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"daniel hines" Discussed on Bloomberg Radio New York

Bloomberg Radio New York

05:04 min | 1 year ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Bloomberg Radio New York

"Announce the euro at one point one two five zero against the dollar the yen at one eleven point nine shoe, John and Sri Lanka's stock market is closed in the wake of terror attacks that claimed at least two hundred ninety lives and that Spock and concern about a slump in the nation's tourism industry and Bloomberg's Haas Linda amid reports from Singapore. Four. Great news country. That's forced to take a loan from the IMF recently. GDP of the slowest nineteen quasi rupee has been smut down and record lows all still reeling from the political crisis, which we saw loss. You investors? Still have fresh memories of the country. That's been plagued by civil war. Expect tore them in particular, a major contributor to the Connie to be hit Trunka known for its beautiful beaches that may be affected as well. Sure. Lanka's Prime Minister says the violence will likely lead to downtrend in the economy by some estimates tourism accounts for about five percent of Sri Lanka's GDP countries. Bonds are falling in the wake of the bombing still Sri Lanka's central Bank, governor in drowsy, Kumara Swamy tells Bloomberg is confident the government can meet its debt obligations. Something. People to experience and they've sold a cadre residents in dealing with it. Don't consis them as capable of forming the attacks market returned violence to a country still recovering from a twenty six year, civil war, ethnic and religious divisions have plagued Sri Lanka for decades. Elsewhere Asia, we saw the biggest equity moves in China today. Restocked started the week with a one point seven percent slide in the rest of the region. The it was a rather quiet trading day and Bloomberg's Yvonne man joins us from Hong Kong with details. Good morning. Good morning, John. And Karen a bit of a directionless day in Asia, stocks were mixed as the Easter holiday weekend continued in many countries, like Hong Kong, Australia and New Zealand, Japan and Korea end of the day flag Chinese stocks and bonds fell in stimulus worries as ficials signal less stimulus. That's a head of a busy earnings week with more than seven hundred eight share companies due to announce results on Friday. In Hong Kong. I'm Yvonne, man. Bloomberg daybreak. Yvonne. Thank you today's biggest mover is oil crude as surging afterward. The White House is ending waivers for buying oil from Iran. Sources tell Bloomberg the White House will allow waivers to Iranian oil without facing US. Sanctions to expire on may second those current permissions apply to eight countries, including China, India, Italy, Japan, and that could add increased significance to the next round of OPEC meetings. The group and its allies have their next meeting in late June. Daniel Hines is a senior commodity strategist strata and New Zealand Banking group. The rally is really forcing investors to rethink what I pick doing the upcoming making all the noise and all the talk about that production cut grain Bain extended. But certainly with process now pushing into the seventies branks thing. Questions being us about with pick wants to push this market to Qatar in the past and obviously didn't Domon and Brent crude right now is up two point seven percent of dollar ninety one a barrel at seventy three eighty eight nine Mex. Crude is up fifty five barrel at sixty five fifty five and Tokyo today Carlos was indicted on new charges of misdirecting company money for his personal use here. The most serious allegations yet against the former chairman of Nissan, Motor Japanese. Prosecutors say Nissan lost five million dollars that was fund into foreign corporate accounts controlled by Goan back here in the US. Elon Musk is taking on one of Tesla's key suppliers in a very public fight. Bloomberg's Patricia Cora has details. Elon Musk has sparked a public dispute with Panasonic, which makes the batteries that power Tesla's electric vehicles. It began with reports the companies tempering expansion plans that their joint battery plant an event musk responded by saying that. Panasonic is to blame for parading to reduce pace and that it's constraining production of Tesla's model. Three the exchange is once again raising questions about Tesla's profitability with concerns at panasonic's reluctance to boost battery production may foreshadow other issues. Patrice Sikora Bloomberg daybreak Patrice. Thank you and separately. Tesla says investigating a fire in Shanghai involving one of its vehicles. The company says it's sending a team to Shanghai and in touch with local authority shares of tesla down more than two percent in early trading. And we have this headline just crossing the Bloomberg bed bath and beyond aims, a new chairman and appoints five directors that who shares a bed bath and beyond up more than four percent in early trading. And the big corporate earnings have more than one hundred fifty companies in the p five hundred or porting preview. Bloomberg's Charlie Pellett. We've had a decent start to the earning season, but not enough to spur much risk appetite under Garcia. A my is the CEO of Zoe financial CEO's very good at lowering.

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"daniel hines" Discussed on Bloomberg Radio New York

Bloomberg Radio New York

02:55 min | 1 year ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Bloomberg Radio New York

