Quotes
"Tobacco is a product which, if used as directed, kills you in 30-40 years." --Dr. Rogland"A one-handed Seventh-Day Adventist." --Dr. Rogland
"Do they have nursing homes for trees?" --Michael
"I could tell you some Polak jokes, but then we'd have to explain them to Peter!" --Mr. Bond
Mr. Bond: "Peter is really slow."
Peter: "I'm Polish!"
posted by Aletheia @ 6:33 pm
122 Comments:
i have an amazing quote from Dr. Rogland. he was talking about glucose and he said "I'm sure kids these days would say 'Glucose is my homeboy'"
It sounds better out of context, I must admit.
Hey, Amy! It's Emily. So glad you are posting on the blog now!!! And Hi everyone else! I want to visit so much...
Those are some great quotes! Sounds like Coevenant hasn't changed.
emily!! its megan i didnt go on the fieldtrip so im here if you wanna talk.
ps- i got my hair permanently straightened yesterday and its really cool and im really happy!
I heard!!!!! You're coming on Monday, right? I have to see you! Oh, my goodness!!
of course ill be there on monday and this stupid computer wont let me sign on agin so im just gonna stop trying! so how was the trip?
hey rosi you told me to get a stairway to heaven midi file so here is the website
http://www.wavevents.com/MyFilez/midi/ledzepln/stair_h1.mid
http://www.wavevents.com/MyFilez/midi/ledzepln/stair_h1.mid
Thanks, Michael! Great suggestion! How do you like it?
YOU CHANGED THE MUSIC!!
here is one for mxpx
http://209.197.86.65/19580222/punk/mxpx/Chickmagnet.mid
Do you like it, Megan?
Is mxpx a different file form? I don't think my program would run a different form...
And that link didn't work for me....
mxpx is a band and the link should work if you get it off the page where you cant post a comment cuz on the page where it has the post comment box the link is cut off
every one take my quiz
I made a Quiz for You on QuizYourFriends.com
PASTE the link below into your browser.
http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050925000845-944492
Oh, OK, that works. I'll put it on the site tomorrow, OK?
Thanks, Rodi! I'm glad you like it!!! That makes me happy.
The Chickmagnet one is now on the notes page.
awesome. that was the first song i ever learned on bass. and kenny, who is now the bass player for innerveil, was my teacher who taught it to me
Kyewl.
change the music back! this is too slow and depressing!
even tho i like this song i think that led zepplin probly isnt the right choice for a christian schools site it might giv mixed messages to other people who cum on here.
oh and somehow a disco song about sex and love and a guy cheating on a girl is a whole lot better
haha!! no thats not wut i ment! lol but everyone nose that led zeplin has a worst rep than arethra franklin or whoever sang the other song.
hey amy its megan how goes it on your side of the world? for my part here its pretty dull an mizreble.
Megan! How come you didn't come to school? Were you sick?
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it doesnt matter. the song has no words, not that the words in themself are bad anyhow. and it is one of the best pieces of music ever made and i am not the big of a led zeppelin fan, but still, i mean, stop hatin on a brutha
Aaaaaah!!!! Tension!! What should I do?
Hey starfish, welcome to blogland!! Did you figure out my riddle yet? :)
hi starfish aka michelle and isnt the wycliffe thing english?
hey everyone and michelle luv the blogname! heres megans schedule since monday:
monday nite: collapse-mysterious stomach pain
tuesday: at hospital for nine hours being poke, prodded, tested,etc for source of collapseastion- no source found
rest of tuesday nite and wendsday- miserable in bed all day. well luv you guys and see ya tmorrow- megan
Oh, my goodness, Megan, that's horrible!! I'm praying for you! Glad you can come tomorrow!!
Don't you get the feeling starfish doesn't want people to know her name? And then you go and use it?
And yes, Wycliffe was for English. Thanks for correcting me. I'm going to bed now though.
Poor Megan! But I heard about the hair straightening... I bet that will look awesome! Didn't Juliett do that to?
