Word: kneels
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Slowly the train of boxcars rolls to a halt at Kapikule, where Bulgaria becomes Turkey, and a flood of humanity spills out. Many kneel to kiss the ground. Others weep as they unload furniture, suitcases and sacks stuffed with possessions and pile them on the station platform. Military marches and battle cries of the Ottoman Empire blare from loudspeakers. A man shakes his fist at the distant Bulgarian hills and shouts, "Long live Turkey! This is the happiest day of my life...
...panic. They were chased all over the hall and beaten with truncheons." Most of the 18 members of the strike committee were taken into custody. Then a force of at least 2,000 riot police swept through the rest of the mill, rounding up strikers and forcing them to kneel or lie down before being taken to police vans...
...National Opinion Research Council, 29% of Americans have had visions of some sort, 42% have been in contact with the dead and 67% have experienced extrasensory perception. Obviously, there are a lot of people out there who believe the spirit of God is touching them. Many of them kneel before a television set and, after experiencing spiritual relief, mail off $10 to an evangelist. Some people who disapprove of this may be spending ten times that amount for time with a therapist or counseling group, with results not necessarily more satisfying. Religious people of various kinds may feel insulted...
...strategic places on the rim of California's San Joaquin Valley, men kneel in gravelike pits. Camouflaged with grass, they await their prey. A stillborn calf lies as bait within inches of each of the earthen blinds. Nearby, other men squat beside a row of four metal cannons, ready to fire weights attached to a 40-ft. by 50-ft. net. Frustrated, they all scan the sky, hoping that the wintry clouds collecting on the horizon do not close in. The 20-lb. Gymnogyps californianus rarely seeks food on stormy days...
...beginning, Eugenia visits a small chapel, a shrine to the Madonna of Childbirth. The chapel is half-dark, with ancient rows of pillars lit by hundreds of fluttering candles. All about, black clad women are performing the rituals of worship. Eugenia finds that she cannot bring herself to kneel, and asks the sacristan why only women are worshipping. He tells her that child-bearing and the church are their business; she says nothing in reply. All of a sudden, the air is full of small birds that are flying out of the statue of the Madonna...