Zena Woodley

Live classical music my passion; and books my comfort. Not much passion right now..
Opinions, however misguided, all mine.

[Space CEO🎇🚀 @SpaceCEO2hxj]

Little x is saying hello to everyone what did you have to say to little X

[Vivid.🇮🇱 @VividProwess]

Everyone saw the despicable videos of the Palestinians who were abusing the camels, so I don’t need to share the videos again, just know that the Israeli police have already arrested most of them. Israel will never tolerate animal cruelty.

[Bo French @bofrench]

I am at a conference right now with 100 people, including major donors, elected officials and patriots who are laser focused on saving Texas. It starts now.

[0 @ZEER0HOUR]

Bunch of politicians on both sides sold their Nvidia stock right before the news broke.

Dont worry they wont investigate themselves though.

Its a giant robbery and you aint in on it.

[Samurai Shiba @SamuraiShibaJP]

In Japan, kids don't do show-and-tell.

You don't stand up before your classmates, hold up the thing you love, and say, "This is mine, and here's why it's great."

That's bragging. It stays in your desk.

My friend teaches fifth grade in Akita. A tiny school. Twenty-six kids. Rice fields on three sides.

Last year, the school got its first American English teacher. Miss Tessa. Twenty-four. From Wyoming. First passport. First flight over an ocean.

On her first day, she clapped her hands and said, "Show-and-tell! Every Friday!"

Twenty-six kids looked at their desks.

For three Fridays, nobody volunteered. Not one hand.

So on the fourth Friday, she went first.

She held up a little plastic trophy. Dented. Gold paint peeling. T-ball, 2008.

"My team lost every single game that year," she said. "One of them, 31 to nothing. T-ball isn't supposed to keep score. Everybody kept score."

"At the end of the season, Coach Mel gave every kid one of these. He told me, 'You played every inning like we were winning.'"

"I'm still so proud of this."

Twenty-six faces went blank.

Proud. Of losing. In Japan, that sounds like a confession.

The next Friday, three hands went up.

Shoma brought his grandfather. The actual grandfather. Eighty-one. He stood before the class, bowed, and said nothing for four full minutes. Then he said, "I grow eggplants." The class gave him a standing ovation. He has come back three times. The third time, he brought a slideshow. Of eggplants.

Fuka brought one grain of rice from her family's field. She explained the old Japanese saying: rice takes eighty-eight steps to grow. Miss Tessa cried. Over one grain of rice. The kids were very confused, and then very proud of the rice.

Jun brought a frozen squid. Nobody knows why. It thawed during math. The next month, Jun brought a second squid. Still no explanation. Miss Tessa clapped for that one too.

And then there was Yuta.

Yuta never talked. Not in class. Not at lunch. Teachers had stopped calling on him years ago, to be kind.

In January, Yuta raised his hand.

The room went so quiet you could hear the heater.

He came forward holding a crumpled piece of paper. He unfolded it. A math test.

Forty out of a hundred.

In Japan, you hide a forty. You fold it very small. You bury it in the bottom of your bag and you pray.

Yuta raised it high. His hands were shaking.

"This is forty," he said. Barely a whisper. "Last time, it was twelve."

Silence.

Then Miss Tessa stood up and clapped like Wyoming had just scored in overtime. Loud. Whistling. "YES, YUTA! YES!"

Then Shoma clapped. Then Fuka. Then Jun, who had been holding nothing, which was a relief. Then twenty-six kids were on their feet, clapping for a forty.

Yuta's ears turned red. He stayed standing until the bell.

That night, Yuta's mother called the school. She was worried. Something strange had happened at dinner.

Her son had talked. For forty minutes.

Miss Tessa went home to Wyoming in July.

On her last Friday, the class told her it was her turn for show-and-tell. Then they made her sit down.

All twenty-six of them came to the front. Each one was holding the thing they loved most. A drawing. A baseball glove. A photo of a cat. Shoma's grandfather was there, holding an eggplant. Jun was holding something wrapped in newspaper. Nobody asked.

Then Yuta stepped forward and held up a math test.

Seventy-two.

Then Yuta did something no teacher, no classmate, not even Miss Tessa had heard before. He spoke English. Slowly. Carefully. Like he had rehearsed it in his room every night since spring.

"I am proud of this."

Miss Tessa was already on her feet. So was the whole class. So was Shoma's grandfather. He dropped the eggplant.

In Japan, we keep the things we love in our desks.

A twenty-four-year-old from Wyoming taught twenty-six kids to take them out.

Somewhere in Wyoming, there's an old T-ball coach named Mel who once told a losing six-year-old that she played like they were winning.

He'll never know it reached a rice town in Akita.

America, thank you for raising the kind of people who clap for a forty.

[Jan Roberts @JanRobertsvo4t]

@andrewc44104127 I think it should be Queen Consort not Queen, there was only one Queen for me - Elizabeth!

[Florian Philippot @f_philippot]

Hier à l’Élysée avec son « ami Emmanuel Macron » : le fils Soros.

