Most people feel that fiction and images are the least profitable pieces of content that you can post to Triond. Welll yesterday I noticed that this is not true. 

I posted a large number of pictures. And I had 98 views on them. This is no where near the amount of views that I need to reah my earnings goal but it is a start. More than 80% of my views yesterday were from my images. 

My images can be found here http://www.picable.com/photographers/cookiemonster5436.282508. 

With those stats I needed to know what my earnings were. Well over the last few days I had been earning ten to twelve cents a day. Yesterday I earned twenty one cents. This was almost double my previos high for the week.

At 21 cents a day it will take a while to make a billion dollars but the thing we all must remember is that each day I will be posting more pictures. Each day that I do this my views will increase and my earnings will increase. If I am able to post a few million pictures I will be a billionare by Christmas. 

Taking a million pictures is not difficult. I could more than likely do that in just under three weeks. 

I ask that all of you partake in the one million content pieces challenge. I do not want to be the only one on triond that makes a billion dollars. If all of the writers on triond make a billion dollars imagine what that would do for the econmy. If you are not a member of triond and you write, draw, take photographs, sing, or create videos I invite you to join here  http://www.triond.com/rw/282508.

Triond is a site that pays. I have been payed many times by them and they will continue to pay as long as there are people willing to submit content.

He took me to his room for our man-to-man chat whenever there was such an issue between us and told me why I should be there as his first son and I reluctantly obliged him his annoying request. I had arranged with my girlfriend on how we would tour some exotic places in Lagos. Such places like Silverbird Cinemas, Shoprite and Alpha Beach in Lekki. Now my father had taken the pleasure of such fun and closeness with my beau away from me. My girlfriend was inconsolable as she and her people would not be traveling to the Eastern part of Nigeria where we all came from. My mother helped me pack my luggage, making sure all that I would need to look the perfect picture of the newest Osuofia’s son were achieved to precision. I felt so gutted and empty. At my age, my parents are still running my life and those of my younger siblings.

Of course it has been so when you realize I’m one of my father’s empire’s biggest beneficiary – after my first degree and second degree in different courses that have to do with Business Administration, I came back to a brand new position as an Executive Director with all the trappings of the office – I don’t think I have much reasons to upset the apple’s cart of my life. Let it be said now that my half-educated father is my backbone. He is a man among boys who call themselves men. I’m actually thirty years and they – my parents – have been giving me hell to settle down in life as they settled down when my father was only twenty-six.

Quietly, I put a call through my girl friend’s phone to inform her of the disappointment. She took it not in good faith after asking me for how long we would be in the village. I corrected her by telling her that my community is not actually a village as it has most of the infrastructures existing in Lagos as well. We laughed over that. Her next concern was on the grave issue of kidnapping. I dissuaded her from worrying about that as my parents had arranged with the Commissioner of Police in Lagos for a dozen policemen to accompany us to anywhere we chose to go to while in the East.

The chartered flight in a friend’s private jet took off at the local wing of the Murtala Muhammed International Airport and landed at the newly constructed Asaba Airport within an hour. It was a record sensation for us. There were about fifteen different brands of latest Toyota and Nissan jeeps all encapsulated in intimidating metallic black colour waiting to ferry us to our community with an escort and our own team of policemen to complete the picture of power, regality, opulence and wealth. That was on the 24th December 2011. The only snarl was the atrocious traffic jam that we met at the gates of the Asaba Airport which stretched behind us within seconds. The escort in our convoy made it easier for us to spend less than forty minutes to get to the other side of the Niger. Onitsha city’s traffic was in its glory but we had to use the failed Enugu Expressway to get to Nnamdi Azikiwe Roundabout before hitting the well-tarred road that led to our community.

Believe you me, I love my father and respect him a lot for sundry reasons. He is a man of grandiose show who knows how to handle serious issues in the world of business wheeling and dealing, and communal politicking. As soon as our convoy got to the border of our community with a neighbouring community, cannon gunshots started exploding to herald our arrival. Waoh! I was initially startled but thanked God in my mind that Boko Haram wouldn’t dare.

