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Most of my feelings I have towards microcultures are all based of personal experiences. I think everyone always has some sort of feelings that come to mind when they see or interact with a certain microculture and I am no exception. When it comes to rich people, I feel annoyed, envy, and optimistic. I sometimes wish I had a lot of money and that feeling makes me optimistic about my future. I think rich people are greedy because even though they have a lot of money already, all they want is more. I also think rich people often believe they are superior to others because of their money. They think because they are rich that they are above everyone else. These feelings and opinions come from...
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In 2009, I first thought about pursuing MBA and started gathering information about different business schools. Fuqua was visiting India at that time and I got the chance to attend my first ever business school information session. It was there I first heard about “Team Fuqua” and interacted with a couple of Fuquans to learn about their Fuqua experiences. In fact, till date, I have attended four Fuqua’s information sessions and also interacted with a few alumni, Ayush Khanna, a current second year student, and Aruna Yadav, a friend who is currently on exchange at Fuqua.
I was surprised that each alumnus mentioned more about “Team Fuqua.” I got to know that Fuqua attracts the students that...
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Personal Experience Of Science
Born as I was into the immediate post-war generation, my thinking on science parallels in many ways the generation as a whole. We came along in the aftermath of the first scientific war – fought between countries with, in many ways, highly-developed technologies, which served to both fuel and end the conflict (Brehm, Kassin, & Fein, 1999, cited in Schneider, Grunman & Coutts, 2005). But then came the first inklings that there was both more and less to science than shiny new machines, even killing machines. The social experiments of Milgram (1965) and the cold behaviorism of Skinner (Operant Conditioning, 2007) surfaced into the popular consciousness, and...
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Personal Growth Experience As a mother I have cared and tried to push my son's education so that he can succeed in his life. I came from a large family in Brazil. I wasn't the only child; I learned to share, how provide for myself, and for my 3 sisters, and 3 brothers. My father was a serious man; he had a job, and still came home to provide for all of us. During dinnertime he insisted that everyone had to be home and had to sit down at the table and talk about their day. This was a must in my family too. The reason why he had that...
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A crucial milestone in a person's life is the day someone calls them mature. There are about a thousand "How To" books on becoming a mature individual and none of them compare to personal experience. Maturity is not dependent on age, but the over ambiance of life and how it is lived. To be a mature individual is not something that is achieved quickly. It takes time to learn and live the various levels of maturity. Maturity is often obtained in adult hood, but in today's world it is hard to find a mature person under the age of 40. To be defined as mature, he or she must not only be wise,...
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I was always fascinated in the Buddhist religion and this class assignment was a great opportunity for me to take advantage of my curiosity. I decided I would visit a Buddhist center. With the company of my mother, I went to the Diamond Way Buddhist Center in Miami. According to my interview with the Buddhist that instructed the meditation service, every Monday and Friday they have a meditation service for the 16th Karmapa meditation from 8:00pm to 8:30pm. This center is part of the Karma Kagyu lineage of Tibetan Buddhism (Anonymous). Upon arriving, I realized that it was in someone’s home. Many Buddhist offer their homes for Buddhist centers and are unpaid for their services. However, they...
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Personal Narrative- My Near Drowning Experience
Have you ever had a moment in time that seems like minutes or hours even though it was only a few seconds? Have you ever seen everything before you play out in slow motion, where you are aware of everything around you, yet not knowing what was going on? I have, and as I look back on it, I feel very blessed and protected. On March 21, 1987, I decided to take a little swim in our swimming pool and almost drowned.
On that fateful day in March, I was a couple months shy of my third birthday. My family and I lived in New Mexico at the time and were renting a house with an outdoor in-ground pool. The day was beautiful. I was outside...
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Personal Narrative: My Experience with Gender Roles
A secret agent. A professional football player. A fire fighter. These would have been my responses when asked that inevitable question, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" Family, Media and Peers are said to have influenced my views concerning the role I am to play society. All of these factors had one thing in common. They all were influencing me to behave according to my gender. Everything from the clothes I wore to the toys I played with contributed to this. Even now as a young adult my dreams and aspirations are built around the gender roles that were placed on me.
There were several instances in my childhood when my...
