rally the troops, storm the front, just dont stop for the love of… well not god but country and queen! yes, thats how the saying goes, for king and country, the individual is nothing without something bigger to identify with, save our souls if we dare be loyal to ourselves only.
The rally was amazing, and I thought I wouldn’t ever get all the things seen! There were so many peopl! The smell of the bodies which had been unwashed for too many days, the heat of the summer air, the sound of the engines. So much! I took it all in and still begged formore!
We went to the rally today. I was all out of red paint, so I used blue instead. The other protesters weren’t to thrilled about that. But who cares, blood is blue when it’s in the body, right?
I thought it said one world. I was waiting to see aworld, but upon reading further I realized i was mistaken. Now im curious to know what the outcome of this will be, so im typing.
I was at a rally, a car rally and the noise was unbelievable. How can anyone think in all this racket, I thought; and smiled at the irony of my own wit. But it was all worthwhile to see the joy on my son’s face.
there once was a time when i entered in a rally. i lost obviously. i tried really hard though and i just kept thinking i can do this. i’ll do better than anyone. and i just really wish i won. then by the end of the story i realized i had no idea what a rally was.
Togetherness. We come together one more time to join in our endeavors sharing with one another. Rally. Let us come together. Help one another one more time.
Get together and join the group. Come join our cause and stand up for something with real meaning. Your life should stand for something important. Take this step and give your life meaning. When you become part of the group, you’ll find dozens of like-minded individuals who share you thoughts and feelings.
i don’t understand rallies, unless they’re for a good cause. Rally’s can be bad, like really bad. I don’t know. Like a KKK rally, or a rally to try and kill someone. But they can be good too, as long as people stay civilized. Which kind of defeats the definition.
Humans rally like animals and monsters, rallying for what? They’re for hate and chaos, greed and lust for power. They have heights below to fill just right. It’s enough,
Before we would go to a football game in high school we would have a huge pep rally. The band would play, the players would run out and I remember poms poms, red and gray, bobbing in the air. An electric time.
I tried to rally them to my side!
It was futile, I knew. They all hated me now. But it wasn’t right for them to do this. It was almost inconceivable.
So I stood for what was right and paid the price.
And you know what?
I have no regrets.
ginger ale tastes like soap. skinnin feris is a dyin art. hope springs
external. ferns bloom when they like. ike rhymes with like. get on yer bike!
Tyke hike NIKE who is SHE? {the bitch} mqaybe she is a witch.mm.. on a ferris a lone witch on a precaris nefaris feris . weris this neferis preceris
but on er eris- she floff the feris deris no mention of…. compo
Rally the troops. They said you can’t inspire. They said you couldn’t command. Gather your people. Even if you fail here, the fates will give you another chance. They like you. Reincarnated again and again until it finally works. Until you’re standing on stage, the microphone replacing your sword.
i remember all of the rally’s i had in high school, i guess not all of them but the ones that really stand out. Claire Shiba and that other girl fighting over Nick Cavalla. Being suuuuper stoned at the one where we were alligators.
“Now who’s with me!” he roared, punching his fist in the air. The rest of the crowd howled along with him. He looked at the people below him with a look of pride-full accomplishment. Then he caught sight of her in the crowd. The one girl staring at up at him stoically. His smile faltered for a moment as she stared at him a second longer then turned on her heel and disappeared.
join in. join together and be fierce. combine your words, movenemts hands and minds. fight hard against the forces that say no to you way down the day. be a tidal wave of community and mean it.
Rally, there are so many meanings for this word and yet all I can think of is a car rally race. I can picture these dirty cars covered in the advertisements speeding up and down the road and flying over bumps, swerving and dodging. Surely I can think of something else to do with the word rally?
this totally makes me miss high school. i loved pep rallies. we always had the most fun events, and had the craziest kids do weird things. my fave was when billy and steve ate a 5 gallon bucket of ice cream our junior year and totally almost puked it all up. or when katie won the dance competition. i love clio.
I was in an Obama rally in 2008. My mom and I even organized one together. We were working all day and I remember being hungry, but it was OK because Obama came backstage and thanked all of us. He really appreciated all our work, that’s why even though I’m tired I’m going to help him get reelected.
I couldn’t make out what was coming up the road, it wasn’t going particularly fast but it was odd. Then it came into view and I realized it was a camera fixed onto a pole and attached to a car so as to film the rally that was taking place in the forestry.
We need to rally behind the families in America today. They are falling apart. WE need to encourage families to stay together. To work together, to play together. To pray together.
He picked up a tiny little pompom from inside his desk drawer, leaped up, and yelled, “Rally, rally!” His coworkers looked at him as though he were insane.
“This sort of behavior is frowned upon in the financial industry,” one coworker finally said.
“But. . .but the currency looks like it’s rallying,” he said meekly, as he sat back down.
