Thanks for checking out this video. So I was reading an online article from bloodydisgusting.com and I actually don't read it all that often, but it popped up. Someone had thrown it up on Facebook. Obviously someone cool because this is the news. I was reading it and there's not a lot of information on it, but there's a possibility, a possibility that there's going to be, going to be a somewhat sequel of the movie Tucker and Dale vs. Evil. Now, right now, if you're watching this video somehow and you're saying, I don't even know what Tucker and Dale vs. Evil is, remedy that. That's a problem. If you're a horror fan, if you like horror comedies specifically, if you like Alan Tudyk, if you like Tyler Labine, if you like to laugh, and if you like Gore, it's your movie. So I actually own it. I've owned it for a while. This is the movie. Tucker and Dale vs. Evil. Does that not look awesome? Yes, because it is. It's a 2010 film. I've watched it. I've watched it a lot, to be honest. I introduced my wife to it as well, who is not into, she's really not into horror, but I was able to get her to say she had a good time watching that film. It's, it's a very easy film for people who aren't that into horror. So the whole idea behind the film for people who have not seen it is, it's two kind of like Hillbilly dudes who are really nice guys, they're really misunderstood, and it's kind of a play on the whole like killer Hillbilly trope that happens in horror films, but these guys happen to be nice guys, and it's showing what good guys they are, and they're misunderstood, and they're trying to be nice to people, but how from the other people's perspective, it looks like they're actually being creepy through no circumstance that they've actually created. It's just kind of happenstance, accidental, very funny, very well written, very well acted. So I'm a fan of Tyler Labine. I think he does an outstanding job. Also a fan of Alan Tudyk. He's, I mean, Tudyk's been in way more stuff than Labine has, but Labine's still working. You know, he's in the new, the new show New Amsterdam. He was just in the movie Escape Room. Both of them together were in Dirk gently. Obviously Alan Tudyk does a lot of voice acting, so they're both very prolific, both very good. But anyway, the news on Tucker and Dale versus Evil. So in the article, there were some quotes from Tyler Labine who was being interviewed, and he had kind of said, it's not quite a sequel, but they're working on something related to Tucker and Dale versus Evil. So I'm not quite sure what that would mean, and if any of you out there have any guesses on what it means where it's not a sequel, but it's something tied to it, put it down there. My only thought is that it's something with similar characters or the same characters, but not connected to the story that's already played out. So maybe that's what he means by not quite a sequel, but he promised there is something being worked on. Not only that, but he said I'm in on it, and Alan Tudyk is also in on it at the moment. We are all in and we want to see if this can happen. Now, I got excited when I read this. You might be getting excited right now. If you read it or if you're hearing it right now for the first time, proceed with caution. Because as some people know, a lot of people, I think, have an inkling. When you're talking about making films and you're talking about Hollywood, it's very, very hard to see things to fruition. There are so many scripts that get picked up, there are so many books that get optioned, comic books, stuff like that, and they end up just sitting on a shelf, and they never actually get made. So this could be one of those things. But since it's in the horror realm, it probably has a better shot of actually getting done as opposed to something would be like straight comedy or drama or something like that. Because horror, you know, it's more of like a forgiving genre, especially with not just with people who are making those films, but with people who are viewing those films. It's more viewed as kind of like a fluff, just have fun type genre. So even though that's not exactly what it is, it can be a lot of things, but that's just kind of it ends up being viewed. But anyway, I just wanted to talk about that real quick. This is not a long video for that reason. But if you have not seen Tucker and Dale vs Evil, check it out right now. If you have Netflix, it is currently on Netflix. When this video is going up, I checked. It is currently on Netflix. Do yourself a favor and watch that. Obviously, I've seen this so many times and it's been so long. I just have it on DVD. It is that good. It is awesome. This is one of my favorite horror comedies. That's a recommendation. Anyway, thank you everyone for checking this video out. And until next time, keep it brutal.


Hi, it's Bridget. Welcome to Above Life Channel. The purpose here is to inspire your spirit and to fill you with hope. So today we're going to chat with Louise Hay in the afterlife. Now I've talked with Louise Hay before. She has a playlist here at Above Life Channel. Make sure you check that out. If you don't know who Louise Hay is, I can tell you. She is the woman that founded Hay House Publishing, known for their self-development books, their new age books, their spiritual books, their, I mean, so health books, wellness books, all sorts of, oh my gosh, there's a radio shows now. It's like an empire to connect you with learning for your heart, for your soul, and for your mind. And she is someone who is just a legend. She's legendary. And in the afterlife, she's definitely been a bit of a mentor, I would say. I look up to her, I respect her in the afterlife. And although I will say to Louise, you know that I haven't really been super fond of some of your work. Like I'm not opposed to it, but like just affirmations and healing your life in the very simple way that you go about encouraging us to to heal ourselves. I haven't been as, it hasn't really resonated with me a lot, the process. And maybe it's because I am not at the speed of gentle flow and change in self-love. My self-love is like passionate and bold and boisterous and it's, can be sweaty when I'm exercising and out in the brilliant hot sun to just allow my body to drink in that vibrant light energy source. And so it feels different to me, but I also think that you have done so much for so many people and with your actual, your work, as a spiritual mentor or teacher, advisor maybe, no mentor or teacher I think fits. But I am most impressed with your ability to build your business from scratch, from the ground floor, and opening up to so many other people that will have opportunity to have a voice to be able to share their work and share their messages and and connect other people with resources that they need to have on their journey because we're not, we're not all the same. And we perceive and receive information differently and at different times of our journey, different states of our life when you different types of support. And you created an incredible business that offered other people the opportunities to do that, to be more fully themselves, to fulfill their missions and life purpose. And I just think that's awesome. That's the part I love about you. To me you're like a rebel Louise. I love that. I love that about you.  She said, I'm not quite like that young man. She says, I never had the talent. She said like that. And I think everyone dreams of maybe being an actress or being in the movies. And at one point in my life, maybe perhaps I thought about that as well. But I am not someone that wanted to be or intended to be remembered as a legend, legendary or famous, you know, like a celebrity. I wasn't one that I never really considered to that. That would be my life, my life goal or my dream. No, more so to encourage others to bring forward their light. And to give an avenue for people to do that was important to me, to let people have their voices heard. That was the first principle of my company. And now after so many years and so many authors and teachers and so many different ways of teaching, of communicating and connecting, it's fascinating to me how there's so much technology and innovation. And yet, as a humankind, we seem rather slow, slow to adopt the new opportunities or perhaps maybe it is to, we are slow as humans to receive what is our God-given, God-given promise to receive, to be provided for and to have abundance and to have education and to have opportunity and to have opportunity and to have experiences where we can learn and grow and that life isn't intended to be filled with tragedy. It's not a chain of tragedy. It is more so the tragedy that we cannot seem to as a human except all of the beauty and all of the abundance and all of the wisdom that is just available to us already in a human body. Yes, even with the human mind, even with the ego mind running its job, working hard as a machine like it is, it is doing its job and doing so inadvertently can prevent us. You, she says you, from receiving just the simple basic knowledge, the simple basic awareness. You didn't get the memo. You did not get the memo that life is lovely and bright and filled with ideas and interesting people and opportunities to collaborate and to expand and to reach out in love. You didn't get the memo. You just didn't get the memo. But don't feel badly about that because you can get it now. You can get it today. Louise, you look very yellow to me, very solar plexus. She says, thank you.  She says, I know how much you enjoy the sun and that the yellow energy vibration is connected to the spirit just in case the purpose of my, my presence isn't obvious to you, Bridget. Okay. Because I came out, you guys, here at a Bubble Life channel, I came out and I was going to channel. I had a couple ideas of mind and there were two ladies that I was feeling into. And as soon as I pushed the button, it was her.  