<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:38:57.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with Words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-8231627478994967996</id><published>2008-09-29T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:31:24.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Iranians!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SOFyo76xraI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QEDFun6FMAY/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251604688095260066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SOFyo76xraI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QEDFun6FMAY/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This map which has been provided according to statistics in 2006 by UNESCO, shows the average rate of people happiness. Those countries with red color are the happiest countries and those with colors close to yellow have unsatisfied people. Countries with gray color don't have any statistics.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ref: Sanaz's email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SOFwHfIe1bI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fpGB8xcMNXw/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-8231627478994967996?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8231627478994967996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=8231627478994967996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/8231627478994967996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/8231627478994967996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Happy Iranians!'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SOFyo76xraI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QEDFun6FMAY/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-7943619442575059765</id><published>2008-08-18T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:53:25.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil Dog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SKmz52UXHTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PCR7Hjuj6ZM/s1600-h/30_deadcritter_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235913848209743154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SKmz52UXHTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PCR7Hjuj6ZM/s400/30_deadcritter_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could it be a devil dog? The mythical chupacabra? Perhaps it's just an unfortunate pug, raccoon or turtle. A photo of a strange creature lying dead on a Montauk, N.Y., beach, fuels Web-wide speculation and amusement. "It looked like nothing I'd ever seen before," Ryan O'Shea, one of the witnesses, told Newsday. "It looked like it died angry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Montauk Monster: This otherworldly looking creature found on a New York beach July 13 has been called an alien, a science experiment gone bad, even "how I imagine Karl Rove looks on the inside." Some dismiss it as a decomposing pug or turtle without a shell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsday.com/news/columnists/ny-lijoy0801,0,5138315.column"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.newsday.com/news/columnists/ny-lijoy0801,0,5138315.column&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Iranian had a statue in Persepolis (2500 years ago), which is very similar to this animal. The kings never let these statues be installed inside the palace. Look at the hands and beak of the statue and compare it to the animal's.&lt;br /&gt;Why old Iranian had such a statue long time ago? Does this reveal something unknown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let everybody know about this. Maybe new, extraordinary, exciting things can be extracted from this similarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235914040002266626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SKm0FAzQxgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cj-LLbBvRpk/s400/hauola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reference:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ahura-zartosht.persianblog.ir/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://ahura-zartosht.persianblog.ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-7943619442575059765?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7943619442575059765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=7943619442575059765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7943619442575059765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7943619442575059765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/devil-dog.html' title='Devil Dog!!!'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/SKmz52UXHTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PCR7Hjuj6ZM/s72-c/30_deadcritter_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-8728462181192232358</id><published>2008-08-05T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:26:06.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.econsa.ru/imagez/amarula.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.econsa.ru/imagez/amarula.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amarula is a kind of fruit which can be found in South Africa. Eating this fruit is not allowed in Islamic countries because it has 17% alcohol. It has Vitamin C four times more than orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Ref: Parnian's email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b70b28415354d8b3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db70b28415354d8b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331632818%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C0054B7AE3BCAC50B70A3530D5E3FACCB5A6B7.41866C132616A676FAFB30BBBB6AE1A0E5D56C01%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db70b28415354d8b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCDI92crR3Kpf0rdL-3fPtGV45M4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db70b28415354d8b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331632818%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C0054B7AE3BCAC50B70A3530D5E3FACCB5A6B7.41866C132616A676FAFB30BBBB6AE1A0E5D56C01%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db70b28415354d8b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCDI92crR3Kpf0rdL-3fPtGV45M4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-8728462181192232358?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b70b28415354d8b3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8728462181192232358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=8728462181192232358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/8728462181192232358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/8728462181192232358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/08/amarula-is-kind-of-fruit-which-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-478918924034205614</id><published>2008-03-07T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:02:09.