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“Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.” This quote ( from Essential Rumi by the poet and theologian, Rumi) is perhaps one of my favorite inspirational quotes. To me, it’s telling me that rather than read and hear and learn about what other people do and what other people can accomplish, that I should accomplish something myself. I should put the pen to paper and write my place out in history. Everyone has the potential to craft their own tale. But I want to do more than that. I want my story to be remembered throughout history. I want to do something important and meaningful with my life. With the right start I know that I, like everyone...
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The essay, both art form and bane of English students worldwide, originated in France around 1570. Born from the reflections of one man, ultimately inspired by personal reflection, the essay is now a staple of the literary world. As a work of nonfiction, grounded in truth, yet embellished with literary trappings, the essay serves a myriad of purposes. Whether written to inform, persuade, or tell a story, the essay is a form embraced the world over as the original form of non-fiction writing. Long before biographies and creative non-fiction stories, essays dominated the literary non-fiction landscape. In Judith Cofer’s The Myth of the Latin Woman and James Weldon Johnson’s Outcasts in Salt...
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Despite their differences, each English Romantic writer’s personal experience functioned as a muse for their art at some point, resulting in works that describe observations they made, recall childhood moments, include other writers as either subject or addressee, detail moments of personal discovery and express an appreciation for their surroundings.
In their writing English Romantic authors included observations they made about the world around them. Both of William Blake’s contrasting poems titled “Holy Thursday” reflect his observations of the tradition of poor children marching from charity schools to St. Paul’s Cathedral on Ascension Day. Blake expresses sympathy for the...
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Sleep-over by Bonnie Jo Campbell is more than the usual teenager maturity story; between the lines, and behind the symbolism there is an underlying meaning. I believe the author is speaking from experience when telling this story. This story may be the authors depiction of the event of how she remembers it. From the title to the last sentence, Campbell expresses literary devices, natural languages, and involves her personal life into the story making it more than a teenage tale.
Bonnie Jo Campbell titled the short story with a hyphen in the word, Sleep-over. This was the first use of literary devices, foreshadowing. Normally the word is spelled without the use of a hyphen. By...
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These five poems by Sylvia Plath are all connected by the theme of death, self-loathing, and by the presence of historical and magical concepts. Sylvia Plath uses very powerfully charged imagery of controversial and emotional topics in order to best describe her own life. Most of the poems reflect her own personal life, including the events that she has experienced and, more appropriately, the relationships and emotions that she has felt. Every single one of these five poems uses the word “dead” and the topic of death itself is prevalent in some manner. Of particular interest is the presence of her relationship with her deceased father, and her own reluctance to let go of his memory. Plath's...
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OperationThe day was as normal as ever, I went to school and got back from school peacefully, until some thing happened. I found some sort of mysterious objects that is in my left hand while I was writing my fifth grade homework. I stopped doing my homework and started playing with the small rounded and solid meatball in my hand. I felt a bit funny, amused, frightened, terrified, and worried about not knowing of what is it. The next day I hurried to my parents and told them what was happened and what was in my hand. They wanted to...
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Until recently, very recently, I never realized the true effect that "Super Stars" have on society and ones' personal feelings. It is not often that you get to meet one of your heroes. Whetherit is one of the present day or of fond childhood memories. Sure, you can go to a sporting event, Fan Appreciation Day, inspirational or motivational speeches or any public event to see them but that is
just it, you expect to see them or you would not have taken the trip. I am talking about your plain ole, run-of-the-mill, everyday life and then, all at once, there he is.
There was my brother, his two boys, my daughter, and me. We were on the fourth day of our ten-day vacation...
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I knew that I would encounter homelessness when I came to Berkeley. I was expecting it, because just about everybody I knew had something to say about the rumors they'd heard filter over from the West Coast. Coming from New York, however, I figured I'd seen it all, and would be in control over whatever I would be up against. Reality quickly hit me, though, as I began to familiarize myself with Berkeley and its main streets. I'd never seen anything quite like Telegraph Avenue and People's Park. No matter how much poverty one...
