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Christmas and the Grinch

This post is copied to my new blog The Wise Owl.

“And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”
Dr. Seuss

Andante, Andante – Mamma Mia

I saw “Mamma Mia! Here we go again!” the other day and this song stuck in my mind.

Video: Andante, Andante – Mamma Mia

Watch the video below or at Youtube Andante, Andante

Lyrics


Take it easy with me, please
Touch me gently like a summer evening breeze
Take your time, make it slow
Andante, Andante
Just let the feeling grow

Make your fingers soft and light
Let your body be the velvet of the night
Touch my soul, you know how
Andante, Andante
Go slowly with me now

I’m your music
(I am your music and I am your song)
I’m your song
(I am your music and I am your song)
Play me time and time again and make me strong
(Play me again ’cause you’re making me strong)
Make me sing, make me sound
(You make me sing and you make me…)
Andante, Andante
Tread lightly on my ground
Andante, Andante
Oh please don’t let me down

There’s a shimmer in your eyes
Like the feeling of a thousand butterflies
Please don’t talk, go on, play
Andante, Andante
And watch me float away

I’m your music
(I am your music and I am your song)
I’m your song
(I am your music and I am your song)
Play me time and time again and make me strong
(Play me again ’cause you’re making me strong)
Make me sing, make me sound
(You make me sing and you make me…)
Andante, Andante
Tread lightly on my ground
Andante, Andante
Oh please don’t let me down
Andante, Andante
Oh please don’t let me down

Lyrics from Andante, Andante Lyrics

11th arrondissement of Paris

Some (to me) interesting facts from Wikipedia about the 11th arrondissement of Paris.

The 11th arrondissement of Paris (XIe arrondissement) is one of the 20 arrondissements of the capital city of France. In spoken French, this arrondissement is referred to as onzième.

The arrondissement, called Popincourt, is situated on the right bank of the River Seine. The arrondissement is one of the most densely populated urban districts of any European city.

In recent years this district has emerged as one of the trendiest regions of Paris.

För the adventurous Wikipedia has a much longer text in French: 11e arrondissement de Paris

Useful links

Guide to the 11th Arrondissement in Paris
The Best Things To See And Do In Paris’ 11th Arrondissement
tripadvisor: 11th Arrondissement
If You Love Food, Heaven Is Paris’s 11th Arrondissement – Eater
WikiTravel: 11th arrondissement of Paris
WikiVoyage: The 11th Arrondissement
A Local’s Guide to Paris Neighborhoods: 11th Arrondissement

Maps

At Google Maps Quick Facts: The 11th arrondissement is a hip, diverse district that draws partygoers to lively bars around Rue Oberkampf and its surrounding streets. It’s also home to the Opéra Bastille, the city’s main opera house. Foodies and fashionistas flock to the boutiques and vogue restaurants around Rue de Charonne, part of the evolving shopping and dining scene in the cosmopolitan area between the République and Nation squares.
Map (image)
Paris 11e arrondissement – Quartiers (image)
Metro 11o arrodisement (image)

Stand up for what you believe in

The text below turned up in my Facebook-stream. It’s a strong message and well written.

The real damage is done by those millions who want to ‘survive.’ The honest men who just want to be left in peace. Those who don’t want their little lives disturbed by anything bigger than themselves. Those with no sides and no causes. Those who won’t take the measure of their own strength, for fear of antagonizing their own weakness. Those who don’t like to make waves, or enemies. Those for whom freedom, honor, truth, and principles are only literature. Those who live small, mate small, die small. It’s the reductionist approach to life: if you keep it small, you’ll keep it under control. If you don’t make any noise, the bogeyman won’t find you. But it’s all an illusion, because they die too, those people who roll up their spirits into tiny little balls so as to be safe. Safe? From what? Life is always on the edge of death; narrow streets lead to the same place as wide avenues, and a little candle burns itself out just like a flaming torch does. I choose my own way to burn. Stand up for what you believe in even if you are standing alone.
Sophie Scholl “White Rose”

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