JUSTICE For The Elderly

That happened a few years ago, in one of the country's courts.

Characters: wife, husband, and mother. Spectators: the public from the courtroom, judges, and some lawyers. Reason process: an old woman and one, maybe ill; his mother claims her only son, a man in full strength, healthy and sturdy, help her to live decent, her last years. Just ask the unwritten laws of humanity. According to them, she addressed the court to do justice. That is, to force the son, an engineer with a well paid job, so maintain the mother.

As expected, the court awarded in favor of the applicant, as they say in the language of lawyers.

So far, nothing special. A civil lawsuit, like so many others.

Accustomed to such cases, judges were hurrying to move to another folder, considering the case solved. But our story starts now ...

Upon hearing the sentence, "too friendly" daughter- in-law of old woman was caught simply by a fit of anger; seemed a blatant injustice, her husband to bring home, payday, less than the few hundred dollars, the tribunal decided to give her son month, to his old mother, for expenses maintenance. And then, in front of the room, she began to crying, to insults mother-in-law, blaming her for pettiness.

Those present, stunned by this output, it looked amazing and justified contempt.

Eventually, of course, the court had to call to order and to warn that if peace will not be enforced the law. Of those present were heading now towards the man. Sentenced by most for his attitude reprehensible, pitied by others because the wife had as the classic shoe, the man was silent and just stared into the ground.

If, at that time, the three had left the room, things would have stopped there, leaving only the present meeting with a bitter taste of an event that did not honor human nature. No one could have known what happened but, old soul ?! Until then there had never been to court. He looked at the faces of the room, looked at the judges, clearly all the same reproach to her son. And covered it a legitimate and painful sense of remorse, shame, shame on him. Something in her soul rebelled and refused to leave it at that. He would like foreign men to regard her son as a jerk, a jerk. He asked so to speak, to protect him from such unjust suspicion.

- I ask to be forgiven, she began, but do not think my son is a bad man at heart. I know him better than anyone. Not to bore me inhuman and from him I cry myself tribunal. I would not have done it if he would have called. And you'll see why ...

A silence filled with eager attention settled down in the hall. Overwhelmed engineer eyes dropped down when his wife suddenly appeared, and she listened, amazed.

- I am a simple woman, continued the old lady though encouraged by the attention of the room. I worked long and hard to live and to grow on him. They were then hard times right after the Great Depression. I was alone all my life, I never had a man. And you see, again, why. The boy wore always nice to me: it was good, I listened, learned my ass off to make future; also had a good head, do not talk. Then, when it was bigger, worked, and made sense and he took care of me. When he married, I thought I could be of help in the home, children. I'm just used to work. It was not long, however, and saw that my daughter-in -law "tangling" more and more of me around the house, although they had a good house, spacious. As children ... not want to have ... One time I endured stings. He did not say anything. I saw that works, that sees its work. I knew him well and saw where I enjoyed working for him. I did not want to upset him with mine. Besides, in the presence of him my daughter-in-law wear otherwise. But he could just leave in the morning and evening. Sometimes he went through other cities. Stay at home with daughter-in-law, she does not work. When not doing various things in the kitchen, I would sit in my corner somewhere, to no upset at all. All day silent, hoping that things will go for the better. But did not go well! Do not say everything happened. Enough that, after a while, fights broke out between them. The reason I was. Eventually no longer feared me. For the wife, money was the most important thing for which she lived, ate the illusion that money gives control over her life and others. One day to my son she shouted: "Either me or your mother! Choose ".

At that moment daughter-in-law, under the hostile entire room, I had to go look.

- In short, continues old, I could not bear. My son loved and I had wanted to separate my account. But what could I do? I found somewhere a little house and I moved. But, I felt alone in the world loud now! Work could not: I am old. However, I have not given up. I was trying to assure basic needs doing various things on my neighbors, walked their dogs, but I stayed with children at a time aging and I got sick and I had to stay longer in bed. I went over to their house very rare. My son, what I say, so how can I help. But his wife kept strictly counting the money he was earning. Very soon broke out and fights. Then, thinking that doing a good boy guided me to address the court. Not to be his wife says, because if that will decide the law, he can not do otherwise ... Seeing how you look at it, I was sorry that I listened. Know that it is not a bad man at heart ... Can not tell you this, but I endured heart when I heard his wife screaming here those terrible things about me ...