"This is great news country. That's four. To take a loan from the IMF recently. GDP of the slowest in nineteen Qantas rupee has been down record lows all still reeling from the political crisis, which we saw last year investors still have fresh memories of the country. That's been plagued by civil war expect tourism input. A major contributor to the economy to be hit Trunka known for its beautiful beaches that may be affected as well. Sri Lanka's, Prime Minister says the violence will likely lead to a downtrend in the economy by some accounts tourism accounts for about five percent of Sri Lanka's GDP countries sponsor falling in the wake of the bombing steel, Sri Lanka's central Bank. Governor Indrajeet Kamera Swamy tells Bloomberg as confident the government can meet its debt obligations. These. Something that actually people to experience in the and they've sold a great deal of. Dealing with it. I'm fix them as capable of this funding. He attacks market return of violence to a country still recovering from a twenty six year, civil war, ethnic and religious divisions have plagued Sri Lanka for decades. Elsewhere in Asia, we saw the biggest equity moves in China today, where stocks started the week with a one point seven percents slide the rest of the region that was rather quiet trading day and Bloomberg's Yvonne band joins us from our Hong Kong bureau with more good morning. Good morning, John and Karen a bit of a directionless day in Asia, stocks were mixed as the Easter holiday weekend continued in many countries, like Hong Kong, Australia and New Zealand, Japan and Korea end of the day flag Chinese stocks and bonds fell in stimulus worries as ficials signal less stimulus. That's a head of a busy earnings week with more than seven hundred Asia companies due to announce results on Friday. In Hong Kong. I'm Yvonne man, Bloomberg daybreak Evonne. Thank you today's biggest mover as oil. Crude is surging afterward. The White House is ending waivers for buying oil from Iran. Sources tell Bloomberg the White House will allow waivers to buy a rainy and oil without facing US. Sanctions expire on may second knows current permissions apply to eight countries, including China, India, Italy, and Japan, and that could add increased significance to the next round of the OPEC meetings, the group and its allies have the next meeting late June. Daniel Hines is a senior commodity strategist at a stroke and Zealand Banking Group. The rally is really forcing investors to rethink what I pick will do in the upcoming meeting. I have all the noise and all the toll Spain about that production of grain and Bain extended. But certainly with process now pushing into the seventies for nothing. Questions being asked about with pick wants to push this market to lock it has in the past. And obviously didn't demand right now..

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"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

Stories Podcast

03:56 min | 2 years ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

"It's delicious. They should try stone. It's the best. I'll testify stole the finest male. You can make school. It's an all kit and take steps Bono and trade a bit for a bowl, right? This way to get in line for the dull stone. Sue cousin telling you now, you know, stone soup is good for the souls. Down soup has a magic attach. Stone soup has some wonder splash zone. So really familiar with glee stone soup. Gotta try it and see step Ono trade to bid for a bowl brought this way to get in line for the dole aides. Don't soup doesn't tell any now. You know, stone soup is good for the soul. As the song went on more and more villagers, took the deal dropping in ingredients in exchange for a bowl of the good stone soup. Soon, the pot was full of carrots and Rosemary, and pork, and onions, and celery and rice, and all manner of delicious things. John gave it a stir with his big wooden spoon and then scooped up a little. He offered it to Maria who blew away the steam and took a big slurp delicious. She cried and the village cheered. Someone brought out bowls for everyone and John filled them up one at a time. Soon. The entire village was gathered together outside talking and laughing and smiling over there bowls of stone soup. And maybe it's because they didn't notice and maybe it's because they didn't realize, but no one ever mentioned that the stone was nothing special and it was their sharing that had made the soup. So. Delicious. Just like John and Maria had planned. They sat together near the cook pot, eating their soup with sly smiles. Hey, you two, they looked up with surprise. The burly Baker was looming over them, big hands curled into big fists. Hey, said John, we don't want any trouble. Said the Baker frowning Maude own either. I just he trailed off looking embarrassed. I just thought maybe I could have some soup. I know it's finished, but I could give you these. He held out those big fists and John and Maria flinched. But then he uncurling his fingers inside. He held to golden roles. They were buttery and flaky, and so warm and fresh, they steamed in the cool night air. John took a role with one hand and then shook the baker's hand with the other. They all smiles sheepishly and then started to laugh the villagers eight stone soup and celebrated well into the night. And from that day on, they were a little slower to hoard and a little quicker to share the travelers and the merchants returned and so did Maria and John at least once a year. Of course, they were always warmly welcomed. And of course they always made the village a big pot of stone soup. The end. Today's story, the village that didn't share was an adaptation of an old folk tale written for you by Daniel Hines performed for you buy me Amanda Weldon with a song bias, both if you would like to support stories podcast and receive a thank you in a future episode, please visit patriarch dot com slash stories and make a pledge then sent an Email to Amanda at stories podcast dot com, and let us know who to thank and don't forget to check out kids. Listen the app. We helped build for a curated collection of kid-friendly. Podcasts, just search kids. Listen on. I tunes thanks for listening.

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"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