Yeah, she looks great! Juliette's hair is still curly, though. I've always wanted curly hair....
questions of the day:
what are we supposed to read in order to get the answers for the english worksheet? he never gave us page numbers that i remember so i dont get how i am supposed to do it!
also, when did sna. coleman move the retake spanish quiz thingy to?
everyone who hasn't already, please take my quiz
PASTE the link below into your browser.
http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050925000845-944492
it was even better than that, the dr rogland quote was. because after that he said "i know that would get your attention"
i need some help. i left my english book at home so can someone tell me like the first sentence of the general prologue of canterbury tales so i can see if it matches with the online one i found. thanx
As soon as April pierces to the root
The drought of March, and bathes each bud and shoot
Through every vein of sap with gentle showeers From those engendering liquor spring the flowers;
When zephyrs have breathed softly all about
inspiring every wood and field to sprout,
and in the zodiac the youthful sun
His journey halfway through the Ram has run;
When little birds are busy with their song
Who sleep with open eyes the whole night long,
Life stirs their hearts and tingles in them so,
On pilgrimages people long to go
And palmers to set out for distant strands
And foreign shrines renowned in many lands.
Mike, I took your test and got a 40.
thanx. and dangit cuz the translation is the same concept but its different. dangit
oh and not too bad on the quiz
A KNIGHT was with us, and an excellent man, Who from the earliest moment he began
To follow his career loved chivalry,
Truth, openhandness, and courtesy.
He was a stout man in the king's campaigns
And in that cause had gripped his horse's reins
In Christian lands and pagan through the erath,
None farther, and always honored for his worth.
He...Palathia:The Knight had battled the pagan on the three great frontiers of fourteenth century Christendom. It is possible but not likely that a single warrior could have ranged so far over such a span of time. The Knight is obviously and ideal figure. (Chaucer was in one of the wars. The War Of The Roses.)
He was on hand at Alexandria's fall.
He had often sat in precedence to all
The nations at the banquet board in Prussia.
He had fought in Lithuania and in Russia,
No Christian knight more often; he had been
In Moorish Africa at Benmarin,
At the siege of Algeciras in Granada,
And sailed in many glorious armada
In the Mediterranean, and fought as well
At Ayas and Attalia when they fell
In Armenia and on Asia Minor's coast.
Of 15 deadly battles he could boast,
And in Algeria, at Tremessen,
Fought for the faith and killed 3 seperate men
In single combat. He had done good work
Joining against another pagan Turk
With the king of Palathia.
And he was wise,
Despite his prowess, honored in men's eyes,
Meek as a girl and gentle in his ways.
(prowess: courage and strength:i.e., he exemplified the ancient heroic ideal of prudence and fortitude.)
He had never spoken ignobly all his days
To any man by even a rude inflection.
He was a knight in all things to perfection.
He rode a good horse, but his gear was plain
For he had lately served on a campaign.
(gear: his horse's apparatus.)
His tunic was still spattered by the rust
Left by his coat of mail, for he had just
Returned and set out on his pilgrimage.
(End of KNIGHT.)
geoffrey chaucer
circa 1343-1400
(His participation as a youth in expeditions to the Continent under King Edward in the 100 Years War taught him something of military life.)
There was also a Nun, a PRIORESS,
Whose smile was gentle and full of guilelessness.
"BY St. Loy!" was the worst oath she would say.
She sang Mass well, in a becoming way,
Intoning through her nose the words divine,
And she was known as Madame Eglantine.
(intoning....divine: i.e., she sang properly the Gregorian chant
Madame Eglantine: "Lady Rosebud"
spoke....Stratford-Bow: Anglo-Norman (english) french as spoken at her nunnery.)
She spoke good French as taught at Stratford-Bow,
For the Parisian French she did not know.
She was schooled to eat so primly and so well
That from her lips no morsel ever fell.
Of sauce, for courtesy was her first wish.
With every bite she did her skillful best
To see that no drop fell upon her breast.
She always wiped her upper lip so clean
That in her cup was never to be seen
A hint of grease when she had drunk her share.
She reached out for her meat with comely air.
She was a great delight, and always tried
To imitate court ways, and had her pride,
Both amiable and gracious in her dealings.
As for her charity and tender feelings,
She melted at whatever was piteous.
She would weep if she but came upon a mouse
Caught in a trap, if it were dead or bleeding.
Some little dogs that she took pleassure feeding
On roasted meat or milk or good wheat bread
She had, but how she wept to find one dead
Or yelping from a blow that made it smart,
And all was sympathy and loving heart,
Neat was her wimple in its every plait,
her nose well formed, her eyes as grey as slate.
