You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' ~~~Eleanor Roosevelt

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

HE'S A MEAN ONE!



A male humanoid creature
with bright green fur,
scrawny limbs,
a round midsection,
and a foul grimace!




 Mr. Grinch
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch!
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch!
You're a bad banana with a...greasy black peel!





We're all familiar with the Grinch, right? 
But who knew in Whoville that 
The Grinch also tried to steal Halloween too!



Yes, it's true!!
The Grinch tried to steal Halloween too!


Halloween Is Grinch Night!




The animated version was  aired on
 ABC as a television special on Halloween.



Dr. Seuss and DePatie-Freleng Enterprises
co-produced this amazing cartoon.
 It won the 1977 Emmy Award
for Outstanding Animated Program.
 


So, the question is...
what's this Grinch Night  Halloween show about? 

It starts out like this...
It's a delightful autumn sunset,
when suddenly the sleepy peace of Whoville
is disturbed by the howling soursweet wind,
signaling the beginning of Grinch Night.


Soon the evil Grinch,with detachable,
flying eyebrows, glowing yellow eyes,
and a penchant for nasty mischief,
sets forth with his
dreaded paraphernalia wagon
 to terroize the villagers all
of whom are paralyzed with fear.




 But one brave little boy, young Eukariah,
sets out to single handedly save his family and town.




Digging deep down inside himself to find
courage he didn't know he had,
the boy proves to be more than a
match for the now not-so-gruesome Grinch,
and his spooks, spirits and spectres.



 Along the way, Eukariah learns
quite a bit about facing unpleasant facts,
confronting your fears,
and taking positive action
 when faced with a threat.

These important lessons are served up
 with rainbow animation,
lively music,
 and insightful lyrics,
 all compliments of the kids' favorite doctor
 -- Dr. Seuss!



 Sounds pretty cool, huh?
I think I'll have to check it out to see if I...
I mean,  my kids would like it to watch it!
Hey, wait a minute!
I'm not too old to watch cartoons!!
Well, maybe the really, really spooky ones!!
 
 
 
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Bewitch me with your comments!!!!

Bewitch me with your comments!!!!

Life Is A Witch And Then You Fly!

Life Is A Witch And Then You Fly!

The Poem "Dark Rosaleen"

O my Dark Rosaleen, Do no sigh, do not weep! The priests are on the ocean green, they march along the Deep. There's wine from the royal Pope upon the ocean green; and Spanish ale shall give you hope, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! Shall glad your heart, shall give you hope, Shall give you health, and help, and hope, My Dark Rosaleen. Over hills and through dales have I roamed for your sake; all yesterday I sailed with sails on river and on lake. The Erne at its highest flood I dashed across unseen, For there was lightning in my blood, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! Oh! there was lightning in my blood, Red lightning lightened through my blood, My Dark Rosaleen! All day long in unrest to and fro do I move, The very soul within my breast Is wasted for you,love! The heart in my bosom faints to think of you, my Queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! Woe and pain, pain and woe, are my lot night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, like to the mournful moon. But yet will I rear your throne again in golden sheen;'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne,'Tis you shall reign, and reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! Over dews, over sands will I fly for your weal; your holy delicate white hands shall girdle me with steel. At home in your emerald bowers,from morning's dawn till e'en, you'll pray for me, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! You'll think of me through Daylight's hours, My virgin flower, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer, to heal your many ills! And one beamy smile for you would float like light between my toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark Rosaleen! O! the Erne shall run red with redundance of blood, The earth shall rock beneath our tread, and flames wrap hill and wood, and gun-peal, a slogan cry, wake many a glen serene, ere you shall fade, ere you shall die, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! The Judgment Hour must first be nigh,ere you can fade, ere you can die, My Dark Rosaleen!