...her facial expression is always a scowl, he or she will give the appearance as mean and less approachable. Gestures are a large part of demonstrative communication. Something as simple as a head nod or shake or giving a thumbs-up for a confirmation can provide clues to someone’s thoughts. Unlike facial expressions, gestures are not universal. Gestures can have different meanings to different people, especially to those in or from other countries. For example, it may be commonplace to sit with crossed legs in the United States, but in Turkey it could be considered as an insult. Body language and posture can signal how someone feels or what he or she is thinking. It may be the way he holds his arms and positions his eyes to how she is standing. If someone has his or her arms crossed, he or she may be displaying anger...
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...Stretches The following stretches have been designed by ergonomics experts and widely prescribed to relieve the symptoms of typing-related RSI. They should be performed several times per day (during breaks for example). Arm Across Chest This will stretch out your shoulders, upper arms and upper back and improve your posture whilst you work on your computer. * Place your right arm across your chest, and your left hand just above your elbow. * Pull your arm across chest and hold for 10 seconds. * Relax and then repeat on other arm. Arm Massage This will massage your arms. By loosening these muscles your blood flow will improve and help flush out the toxins released when typing. * Roll up your sleeves. * Using your thumb and fingers, massage both sides of your arm from elbow to hand. Repeat on other arm. Backwards Lean This exercise helps stretch the back muscles. When you sit your posture tends to hunch due to gravity. By stretching your back you prevent poor sitting posture. * Stand with your feet shoulder width apart and hands on lower back. * Looking straight ahead, slowly lean back, keeping legs straight. Bend Head Forwards This stretch is useful for the upper back and neck which are common areas of tension. * Bend head forward and gently push down until you feel a comfortable stretch. * Relax, and repeat several times. Calf Stretch Prolonged sitting can lead to poor...
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...*arms up* Welcome to Hertford bridge! *point* commonly known as the bridge of sighs! I’m Elouise and today I will be telling you a little more information about the bridge. The bridge was designed by an English architect Sir Thomas Jackson and is the most photographed piece of architecture in Oxford. The work on the bridge started in 1913 and was finished in 1914, to join the old and new parts of Hertford College together. Sir Thomas Jackson designed this famous bridge, and a spiral staircase which is found inside the collage grounds. Jackson’s work throughout the college has influenced stonemasons, architects and engineers all throughout history. It is commonly known as the Bridge of Sighs because it is similar to the Bridge of Sighs in Venice. *point* this bridge actually looks nothing like the Bridge of Sighs but looks more like the Rialto Bridge also found in Venice. As you can see on the hand out being passed around hold it in-front of you and compare the 2, Can you see the resemblance? *spooky* Many people have witnessed a ghostly figure haunting the bridge, wandering from one side to the next. There have been several sightings from the figure in photos taken of the bridge. And it is one of the locations on the Oxford Ghost Tour. *SLOW* Take 30 seconds to yourself to imagine the bridge being constructed… it’s 1913, horse and carriage run along the cobbled streets. Construction was started not knowing if it was going to be finished, or if it would fail. Spectators...
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...Heart of Darkness Essay Today was the night in which I performed a deed so wicked that no one could ever comprehend. Not after what we had gone through for all these years. Even fear overwhelmed me at the thought this horrendous act. The nightmare commenced not long past midnight. Wandering along the desolate footpath, Alex and I headed back home after another stressful day as investment bankers. Life was tiring and difficult when dealing with millions of dollars every day. Neither of us spoke a word until we got to an intersection. Alex revealed, “Hey! Did you hear? I was given a promotion to “associate” by the boss today.” I didn’t reply. Instead, I could feel streams of emotions being released throughout my body. He had beaten me once again. That bastard was always one step ahead no matter what it was. Back in high school, he would always be prepared for any tests ahead, all confident and relaxed. I was there, sitting in the back row, struggling to understand the concepts being taught to the class. Despite obtaining high marks, I couldn’t stand Alex’s cockiness without throwing up on the spot. Not only that, he was also the popular and good-looking type of person. When a question was asked to the class, although my hand ages before, his “handsome” hand overthrew my presence and was swiftly selected in replace of mine. As my mind slipped back in reality, my treacherous instincts that rarely emerged began to control the thoughts whizzing through my head. It was then...
