My best friend and I have been friends for 9 years. And no matter what happened we were always there for eachother. Whatever the fight we always talked it out. As we grew older I began to see him change. He took his anger out on me for whatever the reson. He never hit me but his words hurt just as bad. This is a true story about how sometimes no matter what 2 friends have been through, no matter how much you care about them. Sometimes whats best for yourself, is to let them go and move on. This is that story. Well him and I first met at the church I and my mother had been going to. I was 8 and he was 10. We weren’t best friends right off the bat but we had talked a couple of times. a few years past and him and I got closer and closer. A friendship had started. He eventually stopped coming to church and we both went to differant schools so church was the only place I ever got to see him. Later that same year I found out that he was a host at TGI Fridays. So I went and him I got back in touch. And we both got really close. Worst part of it was I was starting to devlop a crush on him. uh oh. I was having trouble in Algebra at the time and he offered to tutor me and help me actually get a good grade in school. He did well I understood better. He even gave me “homework” a couple of times, which I so didn’t like. But anyway. Later that year was my 15th birthday and after my party he took me to one of his friend’s party. Oh my gosh. . . . It was fun. And then he randomly kissed me. Great as if I wasn’t confused enough. I asked him about it and he said it was just a chemestry test. yeah ok. . . Him and I hung out more and more. Every chance I could get him and I hung out. He told me he had feelings for me but I was 2 years younger then him and he was going away to college in just a matter of months. So I still had my feeling for him I just wasn’t verbal about it. He moved away and he didnt’t talk to me for months for reasons I’ve yet to come to knowledge with but I blew it off. Him and I got thouhh another fight so I was ok. As long as I was still friends with my bestiest friend then I was fine. Well when he came back he was differant, changed more cocky and full of himself. Way much more like a player. But I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to start a fight. I know I should have but I didn’t. A few months past and his mother went into the hospital they said she wouldn’t make it. He was, yet again, mad at me for somthing but I didn’t care because I thought of his mom and his younger brother as family so I went to the hospital to be there for the family. I didn’t leave till they did. and I went almost everytime they did. Untill the time he wanted everyone else to go and he wanted to stay by himself. I wasn’t going to allow that so I stayed and so did my freind Marley. (girl) His psyco ex had also called after all this. He was already upset enough and this had just made it worse. He walked outside and kicked in a window and then he punched a wall. For a minute he was ok he told us to hide all the beer. So we did. Then like a light switch he changed to crazy mad mode and said to me “if she doesn’t bring the beer back in from her car I’m gonna do to her car what I did to that window” I was scared. I said you need to calm down and stop drinking. He flipped got in my face and screamed for what seemed like an hour. After everyone got back he took every single past mistake I had ever made and he threw it in my face. A 19 year old “man” took his anger out on a 16 year old girl. Him and I haven’t talked since. Apart of me still cares about him. Because we’d known eachother for so long. And I wanted to fix that whole mess. But I realized that sometimes the best thing to do is walk away. He had used me as a verbal punching bag for so long, I had had enough. So he’s on with his life and I’m on with mine. I guess we just weren’t meant to be friends. So now I say this everytime someone says his name, Here’s to the future, Cause I’m done with the past.” I do still care about him, but that doesn’t mean I have to put up with his crap. Everything happens for a reason, which means there is a reason for this too.
Beep. Beep. Beep. The slow beeping of the heart monitor enters my ears and seeps into my still throbbing head. Carefully opening my eyes; barely moving my head to look around. The door opens shining light in my dark room. Frantic, I remember my sister with me in the car. Scanning the room I start panicking when I noticed she is not in the room with me. The nurse walks in to check my monitor, slowly moving head looking toward her trying to speak the words, “Where’s Shawna? Is she okay?”
Looking at me with worry “She is in surgery” pronounced the nurse. My eyes full with tears and cautiously I lay down trying ease the pain from my head. Falling into a deep sleep, starting to realize what had happened…
“Hey turn the radio.” Moving toward the radio
She laughs “Why, I like this song”
“So, what’s your point? I don’t” as I turn my head to look at her. I reach for the dial.
“Fine put the cd one.”
“Slow down Led Foot Lucy speed limit is only fifty”
“Oh clam down killer I am only going sixty”
“Have you not noticed where we are yet?”
“In Anderson with a bunch of idiots that don’t know how to drive.”
“Yeah that, I know.”
“You hate going to Anderson, so why drive like’em?”
“Whatever, I’m still changing the radio”
“No, don’t change my station”
“Shut up, you’re driving pay attention to the road. You can’t do two things at once. So just watch the road.”
“Whatever, man you make me mad!”
“That’s what I’m here for, thanks to mom and dad.”
“Haha, you’re real funny”
“Yeah tell me about it”
“Shut up I was being smart”
“Go figure, when are you not?”
“RED LIGHT, SLOW DOWN!”
Tossing and turning I wake up to my sister beside me.
“We’re here now” our parents on either side of our beds
Turning to my sister, we slowly are able to give each other a grin.
To be continued…
1. 1-Compare and contrast the roles of the teacher and teaching assistant in assessment of learners achievements. Both the teachers and the teaching assistant main role is to monitor and assess pupils achievemnets in the class, but the main teacher has overall responsibility for recording and making the decisions that may be needed for example moving a child into a different group to match their ability levels. The teacher needs to be aware of the progression made by all the children in their class and be able to report back to parents and other members of staff.
As a teaching assitant my main role is to support the class teacher whilst the ongoing assessment of pupils takes place. The teacher can measure the progress of each pupil by carrying out lessons and setting the children clear learning objectives. At the beginning of the lesson the learning support practitioner will need to be aware ob the learning objective and need to know what they are going to be supporting, once they know this then they will be able to show the children what they are going to do and how to achieve it.
The day to day planning and lesson plans are the main responsibilities of the class teacher, but feedback and input from the teaching assistant can help the teacher structure the planned lessons. As well as the teacher having more responsibility in relation to their planning we both work together to ensure that all children achieve their targets and both carry out observations of the children in their class. By carrying out observations this gives factual feedback to the teacher to show exactly what stage each child is a, if they need extra support and how to get them to their targets.
The teachers role in assesment for learning is to look at the observations and feedback given to work out the different learning groups and move children about if necessary, regular reviews of these groups will ensure that the groups are more specific to their ability and the children will gain confidence from working in groups of pupils with the same ability. Both teacher and assistant need to be giving praise and encouragement and also be giving feedabck to the children on how they are doing this will encourage motivation from the pupils. 1. 2- Summarise the difference between formative and summative assessment.
