This is the clips of MW on Rove in Australia on Mothers day.
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This is the clips of MW on Rove in Australia on Mothers day.
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Duration : 0:9:46
Mother’s Day Flower Project 2008
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25 Aug
What an amazing song to mothers. I’ve always loved hearing this song and playing piano for it. BUT, what a treat when I decided to play AND sing it…WOW, it must have taken me about 2 hours and 25 takes!! lol, seriously. My voice is shot but I eventually got it all out :p Hope you enjoy and thanks again to all of the loving mothers out there
Phil
Lyrics:
Mom and Dad were reading in the den
Mom said, ‘I’m gonna go to bed, it’s late.’
She went to the kitchen to make three
School lunches another night in a mother’s day.
Put the cereal bowls out for breakfast,
Set the coffee maker for 6:00am;
Sewed a loose button on brother’s shirt for him;
Checked sister’s math homework, sent a note to the teacher,
Added eggs to the grocery list;
Started a load of wash, made sure the doors were locked,
Put water in the puppy’s dish;
Wrote a check to the children’s piano teacher,
Turn the dishwasher on;
And Dad called out, ‘Honey what’s takin’ you so long?’
Have I ever thanked you for everything you’ve done?
Now all that I can say is, ‘I love you Mom.’
Hung some art on the refrigerator door and
Headed up the stairs;
Kissed all the children and helped Sister comb her
Wavy golden hair.
Washed her make-up off and turned on the bath;
Lay down in the moon soft light
And kissed dad goodnight.
Have I ever thanked you for everything you’ve done?
Now all that I can say is, ‘I love you Mom.’
Thank you for nursing me through all those colds and fevers;
Thank you for believin’ in me when they were no other believers.
And it’s never too late to say, ‘I love you Mom.’
Duration : 0:4:21
25 Aug
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Yo momma is so beloved…See our videos a month earlier at http://www.collegehumor.com/originals, check us out at our mobile site and follow us at http://www.twitter.com/collegehumor
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22 Aug
Small business owner Andy Buyting discusses the importance of efficient, reliable payment processing for his garden centres busiest day of the year.
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I followed a small river from its source down a mountain.I cut the video,this is the edits of my walk.
Since 2006 i look at things very different than before,i can pickup a rock and hold and wonder of its past.I can poke a stick at the earth of an upturn old tree to see what might fall out.I hold the earth in my hands or handfull of beach and feel im rich and im glad of these things.I listen to the wind,and when i hear birds i listen and wonder if there just might be a message for me in there chirps or squaks. I look for signs everywhere i go.I study anything and everything that comes into my path.I seem to have lost all my ambitions,and im just glad of each day as it comes and go.
I have lost my home and my past has went with it,i stopped to celebrate Christmas,i try to distance myself from it,i feel guilty of gifts and cant see God nor Christ in it.I wonder why the birth of Jesus has no date and why Constantine burn books.Before i went on that walk December 2006,i had read only ever two books all my life. I never felt welcome in any church i had been to,i have not been in many but i felt i was to poor and not of the right sort.It seem to me from an early age,that you had to have a certain standard of wealth or living to be welcome there,my clothes did not fit.
When i was 8 my father died,he had cancer,he was only 40 and left a family of seven.My mother did the best she could,but we got evicted from our home and i spent the rest of my childhood and teenage years moving from one school to the next.I found out from that early age nobody likes the poor.My mother worked hard and i never seen her with another man, to this day she has never even went on a date and she was only 40 and was very bonnie,i guess she thought to look after our welfare rather than her needs as a woman.I dont want to get into a book of my life here,but these things that people see important status,image,wealth,they are the things that breed vanity,and when you see yourself as better than someone else and group together with similar peoples,you leave behind humanity.There is No chosen people,there are only people. Who said come out of Rome ? How many today even know what is Rome ? The more i try to come out of her,the harder my life becomes.i know why do you ? Rajinder you were right,people put men in robes between themselves and God.They fear a book but dont understand the Fear of God.God dose not want blind followers who will not question letters written by the hands of men,but there are millions all over the world following those men in churches and temples who repeat words from books to make a living. What God gives he gives freely,those who sell God to make a living for themselves are selling false comfort and are misleading the people.Each of us has to go to God ourselves.Before i went to God on December 2006,i wept. I did not know why i wept,the whole day i wept.I know why,i wept because there was No man to lead me to God.There was no flesh alive that came to me and said son hold my hand,i will show you the way.That day i buried my faith in man,and picked up the cross.