He stood at the rally chanting for the end of universal health care, not knowing that the cancer growing inside of him would lead to his bankruptcy by this time next year.
Rally: I think of rally as in rallying up my kids to go out…to the park, out the door…takes a lot of time and organization to leave the home with 6 kids age 11 and under!
I’ve got to pull myself together … rally my strength. I’m exhausted and need to find some energy. This day is only half over, but I’m 7/8 depleted. So much left to do and no umph to do it. Ugh.
Really? It was just a football game. Why did everyone care so much? Sports didn’t matter in teh grad scheme of things. It was a long time before I realized they cared so much because it was all they had.
Why this word? I refreshed the page about a billion times and it always gives me “rally”. I don’t know what it means. Is it a kind of a car race? Is it a sort of aaaahm, car? A competition? I have no idea, I’m not freakin’ English! Give me a word like “butterfly”, I can babble about butterflies all day long. But not rallies. Unless it means something butterfly-ish…
There was a rally in school today. I’m not an enthusiastic person, and had I know that there was going to be a rally, I wouldn’t have been at the gym when I was. I don’t know the precise reason of this rally, but I really didn’t want to be a part of it.
There was a giant rally today, and Emilie couldn’t help but find it absolutely ridiculous. Of all things, it was a spirit rally, and she found those things repugnant. The school placed more emphasis upon sports and the athletes and completely ignored the academics. Where was the celebration when she took first place in the national math competition? Where was the celebration when the school’s debate team took first in state?
Emilie just absolutely hated them – they were ridiculous.
We rallied the student troops, we rallied their singing hearts under the banner of justice, flaunted their wide eyes and believing stares before the state. We rallied their parents and friends, gathering them together like collectors knick-knacks. We rallied our egos, our restlessness, our foolhardiness but we didn’t rally our consciences. We let them stay hidden under the covers at home, sleeping dreamlessly.
“A Rally?” She asked him, repeating his statement. Why in the world would he invite her to such an event? They didn’t talk, speak, or anything of the sort. They weren’t even aquantinces.
rally the troops, storm the front, just dont stop for the love of… well not god but country and queen! yes, thats how the saying goes, for king and country, the individual is nothing without something bigger to identify with, save our souls if we dare be loyal to ourselves only.
The rally was amazing, and I thought I wouldn’t ever get all the things seen! There were so many peopl! The smell of the bodies which had been unwashed for too many days, the heat of the summer air, the sound of the engines. So much! I took it all in and still begged formore!
We went to the rally today. I was all out of red paint, so I used blue instead. The other protesters weren’t to thrilled about that. But who cares, blood is blue when it’s in the body, right?
rally belly bum bastically, roperunning astonishments and kisses in the sand…cirkels smooth flurry beings singing courage of filming noises.
rally, rage, repeat. rally, rage, repeat.
high school
football
political
group of people together for a cause
fight
college
enliven make hyper
raise awareness
crowd
I thought it said one world. I was waiting to see aworld, but upon reading further I realized i was mistaken. Now im curious to know what the outcome of this will be, so im typing.
I was at a rally, a car rally and the noise was unbelievable. How can anyone think in all this racket, I thought; and smiled at the irony of my own wit. But it was all worthwhile to see the joy on my son’s face.
To arms! to arms! come and take up your voices and your power….
Become the change, become the solutions for your own life.
To Arms!!
there once was a time when i entered in a rally. i lost obviously. i tried really hard though and i just kept thinking i can do this. i’ll do better than anyone. and i just really wish i won. then by the end of the story i realized i had no idea what a rally was.
Togetherness. We come together one more time to join in our endeavors sharing with one another. Rally. Let us come together. Help one another one more time.
Get together and join the group. Come join our cause and stand up for something with real meaning. Your life should stand for something important. Take this step and give your life meaning. When you become part of the group, you’ll find dozens of like-minded individuals who share you thoughts and feelings.
i don’t understand rallies, unless they’re for a good cause. Rally’s can be bad, like really bad. I don’t know. Like a KKK rally, or a rally to try and kill someone. But they can be good too, as long as people stay civilized. Which kind of defeats the definition.
Humans rally like animals and monsters, rallying for what? They’re for hate and chaos, greed and lust for power. They have heights below to fill just right. It’s enough,
Before we would go to a football game in high school we would have a huge pep rally. The band would play, the players would run out and I remember poms poms, red and gray, bobbing in the air. An electric time.
I tried to rally them to my side!
It was futile, I knew. They all hated me now. But it wasn’t right for them to do this. It was almost inconceivable.
So I stood for what was right and paid the price.
And you know what?
I have no regrets.
ginger ale tastes like soap. skinnin feris is a dyin art. hope springs
external. ferns bloom when they like. ike rhymes with like. get on yer bike!