Stories Podcast

11:15 min | 2 years ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

"Chanting. Max wrote a wide circle around the arena Lance held. Hi, good name. The day went on and the field of Squires brave enough to joust got smaller. It's shrank from eight to four. And finally, it was down to just max and one other Maxwell ceiling confident his second match when even better than the first his opponent, the squire in the black armor that had won the first tilt of the day completely missed max with a hastily slung Lance and max Horst him almost effortlessly, not getting so much as a scratch. The ward was working max realized cordless protective spell was keeping him safe and his skill with the Lance was doing the rest. I will be a night he said, and for the first time he actually believed it. From the Northgate cried the herald. We have mad. The crowd cheered loudly for the final match. Everyone in turned out to see who would win their knighthood. The king and Queen could be seen sitting high above the rest on twin thrones carved from polished ivory ebony. On the queen's ni, the Royal Princess bounce than gargled happily from the south gate. We have Reynard Rhone. The crowd went absolutely wild. They were fond of max for winning unlikely victories as an unheard of squire, but Reynard was cousin to the Queen and swearing for the king's own brother. He was tall and fair and clad all in golden armor and the favors of no fewer than four maidens were tied around each arm. He took up his Lance and hollered at max from across the field. You've had a fair showing good name, but I am the one who will win my knighthood hood today, come win it. Then max said and spurred his horse across the muddy field Reynard matched. Charge. And for max all outs faded away. The sounds of the crowd dimmed silence his horse's hooves, blurred, nothing. His entire world became his Lance and shield on the fo ahead of him and his savage will to win his opponent. Neared max raised up barrel edge shield held high. Lance leveled with his opponent's chest through steel has its own rewards through steel. Never use. Pain pain, more intense than any max had ever known. He managed to stay in his saddle, but he wasn't sure how when he got to the end of the field, he looked down and saw foot long splinter of wood, sticking out of his leg when Reynard slants shattered against the barrel and shield. He must have caught one of the pieces looking over his shoulder. He saw Reynard, laughing and hefting a new Lance max hadn't even scratched him nasty, splinter. You've got there. Do you you, sir? True. Steel never yields. I'll never yield. Let's go again, max pulled the splinter from his leg with a wins. They both took fresh lances in charged this time Reynards. Lance smashed maxes shield a splinters and it fell ruined to the mud Max's. Lance, Jessica lanced off Reynard shield and with week thump you've no shield good name called Reynard yield before you're hurt. No shield thought next to himself. Glumly try no shield and no armor. He felt suddenly very naked sitting on his horse with nothing, but his wool shirt and pants and rough leather boots. He should healed. There was no dishonoring it shield. Listen armless as he was, but then he may never be a night. I will be a night said max for the final time wants more Reynard max called grabbing a fresh Lance from the rack. You're brave, dumb, but brave one more then. Good name. There was a sudden. Small commotion in the crowd max looked over and saw the three thuggish boys from the night before they had corley again, pulling her bodily through the crowd max looked on helplessly from his spot inside the arena. He couldn't leave without forfeiting the match. And even if he left, he would never slip through the crowd on his horse Wallis he cried and the wizard appeared at the gate, the girl, the cleric in the silver. He pointed her out, go helper. OB there after the tilt knacks cried Wallace. I can't get her maintain the illusion. I'm already struggling as it is with all these hits you've been taking. I don't care. Just don't let them hurt her. Wallace saw the passionate Max's eyes and shaking his head ran off through the crowd, preparing some bit of magic to help the dark haired girl with a silver robes, max roared, and spurred on the great red warhorse across the yard. Reynard did the same in the field was full of the ragged thunder of horses, hooves and screaming. Men knacks was fatally aware that the allusion of his armor had faded away, but he didn't care. He needed to finish this match one way or another. So we could go and help corley the two Squires seemed to fly each other wanna a crimson blur in winking steel and the other a strange streak of Brown wool. They came together and the earth seemed to shake and tremble with the Power of their crash Reynards. Lance glanced off Max's arm, but Max's, Lance struck Reynard full in the chest just above the shield and just below the helmet. The land spent like a bow and then snapped straight launching Reynard like an arrow. He flew a full fifteen