Friendship Friday

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I spent most of my life adjusting to the changing seasons of the midwest; but, three years ago Hubby and I retired and moved to sunny Florida.  The days are growing shorter, but the “hot,” and at most, “warm” days are year-round, the:

  • grass stays green,
  • flowers continue to bloom, and
  • leaves are not falling to the ground

So, I rely on visual images from memory of fall days in the midwest:

  1. What book do you never tire of reading?  I first read, “Simple Abundance:  A Daybook of Comfort and Joy,” by Sarah Ban Breathnach in the mid-1990s.  I have read and re-read the daily essays in this book which focuses on the importance and benefits of living an authentic life.  It is my go-to inspirational  uplift when adversity and negativity creeps into my space.  I admit to being a work-in-progress on the path to leading an authentic life.  But,“Today is Better Than Yesterday.”

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  • What song do you never tire of hearing?  I Believe I Can Fly,” song by Yolanda Adams and featuring Gerald Levert.  The first two verses resonate with me:  “I used to think that I could not go on.  And life was nothing but an awful song.  But now I know the meaning of true love.  I’m leaning on the ever lasting arms.  If I can see it.  Then I can do it.  If I just believe it there’s nothing to it.  I believe I can fly.  I believe I can touch the sky…….”   Whether it is morning, noon, or night listening to the lyrics of this song can change my “mind set” from pessimistic to optimistic.
  • What Movie Do You Never Tire of Watching?  Imitation of Life,”  I first viewed this movie shortly after its release in 1959.  It was a very, very sad movie about a daughter who terminated her relationship with her mother to pass for white.  Despite the mother’s efforts to reunite, the daughter continued to reject her.  Ending with the daughter begging forgiveness over her mother’s casket; the carriage drawn funeral processional; and, the beautiful voice of Mahalia Jackson brought tears to the eyes of everyone in the movie theater that day.

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On one hand, I was very sad.  But on the other, as a 15-year-old young girl, I was happy.  After all, this was my first “grown up.” movie.  Periodically, I dig through the videos and return to memories of this season of my young life.

So happy to share “memories” on Friendship Friday.

Weekly Wishes #4

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There will be times when our  “wishes” will not “come true.”  Though, I wished for things to happen, I “failed” to even “try.”  Of the five (5) Wishes, I planned last week; I was able to fulfill two (2):

Wish #1 – Perform Small Acts of Kindness

As I sit in front of my laptop with hands resting on chin, I am trying to remember how many times last week did I Perform an Act of Kindness?  It took a little time for the “senior moment” to pass, but I finally remembered signing an on-line petition before breakfast.

The petition was requesting two pharmaceutical companies to release the drug PD-1, now in clinical trials, to treat cancer patients.   The cancer patient in this particular instance is a 40-year-old husband, father of three, diagnosed  with Stage 4 cancer.  Given six months to live, this “wonder drug” could possibly save his life.

After signing the petition, I forwarded it to my e-mail friends and posted on Facebook page.  I am praying daily for this young man and his family.

When I signed the petition, I did not view it as a “Small Act of Kindness,” in relation to my Weekly WishesI just signed because it was the right thing to do.  Empathy, compassion, and support for those in need “happen naturally” without most of us even realizing it.

Wish #5 – Read Daily Passages from “Simple Abundance:  A Daybook of Comfort and Joy,” by Sarah Ban Breathnach

Immediately following my 5:00 a.m. “One-Hour Quiet Time,” I would read a daily essay from this book.  The following snippets resonated with me:

Monday, September 9The Courage to Answer the Call

You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face . . . . You must do the thing you cannot do. (Eleanor Roosevelt)

“Powers that gifted you with your dream knows how to help you make it come true. (Breathnach)

Tuesday, September 10Setting Your Own Pace

“A lot of people – including your partner and children – might wonder aloud for years if you’re ever going to become sensible again.” (Breathnach)

“The bottom line is not how fast you make your dream come true, but how steadily you pursue it.” (Breathnach)

Wednesday, September 11A Psalm of Life

“Let us, then, be up and doing . . . With a heart for any fate . . . Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