Formative assessment is a formal way of working on a lesson or target that needs to be learned, it is an ongoing process over time used to check that the pupils have learned and understood the lesson through observations and seeing how they work and what strategies are best for the pupils. It is a way of monitoring pupils to check their understanding and to clear up any problems that are observed. Any problems will need to be altered to suit the individual needs. It is also used so that the pupils can identify their own strengths and weaknesses.
Children should be involved in reviewing their own progress throughout the lesson and be encouraged to think about what they have learned and how it might help future lessons. Summative assessment is a fact based way of assessing, it can be done by end of week tests to see how the pupils are performing and whether they understand what they have learned. It will show whether the pupil has achieved or not and if it shows they havent planning will be taken into account to alter the way the child is taught, therfore constant review will take place to help to understand future lessons.
There are a number of ways formative assessment takes place in the classroom and a couple of examples Examples of formative assessment Observations- this will be done throughout the lesson to make sure the target for that lesson has been met. Feedback to the teacher- this will show if a child has understood the lesson or if extra support is needed. Feedback from the child- this will determine whther the child feels they have understood the lesson outcome. Examples of summative assessment End of week tests SATS End of unit tests
Although formative and summative assessments are different ways of assessing learning they are both used for assessing and following the national curriculum. Formative assessment is a more formal type of assessing where the focus is on monitoring pupils response to the lesson and any progress made. Summative is where the focus is on determing what the pupil has learned for example in a test at the end of term. 1. 3-Explain the characteristics of assessment for learning. When the teacher shares and explain the learning objective with the pupils they will be giving the pupils a clear understanding of what they are to learn, they can
check the childs understanding by asking questions, the support learning practitioner will also need to be aware of the learning objective. It aims to help pupils gain a clear understanding of the standards they are aiming for an example of this could be providing an example of previous work. By allowing pupikls to do self and peer assessment it allows them to assess the progress they have made and identify how they can improve their work. Peer assessing allows others in the group to act as critical friends.
By providing feedback the pupils will see more clearly what they need to do next and how to improve on their work if needed, examples of feedback could be questions in a group or a through a whole class discussion. Promoting confidence that every child can improve will see the child gain satisfaction on their own progress and will give them a sense that they can continue to improve, a teacher or TA can do this by giving positive and constructive feedback, setting appropriate targets to their ability and then working out a learning objective which will challenge individuals.
Involving both teacher and pupils reviewing and reflecting on assessment for learning it will allow the teacher to balance teacher assessment with peer and self assessment allowing the children to take responsibilty for their own learning and allows them to reflect on what they have learned. They will focus on learning objectives and sucess allowing them to make good progress. 1. 4-Explain the importance and benefits of assessment for learning- Assessment for learning is an essential part of education as it defines whether or not the learning objectives are being met.
Assessment for learning is a significant way to raise a pupils academic achievement. In order for the pupil to progress through the school they must understand the purpose of their learning, where they are in relation to this purpose and how they can achieve their set goals and targets. Assessment will help a pupil reflect on their own development which in turn will help them recognise their own strengths, a benefit of this is if a pupilis given the opportunity to discuss their learning either with a teacher/TA or their peers they may develop a deeper understanding of their learning which can build confidence and motivate them as students.
Assessments can identify individual educational needs of all children as well as informing them about their performance and achievments this will then allow teachers to use different approaches personalised to each childs needs. Children who feel they are not part of the learning process are more likely to lose interest in the lesson. Assessment for learning is used so that the pupil is able to understand the objective/aimof the lesson, what they need to do to reach this and where they are in relation to this.
1. 5-Explain how assessment for learning can contribute to planning for future learning carried out by- Teacher- It will contribute to future planning for the teacher as the teacher will be able to differentiate different groups by ability and then levels they are at. They will be able to recognise if any child needs any additional support, whether it just be extra one to one support or whether and outside agency is required for example occupational therapists.
The teacher will decide through assessment for learning who the TA is to work with and will make sure they have all the correct resources ready. Doing reports throughout the year will allow any information to be passed on to supply teachers and end of year reports will be passed to the new teacher of the next year to show what stage the pupils are at and they will carry on where the last teacher left off. Pupil-It will contribute to future planning for the pupil as they will know what their targets are and how to achieve them.
Feedback to the teacher or TA on whether they understand the learning objective. They may even offer suggestions to simplify the explanations or may find and easier way of acvhieving. Self and peer assessment in which the children identify their own achievements and progress and think about what they need to do to improve this. They may learn better by using different learning techniques for example visual as oppesed to kinastetic.
Just by asking the pupils questions will contribute for example “do you think your handwriting is neat” they will know if thet need to work on improving and should put it into practise on their next attempt. TA-By working alongside the teacher and pupils the TA will be able to recognise any areas of learning that need revisiting, they will do this by asking the pupils questions on how they feel the lesson went, is there any learning styles that would have made them understand it better.
They will feedback to the teacher to help prepare for future lessons and gather any resources that will be needed. A teaching assistant may also feedback to the teacher via feedback forms and the teacher may decide that a child in a certain group needs to move to another group. A TA will give extra assistance if a child needs it and give less able pupils the opportunity to revisit areas they are unsure of.
I’m tired of hearing the same thing over and over. Ladies and gentleman, stereotyping and judging are bad. That guy sees too much stereotyping and can’t do anything about it. That girl gets judged too much and can’t do anything about it. You know what? Everyone will get judged at some point in their life, and they write poems about it everyday. That’s why I’m writing this essay on something different. The world has seen enough pain poems.
First of all, this may be a stereotype, but I don’t believe anyone in school is experiencing true pain. Yes, emotions can hurt; I’ve been there. Yet here’s what we take for granted: we’re in school. Do you know how many people aren’t? Quite a few. Those same people fight for food everyday to prevent starvation. Starvation. That’s a word we throw around everyday, but has anyone ever really experienced it? So remember this: you may be judged, and you may not like it, but you have a life and a chance. There are people who would trade your life for theirs’ in a heartbeat, and they won’t get that chance.
What about those whom Adolf Hitler deemed “lesser?” They were taken from their homes, thrown into concentration camps, and starved in their own countries. Do you see those admirable survivors complaining today?
So what? Alright, look at it this way: people see you. They know you exist. That means there are other people out there that are going to notice you. Future friends. Future bosses.
So stop writing your problems down and do something about it. It doesn’t have to be right now. Keep it simple. Go to college, find a career you’re happy with, and be the best you can with what you’ve got. I know that’s thrown around a lot, but it’s true. Don’t throw your life away on paper. Yes, you will get judged, and that will slow you down, but now you know it’s coming.