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Firstly, I want to take this opportunity to express a thousand of gratitude to my beloved lecturer, M N Y for all of her hard work in imparting skills and delivering useful knowledge to my friends and I. The learning experience with her throughout the semester is very pleasing and fun. Regarding the assignment for the subject Teaching Listening and Speaking Skills in the Primary ESL Classroom we are required to produce a lesson plan as well as to conduct a Microteaching focusing on listening and speaking skills. During the process of completing this assignment, there are so many beneficial experiences that I have gained. Based on the microteaching conducted, I have identified some strengths...
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These five poems by Sylvia Plath are all connected by the theme of death, self-loathing, and by the presence of historical, even mythological, concepts. Sylvia Plath uses very powerfully charged imagery of controversial and emotional topics in order to best describe her own life. Most of the poems reflect her own personal life, including the events that she has experienced and, more appropriately, the relationships and emotions that she has felt. Every single one of these five poems uses the word “dead” and the topic of death itself is prevalent in some manner. Of particular interest is the presence of her relationship with her deceased father, and her own reluctance to let go of his memory....
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Blood. Blood was the first thing that I had seen when I walked in to the E.R. of NYHQ in Flushing, Queens. A young man, about the age of 25, had been injured in a car accident. There was blood running down the left side of his face. This reminded me of one of my favorite television series, "HOUSE," the only difference was that this was reality. I was standing in the middle of the emergency room in a real hospital, a hospital full of real sick people.Community service means much more to me than completing hours for a class or for a more appealing résumé. It builds character, leadership, and integrity. It transforms regular humans in to leaders and more passionate...
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When I was eighteen, I believed that everyone was the same. I thought that all people were basically selfish and never really helped strangers. ( I know that is really cynical- especially for someone so young.) It was a hot July day when I finally understood that sometimes people can surprise you with kindness that is pure and help others just for the sake of doing what is right. This lesson was further shown to me with the heroic and kind acts of U.S. citizens during and after the 9/11 attacks. However, this event took place a week before the collapse of the World Trade Center. I...
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The Greenwich Association for Retarded Citizens (G.A.R.C.) of Greenwich High is a group of students interested in interacting with disabled students. These students go to the high school as well, and look forward to getting to know us. Each of the students have different disabilities but they each have the desire to make friends. This group is totally volunteer basis for all of it's members, no one has to attend. I have been a member of this group for the three years I have attended in Greenwich High. Spending a lot of time with these children I have learned to understand that they are just looking to make friends.I joined this group as a freshman because I had worked with children...
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For a week in February when I was twelve, my mom and dad started to work hard toset up a Credit Union party. They asked me to help them so, everyday after I got outof school I would help them.Finally Friday came, a day before the big bash and I still had to help set up decorations.We were almost done but, my mom said, " Mike can you sent the tables and put up a fewlights?" After a two hours the two hundred places I had to set up were finally done. My momtook me home. When I got home I started making...
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In Kafka's "The Metamorphosis", Gregor is alienated at first by traveling so much for his job and being away from his family. Later on in the story, when he is learning to live as an unwanted insect, his own family begins to alienate him. Some say that loneliness is the human condition, but how many of us have ever been truly alienated to the point of wanting to die?I first experienced the slight feeling of alienation when I moved out of my parent's house....
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At first I never had wanted to go to college because I didn't like school, but now
as I get older I realize that I will need a college education to make it in life. So when the
question came up what college would I like to go to? I knew right away that I wanted to
go to the University of Kentucky. It is the only college that I would ever considering
going to, I love this college with a deep passion. They have my favorite basketball team
and the also represent Kentucky (The state in which I was born.).
From its modest beginnings in 1865, when it was known as a State College, the
University of Kentucky has...
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It was my first visit to Florida and I was finally going to catch a glimpse of the mighty Atlantic Ocean. As a child, I heard its glory described to me by friends that had gone on beach vacations. To run and leap into the crashing waves seemed a reoccurring dream of mine. Strolling down the oceanfront boardwalk, I lifted my head high into the warm breeze, catching the salty water vapors in my nose and sighing with anticipation. The feeling of excitement never ran so intense, at least that is compared to the sudden jolt of dismay. I guess my enthusiasm...