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norooz, Persian New Year : Year of 2567 (1387)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R9F3Z0iNjdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wLxEC0WDpts/s1600-h/apple_tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175048732307983826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R9F3Z0iNjdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wLxEC0WDpts/s400/apple_tree.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;In harmony with rebirth of nature, the Persian New Year Celebration, or Norooz, always begins on the first day of spring, March 20th of each year. Norooz ceremonies are symbolic representations of two ancient concepts - the End and Rebirth. About 3000 years ago Persian's major religion was Zoroastrianism, named in honor of its founder Zoroaster, and arguably the world's first monotheistic religion. Zoroastrians had a festival called "Farvardgan" which lasted ten days, and took place at the end of the solar year. It appears that this was a festival of sorrow and mourning , signifying the end of life while the festival of Norooz, at the beginning of spring signified rebirth, and was a time of great joy and celebration. Norooz was officially acknowledged and&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R9GBwkiNjeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2jO9ZibKMBs/s1600-h/7sin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175060118266285538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R9GBwkiNjeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2jO9ZibKMBs/s400/7sin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; named "Norooz" by mythical Persian emperor, Shah Jamshid, from Achaemenid Dynasty (500 BC). Ashaemenied created the first major empire in the region and built Persepolis complex (Takhte Jamshid) in the city of Shiraz. Norooz in Persian means "New Day" and brings hope, peace and prosperity to the world and has been celebrated among people regardless of ethnic, background, political views or religion in many countries around the globe such as Iran, Afghanistan, Azerbaijan, Turkey, Uzbekistan, Pakistan, Georgia, Iraq, Tajikistan, Syria ,Armenia and India. Some of the activities during Norooz are Spring cleaning, buying new cloths, painting eggs, family reunion, giving presents, visiting neighbors and friends and celebrating by having a picnic on the 13th day of Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Norooz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175060526288178690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R9GCIUiNjgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1jghJ73OhPs/s400/Iran-Tonekabon.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;ref: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.norooz.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;www.norooz.ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p 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title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/478918924034205614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/478918924034205614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/03/norooz-persian-new-year-year-of-2567.html' title='Norooz, Persian New Year : Year of 2567 (1387)'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R9F3Z0iNjdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wLxEC0WDpts/s72-c/apple_tree.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-3797734066072739442</id><published>2008-03-04T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:09:48.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyrus Charter of Human Rights Cylinder; The First Charter of Human Rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R83b-ZN4nEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NWhecFIznMo/s1600-h/Cyrus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174033411886062658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R83b-ZN4nEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NWhecFIznMo/s400/Cyrus.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;charter of Cyrus the Great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a baked-clay Aryan language (Old Persian) cuneiform cylinder, was discovered in 1878 in excavation of the site of Babylon. In it, Cyrus the Great described his human treatment of the inhabitants of Babylonia after its conquest by the Iranians.&lt;br /&gt;The document has been hailed as the first charter of human rights, and in 1971 the United Nations was published translation of it in all the official U.N. languages. "May Ahura Mazda protect this land, this nation, from rancor, from foes, from falsehood, and from drought". Selected from the book "The Eternal Land".&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus (580-529 BC) was the first Achaemenid Emperor. He founded Persia by uniting the two original Iranian Tribes-&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;the Medes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;the Persians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Although he was known to be a great conqueror, who at one point controlled one of the greatest Empires ever seen, he is best remembered for his unprecedented tolerance and magnanimous attitude towards those he defeated. Upon his victory over the Medes, he founded a government for his new kingdom, incorporating both Median and Persian nobles as civilian officials. The conquest of &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asia Minor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; completed, he led his armies to the eastern frontiers. Hyrcania and Parthia were already part of the Median Kingdom. Further east, he conquered Drangiana, Arachosia, Margiana and Bactria. After crossing the Oxus, he reached the Jaxartes, where he built fortified towns with the object of defending the farthest frontier of his kingdom against nomadic tribes of &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Central Asia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The victories to the east led him again to the west and sounded the hour for attack on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Babylon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Egypt. When he conquered Babylon, he did so to cheers from the Jewish Community, who welcomed him as a liberator- he allowed the Jews to return to the promised Land. He showed great forbearance and respect towards the&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;religious beliefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cultural traditions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of other races. These qualities earned him the respect and homage of all the people over whom he ruled. After victory over Babylonia, Cyrus The Great presented himself not as a conqueror, but a liberator and the legitimate successor to the crown. He took the title of "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;King of Babylon and King of the Land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". Cyrus had no thought of forcing conquered people into a single mould, and had the wisdom to leave unchanged the institution of each kingdom he attached to