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Library Renews All Staff
Computers |
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The PCs
that were three years and older were replaced. Printers and
scanners were purchased. A new laptop was purchased for the
presentation equipment in the conference room. |
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Innovative Interfaces Server
Replaced |
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Library
opted for the annual fee to replace the server for the
integrated system. |
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Coach Ed Temple ‘s Office Gets
New Furniture |
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The library purchased new
office furniture for the well-known and liked Olympic Coach
Edward S. Temple. The coach will have
a much more suitable office for interviews. |
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Dean of Libraries and Media
Centers is a Mentor |
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Dr. Yildiz B. Binkley was
asked to be a mentor in The President’s Fellowship program. Dr.
Binkley Is mentoring Ms. Katari Coleman, Program Director of
Tennessee Early Childhood Training
Alliance, Center of Excellence for Learning. |
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Faculty Library Committee Meets |
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The faculty Library
Committee met in the library to discuss library related programs
and issues. One of the goals of the committee is to design a
library satisfaction survey for the faculty. The committee is
chaired by Mrs. Barbara Van Hooser, coordinator of the
Embedded Librarian program. |
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Dean of Libraries and
Media Centers Dissertation
Committee Member |
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Dr. Yildiz B. Binkley will
serve on Ms. Janet Walsh’s Dissertation Committee. Ms. Walsh Is
a librarian who is currently employed by
Ingram Book Company. |
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Santa Clause Pictures |
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Free Pictures from the
Internet |
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In Baltimore there lived a boy,
He wasn't anybody's joy.
Although his name was Jabez Dawes,
His character was full of flaws.
In school he never led his classes,
He hid old ladies' reading glasses,
His mouth was open when he chewed,
And elbows to the table glued. |
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He stole the milk of hungry kittens,
And walked through doors marked ' No Admittance' .
He said he acted thus because
There wasn't any Santa Claus.
Another trick that tickled Jabez
Was crying ' Boo!' at little babies.
He brushed his teeth, they said in town,
Sideways instead of up and down.
Yet people pardoned every sin,
And viewed his antics with a grin,
Till they were told by Jabez Dawes, 'There isn't any
Santa Claus!' Deploring how he did behave,
His parents swiftly sought their grave.
They hurried through the portals pearly,
And Jabez left the funeral early.
Like whooping cough, from child to child,
He sped to spread the rumor wild: 'Sure as my name is
Jabez Dawes
There isn't any Santa Claus!' Slunk like a weasel or a
marten
Through nursery and kindergarten,
Whispering low to every tot, 'There isn't any, no
there's not!'
The children wept all Christmas Eve
And Jabez chortled up his sleeve.
No infant dared to hang up his stocking
For fear of Jabez' ribald mocking.
He sprawled on his untidy bed,
Fresh malice dancing in his head,
When presently with scalp a-tingling,
Jabez heard a distant jingling;
He heard the crunch of sleigh and hoof
Crisply alighting on the roof.
What good to rise and bar the door?
A shower of soot was on the floor.
What was beheld by Jabez Dawes?
The fireplace full of Santa Claus!
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DO YOU KNOW? |
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Was There
a Santa Clause? |
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Yes, there was really a Santa Claus. He was known as
Nikolaos of Myraand later Saint Nicholas. He was born
in the third century AD in a village called Patara
located in the southern coast of Turkey. He came from a
wealthy family who raised him as a devout Christian. He
lost his parents in an early age. His aim in life was to
share his wealth with the poor. He became the Bishop of
Myra and was known as the most generous person in the
land. He was known for his generosity, his love for
children,
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sailors and ships. He was famous for his secret
gift-giving. He would place coins in the shoes of those
who left them out for him. St. Nikolaos died in December
6, 343 AD in Myra It is said that myrrh that exuded from
his relics was credited with miracle healings. |
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Then Jabez fell upon his knees
With cries of ' Don't , 'and ' Pretty please.' He howled, 'I
don't know where you read it,
But anyhow, I never said it!'
'Jabez, 'replied the angry saint, 'It isn't I, it's you that
ain't .
Although there is a Santa Claus,
There isn't any Jabez Dawes!' Said Jabez with impudent vim, 'Oh,
yes there is; and I am him!
Your magic don't scare me, it doesn't ' And suddenly he found he
wasn't !
From grimy feet to grimy locks,
Jabez became a Jack-in-the-box,
An ugly toy with springs unsprung,
Forever sticking out his tongue.
The neighbors heard his mournful squeal;
They searched for him, but not with zeal.
No trace was found of Jabez Dawes,
Which led to thunderous applause,
And people drank a loving cup
And went and hung their stockings up.
All you who sneer at Santa Claus,
Beware the fate of Jabez Dawes,
The saucy boy who mocked the saint.
Donner and Blitzen licked off his paint. |
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