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A knee peeks through a gaping hole where jean fabric has been torn away. Ratty pant-cuffs grind under my filthy shoes as I casually strut my way down the sidewalk. The sound of a wallet-chain banging repeatedly against my leg gives rhythm to movement. A shirt, far too large for a child of nine, drapes down sloppily to my sides, presenting the name of the music that influenced it all, Nirvana. As the initiators of the "grunge" look of the early 90s, Nirvana appealed to the masses of bored youth and exploded as a backlash to the 80's superficial "me" generation. It...
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I was only nine years old, but I can almost still feel the bitter cold and the excitement in the thin air while sitting in the stands in the Rocky Mountains. The rivalry between the two Service Academies was at an all time high as the coveted Commander in Chiefs trophy was still up for grabs. Although the battle ensuing on the field between the two foes was formidable, it was the battle upon what to do with my life that was of greater consequence. The outcome of the game is now forgotten but the impression that the young servicemembers left would forever be etched in the back of my mind. Despite my young age, I knew that I would answer the call to join these young men and women and the...
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I’m one year old and my mother and father move to the out skirts of a little village named Pleasant Prairie in the county on Kenosha County in Wisconsin. My first memories at this new house where playing in the farm fields that surrounded my old retired farm house. I was once told that all the land within a mile was owed be the man who built my house in the early 1800’s. But now because of urban sprawl, and land building the land had a school, church, roads and house on it. Around the time that I moved in that area was still farmland for the majority, as I grow up the land that I once played in and dodging farming tractors changed to dodging construction tractors because the fields where...
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Final DraftIt was only a fly ball, but I missed it. I missed a fly ball in the final baseball game my 3rd grade year . It was a beautiful day, a few clouds covering the extremely blue summer sky. It was very hot. I remember this because of the tremendous amount of sweat that would run down my face while I stood out in right field. When I heard that crack of the bat, all I could hope for was that the ball would not come my direction. I have never had good luck, so the ball was coming right for me. I didn't even have to move, all I did was put my glove in the air and again hope it hit my glove. It did hit the glove but bounced right out and behind me. Now all there was to do was pick...
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OutlineThesis Statement: Changes in life like these can change you both physically and mentallyfor the rest of your life depending on the severity of the situation.I. In early August of `96 my life at home became a living nightmare.II. I applied to the first ad I saw in the paper and strangely enough, I actually got a call from Ramada Inn in less than 3 days after applying.III. In my lifetime I have seen a lot of weird things and have had lots of experiences that have changed my life in one way or another...
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Last semester I led a ninth-grade class room through a reading of Romeo and Juliet. I had little time to prepare for this unit of study, and had never formally studied or written about the play. I worked my way through each scene, preparing prompts and discussions that seemed relevant to the content of the play, to its connections to private and public social issues (both Elizabethan and modern), and to why the play was written in poetic form, or what the poet was trying to do with language. The play is rife with paradox, oxymoron, and ambiguity, so finding a focal point or common theme to unify the various lessons was difficult. However, as we approached the final act, everything that the...
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The Metropolitan Museum of Art has one of the finest Asian and European art collections that has enlightened and strengthened my understanding in my personal art experience.Walking into the Hall of Buddhas, there was a sense of peace and guidance lingering inside me. The Seated Buddha, of the Tang dynasty, ca.650, from China, made of dry lacquer with traces of gilt and polychrome pigments, height 38 in, and width 27 in, sculpture-in-the-round. One of characteristics of seated Buddha is his seated posture. This posture of benevolence...
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I have been best friend with Amy for almost six years. The bond between the two of us is so deep at times it's scary. It even reached a point where I knew what she was thinking before she had a chance to say anything out loud. We were constantly together having a great time! Often people who met us together thought we were sisters and confused our names. In a weird sense we were sisters, minus the DNA connection. It's odd, things had been this way from the moment we met; yet somehow in the last six months everything has shifted. I'm at a turning point in my mind, should I give CPR to this dying friendship or cut my...
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I was first introduced to the scenic, exotic, and, unpredictable city of New Orleans as a seventh grader in middle school, at the young age of thirteen-years old. Going on a decision made by group majority, we settled on exploring the city for a weekend on a trip we made from our basecamp in Biloxi, Mississippi, our home at that time.