Thursday, September 12Uncommon Women and Others

“One of the most wonderful truths you will discover on the path to authenticity is that your aspirations are your possibilities.(Breathnach)

Friday, September 13Thoughts on Success

“But Simple Abundance has taught me, as I know it will teach you, that authentic success is living by your own lights, not the glare of popping flashbulbs.  And they can’t take that away from us.” (Breathnach)

Saturday, September 14  – Giving Yourself Credit

Although it may crown you Queen for a Day, the world cannot confer the recognition that will make you feel fulfilled.” (Breathnach)

Sunday, September 15Authentic Success

“Authentic Success is knowing how simply abundant your life is exactly as it is today…. Being grateful for the many blessings bestowed on you and yours that you can share your portion with others.” (Breathnach)

I first read this book in the mid-1990s.  Back then, I failed to recognize, accept and embrace the concept.  It was just a “popular read”  within my “circle of friends.”  Eighteen years later, after a “re-read.” I FINALLY GOT IT!!!!

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Even though readily accessible, I did not fulfill the following Wishes last week:

Wish #2 – Exercise in the Pool

I can walk out the rear patio door of our house to Exercise in the Pool; but I failed to make it a priority.  So, I have no excuse other than “poor time management.”

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Wish #3 – Learn About My New Digital Camera

Opened the box, took a quick look; and I immediately put it back in the box.  No excuse, other than the instructions seemed a “bit intimidating.”  

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Wish #4 – Prepare Healthy Meal from a Recipe

I prepared healthy meals everyday  – lunch and dinner – but not from a recipe; and, Hubby prepared the healthy breakfast (bran cereal, almond milk, fruit, and decaf coffee)  The resources at my fingertips – a wide range of healthy recipes on the Internet as well as my own extensive collection of healthy nutrition cookbooks.   Again, I failed to plan.

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So, my Wishes for Week #5 are to fulfill my three Wishes from last week.

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Weekly Wishes #3

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Last week, my “Wishes” for “Week #2” were to:

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Smile and Laugh More – During most of my pre-teen and teenage years, I sported a cavity right between my two front teeth.  For fear of embarrassment, I would seldom “Smile” or “Laugh.”  Finally, when I was about 16-years-old MAMA managed to save enough money to pay for capping both teeth in porcelain.  Gold caps were cheaper, then, but this was totally an unacceptable option for “her daughter.”

Old habits are hard to break.  But, this past week, I made an effort to “Smile” or “Laugh” when:

–                Meeting people face-to-face

–                Reading e-mails, Facebook notifications, and blog posts

–                Conversing on the telephone with family, friends, telemarketers

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Each Day Give Something Good to Others – I made it a point to say a warm and heart-felt “Thank You” to everyone who provided ME with a service – including, but not limited to the:

Cashiers at the grocery store who always asks, “If I found everything I was looking for.”  Understandable, since Hubby and I shop for groceries almost every day of the week.

Physical Therapist even though, on this first visit, he took me through a grueling hour of stretching and balancing exercises.

Nail Tech for a relaxing pedicure and lovely manicure as well as showing patience when I fell asleep in the manicure and pedicure chairs.  I always go to sleep; and, with a very light touch she lets me know when  I need to do something.

Customer Service Representative at PayPal who was so patient in assisting me with accessing my account to pay the invoice for the redesigning of my blog by Amanda at www.livinginanotherlanguage.com

To one of my BFF (Best Friends Forever), a grandmother, struggling with whether it is feasible to pursue her long-time Wish of going back to college, I Give to BFF words of encouragement by sharing the following quotes:

  • The only thing that will stop you from fulfilling your dreams is you. (Tom Bradley)
  • If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal, not to people or things.  (Albert Einstein)
  • Go confidently in the direction of your dreams.  Live the life you have imagined.  (Henry David Thoreau)

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Express Gratitude Daily – For a short period, I stopped writing down what I was grateful for at the end of the day.  This past week, I am back on track and Expressed my Gratitude by writing before I retired for the night in my Gratitude Journal.

