Sentences with phrase «remember hearing a story»

As a kid, I remember hearing a story about a village that wanted to honor their king with a barrel of wine.

I remember hearing stories from teams that Frank could run protection meetings and make the protection calls for the quarterback.

I remember hearing the story that at the game's end he had angrily phoned the chairman, Barry Kilby.

I remember hearing the stories about the pins and such.

Giving Birth Naturally Not rated yet I fondly remember hearing the stories of my grandmother as she spoke about having children in the early 1900's and the dangers of miscarriages.

I still remember hearing the stories that went along with the prep, especially when it came to the «food» side of it.

Stan: «I remember hearing the story of Tonya and Nancy when it happened, but I think I was 10 and not really aware of what happened.

I remember hearing a story that my brother had been beaten by my father for not tying his shoes properly.

Not exact matches

My wife tells this story — and I've heard it so many times I honestly can't remember if it's true — that when I hedged on getting married, I could come up with only two reasons for my hesitation.

«Sometimes we need to hear each others» stories to remember we are together in this existence.

when the waters rose, We carried you upon the ship (11) That We might make it a memorial for you, and that remembering ears (that heard the story) might remember.

As a working pastor in the south going up for her ordination endorsement this year there a moments when I think that I'll find such relief once I'm finished with my examinations... until I remember all the stories of the «stained glass ceiling» that I've heard from my fully ordained clergy - sisters... and I realize the hard work is just going to begin next year.

I'm curious though, what you remember from 4 - 5 years ago about the rumors surrounding the Jones» divorce... had you heard the story alleging Julie's mental illness?

And then they asked to hear the story again, and so I told it again, just the way I remembered it anyway, because that is the story I heard all the time as a kid.

The love of Radha, the beautiful gopi, who later became a goddess for some cults, and Krishna, the youthful dark deity, who is the object of widespread devotion, is less a story remembered than a random succession of episodes seen and heard, sung and danced.

I remember hearing that Proverb compared to the story in Judges where Samson tied torches to the tails of three hundred foxes and set them loose in the fields of the Philistines to set the fields afire.

I remember a story was done here about a famous woman converting from atheism to Catholism and atheists called her the most vicious and vile names I've ever heard.

I remember hearing him when I was a kid myself in my school gym and almost crying with laughter over his stories live.)

To hear more of Jennifer's story, listen to Alzheimer's documentary Remember Me at 10 pm on Thursday, 1st September (repeated at 10 pm on Wednesday 21st September) on Premier Christian Radio.

The French priest still remembers the first story he heard when he embarked upon his journey from a woman who told him the German soldiers had asked villagers in her town to pour ashes onto the mass graves to stop the flood of blood pouring out from them.

And frankly, I can't remember a single sermon story I've heard... let alone the sermons they went with.

Although I am only 17 years old and do not remember when our game was really plentiful, the stories I have heard and read about slaughter in our own past have made me aware of the tragedy of animal extinction.

I encourage anyone out there to remember that you deserve to feel safe, everyone has a story, and everyone deserves to be heard.»

Remember, you're only going to hear the story from your child's perspective.

What we don't often hear about is how the wine and spirit trade has also been a great British success story, with hundreds of years of proud history, powered by brilliant homegrown produce, supporting hundreds of thousands of jobs and enjoyed responsibly by millions (hard to quantify enjoyment, remember).

Thank you to Jezebel for featuring Danielle's story: To read the full story, click here I remember screaming when I first saw the blood, but I couldn't hear my own scream.

I remember growing up, hearing the Christmas story and the gifts the wise men brought and wondering what the significance of Frankincense and Myrrh were.

And once again guys, please remember I would love to hear your stories as well.

The best stories we hear not only help us understand but also remember, and endear us to the storyteller.

«I must have heard hundreds of Resilience stories on those hikes,» Kathy remembers, «about soccer games, ski races, mountain biking competitions, horseback riding lessons — all kinds of things.»

«I hope that everyone who hears her story will remember to keep their eyes on the road, their hands on the wheel, and their focus on driving.»

