Rybakina challenges Halep for the title in the Dubai final

first_imgKazakh Elena Rybakina will problem Romanian Simona Halep, two of the world, on Saturday for the title in the Dubai Premier class match. The Kazakh participant, born in Moscow, 19 of the world this week, and who has been champion in Hobart and finalist Shenzhen (China) and St. Petersburg (Russia), defeated Croatian Petra Martic on Friday, 7-6 (5) and 7-6 (2), regardless of going in the two sleeves beneath on the scoreboard and save set factors in each units, earlier than profitable every tiebreaker. In his fourth final of the season he’ll face world primary, Halep, who beat the American Jennifer Brady, executioner of the Spanish Garbiñe Muguruza, 6-2 and 6-0.The Constance participant, who needed to make an excellent comeback in the earlier spherical in opposition to Belarusian Aryna Sabalenka (3-6, 6-2 and 6-2), deployed this time an excellent tennis to take the victory in simply 63 minutes, profitable the final seven video games in a row.“I want I performed like right this moment,” mentioned Halep, champion of this match in 2015 on tomorrow’s final in which he opts for his first award this season, “It’s a powerful rival, and for me it’s a nice problem to struggle for one other title,” he added on the monitor.last_img read more

Poetry November 13, 2014

first_imgBreath of AfricaBy: Lekpele Nyamalon,  nyamalon@yahoo.comHold on child, this race is longNot one mile or one day’s streakYou’ve got curves longer than circlesAnd valleys steeper than Gbakor’s hillWith mountains taller than EverestRun too soon and lose your steamYou’ll watch your future torn to shredsWith your feet shaking with fearAnd hands too tired to moveThis race is far from overKeep your strength you hope of AfricaLest you lose it and Africa faintsTomorrow, those hands are neededTo give to a tired continentThose legs could run and win the promiseKeep your vibe you strength of the futureWe need your arms to climb those mountainsAnd shoulder to carry those tools of changeHang on, you face of tomorrowYou Africa’s last breath              A Liberian, not Ebola               (Inspired by the campaign against stigmatization)By: Lekpele NyamalonI am a Liberian, not some virusI got blood flowing through my veinsMy heart beats like hydro, pumping through those arteriesI got brains, not dumbI am human, not a parasiteI live on rice, fish and meat, not on blood and carcassI am innocent, chirping on trees like birds enjoying natureNot a serial killer, a vampire or leechDo you know from whence comes that name Ebola?Not a place in my countryNot the name of the St. John River, or CavallaOr St. Paul or the Belleh forest, nor the Bea mountainsIt’s nowhere here, childHow on planet do I own this virus?Do I have a lab that makes malaria?How could I pass for Ebola?Come on guys, I am a LiberianFrom the land of the freeA home of the men with skin pitch like the earthA proud, dark son of the soilI am a Liberian, a warm-blooded mammalMy country is rich with green rainforestsA wonderful climate and beautiful historyAmazing culture and Africa’s first childA human, an African – a Homo Sapiens, not a virus!Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)last_img read more