Old hesitated. He wiped his tears and trembling hand as if remembering a thing distant stories on with an obvious sense of relief.

- And I want to tell you something ... something I have not said before, anyone .. Even my son, because I did not embitter him ... I, I think, about 18 years old, well I do not know. We were a bunch of kids from their parents. One day, I was in the forest near the town where I lived with my parents because I had to gather dry wood for the fire, I heard a whimper. At first I was scared and not knowing what I started to run. Then I explained. It was a whining child. He was only a few weeks. Some, not even a man. What was I to do? I took him gently in his arms. I also cried. I let him pile of wood and chest, I ran home. At the edge of the woods I stopped. I had fear. I put the baby down. He immediately began to cry louder than before. I broke into a run to not hear it. But I stopped soon; I watched his crying. I'm back. He looked at me with pleading some with little eyes so that I have not the heart to leave him there.

When I saw my father home, was stunned. I cried to go where the child know that's not right. My father was a hard man and unyielding. And seeing me as caregivers, entered the suspicion. He thought that it be mine and I hid the truth. Maybe drunk that day, we took the beating and my mother and me. Wed began to be my dear child and did not know what to do. Finally, I decided to go home with him. What will be, it is !, I thought ... I was not easy! Nowhere did not want to take me with him. Let him, I endured. But I was ashamed to tell someone that's not my child. Who would have thought it? When I finally found, some benevolent people who welcomed me, boy, I have been able, if I would have asked her to work just to earn my food and child and have a shelter. I raised myself. The show was not. Who was to look at a poor woman, with a child over? No one asked me to marry him. I had him, my sun. He grew sturdy, as you see it ...

Here, the old silent disconcerted. He could not speak. Tears started flowing down his cheek. Among sobs just added this:

- If this woman had so sorry after morsel that gives me my son, I declare that I want to get anything from him and withdraw my complaint ... is a silence in the room. People wiped his eyes furtively ...

This was the story. Son, overwhelmed by emotion, approached the old woman, hiding her face in her hands rough. His wife got up and left the room disconcerted. I do not know if left next to a man who would bring home a few hundred dollars less, but I know him, "foundling in the forest" will not be able to live apart from one who was a mother so hi there.

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THE HARD FRIDAY

I started one day could not have better. That very morning, very early, in the dark, hopping up in the kitchen, making me a latte and withdrawing me in my thoughts.

I became a mother at age 23 and I was very clear what to do: I had to be the big sister, my child's playmates. What could be so complicated? Half of my life I had been a child, I knew very well how things are. I could not be overcome by everything that would happen to me. But the ...

We announce a beautiful day of autumn finally a beautiful day like many others in this time of year, only this time we had some new boots and a dress all new and not wait to walk out. I was anxious to step on a thick carpet of leaves just fallen under the sole boot feel its softness and to enjoy the flavor of autumn floating in the air.

We, therefore, every reason to wake up in a good mood and thinking with delight the day that was to follow. Even I started and I prepared coffee sitting on the corner of the washing machine in the bathroom. I arranged a little hair, I put a bit of makeup, so discrete day. May take a sip of coffee and change songs from the list on the phone. At 6:01 I was a ready bit, a bit of perfume and I could get out the door. When Danny woke up and my son aged three years. He opened his eyes and looked at me, as he does every morning.

Kiss him in passing on the forehead and run to open the kitchen window. Unbelievable! Everything seemed wet and punched me out a wave of cold air. Head out the window to make sure. Raining and it was cold. It was too cold and too wet for my dress for my boots.

Well, that's it! I'll change clothes! You're not going to ruin my enthusiasm with which all this rain I woke up, I thought to myself.

I started to think about other options dress code when I heard Danny, with a voice like a bear, I'm crying

- Mom! Come on, please!

The child had removed just those words. He told me, whispered that it hurts neck.

