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SpinningSpinning is the process of creating yarn (or thread, rope, cable) from various raw fiber materials. Several fibers are twisted together to bind them into a strong, long yarn. Characteristics of the yarn vary based on the material used, fiber length and alignment, quantity of fiber used and degree of twist. The earliest spinning probably involved simply twisting the fibers in the hand. Later the use of a stick to help twist the fiber was introduced. Drop spinning involves the use of a stick with a whorl or weight to stabilize the spinning of the stick (called a spindle[?]). The spindle is spun, and hangs supported by the yarn as more fiber is introduced. This introduced fiber picks up the twist and becomes yarn. Later the spinning wheel was developed which allowed a continuous and faster yarn production. Spinning wheels are either foot or hand powered. Modern powered spinning, originally done by water[?] or steam power but now done by electricity, is vastly faster than hand-spinning.Hobby spinners spin their own yarn in order to control specific yarn qualities and produce yarn not commercially available. They also may spin for self-sufficiency, sense of accomplishment or sense of connection to history and the land. And, of course, for the meditative qualities of spinning. Materials that can be used to create yarn fall into three broad classes: plant, animal, and synthetic[?].
Spinning is also a form of exercise by pedaling very fast on a bicycle, especially a stationary training bike. The concept was created in the 1980s by Jonathan Goldberg[?].
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drowsing in the sun. Tom found himself writing "BECKY" in the sand.html">sand with
weakness. But he wrote it again, nevertheless; he could not help it. He
the other boys together and joining them.
But Joe's spirits had gone down almost beyond re/resurrection.html">resurrection. He was so
very near the surface. Huck was melancholy, too. Tom was downhearted,
to tell, yet, but if this mutinous depression was not broken up soon,
cheerfulness:
"I bet there's been pirates on this island before, boys. We'll explore
on a rotten chest full of go/go.html">go/go.html">go/gold.html">gold and silver--hey?"
But it roused only faint enthusiasm, which faded out, with no reply.
discouraging work. Joe sat poking up the sand with a stick and looking
the fishing.html">fishing that's here."
"I don't care for fishing. I want to go home."
"But, Joe, there ain.html">ain.html">ain't such another swimming-place anywhere."
"Swimming's no good. I don't seem to care for it, somehow, when there
I ain't any more baby than you are." And Joe snuffled a little.
"Well, we'll let the cry.html">cry-baby go home to his mother, won't we, Huck?
it here, don't you, Huck? We'll stay, won't we?"
Huck said, "Y-e-s"--without any heart.html">heart in it.
"I'll never speak to you again as long as I live," said Joe, rising.
laughed at. Oh, you're a nice pirate. Huck and me ain't cry-babies.
get along without him, per'aps."
But Tom was uneasy, nevertheless, and was alarmed to see Joe go
Huck eying Joe's preparations so wistfully, and keeping up such an
off toward the Illinois shore. Tom's heart began to sink. He glanced. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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