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and shined the flashlight up
Stretch out your hand and receive the world's wide gift of joy, appreciation and beauty.
I love a bit of flag-waving.
The flyers lift and sigh in unison, like a thousand people waving white handkerchiefs, a thousand people waving good-bye.
walked hand and hand
Man on the dubious waves of error toss'd.
Have you ever bullied a wave?
i gave a start as if goosed from behind
Looked up from where he
What did my arms do before they held you?
Whilst breezy waves toss up their silvery spray.
I wave to the double-decker buses from my bike, but the passengers never wave back. Why? Am I not an attraction?
hugged him tightly and then
Brushed the side of his hand! Slut!
A cat's tail waved above the arm of the couch like an elegant hand in a black glove waving goodbye.
How do you just thrust "I love you" out into the air? It needs waiting arms to catch it.
We thought we had time. I waved but couldn't answer, because I was finally letting myself grin as wide as I'd wanted all afternoon, all evening, every sec of every minute with you, Ed. Shit, I guess I already loved you then.
A small child being dragged to bed peered curiously at me as it passed, then waved. We waved back, not being entirely sure how else to respond to small creatures like that.
turned to me, told me I should do the
Long on the wave reflected lustres of play.
As a quiet salute to Beavis and Butthead, I held up my index finger and thumb in an "L"-the international sign for loser.
I'm always smiling, always waving. I'm just a natural show-off.
Extending your hand is extending yourself.
The two men used their arms to semaphore greetings and good-byes.
We shook hands the way men do when they're trying to say something more than goodbye.
If I'm on a boat I will wave to every breathing thing I pass. If I'm not on a boat I try to avoid every breathing thing I pass.
He sent it flying at full speed. It jumped six times as well, sending ripples across the sea. The small splashes of foam turned into miniature rainbows as they caught the light of the evening sun setting behind the clouds.
That's lifted the crowd up into the air.
Waves are like women, you can never get enough of them, always want a better, more dangerous one, and occasionally you get dumped.
Squeezed back. Or, more likely, someone
Raise Your Hand [10w]
Raise your hand to answer questions,
not to hit children.
He extended his hand: It seemed to meet something in mid-air, and he drew it back with a sharp exclamation. "I wish you'd keep your fingers out of my eye," said the aerial voice, in a tone of savage expostulation.
I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.
an insouciant flip of the wrist -
Just for fun I flew in huge banking arcs, taking deep breaths, enjoying the feel of my newly weightless hair. The stylist had called it "wind tossed."
If only she knew.
Extend a hand whether or not you know it shall be grasped.
I used to love hand raising.
His hands fluttered like birds,
each with a fancy silk ribbon
to weave into their nest,
as he stood at the mirror
dressing for work, waving hello
to himself with both hands.
The wave rises. The wave falls.
The entire room exploded into applause, even a few whistles. I shook my after he kissed my forehead, and then stood up to take a bow. When he returned to his seat in front of me, he chuckled.
"They're not looking at you, now, are they?" he panted.
"Thanks. You really shouldn't have," I smiled.
Only those who row the boat make waves
Into the air. There was love here - not perfect, but strong,
Smiling too brightly,
I was moving from worried to scared, and I could see terrified waving at me from just around the next bend in the road.
Over my head his arm he flung, Against the world.
Gripped her waist but
Horne Fisher stooped and touched
Something on his, and he held up a hand to indicate
Learn to recognize good luck when it's waving at you, hoping to get your attention.
I'm kind of over getting told to throw my hands up in the air,
So there.
I waved and cried and smiled at the same time like Mum and Mrs Mack, so Sandy and Jeff remember us smiling not sobbing as they left.
A puff of wind blew out their skirts, and they looked like two wandering flags.
I glance up at the security camera staring us down. I wave, if you can call flipping Rex off waving. Nitro would be proud.
his big hands, presumably to stop
hands, making him submit
Screamed like a manic cheerleader heaping encouragement on her high school's punt returner as he breaks through the first wall of blocks.