- Let me make you some tea, 'I said.

I made tea in 3-4 minutes, but Danny was sleeping deeply when I went to take him. I changed the dress and boots. I jumped into some jeans and I started looking for baby clothes.

While I was concerned about the baby's clothes tenders I heard a gurgling noise from the bathroom. I ran into a soul, even though I ran nothing. I witnessed a water and light show. Light installation went as the Christmas tree, and it was like drops of water gushing from the broken pipe to transform into small balls of light that danced playfully through the whole bathroom.

I stopped all water, bathroom and kitchen, and I threw all sorts of random stuff away. The mop was overcome by what was there. We raised more or less water with a towel and opened the bathroom window. Then I found out torrential rains. But torrential, man! Damn!

Relax, breath, it's not the end of the world. The important thing is that we are better! I thought silently.

That's what I always say, the bad days. I think, often, forget the essentials and leave me overwhelmed with all sorts of little things. I often feel like I'm taking it to the chase, the desire to make them all and go, though, the speed of a carousel does not see anything around. And then I stop and say to me are, in fact, the things that really matter. A kind of "us to be healthy!"

Sun to some installers, I am looking umbrella, I'm looking for baby clothes for rain and when I go to wake him, I find wet weakling, like bath water springing up in bed. Danny had a fever and could not get up from the bed. In the eyes a headache and neck and barely able to draw a few sounds.

To hell with it!

I changed clothes, I gave something for fever and I announced that we go to the doctor. Meanwhile, appeared installers. I invited into the house, showed them "work" and left. I announced as I can come back soon.

How, in any rainy day paralyzed city traffic, we did a century hospital. He complained that he does not feel well, I still had a little and cry because he does not feel well because I could not fly because it was raining because installers rang me and I put all sorts of questions beyond me ...

We arrived at the doctor, I went, I came home, I saw the disaster in the house, nothing was solved, the child was lying in bed, I had to go to the pharmacy, to make a creamy soup, talking to installers to two day, and a lot of other issues that do not bear any delay and that made what was left of the day, be very crowded.

And then I saw my new boots all day I remembered that awful. And, before you go out the door, I started to cry. And I put the chair and cried. And I cried. And I cried. I cried until I had tears. I cried, and raised his fists and realize that nothing, but nothing in this world, it's better than crying. And I cried until I realized that everything is resolved, it's not the end of the world, it's good that we are still good. Or at least to be.

But I cried ... And now, after a few days, we're good.

Lastly would be a great day, even if it's only now I learned Friday and not Wednesday as I thought.

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Time passes

I was talking recently with a friend about what we do, girls, and began to enumerate them, feeling sorry for me, my last weeks - months? years?, those in which my son was sick and had a fever, so I ran all night in the ER and from there they sent me home with an ironic grin telling me that, yes, it's a virus that fuss as more cool kids.

And do fever, so the story went, 3, 4 in the morning, in the coming days. 7 Meanwhile, fresh, PR smile, I had to be at work, then the courses Dutch child was at home, not eating and not feeling well, then my husband became ill and had lain, a few days.

In fact, after classes I have on the Dutch master - from 6-10 pm and I remembered that I have two projects to be finished and to teach them this week, that I wrote a long time ago and that neglect my required readings, I look like hell and there I stopped combing a week, these shampoos luck and evil substances you stuck in a picture publicly acceptable.

Then my jaw was swollen and I went to the dentist and he told me, with a superior air, they are oh my ass and it is a serious business and that you neglect, lady, 35 years of your e inadmissible also have problems, then I ran there again in courses where they told me that I must justify absences and there children call home, not have to sit their ass all the time after that, the , longer sick children, then I went home and I had a fight with my husband.

At home, the child told me it was my turn to get up with him this morning, and did not understand why not do that, lately, after I spent so much to him and he saw on television a pretty blonde dancing and wants to change me, like a mother smiling and shaped, like that, to dance with him at home all the time. After that I thought I had to do the food, it would not hurt to wash some laundry in May, that I have no idea what lies in the freezer and that and gathered dust. On my treasure belly ached, but he never complained ears or head.