the Persian Crown. In 537 BC he allowed more than 40,000 Jews to leave Babylon and return to &lt;em&gt;Palestine&lt;/em&gt;. He also declared the first Charter of Human Rights known to mankind, which is written on a clay cylinder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174040279538768978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R83iOJN4nFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G_mME5ASRZs/s320/Cyrus+Charter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; am Cyrus, king of the world, great king, mighty king, king of Babylon, king of the land of Sumer and Akkad, king of the four quarters, son of Cambyses, great king, king of Anshan, grandson of Cyrus, great king, king of Anshan, descendant of Teispes, great king, king of Anshan, progeny of an unending royal line, whose rule Bel and Nabu cherish, whose kingship they desire for their hearts' pleasures When I, well-disposed, entered Babylon, I established the seat of government in the royal palace amidst jubilation and rejoicing. Marduk, the great God, caused the bighearted inhabitants of Babylon to...me. I sought daily to worship him. My numerous troops moved about undisturbed in the midst of Babylon. I did not allow any to terrorize the land of Sumer and Akkad. I kept in view the needs of Babylon and all its sanctuaries to promote their well-being. The citizens of Babylon... I lifted their unbecoming yoke. Their dilapidated dwellings I restored. I put an end to their misfortunes. At my deeds Marduk, the great Lord, rejoiced, and to me, Cyrus, the king who worshipped, and to Cambyses, my son, the offspring of my loins, and to all my troops, he graciously gave his blessing, and in good spirit is before him we/glorified/exceedingly his high divinity. All the kings who sat in the throne rooms, throughout the four quarters, from the Upper to the Lower Sea, those who dwelt in ... all the kings of the West Country who dwelt in tents, brought me their heavy tribute and kissed my feet in Babylon. From ... to the cities of Ashur and Susa, Agade, Eshnuna, the cities of Zamban, Meurnu, Der, as far as the region of the land of Gutium, the holy cities beyond the Tigris whose sanctuaries had been in ruins over a long period, the Gods whose abode is in the midst of them. I returned to the places and housed them in lasting abodes. I gathered together all their inhabitants and restored to them their dwellings. The Gods of Sumer and Akkad whom Nabonidus had, to the anger of the Lord of the Gods, brought into Babylon, I at the bidding of Marduk, the great Lord made to dwell in peace in their habitations, delightful abodes. May all the gods whom I have placed within their sanctuaries address a daily prayer in my favour before Bel and Nabu, that my days may long, and may they say to Marduk my Lord, May Cyrus the King who reveres thee, and Cambyses his son ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174040782049942626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R83irZN4nGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aodC2V2jVVU/s400/aramgah.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ref:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mehremihan.persianblog.ir/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.mehremihan.persianblog.ir/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-3797734066072739442?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3797734066072739442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=3797734066072739442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/3797734066072739442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/3797734066072739442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/03/cyrus-charter-of-human-rights-cylinder.html' title='Cyrus Charter of Human Rights Cylinder; The First Charter of Human Rights'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R83b-ZN4nEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NWhecFIznMo/s72-c/Cyrus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-366178821535699644</id><published>2008-02-23T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:21:52.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolves don't show themselves unless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8EkUkuYkcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i7_CowEUjJ4/s1600-h/smithsonian_wolf11gudrun_surrounded.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8Ejz0uYkYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n4B5G28wpjA/s1600-h/100695.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170453220431532418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8Ejz0uYkYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n4B5G28wpjA/s400/100695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gudrun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pflueger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is an ex-world champion cross-country skier and long-distance runner.For the last six years, she has been studying wolves in wilds of Canada, collecting field data, hair, droppings and other evidence for use in scientific projects on wolves. She goes in search of mysterious coast wolves of British Columbia, a quest with a dramatic and powerful encounter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;First nations people living in the area strongly believe in wolves and honor them. They never hunt or bother them in any ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8EkB0uYkaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wsclu2UhFho/s1600-h/Wolfsfilm-DT12Woelfekl400.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170453460949701026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 433px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="238" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8EkB0uYkaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wsclu2UhFho/s400/Wolfsfilm-DT12Woelfekl400.jpg" width="445" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;During making a documentary movie in 2006, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gudrun&lt;/span&gt; lay down in a wolves belonging field for a probable wolves observation. In a rare situation, about four (or more) wolves gathered around her. They smelled her and got very close to her. They were sure that something is there that doesn't belong to this place. On the other hand, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gudrun&lt;/span&gt; was calm and didn't have any sudden movement.Sometimes, she turned from one side to the other and sent positive sign to the camera man who was far from the situation. It seemed that both sides, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gudrun&lt;/span&gt; and wolves, didn't feel any danger.But, the wolves continued smelling her and tried to solve this puzzle .This situation continued couple of hours until the wolves disappeared. It was a wonderful scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170453705762836914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="101" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8EkQEuYkbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bJ1gdB-v4V4/s400/smithsonian_wolf11gudrun_surrounded.