(smart: experience pain.
all....heart: i.e. towards animals rather than people
wimple: nun's headdress consisting of a cloth wound about the head, revealing on ly the face
wide...brow: The large forhead like the well shaped nose, gray eyes and small red mouth was typical of medieval heriones. It should not, however, have been exposed.
a....broad: hand's breadth
was....undergrown: fatness in chaucers time, when food was scarce, was a sign of prosperity
sheen: brilliancy
"all....love: originally: Amor vincit omnia: love conquers all.)
her mouth was very small and soft and red.
She had so wide a brow I think her head
Was nearly a span broad, for certainty
She was not undergrown, as all could see.
She wore her cloak with dignity and charm,
And had her rosary about her arm,
The small beads coral and the larger green,
And from them hung a brooch of golden sheen,
On it a large A and a crown above;
Beneath, "Al things are subject unto love."
(End of PRIORESS.)
A PRIEST accompanied her toward Canterbury,
And an attendant Nun, her secretary.
There was a MONK, and nowhere was his peer,
A hunter, and a roving overseer,
(roving overeser:traveling inspector and supervisor of monastery lands, which in chaucers time were quie extensive
abbot:head of an abbey, the first rank of monastery.)
He was a manly man, and fully able
To be an abbot. He kept a hunting stable,
And when he rode the neighborhood could hear
His bridle jingling in the wind as clea
And loud as if it were a chapel bell.
Wherever he was master of a cell
The principles of St. Benedict,
For being a little old and somewhat strict,
Were honored in the breach, as past their prime.
(master....cell: dependent monastery or priory
St. Bemedict:founder of Western monasticism in 529
in....breach:in their being broken (irony).)
He lived by the fashion of a newer time.
He would have swapped that text for a plucked hen
Which says that hunters are not holy men,
Or a monk outside his disciple and rule
Is too much like a fish outside his pool;
That is to say, a monk outside his cloister.
But such a text he deemed not worth an oyster.
(Which.....men: Gen. 10:9
outside....rule: living in disregard of his prescribed religious routine and regulations
cloister:monastery, esp. its covered walks
oyster: lowest creature in the animal kingdom)
I told him his opinion made me glad.
Why should he study always and go mad,
Mewed in his cell with only a book for neighbor?
Or whym, as Agustine commanded, labor
And sweat his hands? How shall the world be served?
To Augustine be such toil reserved!
And so he hunted, as was only right.
(Mewed: penned up
Augustine: St.Augustine of Hippo (354-430))
He had greyhounds as swift as birds in flight.
His taste was all for tracking down the hare,
And what his sport might cost he did not care.
His sleeves I noticed, where they met his hand,
Trimmed with gray fur, the finest in the land.
His hood was fastened with a curious pin
Made of wrought gold and clasped beneath his chin,
A love knot at the tip. His head might pass,
Bald as it was, for aa lump of shining glass,
And his face was glistening as if anointed.
Fat as a lord he was, and well appointed.
His eyes were large, and rolled inside his head
As if they gleamed from a furnace of hot lead.
(appointed: equipped: i.e. ornamented
His...head: The flushed complexion and protruding eyes suggested and indulgence in drink.)
His boots were supple, his horse superbly kept.
He was a prelate to dream of while you slept.
He was not pale nor peaked like a ghost.
He relished a plump swan as his favorite roast.
He rode a palfrey brown as a ripe berry.
( pale....ghost: Monks become pale from staying indoors and thin from fasting.
palfrey: saddle horse)
A FRIAR was with us, a gay dog and a merry,
who begged his district with a jolly air.
No friar in all 4 orders could compare
With him for gallantry; his tongue was wooing.
Many a girl was married by his doing,
And at his own cost it was often done.
(begged...district: He paid his convent for exclusive begging rights to this ditrict
orders: Franciscan, Dominican, Carmelite, Augustine.)
He was a pillar, and a noble one,
To his whole order. In his neighborhood
Rich franklins knew him well, who served good food,
And worthy women welcomed him to town;
For the license that his order handed down,
He said himself, conferred on him possesion
Of more than a curate's power of confession.