The World has a voice, but so do I.The World has a lot to say, but so do I. Who do you choose to let be heard? You’re probably thinking well…the World, right?The World is a Band Wagon of many people together with one voice to share.You say it’s fair, but it’s not, because that Band Wagon of people only have one voice.What about the people afraid to use that voice? The people who missed the Band Wagon because the Shared Voice denied a stop.
You see, in human nature, people adapt to their surroundings; that’s our survival skills.So far, the people that join the Band Wagon have their voices merge, and so do their opinions, whether or not that opinion was there to begin with, or even if it’s right or wrong.
This is a form of natural selection, like when a cat gives birth to an unhealthy kitten.She closes that kitten off from the others.Even though the closed off kitten, or person, does not die, it’s the same effect. When a person is different than the people he or she is surrounded by, that person becomes closed off from the others. This is how it applies to the Band Wagon known as the World’s Voice.These people are adapting and forming the same opinion to avoid being closed off.
For those people, what happens to them?What happens to their voice? Well, it’s simple. Their voices get smothered and drowned out by the Voice of the World.
You see, our greatest survival skill has now become our greatest divider.The three main sections seem to be divided into 1)those who have been heard, such as famous poets
2)the merged opinion of the world, AKA the World’s Voice
3) the unfit which are the people deamed ‘unfit’ by society to have a superficial voice, otherwise known as the outcasts.
So, what do we do with our Divide we have made?They grow, because the world grows.There are now divides in the Divides. People who can no longer adapt are thrown out like garbage, and those who move up fill their place.
It is an inescapable, unstoppable, and uncontrollable cycle.
“Who will be heard?”
If you have two choices, which one will you choose: city life or country life? Some people think that living in a city is more advantageous than living in a country. However, others insist upon the idea that living in a country is unquestionably fascinating. This essay will compare and contrast the city life and the country life with their similar and different facilities in terms of environment, employment and facilities. To begin with, there is the city life and country life to be similar. People want to live in near amenities such as shopping center, hospital, post office and transport.
However, I can say that environment in cities are much more developed. Townies have good transportation facilities with many buses, trains, cabs or subways. However, they are always blocked into traffic jam unlike in towns where there are less people. In cities, they can go and watch a play performed in a theater or a film in the cinema, they can watch operas or musicals, they can go night clubs or pubs with your friends to have a cheat and drink beer. However, in towns, you cannot do these. But it does not mean that you cannot have fun.
You can go festivals, bonfires. You can watch the stars on the sky at nights. You can have long and peaceful walks among the trees. Some can dismiss these as they are boring, but the only thing that can be said is it is up to you. Therefore, if people want to live in city they are more convenient than country but, country can live a relaxed life. From here, I can pass my second topic which is about employment. In cities, employment system is same as countries system. People give resume to employment and they choose employee.
However, townies can find a job easier than countries people because the cities have more diverse profession. Also in cities, they have various job opportunities through which you can earn billions. However, in towns, there are no job opportunities like that. However, again you do not need much money to live by because country prices are cheaper than city prices. In conclusion, city people have chance to get much money but, they need more money than country people. Lastly, we can compare and contrast city and country life in terms of facilities.
Two places equipped with all amenities. They can use hospital, shopping center and theater, but in cities, they have too many doctors and hospitals to look after you when they are ill. These hospitals help them to recover quickly with doctors latest technological devices. On the other hand, in countries they generally do not have these, but they are healthy although not always. There is no air population, sea population, noise population. In addition, city has many places to buy clothes, books, CDs etc.
On the other hand, in country, it is hard to find the book they want to read, or the film they want to watch. They do not have luxurious shops to buy different clothes, but actually it is not a problem for them because they are not obsessive about their appearance like those in cities. In conclusion, neither city living nor country living is the best. Both are different from or similar to each other in terms of living conditions, to get jobs and amenity. You can prefer one according to your thoughts and hobbies. The best choice for you is the place you can love and adapt yourself easily.
The Story of My Life…
I am going to tell you a story. A story of an alcoholic. The story of a child abuser, and the story of my life.
“Mom stop it!” I screamed with terror. My Mother and Father were at it again. You see, My Mother was a raging alcoholic. Sometimes she got so bad, I’m lucky to be breathing today. Sometimes so bad, we were lucky if we only bled. In other words, my life was a living hell. I came home everyday in fear of what I might see next.
We live in NH in a 2 bedroom apartment and were looking for a house in the area. Only a few months later, My parents found the perfect house. It was in Weare, NH, about 20 minutes away from our old house. I distinctly remember my Mother saying “We are moving so far into the sticks, no one will hear you scream.” Those words to this day still linger on inside. My Mother is an alcoholic, bi-polar and is flat out, unsuitable to be a Mother. She doesn’t to this day, know how to be one. When my parents would fight I would sit, sometimes watch, cry but think that this was a totally normal situation. I thought everyone lived like this. When they fought, I seriously had to pray no one would end up dead. Knifes, forks, candles…anything in her reach she would through at us, at my Father. If you looked at her the wrong way, she’d make you wish you were never born. One day we were in a fight and I ran into the barn to hide. She then followed me outside and locked me in the barn with no food, no water. That was about 8AM on a Monday in summer. I wasn’t found until Tuesday night around 6PM when my Father returned from work to feed the horses and goats. He was so upset by this, he brought me inside and put me to bed. He then went into the living room, where he found my Mother drunken as usual on the sofa. I remember peeking around the wall to see what I could. He started screaming at her for the abuse she caused us. She then got up, as much as she could and gave her 100% effort to give a swing, but passed out cold onto the floor. He ignored her, I would have too. He then went into the “sports room” to relax and watch TV, little did he know that my Mother was faking the whole situation. She walked into the bedroom a little later after that with a sludge hammer. She always told us that she was going to bust open his skull when he was asleep with one, so I got very sacred. What do I do? It was the day before my 11th birthday, so I really didn’t want to get the police involved. When my Mother fell asleep, I snuck into her bedroom and stole the hammer, then hid it in her closet under boxes and boxes of clothes. She woke up the next morning dazed and didn’t even remember that she brought it up there. My father was already at work and my Mother acted like nothing had even happened. Perhaps she didn’t remember, I don’t know. Either that or played dumb.