You know the sound of two hands clapping; tell me, what is the sound of one hand?
Have you never, when waves were breaking, watched children at sport on the beach, With their little feet tempting the foam-fringe, till with stronger and further reach Than they dreamed of, a billow comes bursting, how they turn and scamper and screech!
He pressed his fist to where his heart had once beaten, and I did the same. I'm sure I looked like a total idiot, but I think we all do when we're really happy. Except for Longspee. He just looked fabulous being happy.
Just as the ocean is waving so each one of us is a waving of the whole cosmos, the entire works, all there is.
To make this sign, the first and little fingers are upraised and the other fingers folded in towards the palm. This was a secret sign used for recognition purposes by followers of the medieval witch cult who were traditionally worshippers of the pagan Horned God.
Long have you timidly waded
Holding a plank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea,
Rise again, nod to me, shout,
And laughingly dash with your hair.
skidded the elegant white speedboat skilfully through the
The first magic wave kicked the world in the face.
Through the history of our nation, Americans have always extended their hands in gestures of assistance.
walked out to the deck that overlooked
I don't wave a flag for anything. I'm a
musician.
If you wave a flag, make it an American Flag.
Hesitated; swooped again; hesitated again; swooped once more
I was worried when I returned that I might be booed or barracked. Nobody has waved fivers at me. I am touched by the reception since I have come back.
He raised his hand and extended his middle finger. Does this count as pushing it, Bob?
It takes two hands to clap.
A crowd began to gather round to watch the Heat begin.
They soon would learn which one would earn the famous Golden Fin!
The boards were tied to dolphin guides that pulled them like a sleigh
to what they called The Channel, every surfer's Dream Highway!
Hand closed around the
How could you teach someone to survive? You pointed them in the right direction and hoped they'd swim, not sink. Waving, not drowning. There are more important things in life than individual happiness. It was an easy trap to fall into, mistaking a lack of self-direction for an expression of love.
...holding your hand out and making a gesture that, in the surreal parrallel universe of the classroom would suggest that instruction, but anywhere else would be taken for a drunkard's poorly achieved impression of an epileptic spider failing to negotiate a hairpin bend.
crossed the dining room and
The waves most washed me off the raft sometimes,
A lot of people in the crowd want to be told what to do; if you just put your hands up, they do it.
When you are not near me, I make the sound of one hand clapping.
Waves are toys from God.
Barbara rearranged herself on the blanket, and the crowd howled a mass downward arpeggio when Enfield took the ball back. It's all right, it's okay, you're gonna work for us someday, rose the cheer from the Sheffield side.
I felt like I should salute. If only I knew how.
Pushed forward. A flying elbow struck his cheekbone just below his
If you were quiet and blended into the background, you were less likely to make waves
Is this how humanity waves good-bye?
Hell no.
She shook my hand, loosely, like Indians do, using only her fingers. Not like those tight grips that white people use to prove something. She touched my hand like she was glad to see me, not like she wanted to break bones.
It flew towards the roof of the net like a Wurlitzer
stopped: a final swish in the tall grass
turned it over. "Your
Excuse me?' A beaming female face swims into focus. A woman has touched her on the arm and Grace is disconcerted, as though someone on television waved at her. She feels so remote from the world, from normal people, she thought she was invisible.
throwing the football. But instead
It was one of those moments when a great Don't Care wave hits you, and you float off on it, head back, looking at the sky.
He waved good-bye to all these people he barely knew, and somehow loved anyway, and he hoped they could not tell how relived he was to be going.
You cannot clap with one hand alone.
We wanted to touch them with our action.
She waved through the dirty window from her seat as the train started up. I did not do the ape act. I stood there and did the human act as well as possible.
way through the crowd that had gathered on
I will catch a wave every day, even in my mind.
I danced along a colored wind/ Dangled from a rope of sand