In college, I met with some colleagues who asked me if I was sick and told me that I have dark circles, I look pretty crappy and that should take some pills or something.

The evening had to come to a party - be glamorous, I said, I had jaw all swollen, sore and hurt a little louder than the chest, the party relaxed world, people with normal jobs, relatively balanced daily rhythm, good humor includes both. We had 16 inches heels and knees were hurting me so I stayed over in convenient positions, I assumed the role of photographer.

Then I got home and looked at the clock, it was almost one. Tic-tac - one minute, two minutes, I went to the bathroom mirror, to feel sorry for me and when I looked there I saw a woman of 35 years, two months, three weeks, eight hours and two minutes. And I realized that no matter how much compassion I managed to collect for me the minute the needle goes forward, and three, and four. As time goes by as much calm, anger and helplessness over my daily shit everywhere, silk stockings and heels over 16 cm and over and over simulations and glamor over the hours lost in traffic. That why I did not expect anyone any confirmation of my inner beauty or power, from anyone, besides me, fuck wife dressed compassion and sensitivity and that time did not turn anyone absolutely anyone back that every day is fundamentally important and should not live in the past, because if you slipped into this dumb mistake, their crap, wine, bury you, you sing and give some boiled wheat, alms, for your soul, then, bye, see you after seven years, or not, it is no longer practical.

Then I looked again in the mirror and I saw it. She was kidding, of feeling, I would say, with his right knee, makeup flawless, one of that, the pops, you know, when you see her on the street, but that still would not put up with you, you are dependent and weak and she's beautiful and has a free and exceptional family and when stepping on earth knows he can see a handbreadth above, over umbrellas. Show that picture to say it's made by a crazy guy who wants the same moment to kiss you all over, from head to heel, and the camera instantly. What picture hard, told me the next day, my friend, who you did it, frisky hopelessly in love with a guy?

I did, I single, beautiful and proud of me, I was that guy, I was so dear to me, I love me die, I got it last night at 35, two months, three weeks, eight hours and two minutes, the first time in my life when I saw in the mirror.

Tic-tac, girls! Time passes and nobody, absolutely nobody, do not back out of the way.

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STRANGE COINCIDENCE

I'll tell you two stories "paranormal" (so to speak) that happened to me the other day. I'm sure many of you have already experienced, but maybe you did not put too much attention. Of course, I've lived them, but I happened to date to have some of them for two consecutive days. And I also explain to them.

So the other day, I was led to an urgent envelope courier. I go into the office and in front of me was a person in the chair. Although I could see the front profile (standing with his back to me), however, it seemed that looked great with Rex, my old friend from college. "Rex, he's certainly!" I thought in mind and immediately came to my beautiful thoughts about the events that we have with him during the years of study. Of course, I intend to address him as soon as he rose from his chair ... but terrible disappointment! Yes, too much like Rex, but he was not! Ohhh ... and not seen him for about two years and no I did not know his phone number to be had! I would like to exchange a few words with him!

When my turn came, I sat on the chair resigned envelope and sent to operators. After about 5 minutes, when to leave the premises, with thoughts already elsewhere, I get a slight slap in the belly. In front of me is .... REX !!! I could not believe it !! And he came to office courier to pick up an envelope. I mean, how so ... 5-10 minute ago it seemed that I see him, I thought about him, and yet he was not even in 10 minutes ... and meet him! A coincidence or what happened !? Really coincidence ??

Good ... and get to yesterday, when I happened something very similar! In the town where I live for a while, I have a rented house with garage. The owner, Paul, is an old acquaintance of mine, but we rarely see (usually in March of each year, when I pay him the rent for one year). And that, because he works in another city, it's very busy and his time is limited. I was returning home yesterday morning after an output short when in front of the house and see my garage parked a car. I was not known ... I look at the number plate (TPD was like ... anyway T and P were my knowledge and initials, Paul!). Just popped in my head, like a flash, the following idea: "Did Paul came to town? But why did not announced? Could that be his new car? "However, there can also be a foreign car, which had not found parking in the area (where there are several institutions) and needed to park it for a while in front of my house. I entered the house after I took a shower, over a quarter of an hour, when I looked out the window I found that the car left, which is why I could not see who got into it ... Anyway, I'm left with the idea that Paul could be, although that did not understand the past and to me.