I asked her to pick my up a Lemon-Lime Gatorade while she ran out to get cigarettes. She came home with three packs of Newport’s, a 30-pack of Budweiser and a Gatorade for me. She told me not to mention the fact that she bought alcohol to my Father, after all, he said if he ever found it in the house again he would leave. I was too afraid of this so I kept quiet. I went upstairs to my room to watch The Lion King 2 when I heard a noise. A huge noise. The noise I was promised I wouldn’t hear tonight. I sat on the stairs and I saw my Mother and Father fighting. My Father was sitting on her waist and holding her arms down to try to release the knife from her hand. He succeeded. I screamed with my brother and sister because I didn’t know what to do. I reached for the phone and called the only person I knew who could help me. My grandfather. It was about 11 at night and I knew they’d be asleep but I needed them now more than ever. The phone rang about three times and my grandmother picked up. I was screaming I needed help and fast. She asked what was going on and I told her they were fighting again. She hung up and called the police. A few minutes later the police arrive at my house, along with an ambulance. At that time, my Father is holding my Mother down in the tub, after all her greatest fear was water. She kicked him up and again “passed out.” I greet the police with a knife and a sobbing boy. I bring them to the bathroom and they are armed with a gun. My Father backed off and my Mother still showed signs of a drunken loser still being aggressive. The police took me aside and asked me what they wanted me to do. I begged for an arrest. They did so, for domestic violence and attempted murder. My Mother was arrested on August 8th 2000, my birthday. I remember sleeping in my Fathers room the night, too afraid shed break in and try to kill us.
I talked to my Father for hours that night about the whole situation and begged him for a divorce. I never wanted to see her again. A Mother is someone who should be loving and caring. That’s all I ever wanted. I’ve learned form this horrific experience that I should never trust her again, because I can’t. Shes never given me any reason to. Sure, shes my Mother, but she has never acted like one, or done anything to earn that name. From now on I refer to her as Margi.
IB Math: Studies Statistics
What is the relationship between the numbers of goals the top sixteen players of the FIFA world cup 2014 score with the height of the players?
Due date: Friday November 23, 2013
School Name: Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Course: IB Math Studies
Name: Valerie Philco
What is the relationship between football player’s height that is participating in FIFA and has scored more than fourteen goals with the number of goals they have scored?
The FIFA world cup is one of the most celebrated soccer tournaments around the world today. Not only does it serve as entertainment to everyone that watches the tournament but to participate teams have to have play a game against every team of there area teams classified this year include country’s like Argentina, Spain, Bosnia, Brazil, USA, Italy, France and many more. This being said for teams to win games they have to score more goals than other teams in this investigation the purpose is to verify if there is a correlation between the height of soccer players and the amount of goals they score.
Statement of task
The main purpose of this investigation is to determine whether there is a relationship between the height of the player and the amount of scores that they scored through out the period of qualifications for the 2014 FIFA world cup Brazil. The type of data that will be collected will be the Height of fifteen different players who have scored and all are from teams that have qualified to go to the 2014 FIFA world cup and the amount of goals they have scored.
Plan of investigation
I am investigating the relationship of Players and height of players. I have collected the data of the players height through the use of the official FIFA 2014 website; I have also used this website to collect the number of goals the players made. Furthermore with the collection of data that I have acquired I have performed several mathematical processes to analyze the data such processes consisted on; finding the mean, median and mode, making a scatter plot of the data, finding the correlation, making a cumulative frequency chart, a box and whisker plot a histogram, and finally finding the standard deviation. I will also perform a chi square test on the data to show the dependence of the height of the players and the amount of goals they have scored.
Table 1: Height of Players and Number of goals scored
Name of players
Height of players
Table 2: Cumulative Frequency table
Cumulative Frequency table
Mean, Median and mode
To find the mean add and divide by the total:
Median: 8, 1.81
Mode: 8, 1.81
The standard deviation is equal to 5.9751 this calculation can be found by using your calculator you go to stat then to calc and press 1, 2nd L1, 2nd L2 and then enter and you scroll down.
Box and whisker plot
Graph 3: Box and whisker plot
Graph 2: Scatter Plot
Graph 3: Histogram
The easiest and clearest way to describe the potential of mathematic skill is to show what the term “potential” really means. The quickest way to describe this is saying that this is the highest skill level you can achieve. But it can also be interpreted as the highest reach of a certain skill in the unconscious realm. By that I mean a person can never really know their highest true potential. Knowing your highest potential consciously is ,in essence, destroying the base ground for improvement. Human nature makes us prone to the enhancement to ourselves. Showing that you are, in fact, going to reach a point at which you can no longer improve, the continuum of enhancement is stopped dead in it’s tracks
Now that we are fully aware of the status of potential, lets move on to the other idea. Math. It’s effects are everywhere around us, it’s successes and failures. One large effect and success is that of music. It doesn’t matter whether it’s rap, pop, country or classical. The whole entity of the subject is illustrated constantly everyday. It is often said that music is a universal language, this is absolutely true. The same sheet of music can be handed to an American and a Russian. Both will (with the same and proper amount of skill) will be able to play it easily. The actual reality of the situation is that music is the apotheosis of math.
The first hold between the two is key signature. These are the two numbers that are the the beginning of every piece. The lower number is a representation of how much your divide by one to get the general note length. The top number is showing how many of the notes (lengths illustrated in bottom number) are in each of the measures. You can’t honestly think of that and not somehow compare it to math. That particular part of music can be associated with percentages and fractions.
Another example of how math is easily and fully incorporated into music is by tempo. In music, tempo is the speed you play the music, but don’t be fooled by it’s seeming innocence. The way tempo is represented in a music piece is by an illustrated note = a certain number. First of all, the note that is illustrated in the tempo sidebar is very important. It is part of the earlier mentioned percentages. As I originally stated, the bottom number is a representation of how much you decide by one to get the general note length. For instance, if the key signature is 3/4 than the note that (by our knowledge of the top note) will be repeated three times is a quarter note. You can be sure of this because of the fact that one whole measure can be shown with the number 1. The bottom number (4) is there fore equal to 1/4 of a 4/4. 1/4 is a quarter note, making it a quarter of the measure. Note that in 3/4, a quarter note is equal to 1/3 of the measure. If we relate this back to tempo, the note illustrated means a lot. If the notes is a quarter note equal to 100 than it is a fairly medium speed. It can be said that there are 100 beats per minute, but if that note was an eight note ___, then it would sound drastically different. It would undoubtedly be slower (to be precise, 1/16th slower).
To make a rather odd but true statement, here I must say that math is also referred to as a universal language. This shows irreversibly that math and music will always be directly related.
