...”You can’t touch me” 1. ”You can’t touch me” is about a teacher called Mr. Goade. Mr. Goade is grapping a boy (Campbell) in his ear, because of the boy’s behavior. The boy takes another boys coat in the schoolyard and would not give it back, then Mr. Goade says to him that he have to deliver the jacket to the boy, but he will not hear what Mr. Goade says. Then Mr. Goade grabs the boy’s ear, and takes him to the headmistress office (Mrs. Baynes). Mrs Baynes takes a quick talk with Campell and short after Mr. Goade gets called into Mrs. Baynes office, she is not happy about that he has taking hold in the boy’s ear. The following day, is Mr. Baynes called to the office again, and the boy’s parents had said that the boy’s ear is in inflammation and that he cannot hear optimally. Mr. Goade ends up in trouble, which talk about suspension. 2. Ian Goade is a primary school teacher, he is intelligent, and people do not understand why a person so intelligent like him, ends up like a teacher. However, Ian likes his job and believes herself like the man he is. He thinks that the children/students looks forward to him, because he is a man. Ian is a determined man. He wants that all children have it good in school. When he grap’s Campell in his ear, I don’t think it’s because he want Campell something bad, he just want him to behave properly, but today teachers can’t touch the children without getting in trouble, so it was a bad decision. 3. The headmistress way of handling...
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...Blake Morrison You can’t touch me You can’t touch me is a short story by Blake Morrison. It was posted in the magazine Prospect on March 19 2010. Ian Goade is a primary school teacher. There is a troubled boy named Campbell at the school his working at. One day he sees Campbell bully and push, a smaller boy in the schoolyard. Ian asks Campbell to come with him to the school head, Mrs Baynes, but Campbell refuses. Ian grabs Campbell’s ear and force him to the heads office. Mrs Baynes gets contacted by Campbell’s mother, who’s going to make an official complain about the incident. Ian tries explaining to Campbell’s mother, but she complains anyway. Ian hopes that him and Mrs Baynes can do something to stop the complain of reaching the governors, but Mrs Baynes says that there is nothing they can do. School ends for summer and the story ends one week before the hearing. The narrator Ian Goade is a primary school teacher, but it seems that his a bit embarrassed to tell people l.1-2“I just say “teacher” so they assume I work in secondary school or college” and he feels uncomfortable talking about the subject l.4-5“I’m a little touchy on the subject, as you see” The school policy is to build up the kids’ self-esteem; Ian thinks that Campbell should be handled by lowering his self-esteem. He believes he could have handled Campbell’s behavioural problems, if he had had him as a pupil. He believes that he could have been a positive male figure to Campbell l.15-16 “… I’m...
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...You can’t touch me 1) Summary ”You can’t touch me” is a short story written by Blake Morrison in 2010. The short story is about a teacher’s use of physical coercion towards a primary school student to demonstrate his authority and the following consequences of that choice. The short story’s main character is the primary school teacher Ian Goade. One day in the schoolyard he observes a school bully, Campbell, teasing another student. Ian Goade breaks into the conflict and blames Campbell and tries to reprimand him and commands him to go with him to the headmistress of the school Mrs Baynes’ office. Campbell refuses to follow and then Ian Goade grabs his ear and drags him to Mrs Baynes. The headmistress sees Ian Goade’s handling of the conflict as wrong and so does Campbell’s mother who makes an official complaint about Ian Goade. Ian Goade tries to reason with Campbell’s mother and the headmistress but fails, resulting in an upcoming hearing with the governors. 2) Characterize Ian Goade Ian Goade is a primary school teacher, the narrator and the main character of the short story “You can’t touch me”. This characterization will focus on Ian Goade and why he used physical coercion instead of a more proper handling of the conflict. The dialogue used in the short story shows that Ian Goade is a man who has experienced other men’s authority physically. He tells about his father’s rages and that he remembers the physical methods his own teachers used when he was a student...
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...Im Not The Only One F A Dm Bb You and me we made a vow F A Dm Bb For better or for worse F A Dm Bb I can't believe you let me down F C F But the proof is in the way it hurts F A Dm Bb For months on end I've had my doubts F A Dm Bb Denying every tear F A Dm Bb I wish this would be over now F C F But I know that I still need you here [Chorus] F A Dm Bb You say I'm crazy F A Dm Bb Cause you don't think I know what you've done F A Dm Bb But when you call me baby F C F I know I'm not the only one [Verse 2] F A Dm Bb You've been so unavailable F A Dm Bb ...
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...Im Not The Only One F A Dm Bb You and me we made a vow F A Dm Bb For better or for worse F A Dm Bb I can't believe you let me down F C F But the proof is in the way it hurts F A Dm Bb For months on end I've had my doubts F A Dm Bb Denying every tear F A Dm Bb I wish this would be over now F C F But I know that I still need you here [Chorus] F A Dm Bb You say I'm crazy F A Dm Bb Cause you don't think I know what you've done F A Dm Bb But when you call me baby F C F I know I'm not the only one [Verse 2] F A Dm Bb You've been so unavailable F A Dm Bb ...