About an hour working on the computer when I heard two beats at the door. "Postman" was my first idea. Open the door and when there was ... himself PAUL! I ask him first if he had parked my car in front of the garage until about an hour ago and he replied that "No!" He had another car, another registration number ... and now passed on to me, coming directly from the city where he lives, for urgent help with a personal thing. What strange situation !! And coincidence? Again I feel suddenly the idea that a person, you rarely see, you might visit me, and very little over time, this idea materializes!

There is a theory of a great scientist who said at one point that when multiplied coincidences, is a sign that your life is about to end. So be it!

What is actually happening? Be these two events, apparently trivial, evidence shows me that we live in a world of illusion, a holographic projection, in which everything works like a film, and if you mind more "given" all the ideas and flashes are can materialize? Or perhaps we humans unconsciously perceive events in the near future? If the last sentence would be true, then it means that we still have the chance to change the near future, if we are very attentive to the signs that we are shown ... I look forward to seeing if today we part of a story "paranormal" like ...

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THE SWATTER AND FLY

Hi, I'm Corinne! When staying home more in the kitchen, because there I allowed to smoke. I smoke like a Turk and drink coffee all like him because they do it in a brass pot and simmer.

I would rather drink it on the patio, especially now that summer, because I have a small terrace in front of my house, but can not. You can not because they live in a suburb, on a street in a small town, and my patio is very close to the street and, therefore, the sidewalk over which quite a few pedestrians at that early hour. How are young (just what I've been twenty-five years, not less than ten months then) and look pretty good, all male carrier pants, getting in and out on the street, feels obliged (he can not otherwise ) let me take a look. Glances longer lustful, short, accompanied by insinuating smiles, intrigue (what does this look in her balcony to drink coffee?) And others, and others, which more. I feel like a professional display in a shop window, waiting for customers. Let us understand, I do not lack guts, can ever return to the ice beast lightning glances and I would do that if it is one, or two, but they are many and ... becomes tedious and savor the satisfaction disappears liquor blessed. Not to mention the suit that Eve and I sleep in the house wearing a tiny black silk gown adorned with large flowers of poppy, with nothing underneath. Just a moment of inattention and a gust of wind made the wife could produce revelations ... incendiary as recently happened to poor Laura Pausini on stage in Peru.

So, in the kitchen, at the table, legs, smoked and drank coffee. A fly appeared from nowhere and began to waltz through my kitchen and taking that echoed with buzzing so, so annoying. I placed the windows and open them occasionally when to do general cleaning, but found it bites a place where to go. I took the red SWATTER and we executed it. It sat on the table, right next to the cup of coffee and move in small beam antennas and her slender legs like knitting something. I left in her than a black spot. I hate flies, therefore I put nets on the windows and bought an envelope and do not want to brag as The Valiant Little Tailor I ever killed ten in one shot, but I killed enough. But now I had a regret, I was sorry that I killed her.

Hundreds of millions of years of evolution from a spot kick low an envelope. Even if looked at with a microscope could not longer see traces antennae, legs, and wings her flimsy. It was a world in miniature, an entity that had a goal, a purpose in living and lower worlds, bacteria with their own aspirations. Other worlds within worlds, complex, fascinating and delicate, reduced to a spot kick an envelope. Yes, the death of a midge may be insignificant, or a disaster, depending on what angle you look. Do not know why I had that moment of weakness, to me all the flies were the same, I find that one is more beautiful or interesting as another. Perhaps if a giant eighty thousand times bigger than I am, we'd see me and Angelina Jolie, side by side, no he would not make any difference.