I don't know about you, but with ebooks so cheap, I tend to purchase a story that interests me when I first hear about it, and I have a hard time remembering whether I've already bought a title or not.

Finding influential voices in your genre or subject matter is easy thanks to social media, but being heard and remembered by these influencers is a different story.

People love hearing stories and often remember the stories more than the actual concepts, so be sure to include many in your book.

In a profession with so many hurdles (completing a novel, crafting query letters, self publishing books, seeking agents, finding a traditional publisher, marketing the novel, dealing with frequent rejection, persevering...) we must remember that our words and our stories help readers feel seen and heard.

I can't remember where I first heard this, but here it is: «Most overnight success stories were a decade in the making.»

And then I remembered, I had an agent, a great agent, I wrote great books (so all the rejecting editors told me) and yes, you are right, self pub has given my stories a voice and an ear and the chance to be read, when they otherwise would have still been gathering dust on my hard drive, yet, on the other hand this is hard, REALLY HARD, it is SO hard to find your way to a readership as a SP, with limited funds (dwindling)... and the glimmer of trad pub — with their power to splash your name around established circles of readers, and their ability to secure a great number of reviews where, as a self pub, doors have been slammed in my face — becomes temptingly shiny again, (it's like childbirth, you forget all the painful stuff with time)... and it all gets very tempting... almost tempting enough to consider sacrificing one work JUST one artistic premise for the trade off of visibility... and then perhaps, just perhaps THEN, my SP efforts will finally sprout wings... but then I hear you and other say, it wasn't worth it, you'd never do it again, and I sigh... And then I wake up the next morning and think of packing it all in, and going to work for Walmart and steady shitty pay... lol And then along comes this blog post.

When you hear scare - stories about rising rates leading to plummeting yields, first, remember, a sturdy bond portfolio shouldn't have that far to move to begin with.

Just remember one thing (a story we get every other minute), when you hear someone boast to you of a tremendous story that they negotiated a debt for pennies on the dollar, it's because the debt was probably outside the States collectible period and therefore paying anything was far too much.

I remember a story I heard of an American Bulldog (similar to a Pit Bull Terrier crossed with a Bullmastiff).

No matter where you live, you probably remember hearing the heart - wrenching story (and photo) of the staffie - mix dog found with her muzzle taped shut.

Ask almost anyone what is the one thing they remember most about Uncharted: Drake's Fortune and you are likely to hear the same answer; The Story.

This will make the story more enticing, with using the plasma cutter to shoot off limbs, or known as dismemberment, and using statis to slow down enemies and picking up their limbs and shooting it at them.I also remember the moments of having zero gravity, and jumping through space and hearing the noise, or should I say, not noise due to the vacuum effect.

Do you remember when you first heard that story?

An interesting story surrounds Pollock and his admiration for Picasso, recounted by his wife, abstract expressionist artist Lee Krasner: «He admired Picasso and at the same time competed with him, wanted to go past him... I remember one time I heard something fall and then Jackson yelling, «God damn it, that guy missed nothing!»

With an air of sophistication, her paintings feel like they could be pages from a beloved book from childhood... the one where the plot might not be remembered exactly but the feeling of hearing and experiencing the story remains clear.

I remember as a child hearing stories of tens of millions of starving people in China and India.

After hearing different versions of the stories — some told fluently, some spliced with verbal fillers, and some interrupted by coughing — listeners were asked to verbally recall the stories in as much detail as possible.92 Listeners were consistently better able to remember the stories with the fillers.93 This effect occurred regardless of whether fillers were inserted at key plot points, where they might naturally appear, or randomly sprinkled throughout the story.94

«I started hearing all these stories about people making money from Bitcoin, and basically the penny just dropped and I remembered the bitcoins on the hard drive I had thrown away,» he said.

But I also remember staying up late and laughing with my family while we played cards around a campfire, my brother and I using our imaginations to reenact scenes from Star Wars in the woods of Minnesota, and hearing stories about my parents» childhoods that they generally did not have time to share with me.