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Three weeks after filming the movie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gudrun&lt;/span&gt; was diagnosed with a brain tumor. After hearing this bad news, she remembered the first nations saying about the wolves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8Ej6EuYkZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-E7X6X61qqA/s1600-h/seneca.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170453327805714834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8Ej6EuYkZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-E7X6X61qqA/s400/seneca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wolves don't show themselves unless they want to say something&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pflueger&lt;/span&gt; has since recovered from the cancer but is still in treatment. “The beautiful scene in the movie was really good medicine for me. It helps me to stay positive,” she said. “I hope this movie will be a motivation for anyone to find their own wolf in their lives.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I saw the movie and it was somehow shocking for me. I am jealous of the special way of communication between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gudrun&lt;/span&gt; and the wolves and obviously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gudrun's&lt;/span&gt; bravery .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;You can read more about the movie here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.bowesonline.com/pedro.php?id=66&amp;amp;x=story&amp;amp;xid=315668"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;http://cgi.bowesonline.com/pedro.php?id=66&amp;amp;x=story&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;xid&lt;/span&gt;=315668&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-366178821535699644?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/366178821535699644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=366178821535699644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/366178821535699644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/366178821535699644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/02/wolves-dont-show-themselves-unless.html' title='Wolves don&apos;t show themselves unless...'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R8Ejz0uYkYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n4B5G28wpjA/s72-c/100695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-5110466099714167878</id><published>2008-02-13T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:07:08.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The History of Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O490uYkVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NnzsX7lfNls/s1600-h/RedRose.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166676569788813650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O490uYkVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NnzsX7lfNls/s320/RedRose.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7OurEuYkPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3J4jKID5mEA/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Every February, candy, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. But who is this mysterious saint and why do we celebrate this holiday? The history of Valentine's Day -- and its patron saint -- is shrouded in mystery. But we do know that February has long been a month of romance. St. Valentine's Day, as we know it today, contains vestiges of both Christian and ancient Roman tradition. So, who was Saint Valentine and how did he become associated with this ancient rite? Today, the Catholic Church recognizes at least three different saints named Valentine or Valentinus, all of whom were martyred.&lt;br /&gt;One legend contends that Valentine was a priest who served during the third century in Rome. When Emperor Claud&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O5HUuYkWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PE2-P93C6Jw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ius II decided that single men made better soldiers than those with wives and families, he outlawed marriage for young men -- his crop of potential soldiers. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret. When Valentine's actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death.&lt;br /&gt;Other stories suggest t&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O5XUuYkXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WAmLtaohOIs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166677007875477874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="287" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O5XUuYkXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WAmLtaohOIs/s320/untitled.bmp" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hat Valentine may have been killed for attempting to help Christians escape harsh Roman prisons where they were often beaten and tortured.&lt;br /&gt;According to one legend, Valentine actually sent the first 'valentine' greeting himself. While in prison, it is believed that Valentine fell in love with a young girl -- who may have been his jailor's daughter -- who visited him during his confinement. Before his death, it is alleged that he wrote her a letter, which he signed 'From your Valentine,' an expression that is still in use today. Although the truth behind the Valentine legends is murky, the stories certainly emphasize his appeal as a sympathetic, heroic, and, most importantly, romantic figure. It's no surprise that by the Middle Ages, Valentine was one of the most popular saints in England and France.&lt;br /&gt;While some believe that Valentine's Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate the anniversary of Valentine's death or burial -- which probably occurred around 270 A.D -- others claim that the Christian church may have decided to celebrate Valentine's feast day in the middle of February in an effort to 'christianize' celebrations of the pagan Lupercalia festival. In ancient Rome, February was the official beginning of spring and was considered a time for purification. Houses were ritually cleansed by sweeping them out and then sprinkling salt and a type of wheat called spelt throughout their interiors. Lupercalia, which began at the ides of February, February 15, was a fertility festival dedicated to Faunus, the Roman god of agriculture, as well as to the Roman founders Romulus and Remus.&lt;br /&gt;To begin the festival, members of the Luperci, an order of Roman priests, would gather at the sacred cave where the infants Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome, were believed to have been cared for by a she-wolf or lupa. The priests would then sacrifice a goat, for fertility, and a dog, for purification.