I first traveled to the Gulf Coast from Boston, Massachusetts during the month of June, for three weeks. We were on a mission trip to help rebuild, gut, and or clean whichever home or field we were sent to after the disastrous Hurricane Katrina had caused ruin through the region, however, not that weekend, that weekend was for appreciation and sightseeing. Our...
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I visited an orphanage a few miles outside Beijing with my students and we would spend 2-3 hours playing with the children. The orphanage itself contained about 80% babies all of whom were female perfectly illustrating the contempt the Chinese have for them in their society, and 20% older children with physical disabilities (both sexes, though the majority were female). We would play with the older children and sometimes visit the baby room for a quick cuddle.We have personally not seen anything like the horror shown in the BBC show "The Dying Rooms" (forcing the fascist regime to actually ban...
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Welfare and school reform are two of the most widely discussed issues in politics today. Many people are calling for reduction or elimination welfare programs as well as programs that provide breakfast and lunch at schools. They argue that people should be able to provide for themselves and their children with minimal government assistance, and spending other people's tax dollars to assist the less fortunate only makes the problem worse. The main problem with this line of thinking is that it forgets about the children involved. Children have no control over what family they are born into. Many are born into situations, such as single parent families, where the families have no way of...
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I have recently been elected in a new statewide project in Minnesota to create and provide leadership in a small scale voluntary association for children . The focus of the small scale association is based on the United Nations General Assembly that adopted a Convention on the rights of the Child. It is a program to provide information and knowledge on the substantive right for "Protection from abuse and neglect" designed specifically for children. The right states that " the State shall protect the child from all forms of...
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The play is happening in two weeks. The sets are tarnished and dusty, numerous parts of it unfinished. The actors are tripping and stumbling over their lines, the less fortunate would have rejoiced at having something whatsoever to stumble upon. Amidst the rising fatigue and the Arabian swelter, tempers are shortening and temperaments are turning belligerent. A few months ago, I would have banged my head repeatedly on the stage floor. Now, survival would be a plausible option.
The drama club was a product of my school’s attempt to invigorate its curriculum by encouraging various student clubs. When asked to be the Assistant Director, I was happy to oblige; there really was nowhere I...
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I listen to the constant roar of motors as the dirt bikes and go-carts race around the small track behind me. For a few (usually uneventful) hours every Tuesday, I work at the ticket and rider registration booth; collecting money and making everyone sign the if-you-die-you-can’t-sue-us forms. As usual, I was signing in a few riders and spectators at my station; as I listened to my ipod in one ear I completed my task that I had done hundreds of times before. However, this time something distracted me, something that made me lose my rhythm in completing the current customer’s registration. That something turned out not to be the usual bike, go-cart, or anything with a gas or break. That...
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"Is it dead? What happened!" I said as I rolled my sister's hamster around in it'slittle cage. It was a Sunday evening when I said these words, I was all alone, and I wasvery confused. I didn't know what I was going to do at that point. The only person whoI could talk to and help me out in this situation was a friend that I had been talking to for afew minutes. My friend also did not know what I should do. I poked the poor creatureseveral times to see if it still had any life left in it. Instead of waking up and moving aboutits cage, the hamster lay there motionless, like a little stuffed animal. I sat there in theliving room, talking on...
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On April 14, 1992, a baby was brought into the world healthy and cared for by two loving parents. Unfortunately this child’s world changed after her second birthday when she had her first grand mal seizure that was documented to have lasted for twenty minutes. While receiving hospital treatment, she would have a seizure almost every hour or every day, then after two weeks the seizures stop, but she remained in a coma for a month. This girl’s condition was diagnosed as Epilepsy which is defined as a nervous system disorder by which the nerve cell activity is disturbed that causes the seizure to occur with symptoms of unconsciousness, abnormal behavior, and other sensations (Mayo Clinic Staff,...
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For the entirety of my undergraduate career I had the distinct ability to successfully write research papers, critical essays and journal entries. On the whole I feel that my writing was successful due to the fact that I received excellent grades as well as glowing comments of support from my professors. Please understand that I am not boasting about my grade point average, class rank or even attempting to claim that I am a good writer. However, I do feel confident in my abilities to write papers that speak directly to the question at hand while simultaneously addressing, although not necessarily adhering to, the professor’s point of interest. I must credit much of my success as an...