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Stay in Touch with Extended Family and Friends – Over the years; I have been remiss in staying connected with people who I love and need in my life.  I feel proud of my “outreach” efforts this past week.   I

  • telephoned and had a long conversation with a former neighbor and friend in Wisconsin.
  • reached out, by sending warm messages via greeting cards, to four of my closest friends in Wisconsin.

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Rest and Relax – Did I ever.  Every morning, I rose at 5:00 a.m., with the exception of two mornings at 7:00 a.m., to sit for an hour on our rear screened-in-lanai.   The serenity and tranquility enhanced by listening to the audio book by Sarah Ban Breathnach, “Simple Abundance:  Living by Your Own Lights,” with soft sounds of background piano music played by Kelly Yost.

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The music put me in such a relaxing state; I didn’t hesitate to place an order for the CD.  Sadly, on backorder, and, I can’t wait to receive it.

Weekly Wishes #3 improved the overall quality of my life and I will strive to continue down the path that these Wishes led me to.

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As I begin Week #4 my Wishes are to:

  • Perform small acts of kindness.
  • Exercise in the pool swimming pool.
  • Learn as much as I can about my newly purchased digital camera.
  • Prepare healthy meal from a recipe.
  • Read each day a passage fromSimple Abundance:  A Daybook of Comfort and Joy,” by Sarah Ban Breathnach.

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Today is Better than Yesterday and Tomorrow the Possibilities are Unlimited!!!

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Mother-Daughter Vacation

I am a SeasonedSistah with more “years of past memories” than “years of future living,” valuing and cherishing every moment I am with family and friends.

For the past four summers, my daughters have gifted ME with a one-week “Mother-Daughter Vacation ” in Martha’s Vineyard.  The grands will join us if they have no summer program scheduling conflicts.  Two of my grandsons, CJE (13 years) and GPK (17 years) tagged along.  During this vacation, I am comforted, spoiled, loved, and treated like a SeasonedSistah Queen.

This summer, I stepped out of my “comfort zone” and tried the camera functions on my IPAD and IPHONE.  The quality is not the best, but I really enjoyed taking the pictures.  So much so, I plan to purchase a camera and look into a photography class this fall.

I love spending  “quiet time” with my “visual memories”

Rental Abode

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They rent the same house every year.  It is spacious, comfortable, and the kitchen is well-equipped with cooking utensils and small kitchen appliances for both “simple” and “gourmet” meal preparations. 

Three  Special Eateries

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 Mid-Week Lunch – Seafood Lunch

(Sidebar – Our POTUS arrived the day after we left the Vineyards)

Transportation

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I luv riding around the Island in the open top jeep.

The Daily Roundup – Rocking Chair Haven

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 Daytime Views from Front Porch

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Sunset View from Front Porch

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Views from  Oak Bluff’s Dock

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Grands

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Other Daughter from Another Mother

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The Other Daughter was  “on-the-go” for the entire week.    After biking or running every day, she willingly transported and chaperoned the grands along with her son for trips to the beach and other Island activities.  Daughters and I relaxed on the porch, read our IPADS and rocked in our chairs for most of the day.  Thank You Other Daughter.

I  really enjoyed my “Mother-Daughter” vacation; and, the “visual memories” will carry me through until the family comes together for the Thanksgiving Holiday.  

Retirement with Hubby in Florida these past three years opened up time for us to reflect  on our lives as well as pursue new adventures.  But, I do miss the regular face-to-face contact with my children and grands.  

 

Old Travelers

Earlier this year, I wrote a blog post about childhood summer vacations with my grandparents who lived in a small rural town in the Mississippi Delta. “Black Travelers” is a sad but true recollection of the “special accommodations” we had to make as Black people when traveling by car and vacationing during the Jim Crow and Pre-Civil Rights eras.

“Old Travelers” is my story today about Hubby and ME traveling in our seventies.

Since moving to Florida more than three years ago, we have flown back to our former home in Milwaukee, Wisconsin at least two-three times per year without a problem.

This year, we just couldn’t get it right. Nothing catastrophic, but enough to make us realize we needed a “special accommodation” travel plan to avoid things like —

Mistake #1 – Departing to Milwaukee – Orlando International Airport
Everything was going smoothly. There were no long lines at either the airline’s check in or security points.