Open Society qui passe sa vie à l’Élysée : on en parle de cette ingérence ?!

➡️ La seule vraie arme anti-ingérences = la souveraineté nationale !

[Tommy Robinson 🇬🇧 @TRobinsonNewEra]

Donald Tusk, who had his minister tell the world that the Kraków terrorist was "far right".

Now wants to censor the Internet.

This little rat is desperate to ruin Poland.

Stop him.

[Scott & SAME OLD DOLPHINS🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🇬🇧 @Talbotdolphin]

@DonnaLouise1212 Absolutely horrific and it’s time this country turned the clock back and got seriously tough with scum who commit heinous crimes

[Gillian Flavell @FlavellG]

@DonnaLouise1212 @Herewar66545077

[@LoJoUK @loJoUK65]

Hertfordshire Police confirm 80-year-old Brenda Raymond was found on fire in a first-floor communal area at Caractacus Cottage View, Watford, around 12:45 GMT on Monday 9 November 2026. She is in critical condition with life-threatening injuries. Detectives treat it as attempted murder, believing she was attacked as she returned home and an accelerant/flammable liquid was used before she was deliberately set alight.

Evidence also suggests flammable liquid was poured through another nearby letterbox. No arrests. Neighbours described her as friendly and chatty and expressed shock.

[Coral Janda @CoralJanda]

@DonnaLouise1212 🙏Dear God, please see that justice is served for this lady, Brenda Raymond, because our government won't. 🙏

[@LoJoUK @loJoUK65]

@DonnaLouise1212 https://t.co/ctS4RQeSdM

[JD Hughes @JDHughes4]

@DonnaLouise1212 Pink haired crazies laugh about the past, but this barbarism would have been unthinkable only a few years ago.

It will bite them in the arse.

[John Olooney @OlooneyJohn]

@DonnaLouise1212 bring back capital punishment.

[Donna Louise @DonnaLouise1212]

80-year-old Brenda Raymond is fighting for her life after someone sprayed her with flammable liquid and set her alight outside her own flat in Watford.

She was just coming home.

In modern Britain, an elderly woman can’t even walk back to her own front door without being used as kindling. No arrests. Neighbours in shock.

Just another quiet Monday in the new, vibrant, progressive utopia.

[Wholesome Side of 𝕏 @itsme_urstruly]

Apparently, baby giraffes are supposed to arrive in this world by falling about six feet out of their mothers, getting up, and immediately figuring out how to be giraffes. Milani, a little reticulated giraffe born at Tanganyika Wildlife Park in Kansas on July 11, 2026, apparently looked at that entire procedure and decided it sounded unnecessarily conventional.

Her mother, Virtue, became critically ill during pregnancy, and despite everything the veterinary team tried, she couldn't be saved. Milani was delivered prematurely by emergency C-section, something no giraffe calf was previously known to have survived. So there she was, a tiny giraffe who couldn't even manage the basic giraffe activities of breathing properly, standing up, or drinking milk, surrounded by exhausted humans who had collectively decided that giving up was not on the schedule.

She needed oxygen, plasma from another giraffe, tube feeding, and round-the-clock care. Her keepers celebrated things most people take for granted, like standing up, getting back up after lying down, and eventually drinking an entire bottle without assistance. Honestly, if you've ever worked with animals, you know the level of excitement that can be generated by a patient finally eating and pooping normally.

And then Milani started getting better. She learned to stand, walk, drink from a bottle, and generally behave like a proper young giraffe. Well, mostly. Because at one point, this tiny medical miracle decided to untie her keeper's shoelaces. Twice. On purpose. Imagine spending weeks desperately trying to keep a baby alive, only for her to recover enough to start sabotaging your footwear. That's not just recovery. That's a formal announcement that the patient has entered her little menace era.

And on October 8, Milani finally joined the giraffe herd. One of the youngest giraffes, Dee, came over to meet her, and the two ended up running around together like a pair of ridiculous, long-legged toddlers. Somewhere in Kansas, a group of exhausted zookeepers got to watch a baby they once struggled to keep breathing run off to make friends and cause trouble. And I think that's one of the most beautiful things about this job.

[UN Watch @UNWatch]

“The Islamic regime in Iran massacred tens of thousands of people in January. The notion that they would be elected to a UN committee that shapes priorities on women’s rights and terrorism prevention is an absurdity.”

— Hillel Neuer in the @Jerusalem_Post
https://t.co/nZPBUKDm1z

[Catherine Blaiklock @blaiklockBP]

Disgusting , wrong and against many other religious beliefs.

[Revd Canon Fr Phil Harris† 🇬🇧🇮🇱🇺🇸 @PhilHs10]

Christians are forbidden from eating halal.

Christians must refuse to participate in another religion’s sacrificial worship.

This is a further eradication of Christianity.

The British Army is now denying the vast majority of its fighting force the ability to eat.

I am fed up that only a handful of patriot pastors are prepared to speak up. Where is the rest of the Church?