&lt;br /&gt;The boys then sliced the goat's hide into strips, dipped them in the sacrificial blood and took to the streets, gently slapping both women and fields of crops with the goathide strips. Far from being fearful, Roman women welcomed being touched with the hides because it was believed the strips would make them more fertile in the coming year. Later in the day, according to legend, all the young women in the city would place their names in a big u&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O0QkuYkSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lvYGo8dd61s/s1600-h/99824574_6235a63e7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166671394353221922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="277" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O0QkuYkSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lvYGo8dd61s/s320/99824574_6235a63e7a.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rn. The city's bachelors would then each choose a name out of the urn and become paired for the year with his chosen woman. These matches often ende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;d in marriage. Pope Gelasius declared February 14 St. Valentine's Day around 498 A.D. The Roman 'lottery' system for romantic pairing was deemed un-Christian and outlawed. Later, during the Middle Ages, it was commonly believed in France and England that February 14 was the beginning of birds' mating season, which added to the idea that the middle of February -- Valentine's Day -- should be a day for romance. The oldest known valentine still in existence today was a poem written by Charles, Duke of Orleans to his wife while he was imprisoned in the Tower of London following his capture at the Battle of Agincourt. The greeting, which was written in 1415, is part of the manuscript collection of the British Library in London, England. Several years later, it is believed that King Henry V hired a writer named John Lydgate to compose a valentine note to Catherine of Valois.&lt;br /&gt;In Great Britain, Valentine's Day began to be popularly celebrated around the seventeenth century. By the middle of the eighteenth century, it was common for friends and lovers in all social classes to exchange small tokens of affection or handwritten notes. By the end of the century, printed cards began to replace written letters due to improvements in printing technology. Ready-made cards were an easy way for people to express their emotions in a time when direct expression of one's feelings was discouraged. Cheaper postage rates also contributed to an increase in the popularity of sending Valentine's Day greetings. Americans probably began exchanging hand-made valentines in the early 1700s. In the 1840s, Esther A. Howland began to sell the first mass-produced valentines in America.&lt;br /&gt;According to the Greeting C&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7OvbkuYkRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/opn915Jy3sM/s1600-h/valentine4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166666085773644050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="337" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7OvbkuYkRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/opn915Jy3sM/s320/valentine4.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ard Association, an estimated one billion valentine cards are sent each year, making Valentine's Day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year. (An estimated 2.6 billion cards are sent for Christmas.)&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 85 percent of all valentines are purchased by women. In addition to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7OuxkuYkQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DZHxb4_s7Bs/s1600-h/valentine20.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;the United States, Valentine's Day is celebrated in Canada, Mexico, the United Kingdom, France, and Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine greetings were popular as far back as the Middle Ages (written Valentine's didn't begin to appear until after 1400), and the oldest known Valentine card is on display at the British Museum. The first commercial Valentine's Day greeting cards produced in the U.S. were created in the 1840s by Esther A. Howland. Howland, known as the Mother of the Valentine, made elaborate creations with real lace, ribbons and colorful pictures known as "scrap".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;Ref: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.history.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;http://www.history.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-5110466099714167878?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5110466099714167878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=5110466099714167878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/5110466099714167878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/5110466099714167878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/02/history-of-valentines-day.html' title='The History of Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R7O490uYkVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NnzsX7lfNls/s72-c/RedRose.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-2215554119562733497</id><published>2008-01-17T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:21:43.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir Edmund Hillary dead at 88</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4_9E3_kWkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nD7Z19T1C1k/s1600-h/V10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156618358554384962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="261" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4_9E3_kWkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nD7Z19T1C1k/s320/V10.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sir Edmund Percival Hillary&lt;/strong&gt; was a New Zealand mountaineer. He and Sherpa mountaineer &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tenzing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nogay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were the first climber known to have reached the summit of &lt;strong&gt;Mount Everest&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He died of heart failure on 11 January 2008, at around 9 am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NZDT&lt;/span&gt; at the age of 88. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read more in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmund_Hillary"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmund_Hillary&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-2215554119562733497?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2215554119562733497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=2215554119562733497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/2215554119562733497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/2215554119562733497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/sir-edmund-hillary-dead-at-88.html' title='Sir Edmund Hillary dead at 88'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4_9E3_kWkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nD7Z19T1C1k/s72-c/V10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-1073230959051874788</id><published>2008-01-08T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T17:50:02.