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In This Issue:
A thought for the Month by Stan Almendro
Whisper Poetry News by Giselle Visser
The Librarian Who Loved Books by Krzys Wasilewski
Poem: Can't Buy My Love by Michelle Retief
Poem: The Wrong Path by Michelle Retief


 

stan_almendro_small.jpgA Thought for the Month
By Stan Almendro

 

AND GREATEST OF THESE IS LOVE

Ever had the feeling that you are out of control with the knees weak; hands trembling; a cold sweat & your heart just racing away?

WELL IT IS THE “FALLING IN LOVE

In all reality it must be the most wonderful experience & it is there for all. Not one of us has the right to deny another this experience of “FALLING IN LOVE”

Such a tender & sensitive emotion, with the potential to do so much good & yet also to disappoint. If we can learn to understand & cope with the realities of this wonderful joy we will enrich ourselves and all those we have contact with.

Remember:

Love is not:
  • a sloppy password to enter the heart of another
  • a convenient lie when we have failed someone or denied that person of respect.
  • a shallow promise to make sure we get what we want
  • a deceitful way of selfish living with an expectancy to be accepted by all because of love

But !

Love is: That absolute respect for others & with such childlike honesty trusting those around us. It is the giving of self which then goes on to the giving of gifts. It does not buy favour but instead showers others with goodness and kindness.

Remember for God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son




giselle_february.jpgWhisper Poetry News
by Giselle Visser


Febuary – the Month of Love!!

For years and years (and probally many more years to come) people have set aside a day in this month to show affection, love & kindness to that someone special in their lives.

We buy cards, send flowers and shower the one we love with gifts, special dinners, love and attenton. We feel great giving and receiving on this day we all call valentine’s day. New romances are born, old love is rekindled, and memories are created by just the giving and sharing of our love on this one day of the year.

We belive we are all familiar with the song “it’s love that make the world go round” and I am quite sure that on Valentine’s day the world is spinning around, but would it not be fantastic if every day of the year could be like this one day.

Imagine yourself feeling loved, cherised and special 365 days of the year. This is possilbe when we start to realize that we need to give and share our love, and effection with those around us.

Only when we give abundtly from our hearts will we receive the love, peace and tranquility that we all desire and need to feel. Having someone to love or being loved is not a challenge or a far off dream, it is within one’s reach.

All we need to do is to reach out cherise, love and respect that which is given to us. Make 2008 your valentine’s year. Love those around you, share your joy and happiness, and be a blessing to your loved ones, neighbours, colleagues and friends.

The lasting affect of your love, kindness and joy towards others will long outlive your time on earth.

Have a great Valentine’s day and may your wishes, hopes and dreams exceed all your expectations.

Giselle

 


The Librarian Who Loved Books


The librarian is not a profession you would normally associate with adventurism and entertainment. Locked in his book sanctuary for eternity, his old, worn-out body morphs slowly into a faded page of some medieval manuscript. But not Tadeusz Glowinski. The 63-year-old Polish pensioner contradicts this popular belief every day of his life. To say that he is an ordinary librarian would be a sweeping generalization. Again, Glowinskis' Library is nothing like the libraries you usually visit. Looking at the tenement house which hosts Mr. Glowinski's 'beloved child' Glowinskis' Library you understand the meaning of the old proverb: 'You can't judge a book by its cover.' It requires a vivid imagination to guess that this dilapidated building in the center of the small Polish town of Olesnica hides one of the most amazing collections of paperback and hardcover books ever assembled by a single man. There are no signboards, no posters displayed to advertise the place. Passers-bye, who throng the nearby streets every day, may never realize that the wooden and scratchy doors guard the entrance to the world famous library.

"Financial problems," says the founder, Tadeusz Glowinski.

Despite the lack of funds, Mr. Glowinski has been able to fill the room's old, rusty shelves with almost 6,000 books for children, adolescents, and adults in 35 languages, including Zulu, Nepalese, and Catalonian. And the collection grows every day. One part of Harry Potter alone is available in as many as six languages, in case a tourist from Holland visits Olesnica, or one of the town's 30,000 residents wants to find out how the famous wizard's name sounds in Norwegian.