And as you indicated, it's supposed to be simple. Like things are so basic and accessible to us. But it feels like they're not, Louise. It feels like they're not. The world feels so complicated right now. Why? Why? And I know why is not the question. It's like a rhetorical question. You can't really respond to the why. It's the, she says to me right away, what do you need? What is it that you need? There is need, there is a need that is not being met. And that is why there is disruption. That is why it's so complicated and so far reaching or far away from you. What is it that you need? What need is not being met? Is it peace? Is it a need for peace and calm? Because I don't feel that it's that, it's not that that you are seeking. It's quite different than that, isn't it? If you ask yourself truly, you will hear the answer. You will feel it. You will feel it from your soul. Okay guys, let's do that. Let's ask. Let's ask, let's take a moment to just feel into our physical bodies. Knowing the beauty of the surroundings and connecting in with the power of the simple, simple beauty in life right now is clearing the energy. Breathing with intent. What need is not being met? What is the need? What is needed here? What is needed? Ask yourself that question right now. What is needed? What is the need that is not being met? That is being pushed aside. Clarity, clearly. There's a need for clear, clearing the path, clearing the way, clearing the channel. There's a need for that. Clear thought, abundance. Need is not being met. There is a desire for power, for the kind of power that comes from being so, so connected to the spirit. When you are connected to your spirit, you are so much in power. You feel empowered, inspired. You have passion. You have choice. You have freedom. You feel strong. You feel encouraged. You feel connected. What need is not being met? The need for clarity. The truest connection is in who you are. That is clear. So what's going on around us? Is it a distraction, the emotional connection, the ties, the bonds, the erratic energy messages that are entering our consciousness through thoughts, through social media posts, through media posts, through current events? What? There's so much chatter, clutter, clutter. It's clutter. It's cluttering the mind. The clarity comes from the connection inside. What do you need? What do you need? The need is being muffled. The connection to the spirit and the soul, the clear connection in knowing who you are, knowing what your power is, that's being muffled by the clutter. It's not the fault of your mind. Your mind is simply responding. It's a machine processing. The messages, the information, the context, the world around you, the storylines, the articles, the images, your processing, your mind is processing. It is doing that quite well. What need? What is the need that's not being that clear connection with your soul, your spirit? I believe you, at least I know. I feel really emotional, you guys, all of a sudden my eyes and I want to keep this open in a broader context. Oops, here's my microphone. A broader context. So it's applicable to all of us, but I feel personally so much need, a need to feel plugged in and connected to myself, purely to myself, not being influenced by comments, commentators, commentary, noise, airplanes, flying high in the sky. How is it fair that airplanes can fly high in the sky, right up into the clouds? Like a spirit. A sky represents freedom, doesn't it? We look to the sky and imagine heaven. We want connection and the connection within ourselves first and connecting through our spirit then, once we are connected with ourselves and aligned, plugged into our spirit. Ever, do you guys ever go try to plug your phone in and sometimes you don't like push the little thing in quite right or it's kind of crooked or it's not making a good connection and so it doesn't really charge your phone? Or you plug into a battery, a portable battery that isn't fully charged itself. So even if you leave your phone plugged into that little portable battery for like five hours, it only charges it like not even halfway because it doesn't have the capacity because it's not plugged in like fully plugged in. It's not fully, it's not up to its capacity, that's like us. So we got to plug in. So let's imagine our little USB ports and plug in to our spirit and simply, just simply that. That's an incredibly empowering action. Now we're powered. Now we're powered by source, by prime source energy inside of us and then, then when we get inspiration to act, then when we feel into our connections and communications with other people, we can feel in sincerity the generous nature of the connection, of the relationships, of the abundance of support and the sincerity, the sincerity and the genuineness of that relationship, of that person, of that soul. There's so much more possible then with all those authentic connections. But in order to be authentic, I have to be connected into my soul. You'd be connected into your soul before we can really be in that authentic flow. Then we can be clear and not cluttered, not cluttered. The mind is not a bad guy. I've never believed that, never. The mind serves us. It's a part of our human experience just like our physical body is. Our physical body is not a bad guy either. But this is where in our physical body and in our minds is where we get the strongest of messages, the strongest of messages. Our body and our mind control us right away. They're like a red alerts where we're out of alignment, where we're out of alignment. Then we start to have feelings and we're evoking feelings and emotions and automatic responses because our mind and our body is giving us the red light or the yellow light or the alert. Battery's going low, battery's going low. So what do we do? We got to go in and connect with the basic source, our source of power and that is our power center of our solar plexus, that chakra in our belly, the spirit of who you are. That is perfect. Thank you, Louise. She says, oh, thank you, Bridgette. She says, I'm not the one doing all the work here. The rest of us are. The rest of us are, you guys, all of the viewers. We are the ones doing all the work. Thank you, Louise, very much. And any of you viewers here at Above Life Channel, you can connect with Louise Hay for yourself. You can do it. A great way to do that. One of the tips is to use writing or journaling to do that. Just have a conversation. Write her a letter. Do that. Start with that or go ahead and do some googling and do some research and get access to some of the wonderful free resources that she created from her work in the world. Remember, Hay House Publishing was her company and she has a lot. There's a lot of talks that she's done and books and affirmations and things if that resonates with you about self-love and healing yourself. You can check all of that out online. You can find it on YouTube or just Google it up. Lots of resources for you for connection. If you want to learn more from Louise Hay in the afterlife. So this is Bridgette. It's my pleasure to connect with you here today on Above Life Channel. The purpose here is always to inspire your spirit to fill you with hope because this, oh this my friends, this is your life. It's your life. So live it. Just live it. Thanks for watching.


Yes, James Hello, welcome back everybody the next talk is about aims and the talker Jonathan Carter enjoy Cool. So my name is Jonathan. I work on a few there being an ability derivatives and systems based on those and Today I'm going to tell you about aims desktop. It's one of the paid for derivatives that I'm working on So if I can tell you about aims desktop, I'll tell you a bit about aims itself It stands for African Institute of Mathematical Sciences It's a center of excellence in Africa for for the study of mathematical scientists and it It has as a it other students from all over Africa and promotes it aims to be the MIT of Africa basically and tries to advance mathematics and sciences in Africa so It's all history is very interesting and I'm going to go a little bit into that as well And it was founded by professor to rock and his Wikipedia page doesn't even do him completely justice as impressive as it is There's lots of interesting YouTube videos and interviews with him, which I can recommend He comes from an activist background his family had to fled South Africa in the 1980s because They they were very against apartheid regime and they'd face a rest and I've fed the country and during all of this he continued to study on and and achieved great academic and scientific accolades When he came back to South Africa he found it aims in 2003 and the story of that is also a bit interesting because Place to where his parents live there was this old hotel that can house 80 Which has 80 rooms and it was falling apart and going down the way side and His father said well, you know, you always want to start an institute for mathematical sciences in Africa Why not what can't we buy this building and when I found out what it cost? it was prohibitively expensive and it was a big problem in in getting it and Nils father just started sending faxes to everyone in those to asking them You know, can you support us? Can you help us? We want to start this institution What can you do to help us so? the response was overwhelming and they raised enough money to buy the building outright and some of the buildings next to it eventually and They founded this institution that could improve mathematical sciences So it's actually quite nice. It's close to the beach. You can't really see it on that picture. I see but it's nice for students and People from all over Africa come study for a few months to do their courses and is and is also It's also a cooperation between a bunch of other local universities and international universities that have found it Since it was originally founded it expanded to more countries, so There's now sent in Tanzania, Cameroon, Ghana and Senegal There's also one being founded in Rwanda next it's the next country it's expanding which should be quite interesting and the whole project of All the aim centers combined is called the next Einstein initiative and Yeah, like I said by 2023. There should be 20 centers in total. That's a goal that they're aiming for That sense of activism is also still strong in in the spirit of aims, so More than a third of the students are women which doesn't seem ideal But it's a lot higher than a single digit numbers that you'd find in other universities in mathematical sciences They also study areas that are relevant in Africa and important like AIDS in Ebola And one student in Cape Town this year even did a study on shock detection, which was really interesting But that's a very brief introduction to aims I guess we can move on to the software which is a bit more interesting might be So In 2003 they decided to go with Linux from day one Yeah, I'm the IT manager they made a big case for saying that, you know, we free software is good and it's the way to go initially people weren't convinced but they started using Python and SageMath RStudio Kinoctave and the bunch of other related software and it worked really well In 2004 they did move to Bintu, which is what a big part of my talk will be about And also I mentioned one point the advocacy work remains ongoing. So what that's about is we often have Visiting lecturers coming in from Europe in North America and often they want to use proprietary software like Matlab and a Bunch of others and then the local lecturers they'll typically say, you know what you don't need this proprietary software to teach We can easily adapt this to SageMath or some of other software that is used and after they've used it and see that it actually works they They tend to go back and teach this back home as well, so that's a really positive effect of this as well so I'm just going to talk a little bit about some of the Packaging work that's important so Ames contributes some of the SageMath build networks for Debian and Ubuntu and The feedback from the Sage developers was that it helped a lot of the release because the Spark test went a lot better before it was the first time where they didn't have to retest all bunch of extra things on release day and do rebuilds Sage in Debian The SageMath, the Debian science team is doing a great job of getting it into Debian 75 out of 94 of the standard packages are up to date and unstable and there's actually If you look closely, there's actually just about five or six packages that's still there and we're not involved at Ames in this Specific effort, but we want to get more involved and get more of the people in the