Word: hear
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...gathering places across the U.S. they recognize each other when they hear such terms as "bahli-bahli" ("hurry up"), or "no sweat." Their password is a mangled version of Arirang, the Korean folksong taught them on a quiet night by ROK soldiers in the bunkers. The badge of their fraternity is the fatalism by which they say, when things go wrong: "That's the way the ball bounces...
...heavy, gigantic man. His eyes lie deep in his massive face. His nature is jovial. He appears phlegmatic. But I suspect that the joviality can fall like a mask, and the somewhat flabby features grow taut. His lips are thin. I will not be surprised if I hear him make hard decisions." So wrote a German Communist of "General Gomez," commander of the International Brigades in the Spanish Civil War, and a professional soldier in the cause of Communism...
...means," cried Naguib, "to throw the British out of the Canal Zone any time we want." At 11:05 on Liberation night, the time the army moved last year against King Farouk, 101 guns boomed across the brooding Nile. Four hours later, a great crowd gathered with Naguib to hear the muezzin chant familiar verses from the Koran. Then, as the sun came up, they knelt in humility with their faces towards Mecca...
...Juilliard School, and stepped right into a position as quartet-in-residence at Colorado College, Colorado Springs. In Leader Walter Levin's words, they quickly discovered that "there just weren't any audiences who knew about chamber music or cared about it or would turn out to hear it" in that part of the country. But the group was young (average age: 29) and hardworking ("You've got to give the public the best there is all the time...
...companion, Margaret McKenna, in a house in New York's Catskill Mountains. Greying heads never forgot her. Wrote Critic Alexander Woollcott in 1940: "I can recall her every intonation, her every gesture, her every bit of business . . . Maude Adams in The Little Minister! Bless me! I still can hear the music of her laughter as she danced in the moonlight [and] see the toss of her head in the firelight in Nanny Webster's cottage . . . Maude Adams in The Little Minister . . . 'What a time of years! What a time of years...