feet before landing in the mud before the king max had one, but he didn't care across the field. He saw Wallace brawling with two of the thugs. The third was holding corley in laughing at the skinny wizards efforts. He urged his horse into a gallop, and they cleared the arena. Offense in a single ninety. Jump enough yelled max as he wrote up to corley in the thug. And swung down off his horse. You let them go before I give you more of what you got last night. Two of the thugs looked nervous, but the leader only stepped forward last night. He was dressed in plain wool, same as max. But today he had on his full squire outfit, including thick leather, armor in a short sort of notch steal home to a razor edge. This isn't fist, this is steel in your wizard is out of the fight. The thug said, drawing his sword, you sure you'd like to try me with wood and cheap allusions. You'll fund my steals true enough coward said max, drawing his own sword with a steely hiss. That's a chance I'm willing to take said the thug take it. Then growled, max and the dance began. They clashed and clashed again. And again, the thug sword came in high and MAC, Scott up his own blade in response, and the impact was the bright sung of metal on metal and realized the truth. In Max's words. His arm around his shield may have been faked, but his sword was the true steal the fight raged on. And now everyone in the stands watching including the king and Queen Royal guards were shouting in heading towards them, but they wouldn't make it in time. Max realized this would be decided by the blade, the thugs pressed forward max gave ground but remembered the advice of old Parlow sword, fighting more than swords. Boy, never forget it. I've seen many a good nightfall because they forgot all about the fist foot in knee and teeth, and and max. Not the thugs swinging hard and then hooked him behind the knee with a kick, sending him stumbling as he staggered past max clubbed him along the back of the head with a pummel of his sword, and the thugs Sankt to the ground like he'd been hit with a sleeping, spell the other two thugs scattered imacs win over to corley picking her up, gently from the ground. You saved me again. Well, I owed you without your ward. I wouldn't have been able to make it through the tournament. I'll max. I don't know any words, but the song corley laughed and planted a kiss on nexus cheek home. I sweet hero. I made it up. You're so nervous thought you could use a little faith, maybe. Oh, and then max lost consciousness. In the end, it took corley in three other clerics to bring max around. Again, he was bleeding from where the Lance splinter stuck in his leg from a dozen other small cuts. His arm had been broken where Reynard shattered his shield at made worse by the final Lance blow. But luckily corley was an expert at healing wings and it proved to be the arm is weren't so different after all, once max had been patched up in revived, they brought him in front of the king and Queen knocks. Good name thundered the king. You have won the tournament on your knighthood. He stepped down off the throne and drew his great golden sword, new. For the last time as a squire max knelt. There is a deep silence in the arena, squire bellowed the king. I love the some max good name night of north end protector of the northern rounds and defender of the week, rice or night max rose to his feet and the crowd cheered loudly after a moment, the king raised his hand for silence what's mall in light of the extreme bravery of show by entering the tournament with nothing, but a barrel it and a handful of conjurers magic. I give you a new suit of silver armor from the Royal blacksmith where's well? The crowd erupted again. But again, the king called for silence to the young cleric. Apprentice Chorley who saved your life said the king. I award the title of master cleric. The crowd cheered briefly before being quieted by the king yet again, and ask for your wizard, friend who so deceived the court. Wallace, Q Wallace suddenly looked very nervous. I give him one thousand cards. The title of grand allusion est of north end and a stern warning to never ever pull a stunt like that. Again, the crowds chairing redoubled and this time the king go on and on Wallace and corley ran to max and the three of them night, cleric wizard embraced in the center of the arena. And that was their first adventure, though it was by no means their last. The end. Today's story, the magic armor amac's good name tale was an original story written for you by Daniel Hines perform for you by Kelsey? Leigh with special. Thanks to our friends. Nate and Emily auger and Jake Letizia if you would like to support stories podcast and receive a thank you in a future episode, please visit patriarch dot com slash stories and make a pledge then sent an email to Amanda at stories podcast dot com, and let us know who to thank and don't forget to check out kids. Listen the app. We helped build for a curated collection of kid-friendly. Podcasts, just search kids. Listen on itunes, thanks for listening.

