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Adolf Hitler Biography
(born April 20, 1889, Braunau am Inn, Austria—died April 30, 1945, Berlin, Germany) leader of the National Socialist (Nazi) Party (from 1920/21) and chancellor (Kanzler) and Führer of Germany (1933–45). He was chancellor from January 30, 1933, and, after President Paul von Hindenburg's death, assumed the twin titles of Führer and chancellor (August 2, 1934).
Hitler's father, Alois (born 1837), was illegitimate. For a time he bore his mother's name, Schicklgruber, but by 1876 he had established his family claim to the surname Hitler. Adolf never used any other surname.
Early life
After his father's retirement from the state customs service, Adolf Hitler spent most of his childhood in Linz, the capital of Upper Austria. It remained his favourite city throughout his life, and he expressed his wish to be buried there. Alois Hitler died in 1903 but left an adequate pension and savings to support his wife and children. Although Hitler feared and disliked his father, he was a devoted son to his mother, who died after much suffering in 1907. With a mixed record as a student, Hitler never advanced beyond a secondary education. After leaving school, he visited Vienna, then returned to Linz, where he dreamed of becoming an artist. Later, he used the small allowance he continued to draw to maintain himself in Vienna. He wished to study art, for which he had some faculties, but he twice failed to secure entry to the Academy of Fine Arts. For some years he lived a lonely and isolated life, earning a precarious livelihood by painting postcards and advertisements and drifting from one municipal hostel to another. Hitler already showed traits that characterized his later life: loneliness and secretiveness, a bohemian mode of everyday existence, and hatred of cosmopolitanism and of the multinational character of Vienna.
In 1913 Hitler moved to Munich. Screened for Austrian military service in February 1914, he was classified as unfit because of inadequate physical vigour; but when World War I broke out he immediately volunteered for the German army and joined the 16th Bavarian Reserve Infantry Regiment. He served throughout the war, was wounded in October 1916, and was gassed two years later. He was hospitalized when the conflict ended. During the war, he was continuously in the front line as a headquarters runner; his bravery in action was rewarded with the Iron Cross, Second Class, in December 1914, and the Iron Cross, First Class (a rare decoration for a corporal), in August 1918. He greeted the war with enthusiasm, as a great relief from the frustration and aimlessness of civilian life. He found discipline and comradeship satisfying and was confirmed in his belief in the heroic virtues of war...
Tilly Ticket
Photo by anyjazz65 under a Creative Commons license.
Did you ever use a tilly ticket in the bathroom?
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Over the years, we’ve answered lots of your questions about words and phrases that have to do with going to the bathroom.
We’ve talked about euphemisms like I have to go see a man about a horse. Or that Victorian-era locution, I’m going to go pluck a rose. Or my favorite: I’m going to visit Miss White.
We’ve also talked about the origin of biffy, a word for outdoor facilities. And we discussed how the word john may have become synonymous with that bathroom destination.
But recently we received an email that has me puzzled. It’s from Marge in Chula Vista, California. She writes: “My brother and I have been reminiscing about our childhood, spent in an old house in New Hampshire, during World War II. My mother always called toilet paper Tilly Tickets.”
She continues: “We don’t have a clue where that expression came from. Our memory was that when we were out of Tilly Tickets, we used the old scratchy patterns — the kind used for sewing.”
Eeeeuw. Well, her question made me squirm, and not just at the thought of using an old McCall’s pattern. I have to admit I’m stumped. “Tilly Tickets”? So I’m hoping you can help. Ever hear toilet paper called “Tilly Tickets”? If so, did you ever hear a story to explain that name? Let us know. Our email address is words@waywordradio.org.
One more thing: I want to share something I discovered while trying to find out about Tilly Tickets. You may recall that we’ve talked about the word lagniappe. It’s a term you’re more likely to hear in the Gulf States, especially in southern Louisiana. It means “a little something extra,” a little freebie that a vendor tosses in. A free keychain from your mechanic, or a calendar from a realtor–those are lagniappes.
Well, it turns out that in Ireland, and parts of Newfoundland, they don’t call it a lagniappe. They call it a tilly. I don’t think this type of tilly has anything to do with Tilly Tickets. Just a little extra something I thought I’d toss in.
Life is a circus
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Here we have a double first. It’s the first “Single” by ourfictional girl band the chiX… and it’s the first song by us at Storynory.In the story (Gladys and the Eurovision Song Contest) this song is written by Gladys, the chiX younger sister, and sung by Laura with backing vocals by Mandy and Sam.
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Real life credits:
Music (and musical direction): Gabriella Brunel
Lead Vocals (and creative input): Eiriona Jackson
Backing vocals: Natasha and Gabriella
Band: Andre, Eric and David
Engineer: Joe Davison
Lyrics: Bertie
Lead Vocals (and creative input): Eiriona Jackson
Backing vocals: Natasha and Gabriella
Band: Andre, Eric and David
Engineer: Joe Davison
Lyrics: Bertie
You taught me to fly and to swoop to your arms;
And though I soared high I came to no harm;
And though I soared high I came to no harm;
You sawed me in half and you pulled me apart
And though I really laughed, you had broken my heart,
And though I really laughed, you had broken my heart,
You stood me quite still and you threw straight your knives
And though you didn’t kill, you used eight of my lives,
And though you didn’t kill, you used eight of my lives,
You rattled my cage and you cracked your whip
And though I really raged, I only bit my lip.
And though I really raged, I only bit my lip.
Chorus x 2
Our dream is
A circus
Run away
Live for the day
A circus
Run away
Live for the day
Our life’s
A circus
Ups and downs
round and round
A circus
Ups and downs
round and round
You set up a hoop, and I jumped through the fire,
And though you were cool, you lit up my desire
And though you were cool, you lit up my desire
You stretched a high wire, and you made me walk the walk,
And though said you were a flyer, It was only ticks and talk.
And though said you were a flyer, It was only ticks and talk.
Chorus x 2
Our dream is
A circus
Run away
Live for the day
A circus
Run away
Live for the day
Our life is
A circus
Ups and downs
round and round
A circus
Ups and downs
round and round
Bridge—
We made a pact
We’re a double act
A high wire flier
with a belly full of fire
We’re a double act
A high wire flier
with a belly full of fire
A big attraction
with plenty of action
A spectacular show
With no net below
with plenty of action
A spectacular show
With no net below
[Guitar Solo]
Our dream
is a a circus
Run away,
live for the day
is a a circus
Run away,
live for the day
Our life,
is a circus
ups and downs
round and round
is a circus
ups and downs
round and round
Our dream
is a a circus
Run away,
live for the day
is a a circus
Run away,
live for the day
Our life,
is a circus
ups and downs
round and round
is a circus
ups and downs
round and round
Our way is a circus
Thrills and spills,
looks that kill
Thrills and spills,
looks that kill
Our love
is a circus
yes we fight, but it’s right on the night
is a circus
yes we fight, but it’s right on the night
Our way is a circus
Thrills and spills,
looks that kill
Thrills and spills,
looks that kill
Our love a is
A circus
yes we fight
But it’s alright on the night
A circus
yes we fight
But it’s alright on the night
Copyright: Storynory.com (Blog Relations Ltd) 2009 – but please feel free to spread the mp3 of the song around the internet and to all your friends so long as all rights to the music, lyrics and story remain with us at Storynory !
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