On getting into our expanse compound, our town’s women welcomed us with a frenetic dance involving measured but frenzied gyration of their entire body. I was thrilled. There is fun in my town too. I didn’t know when, ‘thank God I’m here,’ escaped me. My immediate younger sister smiled affectionately at me and squeezed my palm.

Within time, our palatial residence became a Mecca of some sorts. People started trooping in not minding the presence of our fierce-looking policemen who had taken positions guarding our near-supernatural residence. What grand taste my parents have! I couldn’t stop admiring the picturesque look of our residence.

Damn! My town is cool! I quickly settled town and started doing things. Girls-girls -girls! Choice alcoholic beverages and more, my parents ensured it would be fun for all. It was 25th December the day of my father’s conferment with the title of Osuofia – the trailblazer of our community – we all woke up feeling more royal than royalty themselves. I was carrying out my morning ablutions in readiness for the days’ activities in my suite when a maid came to inform me of my mother’s summon. I left my room immediately for our Obi where they had started receiving people who were coming with cattle gifts and other sundry gifts to support my father on his big day.

I was saying in my mind, “What a carnival going on around me?” while walking into our Obi when this pretty sight hit me. I did a double take and almost missed a step on the long flight of descending steps that led to my mother’s presence. She was grinning from ear to ear when she noticed my obfuscation while staring at her for what seemed an eternity without figuring out what had hit me.

My mother stood up and embraced me in the most regal manner while I kept at looking at the prettiest face I ever saw. I grinned at her and ate her up with my eyes.

With her arms spread, my mother announced to me in the most sonorous voice,

“This is our dear Igwe’s first daughter. She just came back from the States for our conferment. Darling son, say welcome to Pearl.”

Without wasting time, I enveloped her in a sweeping embrace and suffered instant hard-on as I exhaled her opulent cologne. There was this magnetic device that crushed us into one another as I saw her melt into me. If not that my mother was there with us, I would have suffered my mind other devices, but I let her go with my best smile.

“Pearl, this is Emeka my first son – a jolly good son – I know you two will find each other amusing.” My mother the match-maker had continued.

We made light conversations and promised to hook up with each other during and after the conferment ceremonies. It was a fait accompli.

The conferment ceremonies came and went by without me taking my eyes off Royal Princess Pearl. The conferment train and party moved down to our residence and you guessed right, I sent a jeep to ferry Pearl down to my arms of love. I had plied myself with passable alcohol to boost my confidence before she was ushered into my suite.

Like you guessed right too, I had sex on my mind and we took care of that business. It became a regular chill for us for the next few days. On 31st December, I left my community for the Asaba Airport where I went back to Lagos to continue with my responsibility as an Executive Director while my parents continued to play host and hostess to people coming to pay them homage and stuff like that. Pearl and I agreed to keep in touch. She had come back after her first degree to embark on her Youth Service programme. I promised her I would talk to my friends in Abuja to see her posted to Lagos for her national assignment in March.

Two days to Valentine, Pearl and my mother walked into my office. I had just come back from a little shopping for my girl friend in the spirit of St. Valentine’s Day celebrations. I embraced her affectionately even as I was a bit troubled by her presence in my waiting room. My mother went into my office with me and had a long conversation with me. The verdict came out fast. I must marry Pearl and make my family blue blooded or else I would be disowned. My father my mother had told me is in support even as she told me Pearl wouldn’t agree with her less. She is two months gone. A true son of my parents who wouldn’t miss an opportunity whenever it came knocking, I quickly sent an assistant to get me a new SIM card from MTN’s Aromire – Ikoyi Friendship Centre. I went into my waiting room and took Pearl in my arms and kissed her tenderly.