I love life, I am fascinated and in love with her. But sometimes willingly but most often unwittingly, kill. Yes, I know, it's outrageous! It's not nice to kill, especially for delicate and sensitive young lady. But paradoxically, life goes on, evolves and becomes stronger through ... death. Death frog tadpoles that it produces massive amounts do storks live. Most agile and fortunate of tadpoles, one in a thousand, get frogs, but not all of the frogs arrive to produce eggs. None of the bite that will not be born other flies, but the others were pretty smart, fast, and lucky to escape my SWATTER shot.

Now stay with iPad on your lap, feet on the table and write. I have long legs, tanned foot silk gown hanging on the side. I would not look bad in a commercial for the iPad, or coffee. Smoker. I Corinne, are at the forefront of the food chain, as I see with my mind's eye, almost naked, with feet on the ground, surrounded by blue and flavor of cigarette smoke. For me there is no a predator, I live (if I quit smoking) three to four times longer than my ancestors, the early hominids. How many children I want and no one is killing my children. Although I'm a natural and reasonable to kill a fly and are absolutely agree that storks to feed on tadpoles, frogs kids, my death or my children would be a catastrophe. If any of hominid, Australopithecus anything he or his wife would have stumbled upon the elixir of eternal life, it would be shown me how I look now? Now would be "admired" legs short, bowed and full hair. Brrrrr !!! I take cold just thinking.

Their death, generation after generation and natural selection has caused me to exist in this form (form completely acceptable). Maybe I should pour a few drops of red wine (the oldest, clean and good drink in the world) in their memory for their sacrifice unconscious.

How Somehow, mankind has discovered the elixir of life (long life yet) and the altered symbiotic dance between life and death dance that life always comes out stronger, more complex. We are already over 7 billion and even die, do not evolve. Not evolve because the most beautiful, most powerful and most intelligent of us chose to fewer children, or not to do at all. They left this "chore" on the shoulders of those who normally would not have had a chance to reproduce.

Over twenty thousand years people will look the same because people want to stay the same and nothing seems to prevent them. Homo Erectus was very pleased with himself, just as we are now, and that was after him and so we showed today. Lucky that I was after him.

Finally, with my SWATTER red, I do a great service to fly. If nothing changes, over several hundred thousand years man will be too weak and anemic longer keep an envelope in his hand, or too stupid to use it, while flies ...

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WHO IS THE VIOLONIST ?

"A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3-year-old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most talented musicians in the world. He had just played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, on a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?"

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WHO WAS Pelorus Jack - DOLPHIN ?

Pelorus Jack was a dolphin - Risso's dolphin to be more precise. A wild dolphin who has never been trained, no one ever told him to do something and yet he has helped thousands of people.
In 1888, Pelorus Jack began working as a life as a pilot. He ICEP to guide ships through the treacherous waters swirling through the channel of 3 km between the two islands of New Zealand, a channel that can be crossed in 20 minutes, but is full of eddies, currents and rocks misleading. In 1888 appeared before the vessel Brindle. Some of the crew wanted to shoot him when he started to jump and play near the boat. Fortunately, the captain's wife intervened and stopped. Then, they noticed with surprise that guide them through the dangerous channel.
For 24 years, Pelorus Jack led ships through the channel. So great became the fame of Jack that Mark Twain and Rudyard Kipling traveled to New Zealand just to pass through the channel. They wanted to see the dolphin and join those who shout "Pelorus Jack is coming."
To accomplish its mission, Pelorus Jack was standing at the entrance to the canal until a ship approaching. Then he swam carefully before leading her dish a sure way. When the boat reached the other side, Jack returns to the channel mouth to wait for the next ship.
In 1904, a man aboard the SS Penguin tried to kill the Pelorus Jack firing a shotgun at him. Dolphin boat still led to the other side and continued to help sailors, but never ever came up driving the SS Penguin. It was sunk in 1909 and in the channel dangerous.
Following these events, all in 1904, on September 26, the Government of New Zealand proclaimed a law to protect him, Pelorus Jack. The penalty for injury dolphin was 100 pounds. So today is the only law on any legislative body of a country to protect a marine animal, the individual and not the species.
In 1912, Pelorus Jack was gone. Nobody knows what happened. Many rumors said he was shot by foreign sailors those places. However, after studying the existing photographs, marine biologists considered that Pelorus Jack was very old and most likely died of natural causes.
Pelorus Jack never asked reward, did not strike or not late for work. He stayed on duty for 24 years. What could be incredibly helpful!
Like this story true, our life is full of rocks and swirls of dangerous waters. If you let love lead us in life and lead Pelorus Jack dishes, will definitely arrive safely at the end of the road. When you love without distinction on enemies and friends, and everything that exists in the universe, can not be just a good man, a chosen soul, and your life is a long series of happiness.