Racism, supposedly at the tip of defeat, is still prevalent even in the most accepting environments. But as society looks down upon public displays of racism, the racist learn to shove his or her resentment under the carpet until another situation where the behavior can be dubbed as acceptable. And what I am not referring to are the typical degrading jokes often discussed in social situations, popular in any generation or the labels in which each race will jokingly shout at one another. But the so-called civilized countries have masked the discrimination and have announced that the problem is diminishing for the comfort of the naive activists or the hurt victims.
Although the races have ceased from enslaving one another and regarding specific races as nothing more then property, the situation has the same intensity, but has moved to other areas. In the case in which the racism has stayed still in place, that place will refuse to acknowledge it’s presence in hope that the bystanders see no harm. The public school system, for example, does nothing to integrate the races into one equal society. Instead, it seems to do the very opposite, by encouraging the segregation in ways that are deemed acceptable. From my own experience and the others in which I have heard, public schools impose a great discrimination against the minorities. Yet the minorities are no longer minorities, instead they are the rising races, who are finally creeping up to power. Every school has a distinct pattern, one that has carried on for a significant amount of time; the whites are the superiors who get the best opportunities. There are several factors that come into play, money, race, location, all qualities that the administration has a keen eye on when analyzing the selection. Minorities, the upcoming majority, are clumped into ghettos where they are given a mediocre education in second-rate public schools. But they face criticism when they do not amount to success. Though there has been a recent change in the San Diego County and because of the failing economy and the “No Child Left Behind,” law, this situation will not seem unfamiliar to other places as well. The public schools of the impoverished neighborhoods have been shut down and the children have been forced to wake up at unreasonable hours to sit on a crowded bus to go to a school where they are obviously unwanted. They attend better schools but their education is still remedial. Most of them had learned English as their second language and the teachers foolishly shrug them off, labeling them as stupid for not knowing the correct grammar of the language they have recently learned. Coming into many of the schools late in their K-12 career, they are not given the opportunities to attend the harder classes where they are given a real education. And even those of the minorities who had attended the better school in the first place are not given the chance to attend those classes because at a young age, most of them were not given the chance to do the placement testing. For the Advanced Placement classes, college scouts come into the classes and explain curriculum to the students. Even random advocates who try to encourage people to attend college do not take the effort to visit the normal-level classes. Instead, the most briefing of future opportunities to those who attend the less advanced classes is the information on what trade skills are available, for things such as plumbing and construction. And because of the classes being so separated, the darker races in the lower classes, the lighter ones in the advanced courses, the social groups reflect the students in the classes. Generally, a person will meet the people who they relax with in the classes that they take; the mixing of the races is fairly uncommon. So why is it, that after the Jim Crow laws were outlawed, there has been no real effort for the system to desegregate the classes and races? And I can already hear the defense that these races in which I speak of are the ones who test lower. We follow the statistics, they say. But who is the first to educate these children? Does the public school system put out a real attempt to inform the parents about the placement testing, so that their children can have the chance to make seminar or gate classes? In earlier years, precisely until high school, children are not allowed to surpass what their skill level was decided, even though most kids will take these placement tests when they are very young, usually in third grade. And why is this? What about the kids, who are usually the minorities, who do not take these tests? They are forcing these children to stay uneducated so they will be unable to achieve social, economic, and political success. If the public school system actually wanted to desegregate the races, they would give each student an equal chance and then test them on something more meaningful than patterns. I’ve known several people who have been stranded in these remedial classes who deserve to be in the classes where their talents will be encouraged to flourish. Racism, something that the big dogs of society believe that they hide so well, breeds specific races for failure or success. Anyone, go to a public high school and realize the intensity of this problem. Open your eyes to what is masked.
But of course, all cannot be blamed on the government officials. After all, the United States is supposed to be a democracy and in some ways, it is. And those ways are significant enough that any person could say that the people do have a significant influence in the government’s actions. And the fact that there has not been mass chaos and outrage after the ‘race revolution’ in the sixties shows that the majority of the population is content with the standards of living and the prevalence of racism. People are blinded by the presence of the disease, not realizing where it stands because we no longer see enslaved blacks or discriminatory signs. Racism has moved into darker corners, and oddly enough, one of those corners happens to be video games. The online world, which contains millions of people, has become another kind of society in its own. But in this way, people are more connected; people from country to country can communicate in ways that only a few generations ago it would have seemed impossible. And all of the mixtures of races, languages, and cultures there have been an outstanding discovery made on the online world—what actually makes people racist.
Growing up in the technological generation I did, I became quite accustomed to having my eyes glued to a flashing computer screen. My adolescence consisted of online video games known as MMORPGs that taught me the secret to racism. Now, in these worlds, there was a social hierocracy and instable economies and loads of corruption, just like in real life. In the larger games, there were loads of different races, not just game races, but real-life races as well. The thing is that we could not see each other by what race we actually were, and even when the people would reveal this, no one would care. And on these games, sometimes, the skin colors would be different, but again, no one would care. However, being that the internet is a world-wide concept, there were many different languages that were spoken within the game. In these situations, that was what created racism in the game. In some servers of the popular video game WoW (World of Warcraft), it was the English speakers against the French. On some servers of another video game, Tibia, it was the English speakers against the Portuguese. They had different guilds and clans who fought over nothing.
To many people, it is very silly to see such a pressing subject be demonstrated in such an easy environment. But to some people, this environment isn’t simple because it’s their lives. These words are as real as they get to some people. So when people are racist, it really doesn’t have to do with skin color. Skin color is the exterior of a person, the easiest quality to pinpoint. Instead, it has to do with the different culture, the different language, and the parts of a person that are so hard to understand.
People who were raised in more judgmental environments see people of different colors in a specific way, they were raised to hate them, to see them different from how they act and are. Often, people meet others of a different race and see the ‘human’ part of them. For example, a group of Caucasians hang out with a black person. One of the white guys claims that he’s racist. When asked why he can hang out with that specific black person, he says, “Well, he’s white-washed.” And by white-washed, this guy means that he has the culture that his family holds.
I must emphasize that in order to destroy racism for good, we don’t need to raze different cultures and languages. We need to raise awareness, people are afraid of the unknown, so if we increase understanding and education about history and customs, we decrease racism.