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"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

Stories Podcast

09:06 min | 2 years ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

"Hello, welcome to stories podcast. I'm your host Amanda. Weldon today. Story is a rerelease of one of our very first stories, the magic armor amac's good name tail unoriginal story written for you by Daniel Hines performed for you by Kelsey Leigh with voices by our friends, Nate and Emily auger and produced by Jake Letizia for more stories in this series, checkout max good name and the song of the bacilus and max good name and the silent Knight. Stay tuned for a new story next week. If there are any stories you love that you'd like to hear on the podcast, send us an email and let us know. I'm pretty sure everyone has heard of today's sponsor yelp because we've been able to depend on them to recommend the best restaurant or coffee shop in the neighborhood for years now. But did you know you can look for great home service businesses on their to yelp can connect you to top rated gardeners plumbers cleaning services and more. And since you can read reviews from past customers, you'll know you're hiring someone legitimate after a pretty significant paint spill a few weeks ago, I needed to get my carpets professionally cleaned. I use yell to look up carpet cleaning businesses near me, and then I use their request a quote feature to compare prices from a few different places to make sure I got the best deal. I found a very nice lady named Marlene with reasonable rates and very positive reviews scheduled with her right away. And now my carpets are good as new. It was easy. That's why I always use yelp go to yelp dot com slash podcast to install the app. If you have a leaky faucet or Nita trustworthy cleaning service or mechanic go to yelp dot com slash podcast. That's why ES. L P dot com. Slash podcast. Yeah. Thanks. Enjoy the episode. The magic armor, amac's good name tale. In the kingdom of north end during the great summer of the sweet southern winds, a beautiful Princess was born. She was pink like the horizon at sunrise and her downy hair was the beautiful blonde warm Honey, the king loved his little child so much. He decided to throw a great tournament in her honor. It was to feature archery and knife throwing an axe juggling and sword, fighting and all manner of exciting events. But the biggest event of all was to beat the Joe sting. Now jousting was terribly dangerous. So it was only done by the bravest of all the nights in a proper joust. Each night would get on his horse and take a long blunted poll called the Lance and ride straight at the other. They would meet in the middle with the great crash and try to use their lances to knock the other night off their horse. The nights were their full suits of armor, but even still each joust usually ended with a few broken bones. The Joe sitting at this tournament was to be extra special because honor of the young Princess freshly born the. Decided that he would have a special jousting event just for the Squires Squires our young men usually no more than fourteen years old and they act as assistance to the nights. They cleaned their swords armor, infect their lances. They tend to their horses, and usually it takes many years for a squire to prove himself worthy of being dubbed tonight. But the king said that an honor of this daughters birth, the winning squire should be raised knighthood. Then in there, of course, this was an attractive proposition, two all Squires. So they flocked to the tournament to prove themselves worthy of being knighted by the king which was a very high honor. Indeed. The Squires of rich nights already had their own horses and armor to joust with. So for them entering was easy. The Squires of poor knights had to beg their masters to borrow a horse in armor just so they had a hope that it fit well enough to work the squire of the poorest night. Well, believe it or not. He's the hero of this tale. His name was max and he was a squire for grungy old tonight who called himself, sir. Parlow the pink on account of he painted his shield, a garish shade of fuchsia others, however, called him, sir. Parlow the stink on account of he really, really stink max wished he could squire for a better night. But the truth was he was lucky to be a squire at all. He was born in orphan and the nearby kingdom of middle and wandered north, for lack of anything better to do one day on a small side road. He came across our Parlow sitting against a tree with an arrow in his belly. He had been robbed by an Archer bandit and left for dead max helped the night. Retrieve his horse in mount up. And helped him in the saddle until they could reach the nearest healer. The night had taken max on as a squire. Thank him and max was grateful because usually only noble born boys were taken to squire, even by smelly nights, like Parlow so far had been a good deal for max Schorr. Parlow was smelly and poor, but he knew plenty about sword and shield and Lance, and he taught max freely by the time. The king's daughter was born and the tournament announced max could hold his own against anyone, his age. He was tall and lean, but his skinny arms are banded with long muscles from years of practice in hard work. And he wrote a horse like he was born in the saddle. I will win my knighthood next declared one evening as he shovelled horse droppings out of their campsite sir. Parlow was fretting over a rusty pot on the fire. They were camped in a small clearing in the woods. Just off the main road, you'll a body full of broken bones is what you'll win. The tournament will have the best night's in the kingdom best Squires to it's no place for the likes of us. Boy, this is why we never have. Goal. You're always too afraid to go to the turns all we ever do as a score wagons. Do you want to be poor forever? We ain't poor replied Parlow now we ju- grass soup. He said thrusting a crude wooden bowl at the young squire. We are poor. I've talked to other Squires and they get meeting their soup, not just grasping bark will the other Squires ruffled chatty now aunt, they as it happens. I just got us some goal this morning while he was snoring away. He pulled small leather sack from his thirty jacket and jangled it from acts to hear. Where'd you get that from that wagon, we escorted the ought to try to pay us a silver for services. Can you believe that one Silva for the legs of Paulo, the pink didn't seem fair. So when he wasn't looking to help myself to some gold from the strongbox, he'll never miss it and it's only fair all the work we did, hey, isn't that stealing? No, no, no, no, no, yes. Said someone else, parlor max, both jumped with surprise as five consta-. Ables emerged from the woods all around them. Constables kept the law in the area and they were armed with short bows and heavy iron wrapped clubs with the constables was the wagon owner. That's the faith by the owner yelled pointing at Parlow wait. No, it wasn't me. It was the boy Parlow as the constables lifted him bodily from his seat by the fire, his grass soup dropped in splattered them with all clumpy green juice. It wasn't me. It wasn't a boy me. You're lying. Give it a rest stink. Said one of the constables we heard the whole thing. It's the dungeon for you stink, yell at the Parlow steep. It's pink. He roared and through one of the constables to the ground, he caught the others club as it whistled towards him and wrenched it free of the constables grip, give it up stink at the other three constables. Now hefting their own clubs in fanning out to surround the smelly night. It's prey, Carlo yelled again. And then he turned to yell at max blowing my soul until we must sorta will show these. Glorify God's the meaning of steel max grabbed Parlow sword, but didn't throw it. You've lied. You tried to say, I stole the gold only because I didn't want to go to the dungeon the Parnell. Surely you can understand that the constables were watching the exchange and the sword, very carefully than I would have gone to the dungeon Yeltsin ax. It was a risk. I was willing to take max lower the sword. He was very disappointed. The sour night had never been especially kind, but he had taught max everything he knew, and now he was a thief and worse than that, he had tried to blame max who had only ever saved his life and served him well, this sword, this is my sort stink. Thank Parlow roared, but then one of the constables caught him ringing blow across the back of the head and he fell face first into the remains of the grass soup. They dragged him out bound him hand and foot and threw him across the rump of one of their horses. You have a place to go. Some asked one of the constables MAC said, yes, thinking of the tournament and the promise of knighthood that awaited him there we have to take back the gold. Obviously, we also have to take his armor and everything else evaluates penalty for his crimes. The sword is yours, and we'll leave you the horse as well. So you weren't stranded by law. The constable could have left max with nothing, but he had a boy about Max's age at home and felt a little sorry for the young squire. Thank you, sir. No problem kid. But if anyone else asks, we took the horse to he added with a wink, and then he's spurred on his horse, leading the other constables the wagon owner and old Parlow away. Max could still here Parlow moaning as they pulled out of sight.

