Christine O'Connor

@Sandyb83979 @archeohistories Your really not worth this reply

@archeohistories It’s not the rest of the world’s responsibility to take care of the children around the world. Children here were orphaned and neglected during both wars. No one ever cared about American children suffering during the civil war or Great Depression.

In winter of 1944, a 15-year-old girl danced in a blacked-out room in occupied Holland. The windows were covered. The audience made no sound - not during the performance, not after. Any noise could alert the Nazis. Any light could mean death. These were the "zwarte avonden" - the black evenings - secret performances held across the Netherlands to raise money for the Dutch Resistance. The money fed families in hiding. It bought forged documents. It kept people alive. The girl dancing was Audrey Hepburn... "The best audiences I ever had," she said decades later, "made not a single sound at the end of my performance." Born on May 4 in 1929 in Brussels, Audrey Hepburn spent most of her childhood moving between Belgium, England, and the Netherlands. Her mother, Baroness Ella van Heemstra, was Dutch aristocracy. Her father, a British banker, abandoned the family when Audrey was six. He would spend the war interned on the Isle of Man after being arrested as a member of the British Union of Fascists. In 1939, with war looming, her mother moved them to Arnhem in the Netherlands, believing it would stay neutral as it had in the first World War. She was wrong. In May 1940, the Germans invaded. Audrey was eleven years old. To hide her English-sounding name, she began going by Edda van Heemstra. She enrolled at the Arnhem Conservatory and threw herself into ballet, dreaming of becoming a professional dancer. For a while, life went on -- performances at the city theater, lessons, practice. But the occupation darkened everything. Jewish musicians and dancers disappeared one by one. German officers sat in the front rows. "I remember, very sharply, one little boy standing with his parents on the platform, very pale, very blond, wearing a coat that was much too big for him," she recalled years later. "And he stepped on the train." In 1942, the Nazis executed her uncle Otto van Limburg Stirum in retaliation for resistance activities. His body was dumped in a mass grave. One of her half-brothers was deported to a forced labor camp in Berlin. The other went into hiding. Whatever sympathy her mother had once held for the Nazi regime died with Uncle Otto. The family moved to the village of Velp and began working with the local resistance. Dr. Hendrik Visser 't Hooft, the resistance leader, used children as couriers because the Germans tended to ignore them. Audrey, who spoke fluent English, was perfect for the job. She carried messages. She delivered food and instructions to downed Allied pilots hiding in the forests. Once, when a German patrol approached while she was on a mission, she bent down and pretended to pick wildflowers. They passed without stopping. "We saw young men put against the wall and shot," she said, "and they'd close the street and then open it and you could pass by again. Don't discount anything awful you hear or read about the Nazis. It's worse than you could ever imagine." In September 1944, the Allies launched Operation Market Garden -- the disastrous attempt to capture the bridge at Arnhem. British paratroopers were stranded behind enemy lines. Audrey's family hid one of them in their cellar for nearly a week, bringing him food, knowing that discovery meant execution. Then came the Hunger Winter. After Dutch railway workers went on strike to support the Allies, the Germans cut off food supplies to the western Netherlands. Starvation spread. Audrey's family ate tulip bulbs. Then grass. Then whatever they could find. "I went as long as three days without food," she recalled. "For months, breakfast was hot water and one slice of bread made from brown beans." © A Mighty Girl #archaeohistories

Half portion of roast beef, lovely. Paying extra for horseradish sauce is criminal.

Guess the pub?

@lindymasterson Thank you. For me, it's his drawings!

@Christine1O ive read a few of his books for myself n i would tend to agree with alot of his evaluations but really its upto the individual to decide i guess on whether they agree with Charles Vallancey or not,i dont get put off by negative opinions,i just have a read n then decide 🙂

Irish Ogham found in an Arabian manuscript in Egypt

@rte RTE. Kielty is making a show of ye. Cop the feck on and get rid of him.

Westlife will be among Patrick Kielty's guests for the last Late Late Show of the current season on Friday night on RTÉ One and RTÉ Player. rte.ie/entertainment/…

@WeedPorns @FrostyHempCo Frosty

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@Msoe_Dublin You guys do amazing work every week. Thank you.

Tonight, the weather was very warm, and as a result, we saw a noticeable increase in tent packs and sleeping bags on the streets. Many rough sleepers prefer to stay outdoors due to safety concerns in some hostels. It has been heartbreaking to see a very apparent increase in gender-based violence. Many highly vulnerable women have been forced out of their homes for various reasons, ending up on the streets. It is absolutely devastating to clearly see bruises and marks on these women as they come to our tables. On the positive side, we had a huge amount of food tonight. We prepared extra and ended up serving 450 meals across six long tables. Each table was laid out with chocolate to share with the boys and girls who come down, as those on the streets always look forward to this small treat. Looking back to when we started 11 years ago with just one table, we couldn't have imagined that we would still be needed today, let alone that we would need so many tables. That being said, we are extremely grateful to you, your support and your donations, which help us show up in the community and be present for the homeless. We remain deeply passionate about this cause and serving the less fortunate in Irish society. Until the day comes when we can finally fold the tables away for good, we must look for the silver lining. We hope and pray that one day, there will be no need for any soup run. In the meantime, let us continue to show up, help, and serve the people in dire need. Please donate: msoe.ie/index.php/comp…

@KMRiceAuthor @feilebealtaine That's beautiful.

Welcome, Beltane. Welcome, summer! 🌿 Thank you @feilebealtaine for a wonderful day. #feilenabetaine #beltane #dinglepeninsula

@QueenOfTheCraic Ar scáth a chéile a mhaireann na daoine!

Love this ❤️

@sryanbruenphoto Would I be wrong to say this beautiful picture reminds me of the old school compass

What a moonrise aligned with Our Lady Star of the Sea this evening from Clontarf. Got extremely lucky. #dublin #ireland #fullmoon

@hemperco You?

Who's high rn? 💨

@hemperco Me

@carolkav81 Well done, Carol. I know it's not always easy, but you're an inspiration to me. Congratulations. 🎊

@Oh_Behave_John To hate is to give others the power over you. But that does not mean sit ideally by if injustice is at your door. I’ve experienced the danger of this kind of rhetoric. I’ve seen the path it can lead us down.

@chunkyacademy Because I stay myself with weed, I don't know who I am with alcohol.

Name one reason you choose weed over alcohol

@_StonersRUs_ Oh, yes.

Do you think Marijuana should be just as socially acceptable as a beer or glass of wine? 🍷

It took a little time but look what I got! Thank you @WeedPorns

Only a bunch of school kids singing about how well the beer flows at their local pub! 😂 Please never change Ireland!