Word: chantings
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...sound of shuffling feet announces her entrance as dozens of youngsters rise from their seats to chant in unison: "We welcome our headmistress." Jane Kansiime, who runs the Kamwokya primary school in the Ugandan capital, Kampala, silently reviews the students, who stand politely at attention, five to a bench. Most wear the navy-and-turquoise school uniform, but other colors speckle the crowded classroom: a yellow shirt, a red dress, a white blouse. "We are not rigid here, as long as a child can come," says Kansiime, 40. "It's not the clothes that make the child learn." Six years...
...know that the reform minion had no control of these melodies, and aside from the mel-odious prayers, the service was enjoyable (and the participants were top notch, if we do say so ourselves). Hillel tried hard to rein in the renegade cantor, convincing him to chant less in the High Holidays themes and more in the familiar everyday melodies...
...henchmen and me—sometimes sporting my dingy Yankees hat, sometimes not—during my two-day stay. Why the knowing glances in a bar’s inner bowels between complete strangers from Harvard and Northeastern, followed not long thereafter by an unprovoked chant of “Yankees suck!”? Why the need to inject themselves into conversations 30 feet away to curtly ask whether they could “wipe their ass with...
...years, that hushed self-pity has metamorphosed into an aggressive self-loathing most frequently manifested in obnoxious ad hoc mob attacks on single unsuspecting Yankee fans. Red Sox fans don’t even need a reason to break out the “Yankees suck!” chant any more. A group of them recognize one another as Sox fans at a Dispatch concert? Yankees suck. The Celtics are blowing out the Cleveland Cavaliers at the FleetCenter? Yankees suck. The Patriots just won the Super Bowl and fans have started overturning cars and setting trash cans on fire...
Security pounced on the woman (who, by the way, was wearing a coveted “red” press credential, which allowed her access to the floor), dragging her off the floor to the backstage area before she had a chance to finish her chant...