And yes again, you guessed right. I gave the engagement ring I had bought for my girl friend to Pearl in a top Bar on Victoria Island. Our grand wedding would be in a month’s time. My girlfriend has been going to our common friends and calling me a gold-digger for turning into royalty. She has a point, but there is nothing I can do about it.

Giving is one of many powerful insights from Christmas.  Let’s reflect on three ways to give this Christmas-in-July:

1.  Think about how you can improve on giving to others.  We know that the happiest people on the planet are the people who give to others unconditionally with the expectation of nothing in return.  So if you want to increase your happiness as well as others, increase your giving!  One of the most potent ways to give, is to give of your time.  Start by giving time to the most important people around you.  Time can be given powerfully by simply allocating time to be with and listen to your spouse, child or friend without interruption.   If you diarize time you won’t feel flustered with lines of attention being drawn to other things you need to get done.  It will help you to be fully present and the one you are with to feel happy or content because you truly are ‘fully’ present.

2.  Another powerful way to give is to spend a day giving your total attention to others.  Do this once a week.  Don’t talk about yourself whatsoever for a whole day.  Don’t give any opinions or add your story to anything said.  Always acknowledge the other person after they have finished speaking.  Honour them by saying back to them pertinent points to show you have listened and ask them to expand more on the subject or ask them questions to get them to continue speaking.  If they ask you a question and it can be a simple yes or no that’s ok but don’t add your ‘stuff’ your story and move onto a question back to them.  And remember to be fully present by listening with positive body language and good eye contact too.  You’ll soon find that most people are not really interested in your story, they are more interested in themselves and what they have to say.  They will walk away from you feeling great and will think you are a wonderful person, simply because you gave them space to be truly heard. 

3.  Give acknowledgement to the ones you love.  Acknowledgement is craved by most people.  Without acknowledgement many will tend to retract and will not give again as they feel unappreciated.   For example, you go out of your way to do more than what was expected at work and your boss doesn’t acknowledge you.  Do you feel inspired to do more next time?  Probably not.  Your partner spent time making you a meal.  Do you take it for granted or do you acknowledge them with love for their time and care preparing the meal for you?  Every time you don’t acknowledge someone for what they have done or given to you, and you take it for granted, you erase a little of their love or respect for you.   Another example, your child puts his/her dishes in the sink – acknowledge them with positive comments.  When you acknowledge the small things, it can create a snowball effect of more good behaviour.  It won’t happen overnight but it will happen.  This practice can powerfully transform relationships.  It is a gift to increase happiness for you and others around you.

This Christmas-in-July spend some quiet time thinking about and planning ways that you can give.  By giving of your time and your acknowledgment, you expand and create a more generous loving heart while creating more happiness in the world for you and others.

tilt your head back and show them a grin, something as mischievous as they’ve ever seen…

toss your hair back and dress in your best, this holiday season ain’t giving you rest… 

give them a smile and show them you’re fine…

that’s there’s nothing to worry, everything’s divine…

you stand by the tree smiling for all to see, giving out presents in all shapes and sizes…

you uncork the champagne, giving out cheers, wishing in your heart that you’re with someone dear…

the laughter ends there, its time to go home, you ride in the cab and sink on the leather padded foam…

you get to your house, you turn the key, there’s nobody there, no one waits for thee…

the cheer you felt then drains all out of you, you sink on the floor with nothing to do…

you take off your shoes and crawl into bed, trying in vain not to think of the pain…

you hear htem downstairs, all having fun, and now you realize, you are only one…

the cheer that you felt now coated in frost, you feel your tears coming out of the blue…

you glance to your side, there’s nobody there but an old teddy bear…

gently, gently you touch his face, as if doing so would end an embrace…

you roll to your side and grab the bear near, covering your face as it gets wet with tears…

you hug him so tight, as if letting him go would cost you your life then you whisper so gently, “Merry christmas my little boys… merry christmas…”

you close your eyes and try to sleep but deep in your heart you know the pain is too deep…

falling, falling, falling down into the abyss… the empty abyss of no end…

you try to conjure the glitz and the glamour, you try to conjure up all the laughter, you try to smile, the harder you cry, till you lie there spent with tears all dry…

the glitz and the glamour aint nothing to this, you wish in your heart that it just isnt so, that somehow your prayer would be heard and so you go to your knees and manage a smile, but now all you can do is cry…