“pick one up now, you deserve an indulgence”
Id conceptualised as a ‘warehouse’ of primitive and impulsive drives – basic physiological needs such as thirst hunger and sex – for which the individual seeks immediate satisfaction without concern for the specific means of satisfaction. The id operates on the pleasure principle; it acts to avoid pain and maximise immediate pleasure. Superego is conceptualised as the individual’s internal expression of society’s moral and ethical codes of conduct. The superego defines what is right and good by internalising the values of society. The superego’s role is to see that the individual satisfies needs in a socially acceptable fashion. Thus, the superego is a kind of ‘brake’ that restrains or inhibits the impulsive forces of the id. Ego is the individual’s conscious control. It functions as an internal monitor that attempts to balance the impulsive demands of the id and the sociocultural constraints of the superego. Seeking to balance the impulse, with slogans stating ‘a rare opportunity to experience the exhilaration’ and ‘requires a passion for performance to stay out in front in a fast paced world’; it also emphasises a balance via specific functional attributes of the product. Through learning and experience, the ego develops the individual’s capabilities of realistic thinking.
“Feminism isn’t about making women strong. Women are already strong. It’s about changing the way the world perceives that strength” says G.D Anderson. But I believe to make the world perceive female strength, women need to be empowered. However by thinking that men are getting more rights and debating over female rights, we won’t attain female rights. India has already recognized female rights but now it’s time for India to recognize female empowerment. So let me take you to a tour in my world of women and make you see this world through my window!
International Women’s Day is on 8th march which most of us know but you know International Men’s Day is on 19th November but sadly there are’nt any such major issues that we can talk about on International Men’s Day. This day is dormant, not because men are not discriminated but because men are empowered while women still lag empowerment. Why is it so? I think this is because of two reasons: First – Men don’t know the definition of a “real man”. Second – Women don’t know the definition of a “real woman”. Raping, molesting, domestic violence,etc seem to be like a culture which is carried on by men and tolerated by women. But let me tell you a real man is not violent and real woman is not tolerant to it. India is a male dominant country, it is dominated by men but don’t forget that Pandit Nehru, a man himself, said that “Women empowered means mother India empowered.” Men are quite smart, they are doing their part by being dominant and keeping up that “male dominant” status of India. But are women playing their part? Are women empowered? I don’t really think so.Ladies you are lot more than you think of yourself, forget about what people think, so go find your true self, EMPOWER YOURSELF! A woman’s identity is shaped my her work not by her dress. You can empower yourself in a hijab or burkha, in ghunghats or sarees, in shorts or skirts. So find pride in your own self, confidence in your own being and celebrate because femininity is the greatest asset you can owe!
The Man in the Sun
Yesterday, I wished the sun were green. I looked into the sun and was disgusted by it, by the way it shames us away from its glow and sharply pushes our gaze away, as though its light holds something supernatural, something mysterious, beautiful, sacred. I stared defiantly, trying to pierce the giant, ugly ball of fire with my eyes – you have no power over me. I knew that if you could look through it, you would see a little man shining the unnatural, garish beam of a flashlight into our blinded faces. No power, no beauty, just a blinding light with an artificial mystery.
Tears, and someone spilled water on the paint. But I continued to stare, pushing it away from myself. And as it finally sank behind the trees and gently rested on the road, I had defeated it. My new discovery was worth the hot droplets on my cheeks. That wasn’t important. I had won. And though it hurt that I had been deceived for so long, it did not matter because in the end, I had triumphed.
Yesterday I wished the sun were green. Yesterday I knew.
Today, I turned my face toward the sun – that betraying, ugly ball of fire – and smiled. It rested gently on the water, and its beauty radiated inside me. The sun was beautiful. Perhaps, with my new knowledge, less powerful, but beautiful. Was the apparent contradiction relevant? I averted my gaze not being able to look on and, instead, admired the soft pink and greyish-blue in which it adorned the beach. Perhaps it was fickleness, weakness, disloyalty to myself. But I smelled the familiar faint scent of cologne, his strong hand gently holding mine, and it felt like love.
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Family nursing is still seen as a fairly new specialty area in nursing. There has been discussion to define what family nursing is and what role family and nursing play in this matter. The consensus is that all definitions have as core concepts the notion of providing nursing care to families and family members (Braun & Foster, 2011). Nurses have realized what an important role that families can play in promoting positive health outcomes by getting them involved in patient care. With that said families are seen in the context as how the nurse sees them and works with them. There are several definitions and concepts of family and they are believed to contribute to education, research and theory. Family Concepts
The first concept seen is family as context. The patients care is individually focused and the family is seen as a resource but also can be seen as a stressor. The patient is seen as the primary focus and the nurse includes the family if she sees it to be of value and beneficial to the patient as a resource. In regards to promoting health with this type of nursing the patients family becomes involved if the nurse sees it as a benefit and if so they can help the family and be a good resource for them. The second concept that is seen is family as sum. In this type of nursing the whole family is treated and when they have all been treated then care has been provided. Health promotion has been met when care is provided to all family members. The third concept is family subsystems which is the basis for interpersonal family nursing. Examples of this type of nursing would be marital relationships and care giver issues. The fourth concept is family as the client. The patient is the whole family and that is what the focus is about. Family dynamics and relationships are examined along with the outer environment. The last concept is family as a component of society. The family is seen as one subsystem within a larger one such as a community or society similar to an educational or religious institution (Friedman, Bowden, & Jones, 2003). Family can also be seen and described in other non-traditional manners. The term family takes on new meaning and is no longer considered the traditional mother and father roles. The new family unit may consist of single parents, divorced, gay, two female or two male parents but regardless of the mixture it is still a family unit that nursing has to learn to work with. The organizational changes put demands on professionals, such as nurses, but also demand an active participation by the family. Thus, nurses have to find new perspectives for their role and to create new ways for collaborating with their patients/families (Braun & Foster, 2011). The nurse’s challenge will be to learn what is necessary and meet the needs of this non-traditional family. The educational needs and resources are focused in a different direction but the family still has the same needs of a traditional family. Family in and Around Home
Family in this area is considered family as context where the patient is the main focus. If the nurse sees that the patient’s family is needed as a resource then they are contacted. Sometimes if the family is seen as a road block then the nurse may opt to leave them out of the picture. There is evidence of families playing a role in the recovery of the patient (Sjoblom, Pejlert, & Asplund, 2004). In mental health most of the patients need someone to help them and often there are many patients out there who do not have a guardian or health care power of attorney. The patients are left to make their own decisions and when they are suffering from an acute exacerbation of their illness, this can make it difficult for them to safely make decisions. It is important that they have a guardian, family or friends to help them. Sometimes the closest thing to family is their case manager or an employer. There has been a move away from regarding the family as a burden to looking at the burden families are carrying. The interviews reveal that this new view has not been completely integrated in practice (Sjoblom, Pejlert, & Asplund, 2004). The family as context is the best method for the patient since they should be the focus of the problem. Theory
Florence Nightingale discussed in her notes on nursing several issues that involved the family. She knows of their importance in getting the family involved in caring for the sick. She mentioned in her notes, tips on caring for the ill and it also involved the family. Her theory may have been basic and discussed environmental issues which could be considered a weakness but it also discussed some strengths which were the importance of family involvement and its relevance to healing themselves. The families of people with a severe mental illness often carry a heavy burden. Research has shown that they feel that they are to blame for the disease; they experience sadness, worry, shame and guilt. The lack of participation reinforces the feeling of being excluded. (Sjoblom, Pejlert, & Asplund, 2004). Nursing can only continue to assess the need for family involvement and encourage the families to stay committed with the patients which will help promote healing and increase their support systems.