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"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

Stories Podcast

10:53 min | 2 years ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

"Asked the mayor. Hi, everyone replied, And the next day much like the rats before them, a swarm of rat catchers descended on the city armed with cages and traps, and Bates, and poison and nets. They began their work. They tracked rats in the Kitchens. They bagged rats in the factories. They scoops them up by the dozens in their nets. And at the end of the day when their work was done, there were more rats than ever before. What is this cried? The mayor? How is this possible? The head rat-catcher A grizzled old woman with a leather patch over one, I just shrugged. Pardon may law, But these ins bank no way, no normal rats of Fianna stand may. Every one we catch seems like a gaggle more a common taking their place. There is some magic to these rats. F you can understand that truth pay told smaller than me, and the crew can handle in aid, some mouse in aid. So Mel sold together. What is it said the mayor, What do we need? How may recall He NATO may recall missed him area. And with that, the ratcatchers left the village. The mayor and his council met again and tried to think of a new plan. They argued all day and they argued all night. They sent out runners in every direction to beg nearby villages for help. And then they argued some more. And meanwhile, while all that arguing was taking place, the rats multiplied You couldn't open a cabinet in Hamlin without a dozen rats leaping out. You couldn't draw water from the well without half the bucket being swimming shrieking a rodents. It got so bad. The people were beginning to pack up Thinking they'd have to abandon their village to the rats. But then The pi Piper came. He burst into the council chambers as they were arguing tall. He was with long arms and legs in a round pot belly. He dressed head to toe and flowing streams of rainbow silk. The colors alternated wildly in a crazy pattern in his hands was a strange looking instrument. It was as though someone had married a fluke to officially took long and slender and studied with holes with a great Jay shape at the end. The mayor took one look at this wildly-dressed man and began to sputter blood sees the meaning of this, who are you? This is a private meeting. The Pied Piper merely smiled and doffed his rainbow stripes slouching hat. Hello. Hello Moi Hamlin Chum. It called for help and help has come. I see your overwhelmed by rats. All leave allied with sour mats. Well, rest. Easy because I've seen your letter and for ratcatchers There is no better. Hell Ridge. You of your problem fast Aldridge you of these rats at last by merely seek a modest pay thousand guilders to save the day. So what say to you need a sniper, The rat they call pod Piper. The mayor and the Council looked at one another taken aback by the colorful man and his strange sing-song way of speaking they grouped together to discuss a thousand guilders was no small sum, but it was either that or abandoned their village to the rats. After a few minutes of excited whispering, they made their decision. All right Pied Piper, the mayor said, The Except your offer. Of course, other ratcatchers have failed us so we will only pay once you have succeeded in getting rid of all the rats. Do you agree? The Pied Piper bowed with a flourish of his hat. I accept Churchill. It seems quite fair. No watches without Roper snare. I make your village Road and free and cure you of this misery. You're going to do. It's now Don't you need time to prepare. No time like now no daylight today. Now watch and learn, and please make way with that. The Pied Piper walked out into the village square which was By this point teaming with rats. They scurried this way and that carrying bits of food or stolen treasures for their nests. The Pied Piper gave the road and said, disgusted, look shook his head and then raised his strange pipe to his lips. He blew softly and his hands, Slade over the instrument, and he began to play a strange Melody, neither fast nor slow, neither low nor high. It seemed to warble and chirp and Rumble, and whistle The villagers founded unpleasant. But the rats all stopped and turned to look. They're blurry red eyes focusing on the Piper, and they're sour furred body's going still as statues. Then with a strange skipping his step and never missing a note of his song, the Piper began to walk away from the town, though rats followed. They poured from homes and they scuttled from factories, and they pulled themselves dripping from the well, and they flowed in a dirty stream from every corner of the village. And soon the Pied Piper was skipping at the head of a herd of rats. It was such a strange Parade That the people of Hamlin could only stare mouth is hanging open. The piper led them through the streets and through the fields and into the mountains Beyond and quick is that there wasn't a single rat laughed in all of Hamlin. The people yelled and cheered and hugged, and through such a party that the village was still recovering come the next morning when the Pied Piper strolled back into town pipe on his shoulder and a smile on his lips. You roused the mayor and the Council and presented him. Elf before them, as you can see, I'm a man of my word. The rats are all gone, The whole fuzzy heard. Now, Please my guilders and all hit the road. I've places to be an songs to be sold. Now, the mayor and the Council had been thinking about this. They had collected the guilders from everyone in the village, and since a thousand guilders was quite a lot of money, they had decided on a very unkind and greedy plan. Then Piper said the mayor, It seems to me that the rats are already gone. Vice should we pay you now? But deals a deal, I have your word, will you? That's quite enough of your rhymes Pied Piper. Let this be a lesson to you. Get your Gildas in advance. It's good advice and this will have to be payment enough now get out of our village. The Pipers face turned dark. He opened his mouth to speak, but instead snapped at shut and stopped away. He left the village and the mayor and his counselors congratulated each other laid solve the rat problem and kept the villagers guilders as well. And for a single quiet day, all was well in the village. The morning after that though the village awoke to a strange Melody floating in the air. It was neither fast nor slow, neither loan or high. It seemed to warble and chirp and Rumble and whistle. They whispered to one another. So Pied Piper supplied pipe song supplied Piper. Sure enough sooner the rainbow straight man could be seen on the horizon hat cocked on his head and strange hooked pipe to his lips and behind him, the rats there were more than ever a sea of rats, an ocean of rats, a great surging tide of analysts, rats that swarmed at his back and flowed over each other shrinking and shivering and flowing ever forward. No cried, a woman standing by the mayor. Why would he do this? We paid him. His guilt. Does. The mayor turned bright red and those around him turned storms brewing on their faces. We pay to him, Didn't v The woman asked then uh, no. Meanwhile, the Piper drew closer rats marching at his heels. P Bala cried the woman. The May I and I Council never pay the piper. And so he has undoing Slovakia has done The villagers seeing the approaching wave of rats started to call out at their leaders, pays up high bah Same us, pay his old. You all greed Dole boss. Hey, pays apply bah at the edge of town. The Piper paused his Melody and called out Hamlin village. I've returned I've Roger rats for payments spurned You want them back. I brought the load or you can pay me what his old. The people rushed into the mayor's home and found the guilder's they had collected in a sack hidden in his closet. Quick as they could, They brought it to the edge of town and threw it at the Pipers feet. Please said the woman. We've all pitched into pay. Don't punish us for our leaders, greed. The Pied Pipers smiled at her and slung the bag of guilders over his shoulder. He gave the villagers a wink. Thank you for the payment though. It was late. I'll save you from your rot drowned fate. Just remember all You've heard a deal, the deal. So keep your word with that. He picked up his pipe and began to play his strange Melody. Again, the rats stopped their march towards the village and streamed behind the Rainbow dressed man. And with a skip in his step ended shingle of guilders. He led them all away and Hamlin village never saw man nor rats again. The end. Today story, the Pied Piper of Hamlin with an adaptation of an old folk tale written by Daniel Hines and perform for you buy me Amanda Walden. If you would like to support stories podcast and receive a thank you and a future episode, please visit patriotic dot com slash stories and make a pledge. Then sent an email to Amanda at stories podcast dot com and let us know who to thank And don't forget to check out kids. Listen the AP. We helped build for a curated collection of kid friendly podcasts. Just search kids. Listen on, I tunes. Thanks for listening.

