...While completing my professional experience with the Los Alamos Historical Society I have found myself exposed to several aspects of what it means to have a career in the area of public history. With my introduction to conducting oral histories, training tour guides on ways to interact with the public and working to catalog a museum’s archives has led me to contemplate the choice to pursue a career in public history. As a result, from the professional experience, my consideration of what a profession in the field of public history may be like has both affirmed and brought challenges to my first aspirations. Although, I have encountered several challenges, my contemplation on obtaining a career in the field of public history has only confirmed...
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...I remember as a young girl going to my grandmother's home town with her every other summer. We would get up early in the morning, and my grandmother would have food packed in a basket and sodas in an ice chest. We would tell my grandfather, parents, and siblings goodbye. Although the ride was long, my grandmother would talk about the adventure we were about to take. My cousin Angela and I couldn’t wait to leave Los Angeles, California and head to Montgomery, Alabama. I loved going to the south to visit my family especially my cousins. Half way between our destination, we would spend a couple of days at my great-aunt's home in Houston to rest and replenish our treat chest as my grandmother would call it. When we arrived at my aunt’s home in Montgomery, I felt different but did not know why. When we came to visit family members showed up from other towns in Alabama and Georgia to see us. Everyone in my family ran their own business even the women. My Uncle Richard was a registered pharmacist who owned a pharmacy in the Black business district. My Aunt Ethel had her own business she was a tailor and also did upholstery. Uncle Jack and Aunt Francis owned a construction company. Another relative named Romie ran a family owned a grocery store. Little did I know, all these people had a hand in changing American history? Aunt Georgia would serve meals to the church’s and people participating in the Montgomery Bus Boycott. While all the other children played, I found myself staying in...
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...My family history is rather colorful on both sides of my family. Both my Mother and Father’s side of the family have a rich history that has been fairly documented through physical and oral tradition. In this paper, I hope to fit in what I can about both sides of my family. Starting with my Father’s side of the family, the Bloomberg’s come from Stockholm, Sweden. My Great-Great-Great Grandfather John Bloomberg immigrated to the United States in the late 1890’s and had their name changed to Blomberg; oddly enough most other Bloomberg's who immigrated to the United States kept their last name the same. He also immigrated with his brother, although not much is known about him. After his brother moved to America, he made his way down to Brazil...
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...talking about my history as a writer, I always think of my big change in writing between the time when I lived in Vietnam and when I came to America. When I was in my country, Vietnam, writing is my favorite thing to do when I went to school there. At that time, I really liked to write journals, poetries, short stories and even novels. However, when I moved to America for four and half year ago. I started to hate writing. I don’t feel confident to write anymore. It’s probably because of the language. I tried to learn how to write in English when I move to America, but it was so hard for me at that time. I remember the first time when I wrote an essay in English, it took me two days to write a short paragraph. The big problem is I didn’t have enough words to write, and my huge mistake is that I always thought in my own language, then tried to translate to English, which was the slowest way to learn in writing. That habit changed when my professors kept telling me to think in English during writing time instead of thinking about Vietnamese, and that helped me a lot in writing. I’m a narrative writing person. I love creating different characters and telling stories about my characters. When I was in middle school, I used to write a lot of actions...
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...When I was in eighth grade I had a huge project in my American History Class. In this project I had to write a ten page paper about the decade of my choice, come up with a question from the decade I chose, find people from the era to help me answer my question, and create a display. This was one of the hardest and most time consuming projects I had ever done. It didn’t help that I was in a lot of other tough classes and in a lot of extracurricular activities. I didn’t know how I would be able to finish it but I eventually did. I was extremely proud of the project I completed and all the work I put into it. The project began in the fall of my eighth grade year and it was due at the end of the year. This project seemed overwhelming. The teacher...
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...Princess Azeesa Mariam Linda Abantas HIST 10.1 – EDB In the place of Kilikili, Wao, Lanao del Sur, an Ilocano man named Guadaflor from Tarlac, Luzon and a Visayan lady named Estela from Balingasag, Mis. Or. met and get married. A happy couple yet has problems in their relationship. They started there to build a family. They have a large business in farming. They have machines, ten-wheeler and six-wheeler trucks. According to the people surrounds them, they were the first family who were wealthy in the place. Their first child, my mom, named Ma. Luz Linda was born. After a month, Martial Law started. That was the time that they started evacuate in Bukidnon again and again. War here, war there, killing here and killing there. Yes, it was very chaos in that place. A war between Christians and Muslims or rebels and soldiers. And that was the reason they went and evacuate in Cagayan de Oro City. That’s why they have a house and lot in CDO until now. But, if the war was ended, they went back again in Kilikili and lived there. Afterwards, Estela bore a child every 2 years. Next to Ma.Luz was Guadaflor Jr. Next Janeth, Juliet, and the bunso named Analiza. They have 5 children. They lived and studied there without problems when it comes to money. Guadaflor Sr was a busy father in business same with his wife. They were busy looking for money. But the time their business got bankrupt, they transferred in Cagayan de Oro. In that moment, they experienced poverty. But sometimes...
