"It's like there were two clubs and some of them kept trying to join the wrong club. So I have to show them which way to go. See?"



Ahhhhh. So true. A lesson I am still learning. How is it that my seven year old can speak in parables?
is it spring yet? pretty please?
According to most traditions, the rusalki were fish-women, who lived at the bottom of rivers. In the middle of the night, they would walk out to the bank and dance in meadows. If they saw handsome men, they would fascinate them with songs and dancing, mesmerise them, then lead the person away to the river floor, to live with them. The stories about rusalki have parallels with the Germanic Nix and the Irish banshee. See Slavic fairies for similar creatures.
(taken from Wikipedia)
Renee Fleming, one of opera's great soprano's, sings O, Silver Moon in the most powerful way.
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Wow! She is a wise little soul. Aren't you absolutely amazed every time she opens her mouth? Smartypants. (I still want to hear that parable in French!)
I wish she would break it down for me in french! She's too shy about it. Oh, well.
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