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...urban disaster I call home. In this frame of mind I really thought it was going to be a struggle to find anything remotely beautiful in anything. It turns out the only thing I couldn’t see beauty in was life. Me. I’m the broken toy that nobody plays with, the one object that no longer has a purpose. If I was able to find such beauty in a run-down building with a few overgrown trees alongside it then why couldn’t I see that I wasn’t as worthless as I thought? I had an idea in my head and I knew it’d be too late for anybody to change it. I wobbled my way along the kerb, flailing my arms with every imbalance that my body felt. Although I thought I didn’t care, I obviously did if I didn’t just let myself descend towards the cold harsh reality of the pot-hole reddened road of my street. Something in my head was working overtime, stopping me from doing anything stupid. Trying desperately to keep my arms in full swing, keeping me upright. Trying to let me see myself from a different, better perspective. A perspective that mattered. There was hope. I was seeing the beauty of my surroundings, the good that filled the world was still apparent to me. I looked up and caught the pulsating beam of the street lamp in my eye. The bursts of light matching the frequency of my heartbeat. I quickly went back to...
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...“Soul Surfer” is a true story that was written by a teenager Bethany Hamilton and coauthors who helped her Sheryl Berk and Rick Bundschuh. Bethany is a teenage surfer, who lives in Kauai, Hawaii. She learnt how to serf since she was a toddler. She lost her arm by shark attack, but she never lost hope to surf again. Her story of fighting the pains and obstacles to get back to the board and water changed the way I see the life. I became more optimistic. Reading her story taught me valuable lessons such as the spiritual girt can create miracles and everything happens to us is the best even if it looks bad. The first lesson I have learnt is that nothing is impossible as long as we have a strong passion and believe. They say nothing is impossible even the word itself says ‘I'm possible. Logically, it is difficult to keep the balance of the body during surfing. She fought and invented new techniques and special board that suit her needs to do what she always wanted. No one including doctors, family, friends, and surfers could imagine her getting back to the water and compete like she used to before the attack, but her determination to the suffering showed the whole world that body is no more essential to suffering because she has great power of spiritual girt. Her story reminds me of my grandmother. She decided to complete her high school education when she was 54 years old. I can’t deny the fact that all family members underestimated her ability to do so because she almost forgot...
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...Zhen Zou History 207 Instructor: Tao Wang 12 November Confucius As time goes by, many things because of various reasons were eliminated in China, but so far, there is one thing still stay in Chinese culture through thousands of Chinese history – that is Confucianism. To publicity Confucianism, the director filmed the Confucius. The film begins with Confucius as an old man, thinking back. Then the film go to early 50s, Confucius were promoted from mayor to minister for law in his home state of Lu. He tries to save a slave’s life from the institution that buried alive for former master or great people who has just died. Because of various reasons and framing from the state of Qi, he becomes a wandering scholar. After many hardships and losses, he is invited back when he is an old man. The 2008 Olympic opening ceremony began with a popular quote from Confucius among the Chinese that, “It is a great pleasure to have friends come to visit from afar.” The thousand of performers in the ceremony adorned themselves in a way that resembled the disciples of Confucius and this confirmed that Confucius is a popular individual among the Chinese. The film Confucius was, thus, created to describe the life and triumphs of this great philosopher who lived between 479 and 552 BC. Confucius happens to be arguably one of the most prominent personalities in the Chinese history from his great teachings which have continued to exert immense influence on society in contemporary China. This film...