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have narcissistic persoanl disorder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4QlZX_kWhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FCa8B8ty9Bk/s1600-h/reflection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153284991486286354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4QlZX_kWhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FCa8B8ty9Bk/s320/reflection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;An all-pervasive pattern of grandiosity (in fantasy or behaviour), need for admiration or adulation and lack of empathy, usually beginning by early adulthood and present in various contexts. Five (or more) of the following criteria must be met:&lt;br /&gt;1. Feels grandiose and self-importance (e.g., exaggerates achievements and talents to the point of lying, demands to be recognized as superior without commensurate achievements.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is obsessed with fantasies of unlimited success, fame, fearsome power or omnipotence, unequalled brilliance (the cerebral narcissist), bodily beauty or sexual performance (the somatic narcissist), or ideal, everlasting, all-conquering love or passion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Firmly convinced that he or she is unique and, being special, can only be understood by, should only be treated by, or associate with, other special or unique, or high-status people (or institutions)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Requires excessive admiration, adulation, attention and affirmation - or, failing that, wishes to be feared and to be notorious (narcissistic supply) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Feels entitled. Expects unreasonable or special and favourable priority treatment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Demands automatic and full compliance with his or her expectations Is "interpersonally exploitative", i.e., uses others to achieve his or her own ends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Devoid of empathy. Is unable or unwilling to identify with or acknowledge the feelings and needs of others &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Constantly envious of others or believes that they feel the same about him or her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Arrogant, haughty behaviours or attitudes coupled with rage when frustrated, contradicted, or confronted .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153285326493735474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="280" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s320/hsc0380l.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; According to statistics Most narcissists (75%) are men! &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4Qls3_kWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/iESBpqpSMnA/s1600-h/hsc0380l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-1073230959051874788?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1073230959051874788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=1073230959051874788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/1073230959051874788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/1073230959051874788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-have-narcissistic-persoanl.html' title='Do you have narcissistic persoanl disorder?'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R4QlZX_kWhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FCa8B8ty9Bk/s72-c/reflection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-8045029337881966892</id><published>2007-12-25T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:04:37.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Ad</title><content type='html'>See how infants can swim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.childdrowningprevention.com/index.html"&gt;http://www.childdrowningprevention.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-8045029337881966892?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8045029337881966892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=8045029337881966892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/8045029337881966892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/8045029337881966892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/wonderful-ad.html' title='Wonderful Ad'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-7631130030205351160</id><published>2007-12-21T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:22:13.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yalda Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R2wew3_kWeI/AAAAAAAAACg/7TU-P2ZfYME/s1600-h/MVC-006F.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146522299190761954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R2wew3_kWeI/AAAAAAAAACg/7TU-P2ZfYME/s320/MVC-006F.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yalda,&lt;/span&gt; a Syric word imported into the Persian language by Syric Christians means birth (tavalod and meelaad are from the same origin). It is a relatively recent arrival and refereed to the "Shab e Cheleh" festival, a celebration of Winter solstice on December 21st. Yalda, forty days before the next major Persian festival "Jashn e Sadeh", has been celebrated in countless cultures for thousands of years. The ancient Roman festivals of Saturnalia (God of Agriculture, Saturn) and Sol Invicta (Sun God) are amongst the best known in the Western world.&lt;br /&gt;In most ancient cultures, including Persia, the start of the solar year has been marked to celebrate the victory of light over darkness and the renewal of the Sun. For instance, four thousand years ago the Egyptians celebrated the rebirth of the sun at this time of the year. They set the length of the festival at 12 days, to reflect the 12 divisions in their sun calendar. They decorated with greenery, using palms with 12 shoots as a symbol of the completed year, since a palm was thought to put forth a shoot each month.&lt;br /&gt;The Persians adopted their annual renewal festival from the Babylonians and incorporated it into the rituals of their own Zoroastrian religion. The last day of the Persian month of "Azar" is the longest night of the year, when the forces of Ahriman are assumed to be at their peak. While the next day, the first day of the month of "Day" known as "Khoram rooz" or "Khore rooz" (the day of the sun) belongs to Ahura Mazda, the Lord of Wisdom. Since the days are getting longer and the nights shorter, this day marks the victory of the sun over darkness. The occasion was celebrated in the festival of "Daygan" dedicated to Ahura Mazda, on the first day of the month of "Day". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fires would be burnt all night to ensure the defeat of the forces of Ahriman. There would be feasts, acts of charity and a number of deities honored and prayers performed to ensure the total victory of the sun that was essential for the protection of winter crops. There would be prayers to Mithra (Mehr) and feasts in his honor, since Mithra is the Eyzad responsible for protecting "the light of the early morning", known as "Havangah". It was also assumed that Ahur&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R2wd_3_kWdI/AAAAAAAAACY/KL_YsOwR4N4/s1600-h/MVC-002F.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146521457377171922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R2wd_3_kWdI/AAAAAAAAACY/KL_YsOwR4N4/s320/MVC-002F.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a Mazda would grant people's wishes.&lt;br /&gt;One of the themes of the festival was the temporary subversion of order. Masters and servants reversed roles. The king dressed in white would change place with ordinary people. A mock king was crowned and masquerades spilled into the streets. As the old year died, rules of ordinary living were relaxed. This tradition persisted until the Sassanid period, and is mentioned by Biruni and others in their recordings of pre-Islamic rituals and festivals. Its origin goes back to the Babylonian new year celebration. These people believed the first creation was order that came out of chaos. To appreciate and celebrate the first creation they had a festival and all roles were reversed. Disorder and chaos ruled for a day and eventually order was restored and succeeded at the end of the festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;The Egyptian and Persian traditions merged in ancient Rome, in a festival dedicated to the ancient god of seedtime, Saturn. The Romans exchanged gifts, partied and decorated their homes with greenery. Following the Persian tradition, the usual order of the year was suspended. Grudges and quarrels would be forgotten and wars interrupted or postponed. Businesses, courts and schools were closed. Rich and poor became equal, masters served slaves, and children headed the family. Cross-dressing and masquerades, merriment of all kinds prevailed. A mock king, the Lord of Misrule, was crowned. Candles and lamps chased away the spirits of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Another related Roman festival celebrated at the same time was dedicated to Sol Invictus ("the invincible sun"). Originally a Syrian deity, this cult was imported by Emperor Heliogabalus into Rome and Sol was made god of the state. With the spread of Christianity, Christmas celebration became the most important Christian festival. In the third century various dates, from December to April, were celebrated by Christians as Christmas. January 6 was the most favored day because it was thought to be Jesus's Baptismal day (in the Greek Orthodox Church this continues to be the day to celebrate Christmas). In year 350, December 25 was adopted in Rome and gradually almost the entire Christian church agreed to that date, which coincided, with the Winter solstice and the festivals, Sol Invicta and Saturnalia. Many of the rituals and traditions of the pagan festivals were incorporated into the Christmas celebration and are still observed today.&lt;br /&gt;It is not clear when and how the world "Yalda" entered the Persian lang&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R2wgF3_kWgI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ki7SHriJEaM/s1600-h/yalda%20shab.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146523759479642626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/R2wgF3_kWgI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ki7SHriJEaM/s320/yalda%2520shab.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uage. The massive persecution of early Christians in Rome brought many Christian refugees into the Sassanid Empire and it is very likely that these Christians introduced and popularized "Yalda" in Iran. Gradually "Shab e Yalda" and "Shab e Cheleh" became synonymous and the two are used interchangeably. With the conquest of Islam the religious significance of the ancient Persian festivals was lost. Today "Shab e Cheleh" is merely a social occasion, when family and friends get together for fun and merriment. Different kinds of dried fruits, nuts, seeds and fresh winter fruits are consumed. The presence of dried and fresh fruits is reminiscence of the ancient feasts to celebrate and pray to the deities to ensure the protection of the winter crops.&lt;br /&gt;Iranian Jews, who are amongst the oldest inhabitants of the country, in addition to "Shab e Cheleh", also celebrate the festival of "Illanout" (tree festival) at around the same time. Illanout is very similar to the Shab e Cheleh celebration. Candles are lit and all varieties of dried and fresh winter fruits are served. Special meals are prepared and prayers are performed. There are also very similar festivals in many parts of Southern Russia that are identical to "Shab e Cheleh" with local variations. Sweet breads are baked in the shape of humans and animals. Bon fires are made and dances resemble crop harvesting. Comparison and detailed studies of all these celebrations no doubt will shed more light on the forgotten aspects of this wonderful and ancient festival, where merriment was the main theme of the festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Shab e Cheleh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-7631130030205351160?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7631130030205351160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-7827223807820484425</id><published>2007-12-12T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:20:32.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koop Islands Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yf0U6FR3UeU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yf0U6FR3UeU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's getting cold on this island&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sad alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so sad on my own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were much too young&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I'm looking for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or anyone like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We said goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the smile on our faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you're alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're so sad on your own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We run out of time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you’re looking for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or anyone like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na na na na…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's getting cold on this island&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sad alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so sad on my own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were much too young&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I'm looking for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or anyone like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-7827223807820484425?