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"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

Stories Podcast

08:15 min | 2 years ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

"In the capital city. He waited with all the people with coughs and broken arms and chickenpox until it was finally his turn. When the doctor saw him, She was intrigued by the golden belly button screw. She had never seen anything like it. She ordered X rays and body scans in all sorts of tests. But when the results came in, she still had no idea what it was four or how to remove it. She told the boy that while it was indeed strange, It wasn't hurting him and he should just go about his life. But the boy was obsessed. He left the famous hospital and walked for miles until he came to the great library famed for its endless towering shelves of books. When he arrived, a librarian asked him what he needed, And he showed the man his Golden bellybutton screw. The librarian armed unharmed intrigued by the strange screw. He called over several other librarians and together they attacked the archives, looking in every book They could think of at the end of weeks of searching. They came back to the boy and said they were sorry, but there was nothing in any of the books about a golden button, screw much less how to remove one since it wasn't hurting him and it was so very small better that he just go about his life. The boy wouldn't give up so easily though. He heard about some mystical shamans in the south and packing. His bags, He went to find them his path, took him through a dark forest where he nearly got lost in the trees. It took him through a desert, so vast and dry. He thought he die of thirst. Finally, crawling on his hands and knees, He came to the huts of the shamans. They marvelled at his Golden belly button, screw poking it and prodding it with their staves. They consulted with spirits and chanted all through the night. But morning found them scratching their heads, disappointed. They told the boy that they couldn't divine, the golden screws purpose or how they might remove it, and that since it wasn't hurting him, he should just ignore it and live his life. Well, the boy had come too far for that of course. So the Shannon's told him of some Wizards in the West packing his bags. He set off on another long journey. He crossed deep ravines on Warren rope, bridges. He waited through bubbling swamp so thick and dark thing merely dragged him under. He crossed all manner of dark and dangerous places. And finally found a blue tower that stretch towards the sky like a crooked finger. He collapse against the door and the Wizards welcomed him in muttering to each other in excitement about the strange Golden belly-buttons screw. They spread their spell books and uttered incantations and waved their winds. But in the end, with all their magic combined, they couldn't move the screw. Not an inch, Not a bit. And since it wasn't hurting him and it was so very small. They encourage the boy. To just forget all about it. As you know, our boy was on a mission and wouldn't give up, especially not after he come. So very, very far. Seeing his determination, The Wizards whispered to him of a secret place. It was on the windward side of the highest peak of the highest mountain. There he would find a cave. It's opening sharp and wide as a lion's mouth in the cave. If he kept to the left hand passageways and brought a torch against the darkness, he would come to a room at the heart of the mountain there. At last, he would find an old man with the answers he was searching for. Off the boy went his path long and dangerous. Many times he barely escaped many others. He was forced to run until his long's burned in his side's ached when he came to the mountain, he tucked a torch in his pack and climbed up and up. He went until the air was so thin. He could barely breathe, and the wind was so strong. It nearly plucked him off the mountain. Still, he pushed onward climbing to the highest peak of the highest mountain snow coating his clothes and ice frosting. His face there on the windward side was a cave, its mouth as sharp and wide of the Lions. At last said, the boy. He slipped inside, lit his torch, keeping always to the left. He followed the winding paths forward and down down down into the heart of the mountain. Finally. After days of walking, his torch burned to a stab, became it to a dazzling chamber. The floor was thick with the finest carpets. The ceiling was a glowing quartz. The walls were lined with shells and racks and cases, And in the center of the room sitting on a golden throne was a wise old man. He had bright eyes and a long white beard that spilled to the floor. And he looked up as the boy entered. Salwa. You have a problem. No one else can solve. I do said the boy. Let's hear it Then. Well, it will be easier just to show you. The boy took off his jacket and pulled up the bottom of his shirt and show the wise old man, his golden belly-buttons screw. Of course, you know what it is. The wise old man shook his head. I don't, But this is the heart of the mound gin and the answers to all mysteries are here. And I think I've seen your answer before. He got up and shuffled over to a shelf digging through strange items and muttering to himself. Finally, when the boy could barely stand to wait another moment, The old man came back in his hands with a gleaming, Golden screwdriver. Just the right size for the Golden Valley button screw. He gave it to the boy. The boy placed the golden screwdriver against the golden screw his hands shaking. He gave it a tiny turn, just the barest twitch of his wrist. To his amazement, the Screw turned easily. Finally, he thought, finally, fine. Finally, he could get rid of this Golden screw. He turned to the Golden screwdriver again and the screw grew, looser. Another turn at it with looser still at last at last. Another turn and the screw was hanging by a thread with a deep breath. The boy gave the screw one final turn And finally freed. It fell out of his belly button and hit the floor with a plank. The boy left up crying out. Yes. Yes. Yes. And then his but fell off. The moral of the story, everyone has imperfections, And at the end of the day, worrying too much about yours will only lead to trouble. The and. Today's story, The Golden screw was an adaptation of an old folk tale written by Daniel Hines and perform for you buy me Amanda Weldon. If you would like to support stories podcast and receive a thank you and a future episode, please visit patriotic dot com slash stories and make a pledge then sent an email to Amanda at stories podcast dot com and let us know who to thank And don't forget to check out kids. Listen the app. We helped build for a curated collection of kid friendly podcasts. Just search kids. Listen on iTunes. 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"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