States Mr. Glowinski, "Foreign languages and the idea of exchanging thoughts between people from different countries and continents have fascinated me since my youth. Having known librarians around the world I decided to build such a collection. Later this collection transformed into a 'real' library."

When I ask him how a 63-year-old former teacher with no additional income but his meager pension has managed to gather so many books, he only smiles. Apparently, the word 'impossible' does not exist in Mr. Glowinski's extensive vocabulary. When most of his colleagues were thinking about retirement, he enrolled in a training course for future librarians in order to realize his dream and avoid being ?no one among professional librarians.? He even taught himself how to use the computer and surf the Internet, which, eventually, became another of his hobbies. Then he turned theory into practice.

The idea is as simple as it is brilliant. First, Mr. Glowinski searches for librarians and writers on the Internet. Then, when the quest is completed, he sends a letter explaining his situation and asks for help. Neither language nor distance is an obstacle. On the contrary, Mr. Glowinski loves receiving letters in foreign languages raging from Czech to Spanish to Dutch, which he later tries to decipher.

"I am learning 10 foreign languages and I am trying to absorb several more," Mr. Glowinski says modestly. Then he adds, "In the times of trouble, I always ask myself: Would you have so many books now if your correspondents did not understand you?"

Hundreds of letters and emails sent by internet users from as far as Spain and the United States show that the Polish librarian is, indeed, understood by people all over the world. Not only do they grasp his words at once, even if written in less than perfect English, but individuals also seem to share Mr. Glowinski's passion for literature. Among them, there is Kathleen Bart , a world famous writer and illustrator of books for children. "Our organization may help you with many other children's books and what ever may be good for you. Please email me back as to what way we can help you and perhaps we can send some over," read the letter signed by Bart. Mr. Glowinski, who taught himself English, translates Ms. Bart's stories so kids in Olesnica can also enjoy her works.

Another warm letter arrived from Spain. "Dear Taduesz," it began, "after summer holidays we are going to do a campaign here in Matadepera addressed to everybody in order to collect books for your library." Several months later, a mail carrier knocked at Mr. Glowinski's door, holding a "huge parcel with wonderful books." Usually modest, Mr. Glowinski can't help bragging about the number of similar stories. "Each new delivery makes my hands shake and heart bump when I 'm opening the box, no matter if inside I find one book or more, or just a single illustration," he says. In fact, most of the letters Mr. Glowinski has received are written in a corresponding tone 'full of understanding and compassion' containing a promise to send some books.

Sometimes, however, it takes more effort. As Mr. Glowinski recalls, "Once I made contact with one author from the USA, who rather decisively refused to help my library." Nevertheless, the stubborn pensioner did not want to let it go. "It took four exchanges of emails between us (eight emails altogether!) until he finally said 'OK,' and that he would send me his book!"

It all began with three Spanish books for children in 2000. Many people watched in disbelief as an established teacher, who was soon to retire, gave up his old job and decided to become a librarian. The strong criticism notwithstanding, Mr. Glowinski took a special course for librarians at a university and got a job at the town's public library. Local newspapers and online services published articles about an amiable teacher who had found his happiness in an old, under-funded library. But with fame, there came problems.

"I had been collecting books from all over the world and wanted to give them away to the library," says Mr. Glowins on toured the country as the main attraction of various exhibitions, until Mr. Glowinski was told to take his books back home. "We don't need them here," he heard. Whereas most people would give up after their first failure, Mr. Glowinski rolled up his sleeves and began to act on his own. Although he was still working for the town's library, he devoted his time, money, and health to a new, more challenging idea. He found a shabby room and sponsors who would finance the establishment of Glowinskis' Library. The notice on the library's doors read: "You can rent a book for free. There are no consequences if you damage or lose the book. I highly encourage you to use our offer."

Little did he know that the first visitors to his library would be armed police officers. As it turned out, the director of the town's library had changed her mind and demanded the books back. She argued that since Mr. Glowinski had acquired them while being her employee, the books remained the library's property. She did not say why she needed them. For the 60-year-old philanthropist it was a knife stabbed in his back. He later recalled how, with tears in his eyes, he watched police officers put the work of his life into cartons and take them away.

