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Thursday, June 11, 2009
In memory of Mashka
Just discovered a site all about Marie Romanov... LOL! http://mashka-romanov.webs.com is the place 2 go. So go ahead!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Talk about cute
This picture shows the cuteness of the four little girls in swimsuits. How adorable!
Friday, May 8, 2009
Little mashka
Mashka was Marie's nickname. Here are some pictures of her when she was little. Wasn't she a beauty?
Monday, April 27, 2009
Anastasia'a Pranks
When Anastasia didn't want to have her lessons, she hid in a tree. Only her papa could coax her down.
Once Anastasia put a rock in a snowball and threw it at Tatiana, who got hit in the face and knocked out. Little Schwibsik (Anastasia's nickname, Russian for imp) started crying.
Once Anastasia put a rock in a snowball and threw it at Tatiana, who got hit in the face and knocked out. Little Schwibsik (Anastasia's nickname, Russian for imp) started crying.
I am Olga
I took the quiz at http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/2350706/which-of-the-grand-duchesses-otma-are-you and it turns out I'm OLGA. You are very well-read and love singing and writing poetry. Passionate at whatever you do, there is very little you can't do when you set your mind to it. You are fiercely devoted to your family, and would do much to protect them.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Olga's Poems and Notes
You are filled with anguish
For the suffering of others.
And no one's grief
Has ever passed you by.
You are relentless
Only toward yourself,
Forever cold and pitiless.
But if only you could look upon
Your own sadness from a distance,
Just once with a loving soul -
Oh, how you would pity yourself,
How sadly you would weep.
-Olga Romanov, April 1917
Send us the patience, Father, to support us in this year of dark days and tempests, these persecutions of the people and these tortures of our executioners. Give us the strength, O just God, to pardon the wickedness of our neighbors, and to carry the heavy bloody cross with your humility. And in these riotious days, when our enemies strip us, help us, Saviour God, to suffer the shame and the insults. Master of the world, bless us with your prayer and give the peace to our soul appeased at this terrible hour and unbearable. And at the gates of the tomb, make us born again with the lips of your slaves the superhuman force of humble prayer for our enemies.
- A Prayer Olga Wrote
For the suffering of others.
And no one's grief
Has ever passed you by.
You are relentless
Only toward yourself,
Forever cold and pitiless.
But if only you could look upon
Your own sadness from a distance,
Just once with a loving soul -
Oh, how you would pity yourself,
How sadly you would weep.
-Olga Romanov, April 1917
Send us the patience, Father, to support us in this year of dark days and tempests, these persecutions of the people and these tortures of our executioners. Give us the strength, O just God, to pardon the wickedness of our neighbors, and to carry the heavy bloody cross with your humility. And in these riotious days, when our enemies strip us, help us, Saviour God, to suffer the shame and the insults. Master of the world, bless us with your prayer and give the peace to our soul appeased at this terrible hour and unbearable. And at the gates of the tomb, make us born again with the lips of your slaves the superhuman force of humble prayer for our enemies.
- A Prayer Olga Wrote
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