On prospects drear! An' forward, tho' I canna see, I guess an' fear! Little, silky, cowering, timid beast, Oh, what a panic is in your breast! You need not start away so hasty With bickering prattle! I would be loath to run and chase you, With murdering paddle! I'm truly sorry man's dominion Has broken Nature's social union, And justifies that ill opinion Which makes you startle At me, your poor, earth-born companion And fellow mortal!
I doubt not, sometimes, that you may steal; What then? Poor beast, you must live! An odd ear in twenty-four sheaves Is a small request; I will get a blessing with what is left, And never miss it.
Your small house, too, in ruin! Its feeble walls the winds are scattering! And nothing now, to build a new one, Of coarse green foliage! And bleak December's winds coming, Both bitter and piercing! You saw the fields laid bare and empty, And weary winter coming fast, And cozy here, beneath the blast, You thought to dwell, Till crash!
The cruel plough passed Out through your cell.
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That small heap of leaves and stubble, Has cost you many a weary nibble! Now you are turned out, for all your trouble, Without house or holding, To endure the winter's sleety dribble, And hoar-frost cold. But Mouse, you are not alone, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes of mice and men Go often askew, And leave us nothing but grief and pain, For promised joy! Still you are blessed, compared with me! The present only touches you: But oh!
Show us your self love and JOY!!
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During a week when images of murdered black men circulated endlessly, Jones changed the conversation by harnessing the power of imagery and its connection to emotion. She changed the story from pain to joy. Negative stereotypes about black men abound. In fact, the history of American cinema interlaces with racism. Early short films portrayed blacks as criminals, buffoons, and animals. The hugely popular film, a tribute to the Ku Klux Klan, instigated a new surge of lynching.
The inflammatory images were so powerful that they took root in the real world.
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Remember the protests when the newest Star Wars movie cast black actor John Boyega in a lead role or the controversies about award shows with so few minority nominations? Our larger culture sees and represents nonwhite cultures and people with an often limited, narrow view. This issue extends to all minorities whether racial, gender-based, ethnic, or otherwise. We need help seeing each other through new, unbiased lenses—as human beings.
The same premise is necessary to revolutionize all of our false ways of seeing. BlackManJoy was so powerful because it arose not only as a positive counterforce to the prevailing stereotypes, but also as an elixir for the sorrow pervading the nation. The hashtag changed the picture. It made me see anew—with hope. I saw that there are positive, beautiful images of black men available—image after beautiful image, circulating right down my Twitter feed, busting the stereotype.
They were changing the scene, as if I was witnessing an active, collective prayer. After Jones asked black men to share photos, women joined in.
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Moms, sisters, and wives shared images of their sons, brothers, and husbands. Generations of black men in photos together—embracing, caught in gladness, in joy, in exultation. The men were photographed in graduation caps, at weddings, and posing with kids, wives, girlfriends, and brothers. The pictures showed them cooking, traveling, playing music.
The result was a seemingly endless stream of pictures of black men—as they actually are.
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The images restored me as well as others. The stream was filled with happy comments. So many people wrote about the despair that was real and urgent and necessary, but not strong enough to win or to crush. As a white woman, I stand outside the black community. I can never know the lived experience of a person of color. As an ally, I can do whatever I can to stand beside that community in solidarity and support.
The first was an image of him with our son, capturing a moment after they caught a ball at a baseball game. I also shared a selfie my husband took with our daughter before school one day. We are sons, brothers, uncles and fathers. For four glorious seconds in June I popped up on a surf board and rode the waves to the shore, screaming with joy all the way. I am once again doing headstands and cartwheels on the beach. At years-old, I am finally more confident about my body and more appreciative of what it can do than I have been for decades.
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My body confidence is not simply a result of the sense of achievement that moving has given me. It is the very relationship that has changed. I have become friends with it because of these wonderful moments of togetherness and joy. I am learning to treat my body as a treasured friend — with kindness and compassion, gratitude and respect. I am in no doubt that there are challenges ahead and no one has a crystal ball. However, knowing the sense of physical, mental and emotional benefits being active gives me, I feel I have a way to help me navigate the future with more self and body confidence.
I want to care for my body, embrace it, celebrate it, be friends with who I am. Skip to content. Facebook Twitter Instagram. Sep 13 It was great fun and I was proud that I almost managed to swim a length butterfly! I remember being quite struck by the words and body positive message. The four key things I now understand and which have helped are: My body is amazing — it has given me two healthy, gorgeous sons, healed after two miscarriages, helped me row a marathon and raise money for charity.
At times in my life when I felt all was lost, especially after my mum died, my body somehow carried me through the day whilst my heart and soul healed.