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...As I gave my speech to my brother on October fifth two-thousand and thirteen, his wedding day, I peered across the tent with tears in my eyes. Sitting at the bridal table, was the most breath-taking man that I have ever laid my hazel eyes on. Hair as dark as a bar of chocolate, mildly-fair skin, goofy glasses, and a wonderful smile that made me feel as though my world paused for a second. I then realized I had lost my train of thought, which is not ideal for giving a speech, especially a very important one. I finished my speech, hugged my brother and his new wife, and walked over to the bridal table. I typically am not the go-to-the-guy type of girl, but I was just so intrigued by this man that I just had to go against my own rules for a change. I walked up, sat in the seat next to him and asked, “Are you Snap-Chatting?” He then looked up, and I noticed that his eyes were a beautiful green-blue. He gazed at me and then replied with a simple, “Yes.” I then of course handed him my phone and added him into my contacts. “Zach. What a nice name.” I thought to myself. The rest of that night is history. Weeks went by, and we had become inseparable. I had never known love, but I was beginning to realize that love is what we had. He would pick me up at my house, and take me to school, this was when I was still in traditional high school. That was just our thing, the rides to school, though I dreaded the destination, he made my day significantly better. We went out to eat often to our...
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...the same time. But suddenly, the door creeped open as cold fear gripped me, nausea poured over me as I felt panic entering my soul. But before I could do anything, a recollection of drunken fist was smashed on me and I could not rebel at all. I could not stop the tears in my eyes as they just flowed freely. Everything just seemed so break and hopeless to me. For the next few minutes, it was like hell, but my father soon got exhausted and left the room. I huddled at the corner of my room and keep on hoping that it was just a dream. The entire room was dark except for the glow which came from the flickering computer screen. I closed my eyes and felt another bout of tears coming. “I swear, I am not going to let him off so easily!” I thought to myself, full of hatred. But the nightmare was not over, history repeated itself, just a few hours later. I could no longer tolerate it, I used all the strength I have and push him. He fell onto the ground and suddenly, he seems to have great difficulty in breathing. It was his heart attack. Upon seeing it, I rush to his bedroom to search for his medicine and found it. I then tried to hurried and get back to him, but then, I suddenly stop. I hesitated. Looking at the hardship he was going through now, he thought about those things that he have did to me just now, I then threw the bottle of medicine away. This was my only chance to get back on him, but I just stared instantly at him. He was...
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...My summer expectationLærke Emig Bloch Hansen | Engelsk Essay Sønderborg Statsskole 2.J | My summer expectationLærke Emig Bloch Hansen | Engelsk Essay Sønderborg Statsskole 2.J | Summer, Out of all the season's I can think of, there is only one that comes to mind. Summer, the best season of them all. I am that kind of person there have a plan for my summer vacation. I am looking forward to summer in months, and I always have an idea of what a fantastic summer it is going to be. There are many reasons to why I think summer is the best, I mean, with winter, spring, and the fall. They are all great seasons too, but summer blows them all out of the way. The days are getting longer and the nights getting shorter. School is over, so you have the freedom and time, to do anything you want. No more nerve-wrecking testes, homework, or projects. Summer is just the time for fun and relaxing. That is the way I always look at my summer. It was the first day in my summer vacation. I had promised myself, that this summer was going to be crazy. I would do something that no one ever could exceed. My summer would be a whole history of action, activity and excitement, my summer was going to be the one that, everybody would like to hear about. What I did, was I jumped out of.... No wait, more like trying to get up in a slow motion kind of way. Anyway, I was going to have an astonishing day, the first day of ‘Lærkes crazy summer’ could now start. What I did after being...
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...responsibility to the society that Mattel is performing is their commitment to protecting the privacy of their online customers when visiting their website or purchasing a product online. By assuring parents that their children’s privacy will be respected, Mattel demonstrates that that is takes its responsibility of marketing to children very seriously. They are also responsible for product safety, quality, protecting the environment, customs, evaluation and monitoring and compliance. Mattel’s business partners must have high standards for product safety and quality, adhering to practices that met Mattel’s safety and quality standards, which have been seriously violated in the past. Also, because of the global nature of Mattel’s business and its history of leadership in this area, the company insists that business partners strictly adhere to local and international customs laws. Partners must comply with all import and export regulations. The company also seeks to maintain an independent monitoring system that provides checks and balances to help ensure that standards are met. If certain aspects of Mattel’s manufacturing principles are not met, Mattel will try to work with contractors to help them fix their problems. New partners will not be hired unless they meet Mattel’s standards. If corrective action is advised but not taken, Mattel will terminate its relationship with the partner in question. Overall, Mattel is committed to both business success and ethical standards, and it recognizes...