Stories Podcast

06:49 min | 2 years ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

"You. Paul said the rooster and together they plotted down the road away from their old masters and towards a new life. So they went, But they hadn't gone far before a terrible thunderstorm rolled over the land. The rain came down with sleet, and the sleep came down with hail, and the Thunder crashed and a lightning flashed pen soon. All four of the poor friends were soaked in scared witless. What do we do? Asked the cat. There's a light over that way, said the dog. Let's check it out. Said the rooster and fast two added the donkey. They ran for the light and quickly came to see it was a small house nestled into the hills. It was modest, but there were lights in the windows and smoke curling from the chimney. No telling who could be inside said the donkey. I wish we were tall enough to peek through those windows. Maybe if I get on your back, said the dog and with the donkeys permission, The dog hopped on up still. They were too short to see the cat climbed on the dogs back, But her eyes were too weak. Finally, the rooster flapped up to the very top of the group and told them what he saw. There's money and some two and a few people at the table. Well, maybe they'll share if we give them a little show, said the cat. Excellent idea. Agreed the donkey. And as a quartet they began to sing. Boom. Boom, bum bum law into. God, and seeing so clearly God grant aid crowd from miles around share a, uh, into the city, gone, gone Mall by taller. Gone already enough. And a room to keep law. Inside the cabin, The people heard a great racket of strange noises from just outside their window. They didn't speak donkey or a cat or dog or rooster. So it was a terribly frightening noise to them. And when they looked out the four animals all staffed on each other's backs looked like 'Monster's out of their nightmares. They ran screaming out the back door heading for the hills. Curiously the animals went inside. We must have scared them away. Said the cat. Maybe we should have knocked first. Agreed the donkey. Gershom good food. Said the dog already digging into a plate of shepherd's pie. But look masks and swords too. Must be benefits. Well, then said the donkey, It's a good thing. We scared them off. This is too nice, a little home for bandits to bother the rest. All agreed and they eight and transient talked and laughed long into the night safe and dry from the storm that raged outside finally long after dark, they all found a cosy spot and curled up for the night. Nearby, The people who were indeed bandits were arguing over what to do once the storm cleared up and the moon rose high and bright, they decided that one of them should go back and investigate what kind of monsters they were up against. They drew straws and the I'm lucky loser craft back to the cabin quiet as she could. The bandit opened the door slowly. The fire had burned out and it was pitch black inside. She took too slow steps in and then spotted two yellow Kohl's glowing in the fire. She pulled a stubborn candle from her pocket and bent to light it from the Kohl's. Unfortunately, for her. They weren't Kohl's. They were the yellow eyes of the old cat with the his the cat scratched wickedly at the bandits hand. The band at Yeltsin's stumbled backwards foot coming down right on the tail of the dog who was sleeping on the hearth with a roar, the dog turned and sank has. Teeth into the bandits leg monsters stars, she cried disoriented and terrified in the dark. She took two stumbling steps in ran right into the butt of the donkey, who instinctively let loose a mighty to legged kick throwing the banded across the room and into the wall. She lay They're stunned for just a moment, But by then the rooster had woken up his perch high in the rafters and he let loose a mighty Screaming and scared for her life. The band had fled from the cabin and ran back to the hills. When she got back to the other bandits shaken and bruised and scratched. They asked her what had happened. First, a witch with glowing eyes scratched in my hand with her wicked nails. I turned away and some vampire sank is fans into me. I managed to get away, but then an old Go Wallops me with a club. And then just one. I thought it couldn't get any worse. A voice from the sky yelled Cook are up in studio Colorado Pence. No. The bandits all agreed that they had better find a new out and left the little home for the monsters to keep. Of course, There were no monsters. Only the donkey, the cat, The dog, And the rooster. And when they realised the bandits weren't coming back, They decided to remain in the little house. Finding it stocked well with food and firewood and everything else they needed. And they're they stayed old and abandoned once, but happy and healthy in their friendly little band. They passed the days relaxing eating their Phil And of course singing away the long nights together. The end. Today story, the foreign musicians was a classic folk tale adapted by Daniel Hines and perform for you buy me Amanda Weldon with songs bias, both If you'd like to support stories podcast and receive a thank you and a future episode. Please visit patriotic dot com slash stories and make a pledge then sent an email to Amanda at stories podcast dot com and let us know who to thank And don't forget to check out kids. Listen the AP. We helped to build for a curated collection of kid-friendly podcasts. Just search kid. Listen on, I tunes. Thanks for listening.

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"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

Stories Podcast

02:05 min | 3 years ago

"daniel hines" Discussed on Stories Podcast

"A great cloud of missed went up and jill heard her own armor wine as it was coated with frost but the villain received the worst of it when the air finally cleared he was frozen solid a beard of frost on his cobra hood and icicles where his bangs had been crimson jill asked where bears dropped off i'm on my way back to help now all set this kuhn is now a snake sickle take into the super jail for me will do firefly you're still the best jill flushed inside her suit glad that the com system automatically disguised her highpitched voice see you around she said kicking on her jets and cruising home she was worried grandpa jack would be upset but when she stumbled out from the armor he wrapped her in a bonecrushing bearhug spinning her in a great circle like when she was a little kid julie being you did it julie the little hero chile the firefly jill smiled wider than she ever had before and hours later after her wounds had been patched and her armor had been repaired when she was laying in bed sore and exhausted she fell asleep with that same smile still on her lips to be continued today story part three of the brilliant firefly recoil an original story written by daniel hines and performed for you buy me amanda weldon stay tuned for the final installment of the brilliant firefly recoil to be released next week if you would like to support stories podcast and receive a thank you and a future episode please visit patriotic dot com slash stories and make a pledge then sent an email to amanda at stories podcast dot com and let us know who to thank and don't forget to check out the kids listen app for a curated collection of kidfriendly podcasts just search cancel listen on i tunes thanks for listening.

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