’tis the season of joy, this holiday… but to some unlike most, tis a hollow day… a day of remembrance of all that they’ve lost…

“I was taking a nap upstairs and I woke up hearing my parents screaming and yelling.” Their 16-year-old son Lamont commented.

“And what did you do?” I asked him.

“I went down stairs, quietly and then I saw mom and dad yelling at the top of their lungs, about which Christmas tree lights to put on the tree. My mother wanted the blinking lights, my father wanted the lights that didn’t blink.”

“Strange.” I said. “Go on.”

“Then, I saw my mother bite her fist and stomp on the lights. Over and over again. My father looked helpless while my mother was biting her fist, stomping on those lights.”

“Oh.” I said.

“You see, my mother has a problem with mental illness. But she doesn’t want to get help for herself. I actually find it hilarious that my parents would argue about Christmas tree lights the way they did. I find it to be funny.” The boy started to laugh.

“Yeah.”  I said.

“My father isn’t mentally ill like my mother is, but he has a terrible temper.”

“Does she do this frequently?” I ask.

” Yeah this is typical about my mother, I mean she does a lot of weird stuff. Like the time when I bought a remote control car. Well, she took the car and smashed it on the floor, ten times. I just stood there feeling angry. I mean my mom DOES NOT want to better herself by getting help for her illness. It is affecting me and my dad badly.”

“I see.” I said.

“I don’t think she will get any better.”

“You don’t?” I asked.

“No.” Said Lamont.

“I hate to say this about my mother, but she is nuts.” Lamont turned around and walked down the street. Wow what a scoop! I thought to my self as I put my mini tape recorder in my pocket and headed home.

* In a place where you do not interrupt and no noise’ll close my eyes, preferably seated with your hands on your legs, you’ll begin to remember pleasant moments followed by 5 minutes once a day, from when you were less than 5 years (we all have memories of that age but say no, negativity is the one that says not) remember that any toy that was bringing you much joy, some dessert or sweet that you enjoyed, you’re going to try to live the moment to have those feelings, maybe it was the water in a tub or a pool game with some kids your age, enjoy some taste some fruit, some of your gifts in this age of Christmas for example, any game with your brothers, is about 5 minutes feel nice and beautiful those feelings you had when you were already less than 5 years, once a day for 7 to 9 months in a row.

* In what year is the practice of the 5 minutes the day begins when you wake up and ends when you go to sleep, in that period of time should seek a quiet and still and there do, a place where you know that those 5 minutes no one will interrupt, preferably without noise, it can be to wake up, before falling asleep or half day, I recommend you always be sitting even at the edge of your bed but sitting so you do not sleep.

* You’ll watch the clock and you will calculate the 5 minutes, not to alarm uses of any kind, or tell a family member or friend to tell you when 5 minutes passed, it is not so, it must be your intuition that tell you when the 5 minutes, for example is 9: 40 and look at your watch, close your eyes and try to taer such pleasurable moment which we discussed and you will calculate when and at 9:45 that is passed 5 minutes without any warning, the mind has the ability to calculate the time without any clock (cronostesia sellama estacapacidad), you’re going to develop as a plus, that’s not the reason for the exercise of 5 minutes.

* If you spend 5 minutes no matter the next day you tried to adjust the 5 minutes flat, if you open your eyes and close them again go 4 minutes and continues to bring pleasant memories until you complete the minute you are missing and so on if left Close them and ends 40 seconds after 5 minutes.

* In your pleasant memory you will not bring them any kind of adult, or your father or your mother, or uncles, or grandparents, children can only remember as your age or a little older than you but no adults, this to avoid dependencies.