organization Debian maintainers and get them involved in this effort and the previous slide actually missed something so Currently that work is Ames maintains the PPA for Ubuntu and the PPAs are really nice features of Launchpad and for Ubuntu. I don't think they could have it makes things a lot easier so Why did they switch to Ubuntu in 2004? Well, I think firstly a lot of you might remember back then and Woody was quite old at the time and so it took a long time to release so it was a bit of a bumpy time for For Debian and Ubuntu had lots of promise so If you remember back then I'm going to go into some detail about what the crack that Ames and a lot of people to Ubuntu at the time so if you remember Ubuntu in the Windows disks had Labels on it says do not make illegal copies of a disk when Ubuntu said legally free to copy modify and redistribute And at the time another problem with Fedora and Red Hat was they stopped Red Hat Linux in In exchange for Red Hat Enterprise Linux and the licenses changed so that the binaries went Redistributable and you had to get a license just to access it and Mark Shuttle have talked about this and criticized him for that quite strongly as well and Ubuntu had back then had this thing called Ubuntu promise and talked also about humanity to others and I am what I am because of what we all are and Kaniq also said that You know, Kaniq won't charge license fees for Ubuntu now at any stage in the future and This was reiterated in things like the Ubuntu book like our software should not come with a license fee That we should be able to share our software modified and share modifications as well on top of all the Humanity and spirit of sharing the Ubuntu desktop also became very polished over time and it was a good reason to stick with Ubuntu and there's also features like the Ubuntu install it as Is very easy as he's talked about people that are killed or people that we kill by wasting time choosing a mirror Partitioning is something that users struggle a lot and we've found that the Ubuntu install is absolutely great for For many new users, and I think many of the users that end up installing I'm dressed up outside of the aims organization Wouldn't have done it if it wasn't this easy because you can just drag this is how much I want for my other operating system This is how much I'm dressed up and If it's it's simple like that So we also made some changes to the arms there stuff As I said that we don't pretend to be Ubuntu too much or that we don't we make it clear to users that it's not a completely pure Ubuntu system that they install so it sends the artwork to reflect being called aims desktop consistently everywhere in the installer and In the live eyes and even the PC issue. We also don't install airport because we don't want bugs that's in Ames desktop to be automatically sent to Ubuntu and pollute their But they crash database so Recently there's been lots of discussion about canonicals IP policies and the problems around that and I Didn't initially pay too much attention to it because I thought it was difficult trademark licenses and licensing that just protects a brand and that you can't make you another Ubuntu Product in the same field, but this recently I looked into it a bit more and I'm going to read a bit through the some as excerpts of the IP rights policy So first step is you can download install receive updates for Ubuntu for free Fine Ubuntu is freely available to all users for personal or in the case of organizations internal use It is provided for the use without warranty or implied warranties others claim to the fullest extremented law So I thought it was trends that they mentioned for personal on the case of organizations internal use But I'll read on anyway. You can modify Ubuntu for personal or internal use You can make changes to Ubuntu for your own personal use or for your organization's own internal use So when I was reading this, I thought well sure that's normal rights you get with any free software and Then the next one says you can redistribute Ubuntu, but only where there has been no modification to it That's a bit odd. That doesn't quite fit in with what Ubuntu has been about in the past And you can redistribute Ubuntu in its unmodified form compete with the installer images and packages provided by canonical And that includes virtual machines and any redistribution of Modified versions of Ubuntu must be approved certified or provided by canonical if you're going to such into the trademarks Otherwise remove and replace all trademarks and we'll need to recompile the source code to create your own banners Canonicals community team also says additionally to that that if you want to make any modifications to Ubuntu as a system you have to recompile all the banners For that they use trump clauses in The the permissive licenses in Ubuntu to add additional restrictions to how you can Distribute Ubuntu and so what does this apply to? The disc CD installer and system images together with Ubuntu packages and binary files. I mean it gets a copy right of canonical and All of all of those packages are subject to the IP rights policy I was going to need to say that Ubuntu is built by canonical in the Ubuntu community We share access rights owned by canonical with the Ubuntu community for the purpose of discussion Development and advocacy we recognize that most of the open-source discussion and development areas offer non-commercial purposes And we therefore allow the use of canonical IP in this context So this was a lot to unpack for me at the beginning. I was like What's going on and there was been lots of blog posts and discussions about this in the community and I also thought you know how I was just going to impact And so I Approached the end I team manager and told him, you know maybe you should get in touch with canonical and And ask about this licensing and what kind of license will need if any and I will even if we do get a license to distribute it freely It's not really ideal because those conditions aren't really exactly what we sign up wanted when You know when we chose Ubuntu wanted to go with that Because we want our software to be free software and redistributable and all the users should be active able to access it so young got in touch with canonicals legal team and They basically gave a License, but it actually just added more restrictions than what was already stated in IP policy So I can't post the exact thing but here's a snippet of that as well and they prohibit commercial distribution which includes Distribution of I'm just up to anyone other than I'm South Africa I'm sent is globally African universities whether or not affiliated with I'm alumni Researches of I'm so basically if I take an open to CD put some free software packages on it and hand it to you today Yeah, they've gone. It would be illegal and I'd be breaking open to redistribution rules which I think he's quite messed up and Not quite what what the Ubuntu promise initially set out to be so I So yes, but having said that canonical people are really nice I don't want to demonize them at all because even yet they've gone and two people From canonical actually said, you know what if you if you create the Aliath project for the day for the Ubuntu install it they'll they'll put it to debut and they'll and They prepare to up on that and And I want to encourage aims to switch to Debbie and if The Ubuntu licensing situation doesn't prove but it takes a lot of work because we need that install it to be easy that little partitioning thing makes a difference between Thousands of people installing it on a personal machine or not. It's it sounds silly, but it's that simple also we have to make the desktop really nice and and Consider security updates. Maybe we'll get it all the packages into Debbie and eventually and just make it a pure blend That would be the first price And it would be really easy to maintain in the future But we'll need a lot of help on that because I'm not working full-time on that project with them and There are small team and that are quite stretched already Especially with all the expansion going on. It's difficult to I enough I think people to Keep up with all the demand So my one thing I would like to consider is if someone can still considers in the winter as a free software or open source Then by what definition do you do that because I don't know one that actually Fits and then another If anyone yet they've gone for is willing to get involved in aims desktop and help us so that there's a community Who's interested in supporting it on Debbie and Please email that address and say that you are that you're willing to help because one of the concerns that I'm just as is that they've been doesn't have as big community as Ubuntu and I think currently the devian community is several factors bigger than Ubuntu community And it would be nice to show this to them I ought to prove this to them We've already had two people who said that they were they're willing to spend another Month around they've come from Cape Town next month and and come in and out out and work on this So if we if I can show more of that then maybe we can Easily twist aims is on to the switch to Debbie and I've been an ex cycle So yes, that's it. I still have five minutes for questions. So if there's any questions or comments Feel free to do that now I didn't really follow what Ubuntu does with its policies or anything But the way I understood is that this is a distinction between trademark and Copyright so what in my opinion doesn't really make sense is this requirement to to recompile the binaries because why? Yet, I think this is a little bit like Firefox and Ice Weasel where they basically just try to protect the name of their product for their own reasons So how much do they restrict the actual copying of of source as Opposed to a restricting the use of the name unless you got a license. Okay Okay, there's a few questions. Let me just do back that Okay, so in terms of copyright business trademark Their IP rights policy isn't just a trademark policy. It's it contains some copyright as well So the argument is that on a copy left licenses like the BSD and MIT licenses They can impose additional rights on the binaries So the the source packages are still completely free and you can rebuild your you can rebuild all canonical archives and Use those packages and that would be fine. They can't enforce anything on your death. But if you want to use their binaries You have to recompile them if you want to do that in your own system And it is similar to the Firefox Issue but I don't think they need to go as far as stop you from distributing the binaries to protect their trademark I think that's where we're going instead too far some We first back to that. How would Enforcing that work when we get in deviant reproducible builds set up so that they get the same binaries as we have So that enforce that our binaries are not to be used to Yes There's also a lot of unanswered questions and people have been trying to get answered answers from canonical for a while now Because I seem very overzealous about removing every instance of Ubuntu everywhere where it gets displayed but Ubuntu is even present in the version numbers of package versions and Within debium. Yes So I think that's that's completely