God Bless you All…
Duration : 0:5:42
http://www.ohairganics.com/ORGANIC_GIFTS_s/726.htm Top 5 Mother’s Day Gifts
Duration : 0:1:40
21 Aug
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Duration : 0:0:29
19 Aug
On February 14, 2001 Michael Jackson’s initiative ‘Heal the Kids’ presented a ‘Valentine’s Day Extravaganza’ at Carnegie Hall, New York City, USA, featuring an all-star panel of celebrities and experts.
Michael welcomed the participants and the audience with the following words:
“I would like to welcome you to Carnegie Hall, the world’s most famous concert hall to hear an entirely different kind of music, a loftier melody. It’s a more eternal song.
There are two kinds of music. One comes from the strings of a guitar, the other from the strings of the heart. One sound comes from a chamber orchestra, the other from the beating of the heart’s chamber. One comes from an instrument of graphite and wood, the other from an organ of flesh and blood. This loftier music I speak of tonight is more pleasing than the notes of the most gifted composers, more moving than a marching band, more harmonious than a thousand voices joined in hymn and more powerful than all the world’s percussive instruments combined. That sweet sound of love.
Just a generation ago, it was this sound that could be heard in every turn in every town. It was the sound of love that echoed in the living room when a father giggled with his son or a mother tickled a small infant child. It was the sound of love that echoed from children’s literary classics as the parents read children dreamy tales before they went to bed. And it was the sound of love that reverberated in their dinner conversations. Between parents and children, not just once a year over turkey and stuffing but everyday for peace and prosper.
Sadly, that sound has become a lost melody, a forgotten refrain, an empty tune and all we have in its place today is a dark and terrible noise. Instead of dinner conversations, there is the noise of video games. Instead of homework there is the din of the evening news. And instead of regular conversations between parents and children about drugs and violence, there is the deafening sound of silence.
Who among us would have believed that the sound of children at their playgrounds would be replaced by the sound of automatic machine-gun fire at our schools? That the sound of little girls skipping rope would be overshadowed by the frantic squeals of children dodging bullets? Yet, instead of loving our children more, we install metal detectors in our schools.
Are we blind to the fact that our children are raging against the indifference, crying out against the abandonment or thundering against the neglect?
‘Heal The Kids’ is about doing something, about making a difference and trying to help adults and parents realize that it’s in our power to change the world that our children live in. As a wise man once said, “If not us, then who; if not now, when?”
My friends, with two children of my own, I know what it means to have to balance the demand of family and career — let’s not even talk about finding a date for myself, even though Rabbi Shmuley keeps telling me he’s going to find me the perfect woman. My response is, “As long as it’s not a journalist.”
But learning how to strike this very necessary balance is what this special evening is all about. In three weeks time, at Oxford University I will be delivering an address with strong implications for dealing with the parent-child relationship and it’s an address that is certain to surprise you. Until then, I want to thank you all for coming out, showing your love. And I want to offer a couple of special thank-yous. I’m overjoyed that we have 100 New York City teachers with us. I want to thank Steven Shaunfeld, he’s a wonderful, wonderful man. Everything he does for ‘Heal the Kids’ is just incredible.
Together we can make a change for the better; together we can heal the world and make it a better place. God bless you all, I love you all.”
CLOSING:
“I love you too! (In response to the fans’ screaming)
I want to thank you for participating. I truly hope that the thoughts expressed tonight will inspire all of us to love our children with all our hearts and souls. I would now like to take a moment to express my thanks to our participants. God Bless you all and I hope to see you at Oxford.”
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