...Most people might not think that a song about missing an old boyfriend could be similar to a story about a plant where it always rains. But there are atulay a lot of pieces of evidence that shows this. Both pieces of writing talk about wanting something they cant have. In both pieces of writing there are some differences. One piece of writing talks about a person, the other is about a song.The song Eyes closed by Halsey and All Summer in a Day are the similar because, both Halsey and the kids on Venus both want something they cant have. One reason Eyes Closed and All Summer in a Day are similar is because on paragraph 11 line 2-10. It says “they were dreaming and remembering gold or a yellow crayon or a coim large enught to buy the world with....
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...html QUESTION: I Have 3 pet RES all a year old & their shell size is 4". Recently as i had to make an outstation trip i requested my friend to come home & feed them regularly. It took me more days than i expected to return & in the mean time the tank water got messy. When i returned 1 of them had swollen eyes at first, but now his eyes are closed & swollen. So I seperated him in a tub & change the water daily. His eyes opened slightly 1 day but then closed again. Since he cant see with closed eyes, he cant eat pellets that i put in. So i tried takin a prawn close to his mouth & surprisingly he eats & searches for more, which i give him. So his food intake is about ok i guess. So its been almost a week now that his eyes are closed. Their diet consisted mainly of pellets other than live guppies, small snails, cuttle fish bone, prawns. Now im feeding him only (well cleaned) prawns. I mostly use well water for them. The water temp is usually 27-30C here. There arent any signs of coughing or sneezing. I've gone through a lot of sites. Plz Advice. Plz reply by the earliest. Me & my turtle would be very thankfull to you. Awaiting your reply. Thank you ANSWER: Swollen eyes in a RES is usually a sign of an infection. It is always best to seek a vet's help with infections, but the basic home care would be to... 1. Offer clean, warm water (in the range you are is OK, but maybe a little warmer) with as little stress as possible. 2. Try to relieve the eyes with eye drops, either...
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...The first time I rode a roller coaster was when I was seven years old. It was also the first time I was going to ride Mt. Everest in Disney World. I was very excited and wasn’t nervous at all, but that would soon change. As my dad and I waited in line I looked at all of the displays. There were pictures, newspaper articles, and statues of the Yeti. They all seemed pretty cool to me and made the line appear to move faster. After about fifty minutes of waiting for the new ride, we came to the end of the line. My dad and I were put in the very back. I was ok with this because I thought that it meant the ride would go slower for me, but I was wrong. As I was sitting in my seat waiting for the ride to start, I started to become very nervous....
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...topic of my interview is Person Centered Therapy for a client with work related stress and some personal problems. My interview is based on a lady who is having hard times to cope up with her work because she is upset and unsatisfied of her job description. She has moved to a new place so it is also difficult for her to adapt the unfamiliar environment. She also goes to school and due to her stress she is not been able to focus on her studies. She is also not able to sleep properly which is making her fatigue. Describe at least three notable emotions felt by you through the entirety of the interview. • The first is self-awareness. I was self-aware throughout the session about my...
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...weekend I decided to practice my effective listening skills on my roommate. We usually talk when she gets home from class, however I tend to cook my dinner or continue working on homework as she talks about her day. This time, when she got home from class I put aside my laptop and books and sat across from her at the kitchen table. I could tell she was irritated about something so I asked her how her day was. I made direct eye contact when I asked her this question. She immediately began to vent to me about missing the bus, being late to class, and the amount of work she was assigned. Though there were times I was tempted to jump in and share my story from the day I refrained and instead only asked small questions about her day to get her to open up more. Towards the beginning of the conversation she seemed distracted and kept looking off other places while talking, however the longer I reinforced that I was interested in what she had to say and the more I attempted to make eye contact with you the more she relaxed. She then began meeting my eyes as she talked. At the end of the conversation she in turn asked about my day. It was nice to each get to share out stories to someone who was clearly interested in listening to what we had to say. Throughout the week I paid extra attention to not only my body language, but the body language of others. In one instance I noticed that a member in my group project was sitting with their arms crossed and their eyes focused down...
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...I noticed that there are four black cars parked near the Eiffel Tower, in my curiosity, I asked Theo about it. “Umm, Theo.” I shouted but not too loud. “Yes, what?” he replied raising his right eyebrow. “About the ca-r...” I pointed where the car are. “Leave it there, they’re waiting for us,” he interrupted and pat my back. “Just wait,” he added as he put his two fingers in his mouth to whistle. Everyone shut up and all of their attentions are on Theo. “Guys and ladies, hmm,” he fix his bow tie as he clean his throat, “After this we’ll be going to our resort and continue this to there,” he announced as he held my hands. I’m still shaking. What will happen next? We walked going to the parked cars so I pull Carly harshly from the ground. “Carly?” I raise my eyebrows and look intensely in her eyes. “I don’t know, he didn’t tell me this, trust me he’ll do well,” she whispered. Huh! Why does Theo like surprises? He holds my hand tight as if he’ll never let go of it so is Carly’s hand. “After you ladies,” Theo pleased as he open the door. He’s a gentleman. I fake a smile to show I’m not nervous but ugh! “Thanks Thee-…,” Carly said in a sweet and seductive voice. “Come here!” I interrupted pulling her hands. Theo just smirked then I noticed his smoldering blue eyes and perfectly- chiseled jaw line and cheekbone flares. He’s hot; it’s getting hot in here. A guy dressed in a khaki trench coat paired with black jeans closed the door and he’s also the driver. He started the...