unenforceable if they upload packages to debium of an ability to name in a vision There's another question so so you mentioned the The things that was nicer with the with the Ubuntu installer compared to debium for deployments Have you have you tried to to get in touch with the like the debium installer team of How easy or how difficult would it be to to adopt some of these things? I mean if the source code is there, maybe they could we could adopt the functionality instead of thinking of you picking Staying with the Ubuntu. I think in that case it's more of a UI issue In the text version I talked to some Ubuntu some debium installer team members in the Ubuntu team in the past about that and It is a bit difficult, but I think it might be possible But it seems like it's a shorter way to get ubiquity into debium than to get debium installer to get those UI elements natively Maybe there could be some kind of text version where you can press left and right to just shift between How much percentage you want for your other operating system in debium? That would be fantastic, but I'm not sure myself either, but I think I'll speak to some more debium installer people Maybe we can find some better answers for that Of course that will immediately put us on a battle path with the FSF right because then we're promoting the other operating systems on the computer Sorry, can you repeat that? Yeah, we'll be promoting the other operating systems on your computer Which we're not supposed to do according to the FSF Well, we have to be pragmatic about it People still want to use some old software on the other systems, but if we can get debium on more systems That's what we want and that's what we'll continue to push Maybe eventually they'll decide that the old system isn't Important to them anymore and just get some disk space back Maybe if we can we if we only offer the option to shrink the other system but not expand the other partition Then we're still pushing it. Yep indeed anything else. Thanks a lot


Sunbeam and Zephyr by Jerry Randolph Brown. They named him Zephyr because he was like the wind that rustles the leaves, bends over the lily bells and makes the tall pines sing. Zephyr was a prince among the fairies. He was strong and big for a fairy, nearly two inches tall. Although he was young, he had done great deeds. Once with his sharp sword he had slain a crosshopper. At another time he had driven a whole kingdom of ants from an anthill, and Zephyr was so clever that all the fairies would sit still and listen when he began to talk. Oh, the funny stories he could tell! Even the grave-old men, like the prime minister, would hold their sides and laugh.  She was so small that she could lie down in the petal of her rose, and often went to sleep, curled up for the night in a honeysuckle blossom. All the fairies loved her, too, because she was so kind and good. She was their queen, and they obeyed her. These fairies lived in the woods and seldom went outside, so Sunbeam, although a queen, had never been beyond the long shadow where the sun goes down at night. Before twilight all the fairies went to bed. They liked best to sleep in the morning glories, for they made such nice beds, and they shut up so tightly at just the right time for little fairies to go to sleep. Then the morning glories would open when the sun came up, and would tumble the sleepy little fairies out on the grass and just laugh to see the little sleepy heads rub the two out of their eyes and try to be wide awake. Once ever so long before, Sunbeam had had a dreadful experience. Her two uncles, Sunflower and Hollyhawk, had warned her that she must go to bed early, but one day she thought that, since she was queen, she wouldn't let even her prime ministers tell her what to do, so she stayed up very late. It was almost half past six. Hollyhawk and Sunflower were very much worried and kept saying, please run and get inside that wild rose and go to sleep, Sunbeam. But Sunbeam wouldn't, because she was a very woeful little fairy.  Sunbeam said, I don't look funny at all. Just the same, she ran to the fountain, for the fountain was her favorite mirror, and looked into it, in such a sight. Instead of her rose, she checked, chubby little fairy, all she could see was a pale, thin little fairy, so pale and so thin, that she wouldn't have known herself, if it hadn't been for the dent in her chin, where a dimple had always been. Oh, but Sunbeam was frightened. Run quick, Sunbeam, said Hollyhawk, you're growing thinner every minute. Sunbeam looked, and she could see that she was growing thinner, so she ran and ran as fast as ever she could, and jumped right into the wild rose, and hid her dear little eyes in the soft pink petal, and fell fast asleep. When she walked, she ran and looked in the fountain again, the very first thing, and you can be sure she was glad to find that she looked like herself once more. But after that, Sunbeam never tried to stay up late. Chapter 2 Zephyr loved Sunbeam and wanted to marry her, but she longed to see the world, and told him he must wait until she had made a trip around it. Zephyr coaxed and begged her to stay at home, but nothing he could say would change her mind, for she was determined to take the journey. So she called the servants and ordered them to harness two of her largest handsomest and swiftest bumblebees to her rose-leaf carriage. Then, dressed in a lovely yellow gown made of butterfly's feathers, she stepped into her carriage, waved her hand, and with a loud buzzing noise, away flew her black and yellow team. The fairies watched her, straining their eyes, till she disappeared over the treetops, and then they all cried and felt so badly that they nearly wept their eyes out. Oh, what will become of our beautiful Sunbeam? they cried. Will she ever come back to us? I will go after her, said Zephyr, bring me my swift hornet.  He soon overtook Sunbeam, for his hornet could fly much faster than her bumblebees, and he was almost up to her rose-leaf carriage when she drove her tired bumblebees into a lovely red clover field. She had never seen red clover before, as they do not grow in the forest, and the side was a great treat to her, as well as to the tired and hungry bumblebees. She unfastened them from the carriage to let them eat all the honey they wanted, and they just ate and ate until they tumbled off the clover blossoms to the ground. They were so full. Now what shall I do? cried Sunbeam. I can't get my bumblebees to go, and she tugged at them and coaxed and scolded, but it was no use. They were fast asleep. Poor Sunbeam sat down on a cloverleaf, and felt so tired and sorry that she cried until she too fell asleep. Chapter 3 When Zephyr lighted from his black hornet, he found Sunbeam asleep on the cloverleaf, and not having the heart to awaken her, he bent over her and kissed her cheek, and then went round to the opposite side of the clover blossom, where he would be entirely hidden when she opened her eyes. Just then a dew drop that hanged directly over Sunbeam's head was shaken, and it fell right on her face, and so nearly drowned her that she awoke with a start to find herself alone.  At first she was so glad to see him that she almost fell off the cloverleaf right on the bumblebees, but Zephyr caught her in his arms.  She sobbed. I will try, said Zephyr, but you do not need them, for you can ride behind me on the hornet. No, no, I must go on my journey, she said, and seeing her determined to have her own way, he tried to wake the drowsy bumblebees. He shook them and pounded them with a long grass, and grew all out of breath shouting at them, but they would not open their eyes. He sat down to rest himself, and as he was wondering what he could do next, he too fell asleep. By and by the bees awoke of their own accord, so Sunbeam harnessed them and started off again, for she knew that Zephyr would ride his favorite hornet after her before she could get far away. Soon she saw a beautiful white field and guided her bumblebees into it. This field was also all clover, only it was white clover. It stretched away off ever so far, till Sunbeam could not see the end of it. The air was sweet with perfume, so that she entirely forgot the unhappy time in the red clover. Suddenly the bees started so swiftly that she became frightened, and in spite of all her efforts to stop them, they flew faster and faster, until she could see nothing but a dim white mass all around her. Then, with a thump, they struck a hard-bored fence, and fell to the ground, and poor little Sunbeam was thrown from her rose-leave carriage and nearly stunned by the fall. When she could open her eyes, she saw that the poor bumblebees were dead, and then she knew that her journey was at an end, and that perhaps she could never get home again. Chapter 4 While Sunbeam was sitting among the white clover, sobbing as though her heart would break, she heard a strange noise. It was different from any noise she had ever heard before. It grew louder and louder, and poor little Sunbeam became very much frightened. Just as fast as she could, she climbed up the slippery stem of a white clover, and tiptoed across the top of the blossom and looked. And what do you think she saw, something big and wide coming towards her? Sometimes it would come straight towards her, and then it would fall down, and all the clover would be crumbled. Then Sunbeam heard a big voice say, Come, baby, dear. Baby thought Sunbeam. That is not a baby. That is a giant, more than a hundred, hundred times as big as a fairy. Sunbeam was so frightened that she climbed down from the clover blossom and ran as fast as she could. Then she fell down and tore her pretty yellow dress on a blade of grass. That made her cry again, for it was her prettiest dress, all made of butterfly's wings. Poor Sunbeam thought, oh, if Zephyr would only come, and she began to call, Zephyr, Zephyr. Luckily, Zephyr was not very far away, and when he heard her call, it was not very long before he discovered her and placed her behind him on the hornet. Together they flew swiftly over the fields and rivers till they reached their own woods. The fairies were so happy over Sunbeam's return that they sang and danced and began to prepare a great banquet on the largest oak leaf they could find. Chapter 5 First, however, they all formed into line, and with twelve lovely little fairy maidens, leading the way, went to chuck in the pulpit, who married Zephyr and Sunbeam.  