking at her DNA is so emotional. I wish I could hug her.
Wow groovy it sounds like you have half of Europe in you I know a little of mine American Indian English French with a German first name if that counts. This is all the information my mother found out well not the French that comes from my fathers side, his mother and father both came down from Canada and both there parents came over on the boat to the US and made there way to Canada after docking in New York Staten island. so here I am 4 generations later back in Europe so to speak LOL.
Half of Europe--LOL! It seems my ancestors were quite the rolling stones:)I forgot to add the small percentage of French and German. Could be you and I are related--right? You should do the test, mrbooks. You'd be surprised at what else you're made of:) Maybe kings!!
LOL I doubt that more like the fools or the jesters.. My ancestors would have been the ones to shovel out the S@*% house or muck out the barn. I have always been told I am full of S@*%.
Sometimes I wonder about these DNA tests, though. They always seem to come up with something normal and then something clear out in left field or even impossible. A guy I know of who was born in China and all his people since time, was told that he has Chinese and Mongol blood--and gypsy? No, don't think so. The Rom never made that far, and his people never stepped outside Sichuan until his father went to the States in the eighties, so...
For technicians whose never met me or my daughter and knows what the majority of our DNA is made of (African-American) they got that and everything else right. I always knew about the European ancestors, even though I was a little caught off by the Italian. But with this family, it's definitely possible...And if they can tell 100% of the time who the daddy is or isn't, then they must know what they're doing.
Although science has improved and things have moved on as they say, I wouldn't guarantee the parentage is 100% accurate. There are documented cases of DNA foul ups. Normally centered around twins. There is one case I read about where a man was accused of murder proven by DNA. come to find out it wasn't him it was his twin brother he didn't know he had. He spent years in Jail because of it.
I can understand how that went wrong. And I agree, it's not perfect, but pretty darn close. Just make sure the company is reputable.
what the company you hang with or the company you hire to do the test?
Just heard a dear online friend is dying of cancer. Trying to get my head around that. She has been such a tower of strength to me in the short time we've known each other.Sorry to be a downer guys but...ouch.
Ori, sorry to hear about your friend we completely understand how you are feeling.
She won't be online any more, too busy dealing with it. So I can't even send her little messages of support.
Send it anyway you never know she might stop by and see it, never give up trying.
I'm so sorry to hear about your friend. I agree with mrbooks, hopefully, she'll get your messages of support once she's had time to deal with what she's going through.
Well, she told me she's dying, so I don't think I'll hear again. But I sent that message anyway, just in case she can check in without speaking. Sometimes it's important to say it, even if they can't hear.Another topic: I read reviews of people who say they have depression and other horrible problems. I have it myself, I would be the last to make fun of it. But then you check their favourites and what they're reading, and they're filling their minds with vampires, dystopia, shape-shifters and violence. Serial killers and true crime and I don't know whatall.
No wonder they're depressed. I deal with cyclic depression, and I know that stuff would just bring it on, so I read escapist fluff. Or at least stuff that informs and interests.
I've lost quite a few family members to cancers of all types. My 12 year old niece was the latest. Right now, your friend and her family are going through devastation, heartbreak, trying to deal with what's next, and in the end losing her. It's a very, very trying time. But they'll learn to deal with what's happened, accept it, and get through it together.I've suffered from depression all my life because of the environment I was raised in. But one of the things that makes me happy are monster movies (Godzilla is my favorite), suspenseful, serial killer who-dunnits,--anything that's meant to frighten. Except those dumb movies with ghosts popping out to make you jump. That's so old and overdone.
Orinoco Womble (tidy bag and all) wrote: "Well, she told me she's dying, so I don't think I'll hear again. But I sent that message anyway, just in case she can check in without speaking. Sometimes it's important to say it, even if they can..."I know what your friend and her family are going through, having gone through it my self. Accepting your own death or a close family members death is soul destroying. For her, knowing she doesn't have long has ripped the heart out of her knowing her family is going to be lost without her is doing the same. For her family trying to keep things up beat to help her cope, to not show the fears and tears you have inside is all important.
Just knowing someone is there to talk to who is out side of the circle is all important. Someone who isn't so emotionally attached someone who will listen to your fears and dry your tears to hold you and rock you in your despair is all important to her
I understand your statement on the depression. For me the vampires and dystopia are my fluff to help me escape my depression it's my form of fluff.
I do read Golden Age detectives (Ngaio Marsh, Sayers et al) but I guess I had enough "gritty violence" before I was 20 to do me.After years of counselling, I realised around age 45 that I am no longer afraid of the dark! I told my former counsellor this and she was thrilled. When your worst enemies are members of your own family, you grow up scared.
Exactly, Orinoco. You grow up scared, you wake up scared. You face life alone because there's no support from the ones who are supposed to show you loyalty and love (and that was scary at times) But going through what no child should ever have to, has made me who I am. So, something good came out of it all--I think.
Yes Groovy you are stronger for it, I wish you didn't have to go through all you went through but it has made you a wiser stronger person and a better friend.