(power.....confession: authority of a parish priest to hear confession and grant absolution)
Sweetly the list of frailties he heard,
Assigning penance with a pleasant word.
He was an easy man for absolution
Where he looked forward to a contribution,
For if to a poor order a man has given
It signifies that he has been well shriven.
(shriven: that he has fulfilled the requirements of penance)
And if a sinner let his purse be dented
The Friar would stake his oath he had repented.
For many men become so hard of heart
They cannot weep, though concience makes them smart.
Instead of tears and prayers then, let the sinner
Supply the poor friars with the price of dinner.
For pretty women he had more than shrift.
(shrift: absolution)
His cape was stuffed with many a little gift,
As knives and pins and suchlike. He could sing
A merry note, and pluck a tender string,
And had no rival at all inn balladry.
His neck was whiter than a fleur-de-lis,
And yet he could have knocked a strong man down.
(fleur-de-lis: a three petaled lily appearing on the French royal coat of arms)
He knew the taverns well in every town.
The barmaids and innkeepers pleased his mind
Better than beggars and lepers and their kind.
In his position it was unbecoming
Among the wretched lepers to go slumming.
(better....kind: the begging orders were founded to minister the poor)
It mocks all decency, it sews no stitch
To deal with such riffraff: but with the rich,
Withe sellers of victuals, that's another thing.
Wherever he was hope of profiting,
None so polite, so humble. He was good,
The champion beggar of his brotherhood.
Should a woman have no shoes against the snow,
So pleasant was his "In principio"
He would have her widow's mite before he went.
(victuals: food
"In principio" : "In the beginning." John 1:1-14 (in Latin) was the standard salutation of friars)
He took in far more than he paid rent
For his right of begging within certain bounds.
None of his brethren trespassed on his grounds!
He loved as freely as a half-grown whelp.
On arditrition-days he gave great help,
For his cloak was never shiny nor threadbare
Like a poor cloistered scholar's. He had an air
As if he were a doctor or a pope.
It took stout wool to make his semicope
That plumped out like a bell for portliness.
He lisped a little in his rakishness
To make his eNGLISH SWEETER ON HIS TONGUE.
( WHELP: PUP
ARBITRATION-DAYS: ORIGINALLY "LOVE-DAYES", DAYS OFFICIALLY designated for the settling of differences
Like....scholar's: like a poor student in a monastery
a doctor: i.e. and academic doctor
semicope: a short cloak
lisped....rakishness: both lisping and the white neck were considered marks of sesuality.)
He lisped a little in his rakishness
To make his English sweeter on his tongue,
And twanging his harp to end some song he'd sung
His eyes would twinkle in his head as bright
As the stars twinkle on a frosty night.
Hubert this gallant Friar weasy by name.
(As....night: Cf. the Monks eyes. Heat traditionally implied sins of passion; cold, sins of malice.)
Among the rest a MERCHANT also came.
He wore a forked beard and a beaver hat
From Flanders. High up in the saddle he sat,
In figured cloth,
his boots clasped handsomely,
Delivering his opinions pompously,
Always on how his gains might be increased.
(He....handsomely: the stylishyly cut beard, expensive imported hat and fine boots along with the erect posture creat a show of prosperity and importance)
(Orwell:seaport of Ipswich in East Suffolk)
(French currency: Only the royal money changers could legally profit in foreign exchange)
At all costs he desired the sea policed
From Middleburg in Holland to Orwell.
He knew the exchange rates and the time to sell
French currency, and there was never yet
A man who could have told he was in debt
So grave he seemed and hid so well his close feelings
With all his shrewd engagements and close dealings,
You'd find no better man at any turn;
But what his name was I could never learn.
(End of MERCHANT)
There was an Oxford STUDENT too, it chanced,
Already in his logic well advanced.
He rode a mount as skinny as a rake,
and he was hardly fat. For learning's sake
He let himself look hollow and sober enough.
He wore an outer coat of threadbare stuff,
For he had no benefice for his enjoyment
An was too unwordly for some lay employment.
(login....advanced: He had command of logic, the last subject of the trivium to be studied in the undergraduate curriculum. He may have been studying for a masters degree.no benefice: ecclesiastical position providing an income
Aristotle: the main medieval authority on non-theological subjects
coffer: coin box
touching....friend: appealing to a patron
Who....study: His patrons jad given with the understanding that he would pray for the slavation of their souls or their soon release from purgatory)
He much preffered to have beside his bed
His 20 volumes bound in black or red
All packed with Aristotle from end to middle
Than a sumptuous wardrobe or a merry fiddle.