* It will be difficult the first few times but that’s normal, your negativity will bother you much, some say they have a headache, but that’s the negative, your mind you say “nothing negative crosses my mind” and try to bring those pleasant memories, you do the exercise in this attempt to bring only pleasant moments for 5 minutes, no matter if you say something enjoyed only 2 minutes and 3 minutes your mind wandered in different things, that’s normal gradually with the passing of days of practice you will notice that changes your mind until you enjoy situation 4 minutes 30 seconds and a half and your mind wanders to say something.

* You will complete 7 0 9 months at which you decide to mark them on a calendar when you start and when you finish, if you do forget someday start from scratch, the day you won your negativity, you must take responsibility for your welfare and not cheat more as they always have done and why these how are you.

* You should not use photographs to remember those times, or ask people close to you what were the things you were doing your very best out of you trying it in your mind what you can do.

* If you find it hard to remember you can use even a single memory for the 5 minutes of exercise, if you have several you can go hopping from one to another enjoying trying to feel that intense sensations such happy, do not see in the memory as if you saw in a movie, go as the protagonist, see what you saw, feel what you felt, air, sun, smells, tastes, lights, etcetera. But your will must give time to every memory, not as wild but control of your will.

* If you ever do the exercise you fall asleep that exercise is not worth, you wake up immediately and start it again, 5 minutes to make conscious and awake and not 2 minutes after long sleep, so it does not have to be the 5 minutes really aware that month or so your mind develops cronostesia and several days in a row going to do exactly 5 minutes counting the seconds!

The purpose of this exercise is to make a habit of mind to enjoy regardless enjoy nothing more than that, no matter if you do not work if you are single, if you do not even think that you can enjoy your life as you did when you were under age 5. This exercise desplazaras doing this habit of mind of negativity that sometimes brings torment, addictions, depression, anxiety, anger states, various physiological changes, etc.., Etc., Etc.

Do not kid yourself are neither age 6 or 9 or 10 has to be if you remember anything from months to 5 years, 5 years àraatras, which was the age at which we were not authentic we influenced the conditioning of the elderly, or our colleagues in kindergarten or school, so we realize that human nature as thousands of living beings is to be HAPPY!
No matter what you have or you do not have, that these are negative factors that bother us the life and mind, this exercise should be done along with the other I gave you “How to Combat Human Negativity” to bring the two together a new mental conditioning and desplaceslas own ways of being that annoy you.

Any doubt I am to serve you and makes reference to this article as often as necessary, to help move the negativity, this is the period of 5 minutes and another exercise in “How to Combat Human Negativity” are together use them, practice them together for 7 or 9 months and I’ll say that this has changed you life, after 15 days you do you will see incredible things or different in your life and your personality, try it, try and then tell me what happened.

I wish them the greatest blessing
and especially

the best …

Hung up by my window seal

Trying to capture all the memories

I remember Christmas Eve

When you said for me to sing a song

I simply said maybe next year. 

I’m trying to hold on 

To memories like that

It’s all that I got left

I see you’re smilin 

And I’m hoping and praying that 

You can hear this song from here to heaven.

Looking at your smiling picture

Sitting upon my dresser 

Trying to find the memories.

I remember Christmas Day

When you told me not to give up faith

You told me sing my heart out

And soon I’ll make it to the top. 

I’m trying to hold on to memories like that 

It’s all that I got left 

I see you’re smiling

And I’m hoping and praying 

That you can hear this song 

From here to heaven. 

Looking at the picture frame

Sitting upon my dresser

I remember Christmas Eve. 

I remember Christmas Day. 

We sang til the morning light. 

And we had a great time.

I’m trying to hold on

To memories like that

It’s all that I got left

I see your smiling 

And I’m hoping and praying 

That you can hear this song

From here to heaven. 