Have you ever carried/read a book to be seen reading it? I mean, yeah--when you were younger, like say on public transport or waiting in an airport, or if someone you wanted to impress was coming over, you'd just happen to leave a certain book in plain sight.I have known people who do this. Or pretend to have read something and they haven't. And it's something you have read/studied, so you ask them about stuff and figure out they're just mouthing what they've heard other people say.
mrbooks wrote: "Yes Groovy you are stronger for it, I wish you didn't have to go through all you went through but it has made you a wiser stronger person and a better friend."Thank-you, mrbooks. I appreciate you saying that. I wish none of us had to go through such pain in life. You get to be a child only once. And you shouldn't have to live it in "trouble and strife", as my favorite song goes. But I know like you, I was determined it wasn't going to destroy me. You have to deal with the depression, but I think the three of us have proven we can get through it.
As for leaving a book out to be seen--can't say I have.
I always tell people I'm having my happy childhood now! I remember watching the movie of "The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie" when I was about 11, and the scene at the end where all the girls are running out of the school on the last day of term hit me like a ton of bricks...somehow with the music and all it struck me that it was too late to have a happy childhood, to have a happy family etc. and I cried for hours. My mother finally got out of me what I was so upset about, and for awhile she accepted what I said...later of course she used it against me.
Ori, the advantage of memories is you can use them to change who you are and who you want to be.One of the things that really irritates me is someone who blames being abused in there childhood for them committing the same vile act. If you are treated in a certain way and know how it affects you why would you then in turn do it to others? They say it is learned behavior I disagree I was brought up fatherless as a step child with little to no male roll model does that mean I do the same to my children? No I did the exact opposite I would do anything to stay in my children's lives. Now I am probably looked at as an annoying old fool, but they know I am there and always have been and always will be.
About leaving a book out to make it look like I read it, nope not my style I would actually read the darn thing. But I know what you are talking about. I have people try to talk to me about Stephen King books, Yes I am a King Fan you can shoot me later LOL. They quickly learn not to unless they want an in depth point by point discussion about the characters and the flow of the story and where they felt he was strong and weak. Well all but one have learned. The one keeps opening his mouth then getting shot in the foot. I even told him to read the book before he tries to discuss it with me or anyone who actually knows how to read. Yes I can be a cruel ba@%*&^ .
I so agree, MrB. My parents quarrelled constantly, basically because they married in their teens and never matured beyond that point. I decided I did NOT want raised voices in my house, and we don't have them. There are many ways of disagreeing besides shouting. You can even compromise, or negotiate, or take turns getting what you want if the other person wants something different. As for the abuse thing, well. We've just had a particularly nasty child murder, which revealed another previously by the same person (in that case, it was her own child) who basically "removed" the kids because they were in the way of what she wanted. I can't even talk about such things because I get so angry I can't speak. And if I should, take cover!!
Like you, mrbooks, I was determined to be the exact opposite of the woman who raised me. I don't call her mother, because she doesn't deserve that title. My sister was treated like a QUEEN, whereas I was often told how unwanted I was, wished I was never born, hated the ground I walked on, blah, blah, blah. She treated my three half siblings like any normal mother would, but when it came to me, she wouldn't lift a finger in my behalf. I could never understand that. But once I matured, I decided it didn't matter anymore, it's her loss.So, I was determined to be the mother I never had. My daughter and I are the bestest of friends and we have fun together. So I agree, there's no reason to be the evil that terrorized you. Rise above it. Be the good in others' lives.
And believe me, your children do not see you as an "annoying old fool", but a big bundle of love they were blessed with.
And one thing I still deal with is when I look at the relationships of my friends and their mothers, sometimes it hits me how I will never know the unconditional love of a mother; her unswerving support; someone to go to when I need a shoulder. But it's something I can't change, and I just have to accept it, and be proud of the mother I am.
Groovy wrote: "Like you, mrbooks, I was determined to be the exact opposite of the woman who raised me. I don't call her mother, because she doesn't deserve that title. My sister was treated like a QUEEN, whereas..."I hear you Groovy. I was the unwanted last child who should have been a boy (wow, then I would have been the Little Emperor! For my folks a schlong between the legs meant total perfection) and my sister 3 yrs older than me was Little Miss Perfect. She and Lucy Van Pelt were separated at birth, and she was a mean little female pup all her life, which my parents couldn't see. That is until she got married and my dad died, and I left home. Then Mom spent more and more time with Miss Perfect and discovered the dark side of her personality; since I wasn't around to treat like dirt, she transferred her sarcasm and meanness to my mother.
Sis has a now-adult son I've never seen. I shudder to think what he's like.
It's too bad we can't pick our families, especially our parents.
That's a thought, but the question who would you pick for a family ?
That's easy, a mother who loves me unconditionally, whose wisdom and guidance keeps me from making mistakes I'd regret the rest of my life, (which I have), someone with a sturdy shoulder to lean on when I need to, can never say I love you or hug me enough, etc., etc., The rest of them will fall into place.Oh, and I don't care if she has a hump or a third eye, green or blue. If she's filled with love, that's alright with me.
I recommend you see the Australian film "The Castle", an indy film that was a surprise hit. I'd like a family like Darryl's. They may not be the sharpest knives in the drawer but they all think the other family members are just tops, everything they do is wonderful in each other's eyes. "How's the serenity?"
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