For though he knew what learning had to offer
There was little coin to jingle in his coffer.
Whatever he got by touching up a friend
On books and learning he would promptly spend
And busily pray for the soul of anybody
Who furniched him with wherewithal for study.
His scholarship was what he truly heeded.
He never spoke a word more than was needed,
And that was said with dignity and force,
And quick and brief.
He was of grave discourse,
Giving new weight to virtue by his speech,
And gladly would he learn and gladly teach.
(End STUDENT)
OH, my GOODNESS, Starfish, you are absolutely insane!! You didn't type all that out, did you? Now that is dedication.
Effie, we're supposed to read about the characters. It starts on page 62 and goes through the SKIPPER. She moved the retake to Tuesday.
Who are you, man in black?
There was a lawyer cunning and discreet
Who had often been to st. pauls porch to meet
his clients, he was Sergeant of the Law,
a man deserving to be held in awe,
Od so he seemed his manner was so wise.
He had often served as Justice of Assize
By the kings appointment, with a broad commision,
For his knowledge and eminent position.
He had many a handsome gift by way of fee.
There waws no buyer of land as shrewd as he.
His titles were never faulty by a pimple.
None was so busy as he with case and cause,
And yet he seemed much busier than he was.
In all cases and decisions he was schooled
That were of records since King William ruled.
No one could pick a loophole or a flaw
In any lease or contract he might draw.
Each statute on the books he knew by rore.
He traveled in a plain, silk-belted coat.
( By ...... comissionL The LAWyer was one of about 20 eminent jurists chosen to serve as judges in the royal courts, both regular and circuit (of Assize)
fee simple: unconditional
that....ruled: he was (or at least appreaed) vastly acquainted with legal precedent the basis of common english law. Notice however the ironic deflation. The line of precedent went back only to the time of Henry 2!
Epicurus: Greek philosopher who advocated pursuing painless pleasure
St. Julian: patron saint of hospitality)
A FRANKLIN traveled in his company.
Whiter could never daisy petal be
Than was his beard. His ruddy face gave sign
He like his morning sop of toast and wine.
He lived in comfort, as he would assure us,
For he was a true son of Epicurus
Who held the opinion that the only measure
Of perfect happiness was simply pleasure.
Such hospitality did he provide,
He was st. julian to his countryside.
His bread and ale were always up to scratch.
He had a cellar none on earth could match.
There was no lack of pasties in his house,
Both fish and flesh and that so pleteous
That where he lived it snowed of meat and drink.
With every dish of which man can think,
after the various seasons of the year,
he changed his diet for his better cheer.
He had coops of partridges as fat as cream,
He had a fishpond stocked with pike and bream.
Woe to his cook for an unready pot
Or a sauce that wasn't seansoned and spiced hot!
A table stood in his hall on display
Prepared and covered throught the livelong day.
He presided at court sessions for his bounty
And sat in Parliament often for his country.
A well-wrought dagger and a purse of silk
Hung at his belt, as white as morning milk.
He had been a sheriff and acounty auditor.
On earth was no such rich proprietor!
(End FRANKLIN)
(up...scratch: up to standard
cellar:wine cellar
pasties: meat pies
presided...sessions: served as justice of the peace
sat....country; represented his county in the House of Commons)
A SKIPPPER was with us , his home far in the west.
He cam from the port of Dartmouth, as I guessed.
He sat his carthorse pretty much at sea
In a coarse smock that joggled on his knee.
From his neck a dagger on a string hung down
Under his arm. His face was burnished brown
By the summer sun. He was a true good fellow.
Many a time he had tapped a wine cask mellow
Sialing from Bordeaux while the owner slept.
Too nice a point of honor he never kept.
In a sea fight if he got the upper hand
Drowned prisoners floated home to every land.
But in navigation whether reckoning tides,
Currents or what might threaten him besides,
Harborage, pilotage, or the moons demeanor,
None was his like from Hull to Cartagena.
He new each harborand the anchorage there
From Gotland to the Cape of Finisterre
And every creek in Brittany and Spain,
And he had calle dhis ship the Madeleine.
