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Originally posted by Sendran
reply to post by LadySkadi
Was that really your first effort?
Star and a flag for you. I enjoyed that, a great perspective, and well told. Thanks.
Sendran.
Originally posted by JustMike
reply to post by LadySkadi
Superlatives are inadequate. Giving a star and flag is inadequate, though I did anyway.
Lady Skadi, you have the wonderful and very precious gifts of empathy and deep compassion, and your writing is the vessel that conveys their essence to us.
Thank you, bless you, peace and light to you.
Mike
Originally posted by atlasastro
Well done OP.
For such a short story, you tell a mighty tale.
Maybe, if you continue the story, some of the RATS at BP can get covered in oil.
Edit to add: I haven't cared that much about rats since Micheal Jacko(before he became wacko) sang Ben.
Originally posted by jam321
Wow.
Mighty Impressive and very touching.
Encore please
Originally posted by plumranch
reply to post by LadySkadi
That was beautifully written, moving, touching!
You know, that took me back to the days following the Exxon Valdez disaster. I was on a small rescue boat compliments of the US Fish and Wildlife Service combing the waters of Prince Williams Sound for oiled birds and mammals. The birds that we picked up were heavily oiled and most died.
There was one joyful moment when I plucked a newborn sea otter from an ice island before it could get oiled. We delivered her by helicopter to Valdez to be nursed to health. We named her Annie. Annie, I was told was one of the few survivors of the early days of the spill.
I was back to the Prince Williams sound a month ago. There was no oil, birds and sea life was back to pre spill numbers and all was well. Only memories remained of the disaster!
What a tragic and yet inspiring story. Interesting the moments of joy (or light) that can almost always be found in times of trouble (darkness)
Originally posted by nenothtu
Excellent job, Lady! Well written and emotive. Somehow, you managed to pull off a human interest story, told by... critters!
Well done!
Concerning the rat: I don't like rats, never have, never will. My daughter, on the other hand who (unlike my decrepit self) has a heart, said to tell Izzy that the rat is alive and well, and apparently sipping on a margarita on the beach at Cabo. Said the CIA flew him down there on a specially chartered Air America Life Flight, and even provided him with a tiny pair of rat-sized shades, to assist with his new identity.
Edit: for typos, because none are immune. Especially me.
[edit on 2010/6/26 by nenothtu]