After the wedding they marched back to where the dinner was spread on the oak leaf. After dinner, the fairies called so loudly for a speech from Zephyr, that at last he climbed up on a chestnut and began to speak. What he said was very funny, and a red squirrel came out from a tree overhead to see why the fairies were laughing so hard and so merrily. The little red squirrel was very glad to have a chance to see the fairies, for usually when they heard him coming, they always hid. But now Zephyr's speech was so funny, that they didn't hear the red squirrel at all. The red squirrel thought, oh, I wish the fairies would invite me to their party. He saw one little fairy next to Sunbeam, who had lovely velvety eyes, and he thought she was the dearest little thing he had ever seen. It was Trixie, Sunbeam's dearest friend, the naughtiest, most mischievous little fairy in the world. Sunbeam adored Trixie, because Trixie could think of so many funny things to do. When the red squirrel saw Trixie, he thought he simply must go to the party. He began to laugh and chutter too, and ran out on a limb directly over their heads, so he could listen better to the speech. Here he got to laughing so heartily, that he lost his balance and fell right up the limb, which frightened the fairies so much, that they ran and hid away under the leaves. The little red squirrel cannot find them now, and neither can you nor I. End of Sunbeam and Zephyr by Jay Randolph-Brown With soft green grass here and there over the grass stood beautiful flowers like stars, and there were twelve peach trees that in the springtime broke out into delicate blossoms of pink and pearl, and in the autumn bore rich fruit. The birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them. How happy we are here, they cried to each other. One day the giant came back. He had been to visit his friend the Cornish Ogre, and had stayed with him for seven years. After the seven years were over, he had said all that he had to say, for his conversation was limited, and he determined to return to his own castle. When he arrived he saw the children playing in the garden. What are you doing here? He cried in a very gruff voice, and the children ran away. My own garden is my own garden, said the giant. Anyone can understand that, and I will allow nobody to play in it, but myself. So he built a high wall all around it and put up a notice board. Trespassers will be prosecuted. He was a very selfish giant. The poor children had now nowhere to play. They tried to play on the road, but the road was very dusty and full of hard stones, and they did not like it. They used to wander around the high wall when their lessons were over, and talk about the beautiful garden inside. How happy we were there, they said to each other.  Only in the garden of the selfish giant it was still winter. The birds did not care to sing in it, as there were no children, and the trees forgot to blossom. Once a beautiful flower put its head out from the grass, but when it saw the notice board it was so sorry for the children that it sped back into the ground and went off to sleep. The only people who were pleased were the snow and the frost. Spring has forgotten this garden, they cried, so we will live here all year round. The snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the frost painted all the trees silver. Then they invited the north wind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrapped in furrows, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney pots down. This is a delightful spot, he said. We must ask the hail on a visit. So the hail came. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle, till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go. He was dressed in grey, and his breath was like ice. I cannot understand why the spring is so late and coming, said the selfish giant, as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold white garden. I hope there will be change in the weather. But the spring never came, nor the summer. The autumn gave golden fruit every garden, but to the giant's garden she gave none. He is too selfish, she said. So it was always winter there, and the north wind, and the hail, and the frost, and the snow danced about through the trees. One morning the giant was lying awake in bed when he heard some lovely music. It sounded so sweet to his ears that he thought it must be the king's musicians passing by. It was really only a little linen singing outside his window, but it was so long since he had heard a bird sing in his garden that it seemed to him to be the most beautiful music in the world. Then the hail stopped dancing over his head, and the north wind ceased roaring, and a delicious perfume came to him through the open casement. I believe the spring has come at last, said the giant, and he jumped out of bed and looked out. What did he see? He saw a most wonderful sight. Through a little hole in the wall the children had crept in, and they were sitting in the branches of the trees. In every tree that he could see there was a little child, and the trees were so glad to have the children back again that they had covered themselves with blossoms, and were waving their arms gently above the children's heads. The birds were flying about and twittering with delight, and the flowers were looking up through the green grass and laughing. It was a lovely scene. Only in one corner it was still winter. It was the farthest corner of the garden, and in it was standing a little boy. He was so small that he could not reach up to the branches of the tree, and he was wandering all around it crying bitterly. The poor tree was still covered with frost and snow, and the north wind was blowing and roaring above it. Climb up little boy, said the tree, and it bent its branches down as low as it could, but the boy was too tiny. And the giant's heart melted as he looked out. How selfish I have been, he said. Now I know why the spring would not come here. I will put that little boy on top of the tree, and then I will knock down the wall, and my garden shall be the children's playground forever and ever. He was really very sorry for what he had done. So he crept downstairs and opened the front door quite softly, and went out into the garden. But when the children saw him, they were so frightened that they all ran away, and the garden became winter again.  And the tree at once broke into blossom, and the birds came and sang on it, and the little boy stretched out his two arms and flung them round the giant's neck and kissed him. And the other children, when they saw that the giant was not wicked any longer, came running back, and with them came the spring. It is now your garden, little children, said the giant, and he took a great axe and knocked down the wall. And when the people were going to market at 12 o'clock, they found the giant playing with the children in the most beautiful garden they had ever seen. All day long they played, and in the evening they came to bid the giant goodbye. But where is your little companion, he said, the boy I put into the tree. The giant loved him the best because he had kissed him. We don't know, answered the children, he has gone away. You must tell him to be sure to come here tomorrow, said the giant. But the children said that they did not know where he lived, and had never seen him before, and the giant felt very sad. Every afternoon, when school was over, the children came and played with the giant, but the little boy whom the giant loved was never seen again. The giant was very kind to all the children, yet he longed for his first little friend, and he often spoke of him. How I would like to see him, he used to say. Years went over, and the giant grew very old and feeble. He could not play about anymore, so he sat in a huge armchair and watched the children at their games, and admired his garden. I have many beautiful flowers, he said, but the children are the most beautiful flowers of all. One winter morning, he looked out of his window as he was dressing. He did not hate the winter now, but he knew that it was merely the spring asleep, and that the flowers were resting. Suddenly, he rubbed his eyes in wonder, and looked and looked. It certainly was a marvellous sight. In the farthest corner of the garden, was a tree, quite covered with lovely white blossoms. Its branches were all golden, and silver fruit hung down from them, and underneath it stood the little boy he had loved. Downstairs ran the giant in great joy, and out into the garden. He hastened across the grass, and came near to the child. And when he came quite close, his face grew red with anger, and he said, Who hath did to wound thee? For on the palms of the child were the prince of two nails, and the prince of two nails were on the little feet. Who hath did to wound thee? cried the giant. Tell me that I might take my big sword and slay him. Nay, answered the child, but these are the wounds of love. Who art thou? said the giant, and a strange awe fell on him, and he knelt before the little child.  Today you shall come with me to my garden, which is paradise. And when the children ran in their afternoon, they found the giant laying dead under the tree, all covered with white blossoms. End of the Selfish Giant by Oscar Wilde Rid by Anna Pinto The Tale of Mrs. Tingdee Winkle by Beatrix Potter This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org read by Chad Horner. Once upon a time, there was a little girl called Lizzie, who lived at a farm called Little Town. She was a good little girl, only she was always losing her pocket handker chips.  I've lost my pocket hankin, three hankins and a penny. Have you seen them? Tabby Kitten. The kitten went on washing her white paws, so Lizzie asked a speckled hen. Sally Henny Penny, have you found three pocket hankins? But the speckled hen ran into a barn, clucking. I go barefoot, barefoot, barefoot. And then Lizzie asked Cog Robin, sitting on a twig. Cog Robin looked sideways at Lizzie, with his bright black eye, and he flew over a stile and away. Lizzie climbed upon the stile and looked up at the hill behind Little Town, a hill that goes up, up into the clouds as though it had no top, and the great way up the hillside, she thought, she saw some white things spread upon the grass. Lizzie scrambled up the hill as fast as her stout legs would carry her. She ran along a steep pathway up and up, until Little Town was right away down below. She could have dropped a pebble down the chimney. Presently she came to a spring, bubbling out from the hillside. Someone had stood a tin can upon a stone to catch the water, but the water was already running over, for the can was no bigger than an egg cup, and where the sand upon the path was wet, there were foot marks of a very small person, Lizzie ran on and on. The path ended under a big rock. The grass was short and green, and there were clothes, props cut from bracken stems, with lines of plated brushes, and a heap of tiny clothespins, but no pocket hanger sheets, but there was something else, a door, straight into the hill, and inside it someone was singing, Lily white and clean o, with little frills between o, smooth and hot, red rusty spot, never hear be seen o. Lizzie knocked once, twice and interrupted the song. A little frightened voice called out, who's that? Lizzie opened the door, and what do you think there was inside the hill? A nice clean kitchen, with a flagged floor and wooden beams, just like any other farm kitchen. Only the ceiling was so low that Lizzie's head nearly touched it, and the pots and pans were small, and so was everything there. There was a nice hot, singy smell, and at the table, with an iron in her hand, stood a very stout short person, staring anxiously at Lizzie. Her print gown was tucked up, and she was wearing a large apron, over her striped pedico.  