(nice: precise
demeanor:behavior
Hull to Cartagena: ports in Northern England and Spain
Gotland: island off the coast of southern Sweden/
Cape of Finisterre: NE Spainsh peninsula
every....Spain: valuable knowledge for smugglers
Madeleine: A ship by this name was docked in Dartmouth, a port notorious for piracy)
HTH
Rosie, air? I can't figure out your riddle. Was the air poisoned?
Megan, that's horrible, ever figure out what was wrong? Are you allergic to sea food?
Oh, my name. It doesn't matter but i'm a bit leary of trumpeting my full name and where I live on the internet. It's just one of those things...
OMG!! MICHELLE YOU ARE CRAZY!!
whos the man in black?
Rosie, cabin? Crabbin', carving. Does it have anything to do with the material of the cabin? The shape of the cabin? Cabin windows? The door, the steps leading to the cabin. Anything to do with shrubberies!
wut in the world are you speaking of you crazy person?
*Grin* Something evil little Megan =P
Rosie told me a riddle that goes like this:
There were these people that found a cabin deep in the middle of a forest. Inside the cabin they found three people at dinner, all dead.
How did they die?
(At least I think that's what the riddle was.)
Rosie says it has loads to do with the meaning of the word 'cabin'. And something with air. The air wasn't poisoned, the food wasn't poisoned and the people died by accident.
It doesn't involve a chain-saw. (I asked.)
Ariel knows what the answer is. I can't figure it out though!
According to Wikipedia.org:
A cabin or cab is an enclosed space,
in a ship, see cabin (ship), in an aircraft or spacecraft
as a log cabin
as in a hansom cab
see also Uncle Tom's Cabin
Megan, how's you're sickness thing? Did you ever find out what it was?
i know the answer. do you want me to tell you
What day is the sonnet (rough draft for peer-editing from English) due?
When's the test on irregular verbs in yo form?
Of course Michael! How is she.
think of cabin as another name for cockpit
Is it a plane that crashed?
AAAAAAAAAAAARRGGGHHH!! Michael!!! You told! That is so mean!!
Sonnet is due Monday. Irregular verbs quiz is Tuesday. Sorry I didn't update the website today, I was away and just got home.
Lol! =)
How come you just got home? Violin?
eh, she typed out the whole prologue thing for me so i had to help her out. and rosi, you still haven't taken my quiz
I was at Emily's house and went to her youth group. We had couch wars! You take your couch and go do weird things with it and take pictures and the most creative team that does the most things wins.
I'll go take the quiz right now. I was on the wrong computer before.
OK, I took the quiz and got a 40.
Long live the forties!
hey rosie..you said to tell you if the music is nor so good to tell you..so i am..and i think it would be better not to have any music at all..because what if we are already listening music..and we go onto your site..and then it clashes...kinda confusing and annoying..but its your site..do what you like...just though i would make a suggestion.
another anonymous? geez person ur takin my spot!! now i hafta start writing my name agin! - megan
megan, you still haven't taken my quiz. you promised
k ill do it rite now
where the heck is it?
Oh, man, more tension! Michael says one song, Megan says she doesn't like those ones but both Michael and Rodi really like them, and some mysterious person says no songs! *sigh* If only there was a way to personalize it for each person!
Well, mysterious person, you can turn the music off. Just click the round red button with an x on it up in the toolbar of your browser. It's just that if I take all the music off, I'm afraid it'll make some people sad. And I want everybody to be happy!!
OK, I've changed it. Does that make everybody happy now? Does the music play for everybody that wants it?
rosie the peacemaker
That was a very noncommital statement, Megan. Do you like it or not?
Alethia, I think it's fine. If someone doesn't like it they could just switch it off and play whatever music they're in the mood for.
For English during History on Thursday do we have to read the description of our character or do we just pick four lines? Do we have to memorize them?
I have a qoute from art class. When we were just starting the class Ms. Battle said we should all introduce ourselve - give our name and something interesting about ourselves.
Josh: Hi i'm Josh and I like to gamble.
Ms. Battle: This isn't Gambler's Anonymous Josh!
(I really do like the music =)
which josh? there are so many!
Halinan or nen or just simply the blond junior Josh.
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