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Word: cheeked (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...someone did something bad in the New Testament, there was no eye-for-an-eye. I just got to turn my cheek and dump a bunch of dust on their head. Nope, the New Testament just wasn't for me. I promptly informed...

Author: By Julie-ann R. Francis, | Title: A Religious Misunderstanding | 3/17/1994 | See Source »

...researchers measured the ratio of facial width across the cheek bones to the height of the face, according to an article in the Cambridge Chronicle. The results, now under review, are based on fourteen years of research and observation of more than 600 Massachusetts children between the ages of four months and 13 years...

Author: By Laurie A. Sheflin, | Title: Research Links Narrow Faces to Shyness | 3/5/1994 | See Source »

...temples in 120 cities. All ministers are appointed by Farrakhan. Male recruits earn their way up in the Fruit of Islam, where they are given military-style stripes and ranks but do not carry weapons. In contrast to Martin Luther King Jr.'s Christian invocation to turn the other cheek, however, Nation of Islam leaders favor vigorous self-defense...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Louis Farrakhan: Pride and Prejudice | 2/28/1994 | See Source »

...working on a summer project for school; she rails against her mother's lifestyle but, after that token comment about it being bourgeois, happily joins in on the dinner party. Some of this could have been alleviated had Tess been played in a more light-hearted, tongue-in-cheek manner (as possibly Wasserstein intended.) However, Debra Eisenstadt gives a heavy-handed performance as the sulky daughter, exacerbating Tess's tendency to self-parody...

Author: By Lori E. Smith, | Title: American Three Sisters | 2/3/1994 | See Source »

...aunt saw me yawn. "Sleepy? The plane ride from Beijing must have been so tiring. Lay down in my lap." I hesitated. She leaned over and pushed my head into her lap. It wasn't very comfortable. When my cheek could no longer stand the rough polyester of her slacks and a crick developed in my neck, I tried to sit up. But my aunt forced my head back down. I gave up. As I "slept," I suddenly heard retching noises in front and behind me. I sat up. Li Mei and Li Peng were holding smalll plastic bags...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: My Gang of Twelve | 2/3/1994 | See Source »

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