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A common myth about the kangaroo's English name is that it came from the Aboriginal words for "I don't understand you." According to this legend, Captain James Cook and naturalist Sir Joseph Banks were exploring Australia when they happened upon the animal. They asked a nearby local what the creatures were called. The local responded "Kangaroo", meaning "I don't understand you", which Cook took to be the name of the creature. This myth was debunked in the 1970s by linguist John B. Haviland.
The night nurse of the incubator ward came in to see how the premature babies were doing.
She peeked at the thermostat, she looked around and into the Holden incubator - and the Holden baby was gone.
She brought an orderly and a doctor running but sure enough the baby had vanished.
When the parents arrived they were of course almost crazed but the doctor had to tell the pitiful truth - that the baby then weighed two pounds eleven ounces.
If it had been taken outside on such a night it might live for an hour, two hours at most. The parents shuffled off home.
The doctor put a tentative stroke across the baby's progress chart.
A police siren whined outside and the next morning the tabloids reported a routine kidnapping. The FBI was called in and that was apparently the end of the story.
Three weeks later a pleasant housewife, who lives way uptown, was doing her housework one morning and listening to the radio and up came a pleasant jingle going the rounds of the dance halls and the disc jockeys - a song called Don't Call Me A Nosey Man.
This woman couldn't get the thing out of her head.
She decided she would clean up a bit and go out and buy the gramophone record of it and she went to a little store on 125th Street in the heart of Harlem and asked the assistant to play it first.
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Amy Ann Duffy started singing as a little girl, but quite secretively. [...] She says her hometown on the coast of Wales is the kind of place "where pipe dreams are usually quashed in order to prevent you from being disappointed."
Duffy used a karaoke machine she got for Christmas one year to make demos. She'd record her songs and send them to herself to reserve the copyright. Eventually, she began sending them out. And now her debut album, Rockferry, has hit the Billboard Top 5."
[via NPR.org]
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