Hair example sentences

While the pointer is moved back into the design area, it changes to a large letter A with crosshairs.The two great men exchange thoughts on what it means to live life in a wheelchair, and on how the so called 'normal' people react to the disabled.The stuffed sausage! The wizen-faced frump! To propose to me? Ah! [Falls into an easy-chair and wails] Bring him back! Back! Ah! Bring him here.The make-up room had the look of a hair-cutting salon with lights at all angles around half a dozen large mirrors.Ambedkar, who was Chairman of the Drafting Committee, and under whose supervision the document was finalised.He asked his tall aunt, the ostrich, “Why don't you ever fly like other birds?” Then he asked his tall uncle, the giraffe, “What makes your skin so spotty?” He asked his huge uncle, the hippopotamus, “Why are your eyes always so red?” He asked his hairy uncle, the baboon, “Why do melons taste like melons?” The ostrich, the giraffe, the hippopotamus and the baboon had no answers to Golu's questions.She was even bathed and oil was rubbed into her dry and matted hair.It tingles in the skin, my cheekbones and even in my hair.” The garden was as big as a park, but Stephen Hawking covered every inch, rumbling along in his motorised wheelchair while I dodged to keep out of the way.He switched on the television, tossed one of little Derek's shoes from his chair onto the sofa, and sat down with a grunt.He suffers from a form of paralysis that confines him to a wheelchair, and allows him to 'speak' only by punching buttons on a computer, which speaks for him in a machine-like voice.You are aware of your 'self' in the same way as you are aware of various objects in your surrounding environment, such as a chair or a table in your room.“Do you see those baskets, lamp shades and chairs? Those are made of canes and bamboos.“I'll take my oath I put it down on that chair,” said George, staring at the empty seat.[Falls into an armchair] A doctor! Boy! Milksop! Fool! I'm sick! [Drinks water] Sick! What sort of a hunter are you? You can't even sit on a horse! [To her father] Papa, what's the matter with him? Papa! Look, Papa! [screams] Ivan assilevitch! He's dead! I'm sick! I can't breathe! Air! He's dead.