Benzein, E., & Hagberg, M. (2008). Being appropriately unusual :a challenge for nurses in health promoting conversations with families. Nursing Inquiry, 15(2), 106-115. Braun, V., & Foster, C. (2011). Family Nursing: Walking the Talk. Nursing Forum, 46(1), 11-21. Friedman, M., Bowden, V., & Jones, E. (2003). Family Nursing: Research, theory, & practice (5th ed.). Upper Saddle River, NJ: Prentice Hall. Sjoblom, L., Pejlert, A., & Asplund, K. (2004). Nurses view of the family in psychiatric care. Issues in Clinical Nursing, 14(0), 562-569.
Do not fall in love with the boy whose heart is empty because he gives a little piece of himself to anyone who will give him a second glance. You can love him all you want but at the end of the day you will give him your heart and he will use it to fill the gaping hole in his chest. You’ll love him with everything you’ve got until you’ve got nothing left, and you’ll love him even then. You’ll furnish the newly emptied room in your chest with what-ifs and should-have-beens. You’ll drink down his attention like water but soon even that takes ona bitter taste. Eventually you’re choking down the sound of his name on your lips like a pill swallowed dry, and he’s handing out pieces of a heart that once belonged to you.
Being happy isn’t always about endless smiles and laughing as you dance through a field of flowers, it isn’t always running through the streets with your arms outstretched and the winds blowing through your hair. Happiness isn’t always about cloudless skies and warm sunbeams and dandelion dreams. Happiness isn’t always about being happy. Sometimes being happy is looking in the mirror and resisting the urge to turn away, sometimes it’s about loving yourself and the world even when you can barely see past all the flaws. Sometimes happiness is tear-soaked eyes and mascara stained cheeks and being the one to pick yourself up when you’re down. Sometimes happiness is about standing at the edge of a cliff and seeing only beauty rather than a means of escape. Happiness is realizing that it’s okay not to be okay, but at least you still know how to be.
Stop apologizing. Do not be sorry. Do not apologize just for being yourself because you have not done anything which requires forgiveness. Do not be sorry for finding happiness in the things you do or for embracing your own quirks and imperfections. You should not feel the need to apologize every time your actions impact the world in even the slightest of ways. Or for voicing your opinion or asserting your own needs. There is no harm in doing what is right for you. Do not let anyone make you feel bad for living your own life. Only be sorry for those who can not accept you the way you are. Be sorry that they are missing out on the chance to know and to love someone as wonderful as you.
We cannot Say for certain whether science is a curse or a blessing. it is our use of science which would make science a curse or a Blessing . First let us see how man has used science for his good so that it has become a blessing for him. it is science that has provided modern man the life of ease, leisure and pleasure. It has brought within reach of the common man comforts and luxuries which were available in the past only to a privileged few. Science has invented marvelous machines. It has discovered energies which run these machines.
The machines have taken drudgery out of work. Distance has been conquered. Modern means of transport and communication have made the word shrink in size. Men and things and news and views can go around the globe today with lightning speed. Man has already landed on the moon and a man-made satellite has just completed it’s voyage through the solar system. Our life has become healthier and longer. Modern hygiene, sanitation, medicine and surgery are conquering more and more physical and mental ills day by day.
We now know and experience the joys of good health and longevity. Through the cinema and the video, the TV and the tape-reorder, science has worked wonders in the spheres of education and entertainment. Though we welcome these blessing of science, we have to consider the darker side of the picture also. Machines have led to unemployment. They have polluted water and atmosphere. Thy have caused noise pollution. Factories have led to slums where human beings live in squalor.
Our moral and spiritual progress has failed to keep pace with our scientific progress. We have allowed science to master us instead of using it as our servant. Machines make us mechanical, deaden our sensibilities, stifle our creative talents, force mechanical regularity, uniformity and boredom upon us, increase our wants and desires, and tend to make us selfish, greedy and cruel. Geographical distance has, no doubt, vanished, but the gulf between the minds and hearts of man has widened.
Machines have given man leisure, but man misuses it to get cheap and vulgar entertainment which destroys his physical and mental health. Again, science has put in our hands such fiendish weapons as the nuclear bomb, the guided missile and means of chemical and biological warfare. We are in danger of destroying ourselves with these monstrous means which, ironically, are our own creations. Rightly used science can bring heaven on earth. Wrongly used, it can trun this earth in to hell by destroying civilization.
I want to be a legend.
I want to be epic.
I want to be the epitome of something good.
I want to be a trailblazer.
As stupid as I might sound, I’ll be honest, didn’t bother to know what the word ‘trailblazer’ meant until that award for Emma Stone came along. I had to Google it. That’s what I do- Google the answers.
‘Trailblazers –people who marks trails through wilderness areas.’
What I did was wrong though. The true essence of a word is not something you just ‘Google’. It is something you find out for yourself.
Having the basic knowledge of what the literal meaning of a trailblazer is and a teaspoon of depth left in my mind, I pieced it all out myself.
“If they can, why can’t you?” Having a trailblazer, you should have that as your head’s ringtone. That should be enough to challenge you, turn the other cheek and prove your doubts wrong.
It made me have one of my ‘Hey-let’s-check-what-life-means’ conversations with myself. It had me thinking twice that an inspiration should be someone human, someone flawed, someone real. Everyone’s built so differently, that only when we believe the trailblazer do we realize what are faults are, what we have ,be inspired to do something with that and go over and beyond.
My trailblazers would be people I would forever thank, thinking that they are part of why I had a reason to wake up every single day.
Trailblazers are people who make paths for you to follow. Not to imitate. They’re people who are being themselves-it translates and just infects you with the same attribute.
A trailblazer is someone who inspires you to keep going. A trailblazer is someone who matters, someone who means something to the world.