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For the longest time I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend. He lied to me and said he wasn’t dating anyone and I would hear people talking about him dating someone, when I asked him about it he denied all of it. Him being my best friend, the person I could go to for anything, the person I cared about so much and whom I thought cared about me, I trusted him over others. We ended up being friends with benefits pretty much… well it was more I gave him what I wanted, but I never let him touch me. Oral sex, he loved it so much, always asking for it and even during band class he would take me to a room and try to get me to go along, I never did during school. When he invited me to hang out or when he invited me to his house I pretty much knew what to expect after awhile. I got suspicious figuring all he wanted me for was for sexual purposes, but then I remembered back to how he always helped me and cared about me and the suspicions went away.

Eventually I found out he had a girlfriend, I was crushed, he had been going out with her for months and I was too stupid to see it. I was hurt, I felt pathetic, stupid, even used. We stopped for awhile, we weren’t even as close as friends anymore because he had lied to me. Thank god it was Christmas break and I was going on a trip, like my family does pretty much every year, so I didn’t have to deal with him. When I got back though he was still there and immediately the lies started again. He sucked me back in and I couldn’t reject him. I still cared and loved him so much and he knew that, so even though I knew he had a girlfriend I did it one more time for him.

I felt so guilty, it was incredible how terrible I felt. He didn’t care though, he acted as though I was the only person he cared about, like his girlfriend and him had broken up. I eventually promised myself that I would never do it again while he was still dating her. Of course he still talked “dirty” to me and still wanted sexual things from me but I stayed as strong as I could and avoided it. A lot of the time though he talked about how much he cared about me and how he was going to break up with his girlfriend for me. I believed him, when I never should have. He took me caring about him and loving him to his advantage. He used it to get what he wanted. He kept me believing that him and I would eventually be together.

Things eventually started spinning out of control. Over spring break I found out that he had Ben added on Facebook, I felt betrayed and again lied to. I stopped trusting him and I could barely even look at him anymore. I told him I didn’t want him to talk to me anymore and that only lasted so long.

One night, it was cold outside but we met up anyways. We were at the park and it was pitch black outside. We were hanging out together like the best friends we used to be. He of course ruined it when he wanted something sexual from me. We were the only ones in the park and I was sitting down a platform while he stood in front of me. I told him I didn’t want to and to put it away but he didn’t listen and eventually he got it in my mouth. After that I thought we were done and then he brought me behind a wall. He wasn’t done. He needed more. He slid his hand down my pants and that’s when I started to panic. I told him no, straight up and to stop and to get his hand out but he didn’t. He slid his fingers inside me and didn’t listen when I begged him to stop. He enjoyed it so much, but he didn’t listen to what I wanted… His mom later called him and he had to go home, I called my dad and waited for him to come pick me up. I sat on the swings, sad, crying, and trying to shake it off before my dad arrived. When he got there he didn’t notice a thing.

I look at texts we sent especially when I found out he had Ben as a friend.

Me: “You have Ben added on facebook…?”

Drew: “Yeah y?”

Me: “Nothing, night.”

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Me: “Did you ever think for one minute that when I said no in the park I meant it?”

“you and Ben are the same….don’t stop when told no…”

Drew: “Wow! I would never rape you!” (that’s right, Ben was not only my ex boyfriend…but my rapist. Drew was friends with him before that happened but when he found out he said that he wasn’t friends with Ben anymore [lies] and he had helped me through and taken care of me…)

Me: “I told you to stop and you didn’t listen…”

Drew: “But I have limits too!”

Me: “Great so its just about what you want…”

Drew: “Wow”

I was a bit confused as to why he was so shocked that I was mad that all he cared about was what he wanted, it was my body and he didn’t listen to what I wanted. He violated me, just like Ben had and today, months later he still tries to tell me he never tried to hurt me and that he really did care about me.

