She fell to wondering what her life would have been like had she been born a Chinese woman, or an Italian woman like those she saw, head-shawled or bareheaded
, squat, ungainly and swarthy, who carried great loads of driftwood on their heads up from tha beach.
The sunlight lingered on the purple crests, and we could see him leading the way to his stockade, a burly bareheaded
figure walking far in advance of a straggling cortege, and swinging regularly an ebony staff taller than himself.
If Mrs Varden could have seen the virtuous gentleman as he said these words, with indignation sparkling from his eyes--if she could have heard his broken, quavering voice--if she could have beheld him as he stood bareheaded
in the sunlight, and with unwonted energy poured forth his eloquence!
It's also an ancient Arab tradition to cover the head - in the good old days, going out bareheaded
was like going out naked: Not only bad fashion, but humiliating and offensive.
And a Facebook page called "My Stealthy Freedom," featuring "selfies" of bareheaded
women who have taken off the hijab, has attracted hundreds of thousands of followers and "likes.
Virgil follows a path of continuous violence in his job as wildlife officer with Florida Fish and Game and 'danger' is his middle name as he becomes immersed in worlds that continually mirror his Vietnam experiences: "He crawled from the trees on that morning, bareheaded
, within three hundred meters of the point he sought four days earlier on the map he no longer had.
There were young couples walking together, some of the girls bareheaded
, an unthinkable sight during the Taliban regime.
Support for women going bareheaded
is minuscule in much of the Middle East with only Lebanon and Turkey showing much tolerance for women with no head covering.
He is wearing his black overcoat over his black minister's clothing, but is bareheaded
, so his shock of white hair and long, pale face seem to float amid the dimness of the station.
The Item reported the president stood bareheaded
on the platform as the train pulled slowly along the tracks.
Ellen running down the hill from the house, bareheaded
, in time to hear the sound, the screaming, hearing it while she still ran in the darkness and before the spectators knew that she was there, hearing it even before it occurred to one spectator to say, "It's a horse" then "it's a woman" then "My God, it's a child"--ran in, and the spectators falling back to permit her to see Henry plunge out from among the negroes who had been holding him, screaming and vomiting--not pausing, not even looking at the faces which shrank back away from her as she knelt in the stable filth to raise Henry and not looking at Henry either but at him [i.
soldiers in T-shirts would stand in areas that needed to look white.