But it wasn't the end of his misfortunes. The old man could not accept the fact that a minor flaw in the law was to ruin his dreams. Since Mr. Glowinski wouldn't hear of any compromise, the case was taken to court. "I was fired from the public library one year before the retirement age!" says Mr. Glowinski with unhidden emotions. "I was accused of stealing my own books... I lost my health, my good opinion in Poland and elsewhere they got the addresses of my donors and told them that I was a thief...I was convicted... I got a suspended sentence...," he goes on. In a short trial, the court agreed with the plaintiff that, in fact, the defendant had misappropriated the books and found Mr. Glowinski guilty. "You cannot arrest books! I believe this is a great scandal," he raised his usually calm voice when the judge was delivering the verdict. Before a police officer removed him from the courtroom, he managed to say: "I won't let it go...the whole world will defend me!"

He was right: his town, Olesnica, was with him. Despite the negative campaign that the town's newspaper unleashed against Mr. Glowinski, the majority of the 30,000 residents supported the old librarian. "I know Mr. Glowinski is a very kind man. The judge and prosecutors should have thought twice before arresting an innocent man," read one of many positive messages that the town's online forum had received. The response from his foreign friends was more timid "living thousands of miles away from Olesnica, they could not verify their Polish correspondent's story" but friendly emails never ceased to arrive. This, as well as Mr. Glowinski's amazing inner strength and the conviction of self-righteousness, helped him survived the "dark period of my life." Finally, after months of struggling with the public library, the police, and the court, the old librarian was able to retrieve his beloved books and reopen Glowinskis' Library.

I ask him what the source of his strength is. "There have been many mentors in my life which changed with my age and experience," he answers. "But for all my life," he quickly adds, "I have been trying to live up to the old adage that one should always remain a human and serve other people." This is the best description of Tadeusz Glowinski, the founder and librarian of Glowinskis' Library. He has proved that to love something is to be ready for sacrifices. For books, he gave up the respected job of a teacher. For books, he had to listen to sarcastic comments, often made by his relatives and friends. For books, he was prosecuted and found guilty. "I'm very happy that against all the odds, against evil, vicious people, I never gave up," he says proudly.

"I would like my library, which is my whole life, to become so big that it could last for generations and become renowned in the world," he says at the end of the interview. Mr. Glowinski, who is now 63 and lives in a poorhouse, remains optimistic; a smile never disappears from his wrinkled face.

"My greatest joy is to go volunteer at my library, to check my email box, to wait for a mail carrier with parcels from people of good will from around the world, to learn foreign languages, and to serve readers," says Mr. Glowinski, "Every day, for 10 hours, including all holidays!"

If you want to correspond with Tadeusz Glowinski, he encourages you to write to: This e-mail address is being protected from spam bots, you need JavaScript enabled to view it ;or visit his website: http://glowinski.olesnica.pl/.

Mr. Glowinski assures that he will respond to every letter.

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Poem: Can't Buy My Love
by Michelle Retief


Once long time ago,
We actually got along,
And our relationship worked,
Like notes in a song,
I've tried so many times,
To make everything right,
But you don't seem to listen,
Until we start a fight,
I can't go on like this,
I feel your love for me is gone,
I think the time has come,
For us to forget and move on,
We had something very special,
Until you sank to your friends level,
Becoming a so called player,
Showing me every single layer,
Treating so many girls like trash,
Thinking you can buy them,
With just a little cash,
Just so you know,
I'm not like that,
I'm different and not some little brat,
You can't buy me or my love,
No matter what anyone tells you,
If you thought you knew me,
You have absolutely no clue...


Poem: The Wrong Path
by Michelle Retief


It started just like any other day,
Nothing was really going my way,
The world seemed dull like there was no fun,
Even the skies were grey I thought we’d lost the sun,
Until that night I saw your face,
And the feeling you gave me,
No one could ever replace,
How is it possible?
To love some one you don’t even know,
And every day you see him,
Your feeling just grows,
That feeling was shared.
Although it seemed impossible,
Even around so many people,
I never felt invisible,
The moment our eyes met,
I knew we were destined to be,
No one else accepted us,
I still wish we could make them see,
This love, it’s very real,
And no one could ever take away how we feel,
Yes you could fall in love in a minute and a half,
But it isn’t that easy when some one tells you,
Together you’re on the wrong path,
You can’t just let go of some one,
Whom you love so much,
It would be impossible to survive,
Without that persons special touch







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