Who are you, said Lizzie? Have you seen my pocket hankins? The little person made a bob curtsy. Oh yes, if you please him. My name is Mrs. Tingy Twinkle. Oh yes, if you please him. I'm an excellent clear stature, and she took something out of a closed basket, and spread it on the ironing blanket. What's that thing, said Lizzie? That's not my pocket hankin. Oh no, if you please him. That's a little scarlet waistcoat, belonging to Cog Robin, and she ironed it and folded it, and put it on one side. Then she took something else off a clothes horse. That isn't my penny, said Lizzie. Oh no, if you please him. That's a damask tablecloth, belonging to Jenny Wren. Look how it stained with current wine. It's very bad to wash, said Mrs. Tingy Winkle. Mrs. Tingy Winkle's nose went sniffle, sniffle, sniffle, and her eyes went twinkle twinkle, and she fetched another hot iron from the fire. There's one of my pocket hankins, cried Lizzie, and there's my penny. Mrs. Tingy Winkle ironed it, and goffered it, and shook out the frills. Oh that is lovely, said Lizzie. And what are those long yellow things, with fingers like gloves? Oh that's a pair of stockings, belonging to Sally Hennie Penny. Look how she's worn the heels out, with scratching in the yard. She'll very soon go barefoot, said Mrs. Tingy Winkle. Why, there's another hankersniff, but it isn't mine, it's red. Oh no, if you please him, that one belongs to old Mrs. Rabbit. And it did, so smell of onions. I've had to wash it separately, I can't get out the smell. There's another one of mine, said Lizzie. What are those funny little white things, that's a pair of mittens belonging to Tabby Kinn. I only have to iron them. She washes them herself. There's my last pocket hankin, said Lizzie. And what are you dipping into, the basin of starch? Their little diggy shirt fronts, belonging to Tom Tipmouse. Most terrible tickler, said Mrs. Tingy Winkle. Now I've finished my ironing, I'm going to air some clothes. What are these dare soft fluffy things, said Lizzie. Oh those are willy coats, belonging to the little lambs at Skellgill. Will their jackets take off? Asked Lizzie. Oh yes, if you please him. Look at the sheep mark on the shoulder, and here's one marked for Gatesgarth, and three that come from Littletown. They're always marked at washing, said Mrs. Tingy Winkle. And she hung up all sorts and sizes of clothes, small brown coats of mice, and one velvety black, mull-skin waistcoat, and a red tailcoat, with no tail belonging to Squirrel, nutkin, and a very much shrunk blue jacket, belonging to Peter Rabbit. And a petticoat, not marked, that had gone lost in the washing, and at last the basket was empty. Then Mrs. Tingy Winkle made tea, a cup for herself and a cup for Lizzie. They sat before the fire on a bench, and looked sideways, at one another. Mrs. Tingy Winkle's hand, holding the tea cup, was very very brown, and very very wrinkly, with the soup suds. And all through her gown, and her cap there was hairpins, sticking wrong end out, so that Lizzie didn't like, to sit too near her. When they had finished tea, they tied up the clothes in bundles, and Lizzie's pocket hankerchiefs, were folded up inside her clean penny, and fastened with a silver safety pin. And then, they made up the fire with turf, and came out, and locked the door, and hid the key under the door cell. Then, away down the hill, trotted Lizzie and Mrs. Tingy Winkle, with the bundles of clothes. All the way down the path, little animals came out, of the fern to meet them. The very first that they met, were Peter Rabbit and Benjamin Bunny. And she gave them, their nice clean clothes, and all the little animals and birds, were so very much obliged, to dear Mrs. Tingy Winkle. So that, at the bottom of the hill, when they came to the stile, there was nothing left to carry, except Lizzie's one little bundle. Lizzie scrabbled up the stile, with the bundle in her hand, and then she turned to say, good night. And to thank the washerwoman, but what a very odd thing, Mrs. Tingy Winkle, had not waited either for things, or for the washing bill. She was running, running, running up the hill, and where was her, white frilled cap, and her shawl, and her gown, and her petticoat, and how small she had grown, and how brown, and covered with prickles. Why, Mrs. Tingy Winkle, was nothing but a hedgehog. Now some people say, that little Lizzie, have been asleep upon the stile, but then how could she, have found three clean pocket hankins, and a penny, pinned with a silver safety pin. And besides, I have seen that door, into the bag, of the hill, called capbells. And besides, I am very well acquainted, with dear Mrs. Tingy Winkle, and of the tale of Mrs. Tingy Winkle, like Beatrix Potter. The Weird Witch of the Willow Herb by Evelyn Sharp. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings, are in the public domain. For more information, or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. The Weird Witch of the Willow Herb The Weird Witch of the Willow Herb, lived in a pink cottage, on the top of a hill. She was merry and beautiful, and wise and kind, and she was all dressed in pink and green, and she had great eyes, that were sometimes filled with laughter, and sometimes filled with tears. And her round soft mouth, looked as though it had done nothing but smile, for hundreds and hundreds of years. Her pink cottage, was the most charming place in the world to live in. The walls were made, of the flower of the Willow Herb, and the roof was made of the green leaves, and the floors were made of the white down, and all the little lettuce windows were cobwebs, spun by the spiders who live in Fairyland, and make the windows for the Fairy Queen's own palace. And no one but a wimp or a fairy, could have said how long the Weird Witch of the Willow Herb, had been living in her cottage, on the top of the hill. Now anyone might think, that this wonderful witch was so sweet, and so wise, that all sorts of people would be coming, all day long, to ask her to help them. For of course, that is what a witch is for. But this particular witch, who lived in her pink cottage on the top of the hill, had not been living there all that time for nothing. If I did not keep a few spells, lying about at the bottom of the hill, I should never have a moment's peace, chuckled the witch of the Willow Herb, and that is why most of the people, who came to ask her for spells, never got so far as the pink cottage at all, for they found what they wanted at the bottom of the hill, and no doubt, that saved everybody a great deal of trouble. Poor people, said the weird witch, with her voice full of kindness, why should I make them climb up all this way, just to see me? Sometimes, however, it did happen, that somebody got to the top of the hill, or else it is clear, that this story would never have been written. For one day, as the witch sat on the doorstep of her pink cottage, looking out over the world with her great eyes, that saw everything, the little Princess Winsome, came running up the white path, that twisted round and round, and up and up until it reached the cottage at the top, and she did not stop running until she stood in front of the weird witch herself. She looked as though she must have come a long way in a great hurry, for she had lost one of her shoes on the way, and there was quite an important scratch on her dimpled chin, but of course, it is difficult to walk sedately when one is going to call on a witch. I am Princess Winsome, she announced, as soon as she had breathed enough to speak, to be sure you are, smiled the weird witch, who knew that before, and you have run away from home because, because I want to find the bravest boy in the world, interrupted the Princess, who never liked to let anybody else do the talking. Are they all cowards in your country then? asked the witch. Oh no, answered Princess Winsome. The boys in my country are so brave that it is no fun playing with them.  Perhaps it is, smiled the witch. Then why are you looking for the bravest boy of all? Ah, said the little Princess wisely, the bravest boy of all would never fight unless there was a reason, you see, and so we should have lots of time to play. But how am I to find him? The only way to find him is to let him find you, said the weird witch, and the best thing I can do for you is to shut you up in the middle of an enchanted forest, where no one but the bravest boy in the world would ever come to find anyone. Now make haste, or you won't get there in time. And the Princess, with the scratch on her chin, must certainly have made haste, for she had quite disappeared by the time the witch's next visitor came up the winding white path, and that happened the very next minute. This time it was a boy who came along, a tall, strong, jolly-looking boy with his hands in his pockets and his cap at the back of his head, whistling a strange wild tune that was made up of all the songs of all the birds in the air, so that as he whistled it, every bird for miles round stopped to listen. I am Kit the Coward, he said, pulling off his cap to the witch. To be sure you are, smiled the weird witch, who knew that, too.  Isn't that it? Course it is, answered Kit, who liked to have his talking done for him. But how shall I find something worth fighting about? That is not difficult, said the weird witch. All you have to do is go to the court of King Hurley-Burley and ask him to give you something brave to do. The king is always going to war about something, so you will soon have as much fighting as you want.  All right, said Kit, which is the way? Any way you like, laughed the weird witch. But in what direction, asked Kit, it doesn't matter, laughed the weird witch. So Kit made her another bow and marched away again down the hillside, whistling the same tune as before, and all the birds of the air came flying along when they heard it, and they flew in front of him to show him the way, and he followed them over meadows and streams and orchards and cornfields, until they brought him to the walls of King Hurley-Burley's city, and they would not have left him then, if he had not pointed out to them, most politely, that although it was very obliging of them to have come so far with him, he would find it a little inconvenient to travel any further with so many companions. So they flew away again, and Kit marched into the city and up to the gates of the king's palace. I have come to fight for the king, said Kit, when the guards came out and asked him what he wanted, and he looked such a fine strong fellow that they took a minute once to the king. You have come in the very nick of time, said King Hurley-Burley. For the commander-in-chief of the royal forces has overslept himself so often that I had him beheaded this morning before he was awake. The army is in consequence without a head, as well as the commander-in-chief, so if you will become their general and invade the country of my neighbor, King Topsy-Turvy, I shall be much obliged to you. Why have I got to invade the country of King Topsy-Turvy, demanded Kit? The king pushed his crown on one side, which he always did when he felt puzzled. Now you've come to mention it, he said. I believe there was a reason, but for the life of me, I can't remember what it was. However, the reason is of no importance. Oh yes, it is, interrupted Kit. I can't possibly fight without a reason, you know. Well, that's awkward, said King Hurley-Burley. Perhaps the army will know. And he sent a message round to the barracks to ask the soldiers why they were going to war. But although the soldiers were all ready to begin fighting, they had not the least idea what the war