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...HMaegan Fields HIS 121-451 Essay 2 My Dearest Emily, I am writing you a series of letters, good and bad, of what my life was like. You have just been born and are a mere 3 days old and I am gravely sick. I wish for you to know what your mother’s life was like so you can use it to learn and love from and to also come to terms of your own if times have not changed. I have asked your father not to give you these until you are of age at the year 1213 or so. This medieval society will have evolved greatly by then. Your father and the lords will have already chosen your husband and I hope you love him as much as I have loved your father. I never want you to be unhappy and as an only child you should have the life I would have dreamed you to have. Ultimately our family is wealthy enough if you choose to serve god and join the nunnery and your father may not mention this because he has never been a fan. (Kagan, 217) I gained great skills as young child baking and sewing and until I fell ill I was able to help your father bring in plenty of money for us to sustain a good life. I had always dreamed of being able to become a doctor or veterinarian someday, hopefully you may have such dreams, but they would not allow us as women to have learned professions of medicine, law or scholarly concepts. (Kagan, pg. 218) You should never just consider yourself homely to make children and take care of your husband. Use your skills and try and be free, as your father always allowed me to be...
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...American history includes a multitude of international immigrants from countries all over the world including China, Mexico, and Britain. Many people migrate to America due to its vast amount of opportunities and to live out the “American dream.” This term depicts Americas freedom and independence that its people demand and worked hard to attain. America is also considered the “melting pot” because these immigrants make up the country and have helped redefine and cultivate the land. My ancestors once migrated to this land of opportunities in this very same pursuit of a successful, accepting lifestyle for their children. My family and I’s history represents American history because I come from a line of immigrants that redefined what love looks...
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...Greetings from the past! If you are reading my letter then that means you have found the time capsule that we have left for you. I am hopeful that you will enjoy the new information you learn from me. My name is Brandy Taylor, I am writing this to give you my perspective and my knowledge of my present life and the society that I currently live in here in 2013. My hope is that with the information I tell you, you will gain a better understanding of how life is for me and my family during this time. A brief description of me is that I am a single mother of three amazing children that are currently ages 20, 15 & 13. I am in my late 30’s and live a very healthy lifestyle that does not make me look my age. My children and I currently reside in Dallas, Texas, where the summers are hot and the winters are mild. I am currently employed for an audio/visual, lighting company called LMG, Inc. as an Administrative Assistant this is at least until I finish college. My current work schedule is Monday through Friday 8:00am to 5:00pm, with weekends and major holidays off. Also, I am currently enrolled in college at Kaplan University with one term left till I earn my Bachelors Degree in Business Administration with a career focus of Human Resource Management. Although I am satisfied with my current job it is my goal to obtain a position in my dream career of Human Resources; this is a passion for me. My current week consists of working till 5:00pm, dinner with the kids, doing some class...
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...My Way by Paul Anka 1969; A Song Lyrics Analysis * Lyrics My Way by Paul Anka 1969 And now, the end is near; And so I face the final curtain. My friend, I'll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. I've lived a life that's full. I've traveled each and every highway; But more, much more than this, I did it my way. Regrets, I've had a few; But then again, too few to mention. I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption. I planned each charted course; Each careful step along the byway, But more, much more than this, I did it my way. Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew. But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out. I faced it all and I stood tall; And did it my way. I've loved, I've laughed and cried. I've had my fill; my share of losing. And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing. To think I did all that; And may I say - not in a shy way, "No, oh no not me, I did it my way". For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught. To say the things he truly feels; And not the words of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows - And did it my way! * Theme The lyrics of "My Way" tell the story of a man who, having grown old, reflects on his life as death approaches. He is comfortable with his mortality and takes responsibility for how he dealt with all the challenges of life while...
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...Safety Officer, the possibilities for my future are exciting. However, I believe that before a career is even considered, one must examine his motivations. I graduated from the University of Yaoundé in 1987 with a Bachelor at Law. Soon after my graduation, I secured a job with Pecten Oil as a Lease hand. With no proper orientation, I was sent to the field and on that same day I was unconsciously rushed to a hospital for an injury incurred on site. This lasted for 08 months after which period I decided that never again should any other worker be injured for lack of safety measures on any worksite. For that reason, when I travelled over to Canada, I took the Construction Safety Officers course. I am presently enrolled as a graduate student in Occupational Health and Safety at the Columbia Southern University. One of the proudest accomplishments of my life was earning my university degree, despite the fact that my early adulthood pointed in the opposite direction, beginning with my marriage at the age of 24. Throughout the 1990s I lived as one of the "working poor," someone who slipped through the cracks of supposedly historic prosperity. By the age of 25 I was divorced and frustrated with menial, low-paying jobs: clerk, receptionist, and housecleaner and finally lease hand,. There is nothing like scrubbing someone else's toilet to inspire one with determination toward obtaining an education. Because of my absolute commitment toward earning my degree, I got a flexible shift at a...
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