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7827223807820484425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=7827223807820484425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7827223807820484425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7827223807820484425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/koop-islands-blues.html' title='Koop Islands Blues'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-6510161100687541864</id><published>2007-11-06T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:20:07.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Like a Snake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Is there any bones in her body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLw2Kd6KnFg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLw2Kd6KnFg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Judges stood to applaud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-6510161100687541864?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6510161100687541864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=6510161100687541864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/6510161100687541864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/6510161100687541864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/dancing-like-snake.html' title='Dancing Like a Snake'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-3502715312357921784</id><published>2007-10-20T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:55:52.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juan Martin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/RxpIzAJkGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NA2MtPE2Cqk/s1600-h/juan+Martin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123487567138003442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/RxpIzAJkGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NA2MtPE2Cqk/s320/juan+Martin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Have you ever think that you are not on the Earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;I was watching and listening to Juan Martin's pieces in his concert last night and enjoying in a manner that I felt I am not on the Earth until I found pain in my toes. Power of Juan in playing the guitar made me to dance with my toes when I was sitting and I didn't understand it until I felt the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;I was thinking that how somebody can capture my soul in a way that I myself am not conscious about it. for sure, Juan Martin is one of those people who have this power. He had a young girl singer and a dancer in his team ,both extraordinary. The girl had a very warm and powerful voice such that Juan Martin said in English but with his sweet spanish accent : " when she sings ,I feel better.I feel Sun is coming up". And he was right. The dancer was a boy. At his last dance, nobody could move.People were watching in silence and were astonished by his strange movement. It was a great concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;He played some of his popular pieces last night.These are two of them that most of us are familiar with it :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UYc-__XhhI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UYc-__XhhI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zx0yZp4l0nM&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zx0yZp4l0nM&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-3502715312357921784?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3502715312357921784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=3502715312357921784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/3502715312357921784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/3502715312357921784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/juan-martin.html' title='Juan Martin'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/RxpIzAJkGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NA2MtPE2Cqk/s72-c/juan+Martin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-7052191941092841689</id><published>2007-10-18T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:36:41.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I want to write here some things that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; for me, and I think that they can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; for others ,too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Most of the times, I do not have time to write because I have too many things to do like studying, programming, doing research, cooking, taking shower, brushing my teeth, doing the dishes and.... When I do not have anything to do, I am with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friends!&lt;/span&gt; When I am here to write, it means that I am alone and tired of doing my main &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;! Yes, here would be a break for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is a start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;P.S. My native language is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; and for sure you can find some mistakes here.I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; if you correct me.Thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-7052191941092841689?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7052191941092841689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=7052191941092841689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7052191941092841689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7052191941092841689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-start.html' title='Start'/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5744898756795296856.post-7330499164147037733</id><published>2007-10-18T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:47:15.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/RxguWwJkGbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VywWODDnUWs/s1600-h/ArtoftheStartEgg.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122895544550955442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/RxguWwJkGbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VywWODDnUWs/s320/ArtoftheStartEgg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5744898756795296856-7330499164147037733?l=saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7330499164147037733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5744898756795296856&amp;postID=7330499164147037733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7330499164147037733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5744898756795296856/posts/default/7330499164147037733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saloomeh-dancingwithwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/start.html' title=''/><author><name>Saloomeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TjgjIkqBND0/RxguWwJkGbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VywWODDnUWs/s72-c/ArtoftheStartEgg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