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...I made sure I stayed in my bedroom. I heard Trent as he got Tia ready for bed. Water splashed, songs were sung, and stories were read. When I heard small footsteps running in the direction of my room, I knew that Tia was coming to say goodnight. I pretended to watch television as she busted through the room door. “Good night Mommy Lyric, I love you. Have sweet dreams okay” Tia said, before she jumped on the bed and gave me a big hug and a kiss. “I love you too” I responded, as she jumped down and ran past Trent. “I’m going to lay down with her until she falls asleep” Trent announced before he shut our bedroom door back. I wonder why Trent decided to lay with Tia. Was he trying to kill time so I would fall asleep and wouldn’t ask him questions?...
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...I was scared stiff Two nights ago, I felt restless as I lay in my bed. My husband was already asleep, beside me. The time on my mobile phone said 2:34AM. I decided to listen to some music on my iPod with the hope that I would eventually drift off to sleep. I popped my earphones in my ears and wriggled away to a hip hop tune on the bed. Amidst my wriggling my elbow bumped into what felt like someone standing right next to the bed beside me. I looked up and caught a glimpse of a shadow of a person towering over me. I jolted upright on the bed, awakening my husband at the same time. Perhaps he felt something was up and asked me "What's wrong? What's wrong?" I was unable to reply immediately because my eyes kept scanning the bedroom, seeking out for a shadow or movement. Again my husband asked, "What's wrong love?" "There's someone in our bedroom!" I said out loud. My husband turned on his bedside lamp. Naturally, no one was there. Our bedroom door was closed, and we didn't hear anyone opening the door to go out but I still felt there was a presence in the room. My husband pulled me towards him in a hug "Just pray love." We prayed Our Father and my husband turned off his lamp. After a few minutes, my eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room. Then I saw the shadow again, standing, on my husbands' side of the bed. I screamed out and clung onto my husband. He turned the lamp on again and of course, no one was there. The emotions that was running through me at that time, was somewhat...
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...approaching, of an evil that was to be unstopped for long years to come. "Mama! Papa! I'm going to get more feed for the chickens!" He called, his hyper eight-year-old self smiling happily. "Alright, Roa. Don't get so much like last time! Just enough for now sweetheart." His mother called from inside as she cooked. "The wagon's down, Roairna. You'll have to walk. Be wary of the roads, my boy." His father sighed, leaning on his staff that he used as a walking stick. "Yes mama, okay papa! I'll be back quick!" He chirped as he gave his dad a hug and ran off. Unknown to him, things weren't going to stay cheerful... He continued happily down the road, two of his wolf companions bounding after him obediently with happy yips and barks. They remained blissfully oblivious until a terrifying screech startled them. Roa screamed, ducking into a bush just as a Nazgul came riding down the road. It hissed, the horse it road rearing back with a haunting neigh before slamming it's hooves to the ground. The stallion, as Roa noticed by it's build, turned it's head towards him. Roa's heart lurched to a dead stop as his eyes widened. "No..." He whispered before he could stop himself. The Nazgul looked in his direction before screeching once again. Roa screamed, diving out of the bush and running as fast...
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...her eyes from the blinding green glow and the violent gusts within. Silvia and Paul both stared in, searching for those which the pit had claimed. Tickela’s screams of agony, those much louder than any of the others, echoed throughout the cyclone. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! NOOOOO!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHSSSTTAAHAHAHAPP THIS AT ONCEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I COMMAND YOU!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! SSSTTTAAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPP!!! PPPLLEEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAAASSEEEEE!!!” Tickela screamed. Her bellows ceased to be that of pain, quickly becoming that of the crippling ticklish assault against every nerve in her body. Her cries soon became one with the rest of those she committed to the...