Tyke hike NIKE who is SHE? {the bitch} mqaybe she is a witch.mm.. on a ferris a lone witch on a precaris nefaris feris . weris this neferis preceris
but on er eris- she floff the feris deris no mention of…. compo
Rally the troops. They said you can’t inspire. They said you couldn’t command. Gather your people. Even if you fail here, the fates will give you another chance. They like you. Reincarnated again and again until it finally works. Until you’re standing on stage, the microphone replacing your sword.
if only one soul could come and hold my hand to rally mine into eager luck and appreciation of this day
i remember all of the rally’s i had in high school, i guess not all of them but the ones that really stand out. Claire Shiba and that other girl fighting over Nick Cavalla. Being suuuuper stoned at the one where we were alligators.
“Now who’s with me!” he roared, punching his fist in the air. The rest of the crowd howled along with him. He looked at the people below him with a look of pride-full accomplishment. Then he caught sight of her in the crowd. The one girl staring at up at him stoically. His smile faltered for a moment as she stared at him a second longer then turned on her heel and disappeared.
join in. join together and be fierce. combine your words, movenemts hands and minds. fight hard against the forces that say no to you way down the day. be a tidal wave of community and mean it.
Rally, there are so many meanings for this word and yet all I can think of is a car rally race. I can picture these dirty cars covered in the advertisements speeding up and down the road and flying over bumps, swerving and dodging. Surely I can think of something else to do with the word rally?
this totally makes me miss high school. i loved pep rallies. we always had the most fun events, and had the craziest kids do weird things. my fave was when billy and steve ate a 5 gallon bucket of ice cream our junior year and totally almost puked it all up. or when katie won the dance competition. i love clio.
I was in an Obama rally in 2008. My mom and I even organized one together. We were working all day and I remember being hungry, but it was OK because Obama came backstage and thanked all of us. He really appreciated all our work, that’s why even though I’m tired I’m going to help him get reelected.
I couldn’t make out what was coming up the road, it wasn’t going particularly fast but it was odd. Then it came into view and I realized it was a camera fixed onto a pole and attached to a car so as to film the rally that was taking place in the forestry.
pep rally. protest. togetherness. joining together for a cause. going against something. rights. government. drums and music.
We need to rally behind the families in America today. They are falling apart. WE need to encourage families to stay together. To work together, to play together. To pray together.
He picked up a tiny little pompom from inside his desk drawer, leaped up, and yelled, “Rally, rally!” His coworkers looked at him as though he were insane.
“This sort of behavior is frowned upon in the financial industry,” one coworker finally said.
“But. . .but the currency looks like it’s rallying,” he said meekly, as he sat back down.
He stood at the rally chanting for the end of universal health care, not knowing that the cancer growing inside of him would lead to his bankruptcy by this time next year.
Rally around the family. With a pocket full of shells. Rage against the machine.
Rally: I think of rally as in rallying up my kids to go out…to the park, out the door…takes a lot of time and organization to leave the home with 6 kids age 11 and under!
I’ve got to pull myself together … rally my strength. I’m exhausted and need to find some energy. This day is only half over, but I’m 7/8 depleted. So much left to do and no umph to do it. Ugh.
Rally! Rally to the cause!
Really? It was just a football game. Why did everyone care so much? Sports didn’t matter in teh grad scheme of things. It was a long time before I realized they cared so much because it was all they had.
Why this word? I refreshed the page about a billion times and it always gives me “rally”. I don’t know what it means. Is it a kind of a car race? Is it a sort of aaaahm, car? A competition? I have no idea, I’m not freakin’ English! Give me a word like “butterfly”, I can babble about butterflies all day long. But not rallies. Unless it means something butterfly-ish…
There was a rally in school today. I’m not an enthusiastic person, and had I know that there was going to be a rally, I wouldn’t have been at the gym when I was. I don’t know the precise reason of this rally, but I really didn’t want to be a part of it.
Is he looked at the sea of angry faces, he thought to himself, ‘Isn’t the abortion clinic that other building across the street? Huh.’
There was a giant rally today, and Emilie couldn’t help but find it absolutely ridiculous. Of all things, it was a spirit rally, and she found those things repugnant. The school placed more emphasis upon sports and the athletes and completely ignored the academics. Where was the celebration when she took first place in the national math competition? Where was the celebration when the school’s debate team took first in state?
Emilie just absolutely hated them – they were ridiculous.
We rallied the student troops, we rallied their singing hearts under the banner of justice, flaunted their wide eyes and believing stares before the state. We rallied their parents and friends, gathering them together like collectors knick-knacks. We rallied our egos, our restlessness, our foolhardiness but we didn’t rally our consciences. We let them stay hidden under the covers at home, sleeping dreamlessly.
“A Rally?” She asked him, repeating his statement. Why in the world would he invite her to such an event? They didn’t talk, speak, or anything of the sort. They weren’t even aquantinces.
He nodded. “Yes, so, yes or no?”
The woman scoffed. “I’d rather not.”