Hubby and I: (1) boarded the Air Rail to our concourse; (2) walked the entire concourse looking for our departure gate number without success; and (3) finally decided to check with an airline attendant, who politely said, “your flight is leaving from our other concourse.”

Oh Heck No!!! We had only thirty minutes to (1) reverse our long walk; (2) re- board the Air Rail; (3) board the correct Air Rail; and (4) walk the concourse in search of our departure gate, of course, it was at the end. But, we made it. Thank You Father for leading us to exercise at the YMCA 16 years ago.

Mistake #2 – Oh, No You Didn’t
Finally, I am sitting comfortably on the plane, totally exhausted, and looking forward to this three-hour early morning flight as a well deserved “rest period”. The announcement came over the intercom, “turn off all-electronic equipment in preparation for takeoff. “ Out of the blue Hubby asked, “Did I close the garage door?” Since, I had no idea; he telephoned the taxi driver who always transports us to the airport. He didn’t know. But, kindly volunteered to go and check. Fortunately, Hubby had just enough time to give him our garage keypad code before the flight attendant’s final walk-through.

I slept through the entire flight. Sadly, Hubby worried about whether he had left the garage door open.

We landed in Milwaukee. And, when the announcement came on that it was okay to turn on cell phones, Hubby telephoned the transportation service driver.

The bad news, Hubby did not close the garage door.

The good news, the transportation driver with the assistance of an unknown neighbor successfully entered the security code and closed the garage door.

The best news, there are honest people in this world.

Everything was in its place. Nothing was missing. Believe it or not, Hubby and I never expected anything different. Why? We believed in the trustworthiness of our unknown neighbor and transportation driver.

Mistake #3Returning to Orlando – Mitchell Airport, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Hubby printed out our boarding passes the evening before. The airline transit service picked us up from our son’s home at 6:00 a.m. for a flight departure time of 8:50 a.m.

Arrived at airport within 30 minutes. We found the right concourse this time (hurrah!!). There was plenty of time to have coffee and a bagel before we walked the short, short distance to our departure gate.

When we reached the departure gate at 8:25 a.m. the airline attendant said, “your flight departed at 8:20 a.m. – we paged you on the intercom.” No, we didn’t. Why, we had no idea?

Convinced there was no way he could have gotten the time wrong, Hubby checked our boarding pass. To his dismay, the departure time on the boarding pass was 8:20 a.m.

The only option left was a 3:45 p.m. direct flight to Orlando. Hubby spent most of this wait time questioning how he could have made such a mistake and repeatedly asking whether I was upset with him.

Frankly, it was a fun day for me – IPAD reading time, relaxing time, sleeping time, people watching time, and margarita time along with a great lunch. Saved the best for last — an Auntie Annie’s pretzel, to eat on the flight.

Our vacation this year, confirmed the need for Hubby and Me to develop a “special accommodation” plan. After all, we are “Old Travelers”. 

Remembering “ME” – Part 3

 “This is the third in a series of three articles, responding to

questions about my early childhood and teenage years.”

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What was the TV show that you never missed?

My addiction to the dance show, American Bandstand, began in 1956.  Monday through Friday from 3:30 to 5:00 p.m. our 12-inch television set controlled my life.  With the exception of taking a break  during the commercials to prepare dinner for Mama and me.

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The regular dancers on the show were “real to me” and “lived” in my “fantasy community”.   Some were enemies; many were friends and, a few I even considered as my best friends.   My favorite dance on the show was the The Stroll.”

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I talked on the telephone for hours with my girlfriends about the popular girl dancers — their dancing styles, boyfriends, friendships, fashions, and hairstyles.  All of this information we gathered, shared, and debated everyday.  Our reviews based solely on what we observed during this 90-minute show.

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But, after three years of following this show, not one of us asked the question, “Why no Black dancers ever appeared on the show?”

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Confess what did you wear as a teenager that you would never wear now.

I loved clothes as a teenager.  Frankly, I love clothes today.  But, I digress.

One of my favorite outfits, as a teenager, was the wide tailed, felt skirt with the Poodle on a Leash and a coordinating blouse.

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Mama felt a young woman was never fully dressed unless she had on a “princess slip.”

