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Thursday, October 14, 2004

'nuff said

What the nurse saw….

In September, 1993, Brenda Pratt Shafer, a registered nurse with thirteen years or experience, was assigned by her nursing agency to an abortion clinic. Since Nurse Shafer considered herself "very pro-choice," she didn’t think this assignment would be a problem. She was wrong. This is what Nurse Shafer saw:

" I stood at the doctor’s side and watched him perform a partial-birth abortion on a woman who was six months pregnant. The baby’s heartbeat was clearly visible on the ultrasound screen. The doctor delivered the baby’s body and arms, everything but his little head. The baby’s body was moving. His little fingers were clasping together. He was kicking his feet. The doctor took a pair of scissors and inserted them into the back of the baby’s head, and the baby’s arms jerked out in a flinch, a startle reaction, like a baby does when he thinks that he might fall. Then the doctor opened the scissors up. Then he stuck the high-powered suction tube into the hole and sucked the baby’s brains out. Now the baby was completely limp. I never went back to the clinic. But I am still haunted by the face of that little boy. It was the most perfect, angelic face I have ever seen."

(from http://www.tidalweb.com/life/prolife.htm)


Friday, August 20, 2004

SummerPlace is over and it's kind of sad.  $445 in tips helps to ease the burden.

Please tell me band camp really isn't next week


Thursday, August 12, 2004

 


Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Here I am in glorious Bristol, Rhode Island at the Fred J. Miller summer clinic "Challenge Yourself" to become a better drum major.  Everyone here is super duper serious about marching band, especially the group of 18,000 girls from Shelton who all wear matching clothing and participate in the morning cheer (G-O---O-D---M-O-R-N-I-N-G Good Morning!).  Honestly, this place is the worst experience of my life except for, of course, Emilia, Cara, Emily, Emily, and Jenna who are my ultimate saviors for accepting me in their guard clique.  Did I mention that we hate Megan for deserting us?  Yea, well we do.

Time for a 'team talk'


Tuesday, June 08, 2004

I'm drum major.

 

[cue: the end of the world]



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