Oceanography is a branch of science called biology. Oceanography deals with the study of life in the oceans and seas of this planet.
After all marine life on this planet is mostly because water occupies an area of about 74% of the planet - so are thousands and billions of species studied. About dolphins one of the most popular men around, writing / drawing / recorded since antiquity. It is also considered a god in some cultures, especially in communities that live in the thousands of islands in the Pacific Ocean. Dolphins are considered one of the most intelligent marine mammals and their brain resembles the human brain. All thanks to them and the way they are turning the issue of sound in water and electromagnetic field emissions were invented sonar equipment performance. About the quality and intelligence of dolphins are entire tomes written and probably will write. I will try to summarize my strict action above. Dolphins are social creatures and live in families. They interact well with people and are able to feel any change in the electromagnetic field and emission frequencies. So they feel kilometers distances understand these signals and respond to the call for help. For thousands of years, dolphins have saved lives after disasters naval and can be found in many stories, news or reports.
Maybe this dolphin had the opportunity to save at least one life and stored as in the area such events can happen. And led ships coming to the area to avoid then it can not save more than one - two lives. Telepathic dolphins we understand whether we like it or not, if you understand or not our intentions towards them. Based on this kind of attention and communication oriented jumps ships who ran the safest way. When was assaulted detained two aspects - the engine sound and perhaps aggression that came upon pain or noise. or intention. For these reasons, I think when the U.S. ship was in the area not previously granted. For it really does not matter what flag was - for it was the memory of aggression. Dolphins have a fantastic memory after years they recognize a voice, a person, a memory of an event - in this case a motor ship.
Dolphins do not act out of love but manifest a magical form of affection, joy, play and presence of mind to offer help. Training the easier if and communicate and interact well with children, which is why in some countries they are part of the educational programs and recovery of children with disabilities of any kind and autistic children (all in programs for children with various are of great help dogs and horses have the ability to empathize and send much affection, sincerity, trust, and confidence). It is true that there are powerful weapons in the depths if you are trained for it.
There are beings who observe and react to respect or lack thereof categorically refused any cooperation.
All beings of this planet respect himself - the man looks and thinks he has rights over all though many are their necks.
Indeed, they are good teachers more present life and can actually feel and doing exactly what they did for themselves and for life - and they react properly taking these decisions on the spot. Do not forget and do not forgive.
We have much yet to learn, but who knows, maybe the day we realize that we have rights and obligations to all forms of life - our large and diverse family of earthlings - we know how to live harmoniously balanced every day now.
Recently I was reminded how deeply impressed I was when I read Native American literature that whales and dolphins are known by many indigenous peoples as animals with a more superior part of human consciousness. Animals are considered to have accepted to live in the conditions offered to our planet and humans to balance the level of awareness and help to raise the level. Man, by the mere fact that it is positioned vertically and that is mostly inhabitant of the land, it feeds the misconception that the other animals that - and place their lives in other media than the man, would be lower. A big mistake is and that in many religious circles believe that man is superior and that God has made available for the benefit of all animals. These ideas, obsolete, hard will eliminate human consciousness unless serious intervention in spiritual education.
My guess is that everyone has a duty to inform and understand correctly that everything on this planet is not for human benefit, but to contribute to the harmonious development together through the cooperation of life on the planet. The very planet, Mother Earth, as it is common to be called, is a living organism and man's duty is to assist in the development of healthy behavior and life of all species regardless of the kingdom.
Unfortunately many people understand marine animals, and not only there just for pleasure and fun man. There are reports that even those people about whom I think are very civilized in their custom to entertain just aggression against these wonderful creatures of the oceans.

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