tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post8472330436034154972..comments2024-03-04T12:44:00.261+00:00Comments on Debi Alper: The Revo Blog. Part 10Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-43504650752849380142017-12-16T00:56:08.332+00:002017-12-16T00:56:08.332+00:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06816946746595103127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-5960991616934475682009-02-08T10:46:00.000+00:002009-02-08T10:46:00.000+00:00What an astonishing experience. I wonder what I w...What an astonishing experience. I wonder what I would have done in your position. I'm getting a clearer sense, now, of why this whole story has been so hard for you to write. I have to say I think you're making a great job of it.Zinnia Cyclamenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841314997513292477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-63913560488662506172009-02-06T11:08:00.000+00:002009-02-06T11:08:00.000+00:00It's hard to know what to say! Powerful, tight wo...It's hard to know what to say! Powerful, tight words, Debi.<BR/><BR/>By way of thanking you for sharing this, there's a little something for you over at my place.<BR/><BR/>xxxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-32075796880215228462009-02-06T10:18:00.000+00:002009-02-06T10:18:00.000+00:00Clare - yes, sorry. I get carried away with using...Clare - yes, sorry. I get carried away with using terminology that makes sense to me but might be unclear to some readers. <BR/><BR/>As you've gathered, 'liming' is the national pastime and consists of hanging out on the street, either alone or with others, watching life unfold.Debihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-34311278497618429712009-02-05T12:15:00.000+00:002009-02-05T12:15:00.000+00:00Phew, have read it all now. Blimey. What an incred...Phew, have read it all now. Blimey. What an incredibly hard thing to live through and recall. Powerful stuff.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-61984426668312435592009-02-05T12:07:00.000+00:002009-02-05T12:07:00.000+00:00Oh bother, I should at least have read through to ...Oh bother, I should at least have read through to the rest of the paragraph: "I decide to join the straggle of limers and wait for a while."<BR/><BR/>Not a typo then, I just don't know what liming is?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-66499193234004713722009-02-05T12:05:00.000+00:002009-02-05T12:05:00.000+00:00Sorry, Debi, really don't mean to be awkward, it's...Sorry, Debi, really don't mean to be awkward, it's just that I can't work out what the typo is in this sentence: "I emerge into the market square. It's almost deserted, apart from half a dozen people liming against the shops bordering the square."<BR/><BR/>Liming? Should be limping, maybe? Filming? Leaning? Or is limin a term I don't know?<BR/><BR/>Sorry! Tis v. compelling, just want to make sure I understand everything!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-18570688414726564632009-02-04T10:01:00.000+00:002009-02-04T10:01:00.000+00:00Thank you, Babs, Joan and Liane, for your encourag...Thank you, Babs, Joan and Liane, for your encouraging words.<BR/><BR/>Liane - I have to confess that at no point did the small part I played feel courageous. I was simply swept along by events as they unfolded. <BR/><BR/>Those schoolchildren who took matters into their own hands and freed Maurice - many of whom were slaughtered at the fort - now, that was courage ...Debihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-73228192480642735492009-02-04T00:24:00.000+00:002009-02-04T00:24:00.000+00:00This post blew me away, Debi. Great writing. I als...This post blew me away, Debi. Great writing. I also must say that your courage is amazing; in such a situation I'd head for the hills, I'm sure. It shows how keenly aware you were that history was being made. I believe your unique perspective must make your chronicle a valuable addition to those already in existence. <BR/><BR/>I've never read a firsthand account of these events and they are now very real to me, rather than being simply 'news' or 'history' - especially now that I'm familiar with some of these places: the market and the road that runs up the hill from it, the Carenage. Which makes it all the more shocking that this could happen <B><I>there</I></B>.Liane Spicerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05035607144500219524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-74931699630818588002009-02-03T19:20:00.000+00:002009-02-03T19:20:00.000+00:00Gosh Debi. That last one was terrific. There are ...Gosh Debi. That last one was terrific. There are no other words...<BR/>Joan xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-70976858397689054822009-02-03T18:56:00.000+00:002009-02-03T18:56:00.000+00:00Wow, you've kept it very tight and controlled. It ...Wow, you've kept it very tight and controlled. It sounds like it was completely unreal, and yet that moment when you stop for a puff, that's what really adds the humanity to it, that 'Is this really happening to us' moment. Tremendous work and writing, Debi :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280161801824435219noreply@blogger.com