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A new or stiffly starched petticoat under the skirt was mandatory if you wanted that perfect look.

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Nicely polished black/white shoes and complementary bobby socks completed the look.

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As I look back on my childhood and teenage years, for the most part, they were happy times.  I am Grateful to God for these beautiful memories.

Remembering “ME” – Part 2

“This is the second in a series of three articles, responding to

questions about my childhood and teenage years.”

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What was the toy you remember most from your childhood?

I only got toys at Christmas and before January ended, they were either broken or forgotten.

As a child, I spent most of my time playing different games

Jacks

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Hopscotch

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Paper Dolls

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These activities were easily replaced when lost or broken.

I also read a lot and visiting the neighborhood library every other week brought many new adventures into my life.  I read every book, some more than once, in the Nancy Drew Mystery Series.

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Mama struggled for many hours trying to teach me embroidery.  Though, I loved the beautiful pieces she created, I lacked the patience to complete a project.  Maybe, I’ll try this again.

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 What movie do you remember seeing as a teenager?

Though I saw this movie in 1959, thinking about it still brings tears – Imitation of Life.”  I remember going to the movie with a friend; and, we both cried throughout the movie.

The film tells the story of a white actress and a homeless black widow who move in together.   The Black mother and her young light-skinned daughter need a place to live; and, the white actress was looking for a live-in childcare for her daughter.

Problems arise years later when the light-skinned daughter decides to past for white and totally rejects her mother.  Despite the mother’s pleas, the daughter refuses to reconcile.  And, after a number of failed attempts to reunite with her daughter, the mother dies from a broken heart.

The funeral takes place — in a large and beautiful church, a Gospel  Choir, a solo by Mahalia Jackson, a long procession with a white horse-drawn hearse just as the mother had requested.   Shortly, before the procession begins the daughter throws herself upon the casket and asked for forgiveness.

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Everyone left the theater crying.

Remembering “ME” – Part 1

“This is the first in a series of three articles, responding to

questions about my childhood and teenage years.”

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What was the first news event you remember?

A 12-year old latchkey kid, home alone on a very cold day in December, I was terrified after hearing this television announcement — “the world is coming to an end.” 

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I decided this was a real emergency; and, called Mama at work to warn her of this “pending disaster.”  Mama reprimanded me for breaking her #1 Rule, “not to call work unless it’s an emergency.”  She thought I made this story up so that she could come home early.  I never convinced Mama that I was telling the truth.

Fifty-eight years later with Wikipedia at my fingertips, I found proof …

“World Coming to An End

A Chicago area housewife, Dorothy Martin,

claimed to have received a message from a

fictional planet named Clarion.  These

messages revealed that the world would

end in a great flood before December 21, 1954.”

This time I was telling the truth.  However, there were other times when I made up stories best described by the fable, The Boy who Cried Wolf.”

What song makes you think of your teenage years?

I met Hubby when I was 12-years-old and visiting, over the summer, with my grandparents in Mississippi.  However, he insists we met when I visited his first grade class with a cousin.  I have no memory of this.

But, I do remember the summer of 1958.  I was a 15-year-old who discovered for the first time a “real and true love.”  This major life-changing event happened following a fun-filled evening at a local teenage dance.

Two popular records pulled us closer together; and, we both decided these were our “special songs.” 

  • Rockin Robin by Bobby Day, symbolically there was no relationship between the words of this tune and this “real and true love.”

“He rocks in the tree tops all day long

Hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and a-singing his song

All the little birds on Jaybird Street

Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet..”

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This was the first record that we ever danced to.  We hit the floor, quickly adapting to the fast-paced rhythm; and, our steps were smooth, coordinated and effortless as if we had danced together for years.

  • For Your Love by Ed Townsend a slow-moving love song which did symbolize our “real and true” with lyrics like “For your love, I’d give you everything, and that’s for sure.  For your love.  I’d bring you diamond rings to your door….”

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At seventy-years-old, the lyrics and music are just nice memories of an earlier time.  But, at fifteen, every word and lyric reminded me of this newfound “real and true love.”

After fifty-three years of marriage, saying with confidence, Hubby is my first “real and true love.”

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