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...to your Mobile | | "Arms" I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart But you came around and you knocked me off the ground from the start You put your arms around me And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go You put your arms around me and I'm home How many times will you let me change my mind and turn around? I can't decide if I'll let you save my life or if I'll drown I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling I'll never let a love get so close You put your arms around me and I'm home The world is coming down on me and I can't find a reason to be loved I never wanna leave you but I can't make you bleed if I'm alone You put your arms around me And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go... I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling I'll never let a love get so close You put your arms around me and I'm home I tried my best to never let you in to see the truth And I've never opened up I've never truly loved 'til you put your arms around me And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling I'll never let a love get so close You put your arms around me and I'm home You put your arms around me and I'm home “Appreciated” Why don't you wait here while I borrow Something you said, that you should follow Oh Oh If they just stay age til' tomorrow...
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...Highway To Hell (1979) SINGLE: Highway To Hell/If You Want Blood (1979) Live (1992) (Young, Young, Scott) Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell No stop signs, speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me round Hey Satan, payed my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey Momma, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell (Don't stop me) And I'm going down, all the way down I'm on the highway to hell GIRLS GOT RHYTHM Highway To Hell (1979) SINGLE: Girls Got Rhythm/Get It Hot (1979) SINGLE: Girls Got Rhythm-If You Want Blood/ Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be(live)-Rock'N'Roll Damnation(live) (1979) (Young, Young, Scott) I've been around the world I've seen a million girls Ain't one of them got What my lady she's got She steals the spotlight Knocks me off my feet She's enough to start a landslide Just a walkin' down the street Wearing dresses so tight And looking dynamite Enough to blow me out No doubt about it can't live without it CHORUS: The girl's got rhythm The girl's got rhythm She's got the backseat rhythm The girl's got rhythm She's like a lethal brand Too much for any man She gives me first degree She really satisfies me Love me till I'm legless Aching and sore Enough to stop a...
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...Give My Love When I look in your eyes I can see that you Want to be with me but you're so scared And I don't know what to say or do But the tears keep falling from your eyes And I know that times won't change my love And I can't do nothing to keep you Oh, I'll give my love Oh when I hold you tight Give my love through kisses oh so bright And you know that I can't change my love Take my love all through the night As the hours pass away You think that love ain't here to stay Feel a beat from your chest But you don't give doubt a moment's rest You dream the future and all you see is dark Listen to your heart, baby, The truth will set sparks Now I'll give my love oh when I hold you tight Give my love through kisses oh so bright And you know, that I can't change my love Take my love all through the night Now I'll give my love oh when I hold you tight Give my love through kisses oh so bright And you know that time won't change my love Take my love all through the night Safe and Sound I remember tears streaming down your face When I said, I'll never let you go When all those shadows almost killed your light I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight Just close your eyes The sun is going down You'll be alright No one can hurt you now Come morning light You and I'll be safe and sound Don't you dare look out your window darling Everything's on fire The war outside our door keeps raging...
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...The worst type of nightmares are the ones you wake up from, to find out it was real. “It’s only temporary, you’ll forget and you’ll be able to w— Excuse me, how rude of me” said the doctors who couldn’t possible see the terrors we experienced but only how it broke us down. The night is a truly terrifying time, I haven’t been afraid of dark since I was a child, but when the night acts as a canvas where your mind paints your fears, anxiety, and deepest emotional trauma in vivid imagery, how can’t you cower when a such a beast looms over you, a beast that represents all your weaknesses, flaws, and fears. A beast that prays you sleep so it can wake you in terrible agony, “It’s only a dream” was the best line I’ve heard. I could not sleep, I dragged myself out of bed to escape the dark but you can’t run away from a scar, I went to the garage and into my brand new ford model a deluxe phaeton, the only benefit of ptsd is everything I feel becomes real, and oh how it would feel to drive again. I...
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...by the feel of cotton balls. Some often cannot bear to touch cotton balls. It is not only the texture that gives them this uneasy, unusual anxious feeling, it is also the sound that cotton balls make when they are rubbed together or pulled apart. As for me I can't stand to touch or think about cotton balls. I would cringe and have chills at just the thought of them. Just a few days ago in an elevator with Tammy, she was talking about cotton balls, and I had tears coming from my eyes. There comes times when I want to get my nails done, and when I finally get to go they would have to saturate the entire cotton ball, in order for it to be used on me. I learned that some people suffer so bad that they cannot open their own mail, medicine bottles or even use Q-tips, even refuse to wear certain types of cotton clothes. Some think this fear mostly develops during childhood or some traumatic experience had to have happened. But that's not always the case, as in my situation I didn't have a traumatic situation or horrible encounter, it's something that just happened to me & has stuck with me every since I can remember. Hypnotism is the known treatment for the fear of cotton balls. Gradual exposure or desentitization therapy is also proven to help treat some individuals. But as they say, what works on some might not work on you. Everyone is different & suffers differently. I've been asked how will be a nurse if you can't deal...