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“Your final exam will be in three parts: multiple choice, primary source analysis, and three major essays. I won’t be allowed within 2 miles of you when you take the exam.” The words of Mr. F, my AP US History teacher, reverberated between my ear drums. He either didn’t notice or didn’t seem to care: “The AP US History exam will be on a Saturday in mid May. It’s graded on a scale of 0 to 5. Zero being the lowest possible score, 5 being the highest.” A student in the front row raises her hand, interrupting our baptism by fire. Mr. F motions for her to speak.
“Are you related to Stephen King?” I didn’t realize it at the time (because let’s face it, I didn’t voluntarily read anything that...
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"Stretch Your Senses"Have you ever experienced an overload of every sense at once? Well, live concerts can almost take you there. I went to Lubbock to see a Pearl Jam concert in the fall of 2000, and it was truly a festival of sensory overloads. This memorable two hour experience was thrilling and unique at the same time. My body felt as if they stimulated it in every area to its complete capacity.As the lights dimmed and quickly went out, the...
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In some way most people will experience encounters with the law. The only question then is, how? Many people may cross the law by their own actions or gain exposure through friends or family. My experience with the law happens to come from recent events in my boyfriend's life. A recent divorce from his ex-wife with whom he has two children with, has sent us into a legal head spin. Although my name isn't on all the mailings and paperwork, I have been with him through the procedure and the hardships legal proceedings can bring. In a divorce involving children, the courts will set up custody, child support and parenting time; these cases are handled by the circuit court.Before they...
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I remember now, most vividly, the smells. Diesel fuel and electric fires give off sort of an acid, oily stink. No, more stench really, I guess, to be accurate. It is a pervading stench that envelopes and surrounds me. Overwhelms me. I was completely cut off, an island in a sea of black, choking, enveloping mist. The APC (armored personal carrier) was this smoking silhouette. It looked menacing, like the Chinese war-machine it was, until my...
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What it means to be an educated person means something different to everyone. From how they achieve this so called education to how they use it in this world. Manypast philosophers have had things to say about what it means to be educated, including Socrates. Widely considered to be the father of modern thought, he once said "the world, it seems to me, is divided into the wise, who know they are fools, and the fools who think they are wise." Based on this quote alone can be found what it means to be an educated person. To be educated means nothing more then to be trained in a specific field. As well as how the truly intelligent person will use their education.Some say that...
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The assignment is to recall a dream and analyze it from one or two theoretical perspectives we've learned thus far in dream analysis. Dreams have been a vehicle to express emotions, thoughts and feelings. Sometimes they pose questions which have been rooted in our conscious. Dreams are personalized works which we have consciously directed and created in our minds and no one interpretation is right or wrong. Weeks later upon receiving this assignment I had an incredible dream of my mother of which I will never forget.It was a beautiful sunny day, not one cloud to blemish the sky. I remember this particular afternoon being warm and bright. The scenery seemed to depict a post card...
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'My passion and great enjoyment for architecture, and the reason the older I get the more I enjoy it, is because I believe we - architects - can affect the quality of life of the people.' – Richard Rogers
Since the beginning of mankind, architecture was present in human’s life. Building first evolved out of the dynamics between needs (shelter, security, and worship) and means (available building materials and attendant skills). As the cultures developed, human’s knowledge developed and they considered architecture as a craft, which was later found to be a highly respectable version of craft.
Architectural works are often identified as a cultural symbol and as a work of art....
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By the time I woke up, there was a big oxygen bag next to me which had a tube connected to a mask on my mouth. It felt a little itchy; I guess that was how I was wakened. Later, I was told that I passed out right after the Tibetans put on the Hatas on my neck in Tibetan airport. I was embarrassed but more of it, I was worried. To most people, it might seem like an adventurous trip to the highest plateau on the earth; to me, it was the primary resource gathering for my Extended essay on Dalai Lama and the Chinese communist party.Being a Chinese, writing my extended essay topic on something as...