Also for him and his girlfriend, they haven’t broken up they are over 10 months dating. He told her that he cheated on her and that he really likes the girl that he cheated on her with… her response, just don’t do anything with her anymore. WOW. Okay, he doesn’t even want to be with her…really why he told her about what had happened, he’s just too much of a wuss to break up with her, he wants her to break up with him.

He texts me telling me he really did care about me and he really was going to break up with her for me. He says that he never actually used me because he really had cared about me. He lied to me so much though, he not only hurt me physically but emotionally too, he did use me, whether he wants to admit it or not…at least he doesn’t care about me anymore, I just wish he would stop fighting so hard to try to be my friend… I told him I forgave him for what he did (I’m not sure if I really can but I will act like I do) but I told him that I’m not willing to be his friend again. I don’t care if he doesn’t want to date me anymore I don’t care if all he wants to be is friends. I’m not setting myself up to get hurt again…I’m sorry.

For the retail sector is increasingly becoming a lucrative Easter – business – and so golden: Especially in demand are decorative items and toys.

Easter celebrates half the world: Christians, the resurrection of Jesus, people of Jewish faith, the exodus of the Israelites from Egypt. And the industry celebrated the Easter season: record travel bug and decorative orgies the country. But in the nest of the Easter Bunny will land no longer just sweet. Whether jewelry, expensive electronics, and toys – the demands have increased. For retailers, Easter is almost the new Christmas.

The Association for Consumer Research (GfK) in Nuremberg says, optimistic these days “. Despite the recession and high gasoline prices are no longer the German consumer mood as well as for a year” turning windows into Easter gardens. On grass mats wake decorative chicks, white plastic geese and colorful giant beetles on the stimuli behind glass: expensive lingerie and jewelry, books and perfumes, games consoles, cameras, iPads and Lego kits for hundreds of euros or more. Despite Euro Crisis: A fifth of Germans is willing to spend more than 25 € for an Easter gift.

With the Easter season a decorative arms race is not the same swept through the country. To the delight of many drug stores, hardware stores and garden centers. “In the past it did a few eggs,” says Stephan Klose, spokesman for the drugstore chain Rossmann. “Today is decorated, there’s no tomorrow.” Are in demand, especially decorative objects: table napkins, egg colors, artificial moss, candles and jewelry motif eggs. “Easter is our seasonal second highlight of the year after Christmas.

The festival has also become a highlight of the year the amateur decorators. 62 percent of all Germans now decorate your home, the Institute for Demo Allensbach identified. Legions of plastic hens, wooden dolls and bunny conquer the spring sunlight gardens, porches and stairways. Handicrafts from the Ore rabbits enjoy despite growing competition from the Far East remains very popular. Gundolf Berger, managing director of the Ore wood art Gahlenz regrets that the business attracts just over a relatively short period of time. “But it is seen to the year for us very important.”

More than 350 million in 2011-dyed eggs rolled into all corners of Germany, nearly a fifth more than the year before. Who carries somewhere in the country, the colorful fruit chicken home, probably has an oval eggs from the stronghold Prinzhöfte (Lower Saxony) in the bag. With 50 million eggs, the Easter half of the consumption, supply of eggs here from Germany-King calf the entire republic. In the 710-strong village with the highest density of chicken in the world every 60 minutes, a 77 000-strong army of dancing eggs with fully automatic cooking and Färbstraßen. Easter in the second cycle: Each of the 330 million laying hens Europe pushes rich eggs per year in the hay. Whether the animals are suffering from the drudgery, may founder Hermann calves, 66 not judge.

With a turnover of more than 20 percent expected this year, the Association of Toy Retailers (BVS) – despite declining number of children. The Easter Bunny is more diligent than ever, says managing director Willy Fischel BVS. “Meister Lampe about 50 million euros distributed separately.” The little ones are – in addition to plush toys and computer games – particularly keen on products from the Outdoor range: Wave-Border and inline skaters, bicycles, Bobby-Car, and hares in all forms and colors. “Easter is the most important after Christmas and birthday gift occasion.”