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...everyday life. We need some kind of escape and here is the music. It helps me to relax, to enjoy the life and make every moment better. I think that music has some biological connection with our body when we listening it. It has a great power. “Whithout music life would be a mistake.”- sad Friedrich Nietzsche. I tottaly agree. I can’t even imagine how the world would look like if there was no music. You can see many genres and artists in my playlist. Some of them gives me the strength, some gives me hope, some of them makes me to accept life as it is. Music is important part of life. It is a form of expression. It has no boundaries and it follows no guidelines. Essentially, to me, music is like air. It has no true shape or definiton, yet we need it to live. Imagine a world without music. All you’re left with is dust. Music is life istelf. As I mentioned, Music is one of the few things, that can help you escape your reality. No mater how bad things are, music has the potential to make you forget all about it. Music can spark any emotion. It can hold memories. It can tell stories. It will always be there. It will never vanish. You can’t touch music, but music can touch you. There are various type of music in the world. For instance, classic, pop, rock, jazz and others. Music is one of the part of our life. We listen to music everyday. Music is like true friend, in happy, merry and woe times it will be with you. Music influences straight to human mind and helps to relax and refresh...
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...Shatter Me is her first novel. You can visit her online at www.taherehmafi.com or follow her on Twitter (@TaherehMafi). This Australian edition first published in 2011 First published in the USA by Harper, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers, in 2011 Copyright © T.H. Mafi 2011 All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without prior permission in writing from the publisher. The Australian Copyright Act 1968 (the Act) allows a maximum of one chapter or ten per cent of this book, whichever is the greater, to be photocopied by any educational institution for its educational purposes provided that the educational institution (or body that administers it) has given a remuneration notice to Copyright Agency Limited (CAL) under the Act. Allen & Unwin 83 Alexander Street Crows Nest NSW 2065 Australia Phone: Fax: Email: Web: (61 2) 8425 0100 (61 2) 9906 2218 info@allenandunwin.com www.allenandunwin.com A Cataloguing-in-Publication entry is available from the National Library of Australia www.trove.nla.gov.au ISBN 978 1 74237 820 6 Cover photograph: dress designer - Alex London; styling – Katherine Erwin; hair & makeup – Arturo Swayze Typography: Ray Shappell Printed in Australia by McPherson’s Printing Group 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 For my parents, and for my husband, because when I said I wanted to touch the...
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...It’s been way too long since I have talked to anyone. It’s all because my lethal touch and body. No one dare touch Elena Vasiliev is what everyone said. Not because I did not want them to but because I may kill you. This all began when I was born said my parents. They said that I was a perfect and a beautiful child too. I had light golden colored skin, I had rose colored lips and rich blue green eyes with a dazzle of orange right in the middle. They said I was beautiful. But then once they saw what I have done they didn’t forgive me nor touch me ever again. It began when they bought me my first pet dog when I was nearly...
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...You: hang on my madre is coming lol Stranger: oh thank your mother for me... You: for? Stranger: giving the world the most gorgeous daughter.. You: awwww!!! lol Stranger: thank god she decided to reproduce lol You: hahahah!!!!! You: im saving this lol I hope this doesn't sound cheesy or anything. But whenever I see you and am with you, or even talk to you. I smile so much, and the way you make me feel makes my day-Max Does anybody know what it's like, to be so mad at someone & in that moment while you're mad at them, you say things like "I can't take it anymore, it's over, I've had enough, I'm fed up, I'm done, it's over"? But deep down, your feelings for them are still there, you can't find it in yourself to let go, even though you know you deserve better, you want THEM to start BEING BETTER, you think about the good times you had together & don't let the bad outweigh the good? That despite all the bullshit that person gives you, you still see the good in them when no one else can? “Me? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.”-dirty dancing “Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me… it brought me to you … You must do me this honor, Rose. Promise me you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now,...
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...time driving home, you want me to hurry. You inch up your tight skirt and spread your legs to cool her down. I swear, I can smell her sweetness, as you sit there with that “are you sure you want to take your time getting home look”. My jaw clenching, I sniff the hair and growl in pleasure. I reach over to caress your breast, just to have you slap my hand away, and tell me to drive. You unbutton your blouse as it falls open to expose you beautiful breast slightly covered in a lacey piece. I say please with a pouty look for just one touch and your eyebrows scrunch up and together as to say- tuff. You are determined...
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