was about. So the king's crown became more crooked than before. Won't it do a few invent a reason? He asked Kit, for he could not help thinking how nice it would be to stay at home while his soldiers were being led to war by someone else. Oh, you may marry the Princess Winsome if you come back victorious, he added as an afterthought. But Kit only shook his head. He had never heard of the Princess Winsome and he was not going to fight anybody without a very good reason for it. Then King Hurley-Burley had a brilliant idea. We'll go and declare a war on the enemy to begin with, he said, and perhaps they will remember the reason. There was certainly no harm in declaring war, so Kit rode off at once on one of the king's fastest horses, and arrived the next morning at the court of King Topsy-Turvy, just as his majesty was sitting down to breakfast. I have come from King Hurley-Burley to declare war, said Kit, who always went straight to the point. What for? asked King Topsy-Turvy. I don't know, said Kit. That's what I want you to tell me. The king ate two eggs before he replied. Well, he said presently, I believe I said that Hurley-Burley was a shocking old muddler. I suppose that's it. All right, when do you want to begin? I don't want to begin at all, answered Kit. Why did you say he was a muddler? No, just to make conversation, said King Topsy-Turvy, helping himself to marmalade. Then you don't really think he is an old muddler? Asked Kit. Dear me, no, said King Topsy-Turvy. I never think. Then write that down on a piece of paper, and there needn't be a war at all, cried Kit. The king stroked his beard. Perhaps they're needn't, he agreed. But I never write. I do, though, said Kit, who had learned to write while all the other boys were making catapults. You've only got to sign your name here. King Topsy-Turvy stopped eating his breakfast just long enough to sign the beautiful apology Kit had written on a sheet of note paper. And then Kit jumped on his horse again and rode back to the palace of King Hurley-Burley. Well, said His Majesty, did you discover the reason? There wasn't a reason, and there isn't going to be a war, answered Kit, and he held out the beautifully written apology from King Topsy-Turvy. What? cried His Majesty in alarm. Do you mean to say you've stopped the war? Of course I have, said Kit, and I've come back victorious, as you see. Didn't you say something about a princess? But, stammered the King, how am I to appease the army? The army has set its heart on a war. So had I, answered Kit, sadly, but I can never find anything worth fighting about. Meanwhile, where's the princess? You've not won the princess, said King Hurley-Burley, who is now thoroughly cross.  That is what the other boys say, answered Kit, smiling. It is not my fault that there is nothing to fight about. Will you please send for the princess? The princess has run away from home, so I can't send for her, said the King irritably. She is shut up in an enchanted forest and surrounded with wild beasts and magic spells and giants. It is not at all a nice place for a princess to be in, but how am I to get her away? Why, exclaimed Kit, laughing, here is something for your army to do. Let it go and rescue the princess. Nothing would induce the army to go near the place, explained the King sorrowfully. The army is too much afraid of being bewitched. Hurrah! shouted Kit, laughing more than ever. At last I have found something brave to do. I will go and rescue the princess. So Kit the coward started out on his travels once more, and no sooner did he get outside the city gates than he began to whistle his wonderful tune, and down swept all the birds of the air in hundreds, and they flew in front of him as before, and led him to the very edge of the enchanted forest. There they left him, for no one can help anybody to go through an enchanted forest, and Kit knew fast enough that he must find the princess by himself. He was not a bit afraid, though, and he plunged straight into the wood without looking back. He had not taken two steps before he had completely lost himself. The trees were so thick overhead that not a streak of sunshine was able to get through, and the forest was so full of wild beasts that it was impossible to walk five yards without tumbling over a lion or a bear. But this did not frighten Kit at all, for he had learned to talk the language of the woods all the time that the other boys were knocking one another on the head, and so he soon made friends with every animal in the forest, and they told him the best places to find apples and nuts and blackberries, and the bees brought him the very best honey they could make, and he grew so happy and so contented that he quite forgot he was enchanted and could not escape if he wanted to. But it is impossible to be happy for long when one is bewitched, and one day Kit found himself in a part of the forest that was more horrible and more frightening than any dark passage that was ever invented on the way to any nursery. It was not only dark, but it was strangely silent as well, and a curious feeling of gloom and unhappiness suddenly crept over Kit. If it had been a nice sort of silence, the sort we find when we get away from the other boys and girls into a place where it is quiet enough to hear the real sounds of the air, Kit would still have been quite happy. But here there was nothing to be heard at all, not even the brushing of the leaves, nor the blooming of the flowers, nor the growing of the grass. But the most frightening thing of all was when he clapped his hands together and stamped as hard as he could on the ground, for not a sound did he make, and when he tried to speak, he found he could only whisper, and when he burst out laughing, he made no more noise than if he'd been smiling. Still he kept his wits about him, for of course there was the princess to be rescued, and at last he thought of trying to whistle. At first he could not make a note sound in the stillness, but he went on trying until the wonderful tune he had learned long ago from the birds themselves began to echo once more through the silent forest. He did not get an answer at once, for really nice birds cannot be expected to go out of their way to a place where there is no sunshine, and the flowers cannot enter into conversation with them. But after a while a very fat blackbird, who certainly had impudence enough for anything, came hopping along from branch to branch until he landed on Kit's shoulder, and with him came sunshine and sound and merriment into the very heart of the melancholy forest. For none of these things are ever far off when a blackbird is near.  Beyond to the wall he could see the tall towers of a great castle, but he did not trouble himself much about the other side of the wall, for on the top of it, with the sunshine pouring all over her, sat the most charming little girl he'd ever seen. She'd lost one of her shoes, and there was the faintest sign of a scratch on her round dimpled chin, and her long black hair flowed round her shoulders in a way that some people might have called untidy. But Kit was sure, directly he saw her, that she had come straight out of Fairyland, and he was too amazed even to make her a bow. Dear me, what are you doing here? asked the girl in a tone of great surprise. Kit took a step nearer the wall and pulled off his cap. Her voice reminded him that, although she belonged to Fairyland, she was still a little girl, and would expect him to remember his manners. I've come to rescue the princess, he said. Can you tell me where she is? She lives in the castle over there, answered the girl. What are you going to do when you've rescued her? Well, I suppose I shall ask her to marry me, said Kit. Do you think she will? Ah, she replied gravely. That depends on whether you have my permission. Tell me who you are to begin with. I'm Kit the coward, he said simply, and he stared when she broke into the merriest peel of laughter imaginable. What nonsense, she cried, if you were a coward, you would never have got here at all. Is that true? asked Kit eagerly. Then do you think the princess will marry me? The girl looked down at him for a moment with her untidy little head on one side. Then she bent and held out her two hands to him. I think, perhaps, the princess will, she said softly. If you will help me down from this enormous high wall, we will go and ask her. So Kit lifted her down from the wall, which was quite an easy matter, for it was in reality no higher than he was, and the little girl was certainly the lightest weight he had ever held in his arms. What are you looking for? he asked when he had set her on the ground, for she was kneeling down and turning over the dry leaves in a most distressed manner. I'm looking for my crown, of course, she said with a pout. It tumbled off my head just before you came, and I was too frightened to jump all that long way to find it. Here it is, said Kit, and he picked up the little glittering crown and set it gently on the top of her beautiful rumpled hair. Then he started back in surprise.  Of course I am, laughed Princess Winsome, putting her hand in his. I knew that all the time. Shall we go home now? Kit did not reply immediately, for no one can do two things at once, and it took him quite a long time to kiss the small soft hand that lay in his own big one. And as for going home, when they did start they did not get very far, for it must not be forgotten that they were still in an enchanted forest, and it is easier to get into an enchanted forest than to get out of it again. However, as they had everything in the world to talk about, they would probably have been most annoyed if they had found their way instead of losing it. So they just went on losing it as happily as possible, until they could not walk another step, because an immense giant was occupying the whole of the roadway. There he sat, smoking a great pipe that looked like a chimney pot that wanted sweeping. And when the princess saw him, she was so frightened that she hit herself behind Kit, and peeped under his arm to see what was going to happen. Hello, said the giant, in a huge voice that made the grass stand on end with fright, just as it does after a whorefrost. What's this? You are running away with the princess. To be sure I am, said Kit, and if you don't let me pass, I shall have to kill you. Oh dear, sighed the giant, raising a wind that made the trees shiver for miles around.  When I was a boy, the prince was always put under a spell as well as the princess. However, I suppose I must make an end of you if you are determined to fight. And he laid down his pipe and rose most unwillingly to his feet. Kit laughed out loud with gladness, for at last he had found a good reason for a fight, and no one would be able to call him a coward anymore. But before there was time to strike a single blow, the giant gave a loud howl of alarm, took to his heels, and in another moment was completely out of sight. Kit turned in amazement to his little princess, and then he saw what had frightened the giant, for all the animals of the forest, all the lions and the tigers, and the bears and the wolves, stood there and rose, waiting to help him. So there is no doubt that the giant would have been killed by somebody if he had not run away. Isn't it wonderful, said the little princess in a whisper.  