Language ] i thought at first it was some kind of photoshop, the arabs did, she tells me. I didnt think such a thing could be possible. You didnt believe it . No. My daughter, no. How did she look to you here . Afraid, shock. Maya was shocked when she later saw this 30minute hamas video live streamed on facebook. Her former husband has a leg wound and is taken away. [ speaking in a nonenglish language ] armed gunmen question his partner, their son, and the two terrified daughters. [ speaking in a nonenglish language ] theyre my whole life, those girls, she says. Theyre everything i wanted all my life. [ speaking in a nonenglish language ] this is my existence, to be a mother. Its all i wanted. I didnt want to be rich. I didnt want to be married. I didnt want anything. I wanted to be a mom. To feel close to her daughter, she wears a tie dyed dress she made for her. I love you. She has given dna samples to authorities but says shes heard nothing since then. Shes desperate and just wants
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I have been in racing for almost 50 years. I have been involved with horses my whole life, growing up on a dairy farm with various ponies and horses, fox hunting, three-day eventing, show hunters, etc. From the beginning, my only reason for riding has been my love for horses. I ve always loved being around them at every level. My first memory of a race horse was looking at pictures of Swaps in the Blood-Horse magazine and thinking he was the most beautiful horse in the world.
As children we went to the Timonium Fair to watch the races, and dreamed of either owning, training, or riding a race horse. Little did I know all three of those dreams would come true! But, always, my first thoughts were of the beauty, grace, and generosity of the horse himself, and I felt it was my responsibility to treat him with the greatest respect and give him the best possible care. I came into racing at about age 21 as an exercis