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...experiment I decided to be "blind" for my business fraternity chapter meeting. I thought this would be a good time because they run about an hour and I can be seated. However, sitting in the back of the room, eyes closed made me nervous and overwhelmed. I rarely knew who was talking. I could hear people walking, a lot of chattering among the friends groups, and even the silences when conversations ended. There are about 80 people in the room with me, but I felt so isolated and alone. I felt like I couldn't talk to anyone because I couldn’t see anyone or made eye contact with them. I was so overwhelmed by how fast everyone talked, how many people were talking and that I couldn’t understand or be involved with anyone's conversation. The president ran through the old business and the new business, each chair walked up and gave their report. But I felt like I never knew what they were talking about. I was listening but I couldn't see their reactions and I felt like there was a topic on screen that everyone was talking about and I was the only one who did not know what it was. The short laughs and giggles from people around me talking made me the most confused. I felt on the outside of everything that it annoyed me to no end, I was mad and frustrated that I was left out of whatever was happening. I barely made it the whole meeting keeping my eyes closed. My lasting impression of not being able to see was that no one talked to me, despite being surrounded by my closest friends. I was so...
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...People feel the need to label Christopher because labeling has become apart of today’s society and everyday life. When one person looks at another, chances are that they end up giving them a label. Whether you are fat, skinny, dumb, smart, etc., you are guaranteed to be associated with a certain adjective that describes you. In the novel The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime by Mark Haddon, the main character, Christopher, is not labeled. The positive aspect of not being told a description of Christopher, the reader is then able to make their own inference on what they believe Christopher has as a disorder. With the amount of evidence given, one could conclude that Christopher would have Aspergers. Christopher does not understand...
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...scary night. First, at dinnertime, my mother, father, and I had the normal Friday night meal, pizza. All three of us had gathered in the family room and ate in silence as we watched my dad’s favorite TV show “Chopped”. After I finished my last delicious bite of pepperoni pizza, I became tired of cooking competitions, so I began to wash my dishes. As I did I took a glance out the window in front of the sink and had to do a double take, because there, slightly behind a tree, only a few yards behind my house was a tall man in a long dark coat and a pitch black hat. I blinked several times and rubbed my eyes. When I looked back, he was gone. Phew, it was just my eyes playing tricks on me. I let out a relived sigh as I finished my dishes and headed up to my room to read my book. Next, at bedtime, just as I was about to pull the sheets over me, I saw him again, but he looked different. He stood in rags and this time I could see his face. His pale face was like that of a vampire and his dead gray eyes burned into mine. Then I realized he was carrying something big. My eyes grew wide and I rubbed them frantically, but when I opened them again he was still there and had moved even closer to the house. As he moved forward he stepped into a pool of moonlight and I could see what was in his hands. A chainsaw. A bloody, red chainsaw was what he carried. I wanted to scream but my mouth felt dry and scratchy, like sandpaper. My dry lips were sealed shut as I stepped back from the window completely...
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...When I opened my eyes I discovered I was laying on the ground outside, in a semi open field that had a few bare trees spotted in the area, with a creepy slight breeze, in the middle of the night. I assumed it was winter so I looked around for the nearest building I could find to warm up, and sitting off in the distance at the edge of a near cliff was a castle. This castle gleamed with dark purple walls and a black roofing scheme. So I headed for the castle no questions asked. “I wonder where I am,” I thought to myself. When I walked in the unusually huge door I noticed it was actually very nice on the inside. The first room I was in was very spacious and had a black and white checkered floor with walls that were painted a more lively purple. There were three hallways and a staircase between each hallway that leads to an open room with all windows. “I wonder if anyone is here.” I said almost immediately after I heard a large BOOM! And rolling down the hallway in front of him was a giant boulder. I had just enough time to jump out of the way but the boulder was blocking the door. With closer examination I noticed the bolder had something written on the back. It read Trials and Tribulations await you, choose wisely. The next thing I knew was that a tall figure was casting a shadow over him. Swoosh! It took a swing at him with a long axe and just missed him by the skin of my teeth. I looks up and it’s a knight in full armor. I ran towards the nearest of the three hallways...
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... Why Do Japanese Fall Asleep In Meetings? According to Rochelle Koop the reason why Japanese fall asleep in meetings is because “Japanese believe that by closing their eyes, they can hear more effectively, because they are screening out the visual stimulus and focusing only on the sound” (Koop, 2011, p.109). After I was reading this case study, and I wondered what would be my reaction if people stayed silent after I spoke? A lot of things came through my mind. For example, as a Hispanic I would think that Japanese falling asleep during my speech is rude and disrespectful. Probably, I would walk away and leave the office. But I have to consider that not all cultures and customs are the same as ours. On the other hand, I would put my mind working and begin thinking that Japanese are probably evaluating my speech, are visualizing my ideas, or that like the author states, “I’m so boring that this key person is sleeping” ( Koop, 2011, p.109). I have to think that in the business world, I might find people that will like my speech and others that won’t. As I always say that this world everything is not rosy. I might have my ups and downs, but always with a positive mind. I will try to make a better speech for the people and that I will make sure that they don’t stay silent. People’s opinion is...
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