It's no use, he said in a disappointed tone. The other boys will never believe that I am not a coward. Princess Winsome came and pulled his hands away and laughed softly. I think you're the bravest boy in the world, she said. Of course he is, chuckled a voice somewhere near.  And there sat the weird witch under a tree, all in her pink and green gown, with her great eyes brim full of fun and nonsense. And as the boy and girl stood hand in hand before her, and caught the glance of her beautiful witch's eyes, all sorts of muddles fell out of their heads, and they began to understand everything that had been puzzling them for years and years and years. That only shows what a witch can do when she is the right sort of witch. Dear little princess, cried Kit, it doesn't matter whether the other boys believe me or not, so long as you know I'm not a coward. Besides, added Princess Winsome, we are not going to try to make anybody believe anything. I think we'll stay here instead, forever and ever and always. Very good idea, smiled the weird witch of the Willow Herb, as she nodded at them both, always remain enchanted if you can. So they had the nicest and funniest wedding possible on the spot, and there was no time wasted in sending out invitations for all the guests were already waiting there and rose, with the exception of the singing birds, and Kit very soon summoned them by whistling a few notes of his wonderful tune. The princess laid her own wedding breakfast under the trees, and the wedding guests helped her by bringing her everything that was nice to eat in the forest, such as roasted chestnuts and preserved fruits and truffles and barley sugar cane, and lots of dew drops and honey drops and pear drops. And the weird witch completed the feast by turning a piece of rock that nobody wanted into a wedding cake, and everyone will agree that it is better for a rock to turn into a wedding cake than for a wedding cake to turn into a rock. And all the flowers came with their own accord and arranged themselves on the table, which they certainly did much more prettily than anybody else could have done it for them. And when the wedding was over, they just walked away again, instead of stopping until they were dead, which of course is what they would have done at any other wedding. And although the bride had lost her other shoe by the time she was ready to be married, and although her beautiful hair was more untidy than ever, and her crown had tumbled off again and had to be brought to her by an obliging lion, Kit never noticed any of these things, and only felt quite certain that he was marrying somebody who had come right out of Fairyland and was not an ordinary princess at all. No doubt it was because he was in an enchanted forest that he made such a mistake, and no doubt it is because he has never been disenchanted since that he is making the same mistake to this day. As for the weird witch of the willow herb, she went back to her pink cottage on the top of the hill, so as to be ready to make the next person happy who came up the white winding path. But before she went, she took care that all the singing birds should fly back to Kit's home and tell the other boys how brave he had been, which they did with the greatest pleasure imaginable. It is said that the story became slightly exaggerated, but when we know how much one little bird can tell, it is not difficult to imagine the kind of story that could be told by hundreds and hundreds of little birds. End of The Weird Witch of the Willow Herb by Evelyn Sharp Read by Colleen McMahon


Hello everyone, I'm pleased to be here today to present this important award. I lead the program at NREL focused on building and strengthening strategic partnerships with universities and research institutes at the forefront of the clean energy transition. But before this, I had a long career working in energy access and international development, so that the C3E International Award is near and dear to my heart because I know how challenging the work in this space can be. As a C3E ambassador, it is our job to select an award winner from a very talented set of nominees, and this year was certainly no exception. The C3E International Award recognizes leaders amongst us who have developed and deployed clean energy products and services that increase access, promote efficiency, and expand energy around the world. And our 2021 award winner, Dr. Rhonda Jordan Antoine, exemplifies all of this and more through her deep knowledge of energy system optimization and planning to improve the lives of people who lack access to clean, affordable energy. Rhonda is an inspiration to us all in her professional and personal accomplishments. Working in Tanzania as a PhD student at MIT, she launched one of the first off-grid solar energy companies in Africa that helped to create positive social and environmental change. And with that tremendous experience, she has built a successful career at the World Bank, where she is now a senior energy specialist working on investment and advisory projects in sub-Saharan Africa and other countries with a portfolio totally close to half a billion dollars. Of note is that Rhonda was acknowledged by her team members for her empathetic and nurturing approach to management, as well as the care she takes to ensure that the women on her team have a wealth of opportunities to grow professionally. Specifically those that align with their interests, professional aspirations, and their desire to gain greater visibility in the workforce. Rhonda is a rock star and definitely a role model for all of us. But in addition to Rhonda's exemplary performance in the clean energy sector, another side of Rhonda is her excellence in the performing arts, notably dance, that she has been active in and doing her entire life. Rhonda has toured the world and even appeared on Dancing with the Stars, while still managing to find time to mentor middle and high school students through dance instruction. I am thrilled to present the 2021 C3E International Award to Dr. Rhonda, Jordan, and Juan. Please join me in congratulating Rhonda and welcoming her to the virtual stage to accept this award. Congratulations, Rhonda. The floor is yours. Thank you so much, Ellen, for your kind introduction. It's truly an honor to be introduced by you with your amazing accomplishments as well. Thank you to the Department of Energy, Stanford, MIT, Texas A&M, the C3E initiative, and special thanks to those who have supported me along the way, including my amazing family and friends, professors and mentors at MIT who nominated me, and phenomenal colleagues and managers at the World Bank committed to reducing poverty around the world. I am truly humbled and excited to receive the International Award today, really for three main reasons. Let me explain. First, it allows me to honor those that blazed the trail before me, including my very own mother, Veronica Jordan. She became an electrical engineer in the 1970s, breaking gender and race barriers, leading with integrity. And after a 35-year career, left a legacy at NASA, Xerox, the Navy, the Federal Aviation Administration. Ever wonder how the U.S. air traffic control system didn't go down in year Y2K? Yeah, my mom, she had a lot to do with that. She's also among those who created a space for me to be here today. And she's been a living example of the idea that women belong and are critical to helping the world solve its most pressing challenges. How fortunate and truly grateful I am to be her daughter and witness her courage and fearlessness each and every day.  Today, I honor you, mom. Second, this award allows me to pay it forward by sharing my story. As you heard, some may say that my journey is a bit unique because I took a major detour. After finishing my master's, I didn't know how I wanted to use my skill set, so I decided to step away from engineering altogether and pursue dance professionally. In many ways, it was a difficult decision. But in some of the most basic ways, I knew that I love dance and I knew my decades of training had prepared me to be a performer. So for two years, I had the opportunity to perform and travel the world. And it was during this time, during my travels, that I saw firsthand communities living without access to power and basic services. And this hit me hard. Realizing that I could somehow use engineering to change this, I returned to school and I've been hooked on energy and international development ever since.  But today, I'm sharing my story because for me, finding a passion is not what makes my story unique. Discovering there was room for two passions is. I performed on Dancing with the Stars during my first semester at MIT, as you heard. I trained and performed each semester during my PhD. But the arts, it taught me fierce discipline. Music is like math to me. And the joy I experience when creating and choreographing is like the joy I feel when cracking a complex problem. With my story, I want to encourage those who don't feel like they are on the traditional track. Those who have creative interests and abilities outside of energy, and those that don't see themselves reflected in common images of energy professionals, but who have a strong desire to make an impact in our world.  Lastly, I'm so grateful for the opportunity to share broadly and widely the importance of clean energy in the development space. In line with the broader theme of justice and equity for this year's symposium, and while COP26 is ongoing, I must highlight that 760 million people worldwide live without access to electricity. And 600 million of them are in South Saharan Africa where I work. The lack of electricity access and peace development in Africa about 70% of schools and hospitals lack power, which has been critical during this time of pandemic. Women and children's health is impacted by the burning of traditional fuels in the home and economic losses to industries and businesses from lack of reliable power supply reach up to 4% of GDP in some countries. So in this context of insufficient power supply, very high electricity costs, limited consumer affordability, clean energy is key for access expansion. Now, Africa's energy mixes a small contributor to global emissions, but Africa has world-class solar, significant wind resources, and about 200 to 300 gigawatts of hydropower that can provide lower cost power. With regional integration and innovations around smart grid and fast evolving battery source technologies, renewables and other clean energy resources can be better tapped to provide power through both the central grid and also offer solutions like mini grids and analog systems that are essential to reach the most remote areas. All in all, the energy access challenge is great. And it's never about technology alone. This is why you see so many fields reflected in this symposium. But with clean energy, the opportunity for development is greater. To anyone watching today, I hope I hope you are encouraged to join us in advancing clean energy efforts around the globe. Thank you again to C3E for this award and also this platform to inspire the next generation of women who will lead the energy industry and quite literally save the world. Thank you so much.


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