So, simplifying all my senseless blah-blah, we are all trailblazers. We haven’t figured it out just yet. But we will, and it will be worth it.
Most of us haven’t figured it all out yet.
Most of us are diamonds in the rough.
We will all shine. We will be legends. We will be epic. We will be the epitome of something good.
Remember this-‘you have the world to inspire you’.
We will be trailblazers.
My life has been eventful from the minute I was born. I was born in Paraguay; a small but beautiful country in South America. I was placed into adoption because my mother couldn’t take care of me. She was very young and did not have support at home. So I was secretly placed for adoption. I came to the United States with an Irish-American family. They told me about my adoption when I was young, but more importantly they helped me through the phase of non acceptance. They told me when I was in kindergarten and surprisingly I understood everything they were saying.
They told me that she loved me and that she couldn’t take care of me due to the very rough conditions she was in with my biological family. They told me that just because I’m not blood related to them, I am still there daughter. I understood that. However I wanted to know about her and why. They had no answers. This confused and upset me. I wasn’t really angry with anybody. I was more angry about why there were no answers. My adoptive parents told me where I was from, my biological mother’s name, how I got here and what my biological name was, what day I came to the U.S., when my adoption day was, who my foster mother was, that I have a biological sister who was placed for adoption, my adoption story and that they loved me. That’s all I knew….that’s all they knew.
I grew up confused about my adoption. I understood the facts. But I wanted to know more. I was curios. My parents were very understanding about my curiosity and were open to questions, however I knew they didn’t have answers and I didn’t want to offend them. I remember one night when I was seven I was up late. I cried because I was nervous about where my mother was. My father was. My sister. Everything! Did she ever marry someone? Did she have anymore kids? Would she ever replace me? Could she be…..dead? The last two questions put me in tears. My parents asked me what was going on but I held back. Then I decided to tell them that I was having a hard time accepting my adoption. I was amazed at there empathy and kindness. They were amazingly patient. I went through years of confusion and frustration. Until one special year came.
In August of 2006, I took a trip with my family to Paraguay with a group of kids and there families of all different ages ( who were from the United States, England, and Canada) who were adopted from Paraguay. We could all relate to each other, tour the country and best of all locate foster and biological families. I reunited with my foster mother Carmen. She told me about my biological mother and social workers were going to search for my biological family. I was ready but at the same time afraid. I’d never know what I was going to find out. It was a long journey until one special day……
On April 26, 2007 I was in the sixth grade. I was outside but them my father came in and told me to come in. My parents were waiting inside with a package. I thought “ Ok yell at me. What did I do now?” But no….It was a report. However the most special report I’ll ever get in my entire life. They located my biological family.
When they told me the news I broke down in tears. Tears of overwhelming emotions of joy. They found wonderful information about them. My questions were answered and even more information was added. I found out what my mother liked to do, what her family was like, where she lived and where my other relatives lived, my father’s name and occupation, and so much more. She was alive, she never would replace me and she didn’t have anymore children. She even said she’s want to have CONTACT with me. I wrote to her on mother’s day. It was amazing. No words can describe it.
There are certain things that I want to address about adoption. My parents are my adoptive parents but they are my true parents. Confusing? Not really when you think about it. Real parents are different from biological parents. Biological parents give you life however real parents are the ones who feed you, the ones who provide you with an education, love you, help you when your upset, tuck you in at night, and care for you. My biological parents can and will always hold a special place forever in my heart but I really owe it to my adoptive parents. My true parents. When people struggle with their adoption issues I will be there to help them. I’ll be there with a listening, open ear because I can relate. I’ll treat them with kindness and ever lasting patience. Like my true parents. As a true friend.
The working memory model is the part of the short term memory which is governed by the ‘central executive which monitors and coordinates the operation of the store systems; Phonological loop and visuo – spatial sketchpad. The phonological loop allows sounds to be stored for brief periods. The visuo spatial sketchpad allows visual and spatial information to be stored for brief periods. The two slave systems within the WMM are completely separate and can work individually.
A piece of evidence which shows support for the slave systems being two separate systems within the WMM is the case of KF. He had a motorcycle accident and damaged his brain and memory, which therefore left him with no new memory, h couldn’t remember anything since the accident. When KF memory was assessed psychologists found out that he could remember things from sight using his visuo spatial sketch pad however he couldn’t remember things from ear using his phonological loop, this suggests that the slave systems must be separate.
This research has weak reliability that the slave systems are separate this is because these findings were only found on one person and not a collective of people, therefore you can’t generalise findings from one person on everybody else, so this evidence on supply’s weak support for the WMM. A piece of research which shows support for the slave systems working independently to each other is psychologists carried out an experiment on two groups asking them to do specific tasks. Group one was asked to perform two visual tasks using only there visuo spatial sketch pad.
The other group was asked to do a visual and verbal task using both slave systems. The psychologists found out that group 2 performed better this is because they don’t overload ne slave systems like the other group this suggests that both slave systems work independently and can become over capacitated. A criticism of this research method is that it was a lab experiment, and is low in ecological validity, which could have affected the results, as participants may feel under pressure with the lab setting.
First late night comedy, now early morning energy.
Popular “Last Week Tonight” host John Oliver has partnered with the General Mills
to release a new line of cereals, “Fascism Flakes.”
Oliver’s decision comes in the wake of the first year of Donald J. Trump’s presidency.
We sat down with the comedian to get a grip on why he made the sudden market jump.
“Breakfast is such a calm, casual happening, I figured why not make use of another avenue to bash the integrity of our president?” Now when you’re eating breakfast with your family, you can wash down another unwarranted and awkward political family conversation with your glass of OJ!”
Oliver hasseveral plans to promote the cereal.
“I want to bring a bunch of boxes to hand out to protestors, imagine the effect a bunch of pissed teenagers could have marching on the capital hurling and waving boxes of essentially rebranded Corn Flakes! It’s a surefire way to get the attention of Trump and other politicians alike. You may have been able to ignore (or attempt to run over) protesters in the past, but I highly doubt Washington can now.”
Oliver wants to expand the line in the future as well.
“ I know that the original Fascism Flakes won’t please everyone in the crowd, so we want to create several flavors to appeal to a wider demographic. We’re taking suggestions for flavors and flavor names that can help us appeal to the minority populations, the LGBTQ+ community, and even Dog and Cat food brands down the line!”
While Oliver’s decision materialized in a drunken bender following an episode of “Last Week”, we’re excited to see how his endeavor goes, and what effects it might have on our current political climate.