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...Suho "I have never forgotten you for a single hour." 2pm - 4 pm - Picnic with Suho in spring "Maybe it's sprig in the air. rMaybe it's you smiling when you kiss my hair" Baekhyun "Am I wandering in between dreams and beyond?" 8 am - 10 am - Cuddling with Baekhyun on a cold saturday morning "The distance between our lips is paper thin as our bodies melt against each other, skin on skin" Kyungsoo "I don't need a map, my heart leads to you" Chanyeol "Even if the road ahead is dangerous, I can't stop now" 0 am - 2 am - Going to see Chanyeol's rock band perform "It's a cold night, but simply watching you on stage sets me on fire" Jongin "I've never believed in things that are forever" Sehun "I will fight time and look for you" 4 am - 6 am - Camping with Sehun "Nestling in your arms I seek for a tender kiss while we're both surrounded by the wilderness" Kris "No matter how long, I'll never change" 12 pm - 2 pm - Being picked up after class by Kris when it rains "I want to show you off. Want to grab your hand, letting the world know you're my man" Luhan "Let's work hard together" 4 pm - 6 am - Watching Luhan playing football with his club "I'll always cheer for you from the sideline. Be it a football match or your ultimate goal in life" Jongdae "There is nothing that is impossible" 2 am - 4 am - Playing strip poker with Chen on Valentine "For you I'd put my heart on the line hoping you'd play your hands right" Minseok "I'm like a knight...
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...Story of a Farm Boy Roairna Drakuthaili Elrondion was originally just Roairna. He never needed to use his last name, his parents never said anything about it. A boy, naturally compatible with the wolves and able to stray them from the village and treat them as people. He cared for all animals, normally being the one to take care of the horses and chicks about their home. As unmentioned as he was, he did much to influence the lives of the Heroes that protected the Ring and saved Middle Earth. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Roa was cheerfully unaware of a darkness approaching, of an evil that was to be unstopped for long years to come. "Mama! Papa! I'm going to get more feed for the chickens!" He called, his hyper eight-year-old self smiling happily. "Alright, Roa. Don't get so much like last time! Just enough for now sweetheart." His mother called from inside as she cooked. "The wagon's down, Roairna. You'll have to walk. Be wary of the roads, my boy." His father sighed, leaning on his staff that he used as a walking stick. "Yes mama, okay papa! I'll be back quick!" He chirped as he gave his dad a hug and ran off. Unknown to him, things weren't going to stay cheerful... He continued happily down the road, two of his wolf companions bounding after him obediently with happy yips and barks. They remained blissfully oblivious until a terrifying screech startled them. Roa screamed, ducking into a bush just as a Nazgul came riding down the road. It hissed, the...
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...Catherine Earnshaw’s ghost - WH monologue (Cathy is lying in a propped up coffin in the centre of the stage. There are ghostly blue lights and ice machine effects) It seemed like aeons that I lay silently under the cold dark moor, tightly entwined in the arms of Death. I lay there in silent, unspeakable anguish, frozen by the heartbreak that consumed my soul and led me to my grave. Perhaps I was just waiting. (Dramatic pause) Waiting forever to hear the voice of my one beloved. The one man I lived for, and could not live without. I heard his cry from far away, raging against the night time wind. (light goes off Cathy and onto Heathcliff. Thunder and rain effects) ‘Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you—haunt me, then!’ (Light goes back onto Cathy) As I heard his voice, (lightning effects) it was like a lightning bolt, shocking my soul back into consciousness. And once again, I could feel my mind becoming lucid, and blissful memories flooded my soul with joy and filled my body back with life. I recalled the day the scowling ‘gypsy’ boy came knocking, black faced and refusing to speak. I remembered the countless days he and I spent wandering the moors, holding each other passionately whilst the cold damp breeze blew our matted hair into wild flurries. Those were the times I lived for, as the rest of the world was so pale in comparison. Then I remembered how I threw it all away, all for pretty embroidered garments and bone china tea...
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...Anyways, Pilanu's great grandma, Hera, and her great grandpa Zeus were furious when they found out about her mother's incident, so they sent them down to an abandoned forest where no one had ever visited. At first, her older brother, Hermes, was devastated. At least that is what her mom told her. Pilanu was only learning how to use her special abilities when they were kicked out. She never got to finish learning. Every once and awhile when she thinks really hard, she can make a dead flower bloom. Every time she does, she feels a tingling sensation on the tips of her fingers. She was not really sure what that feeling means, but her mother says that it is her power. She guessed there was only one way to find out. A few days ago, She was wandering around the cabin she built many years ago, when she came across a line of dead bushes. They were all different heights, which was no surprise, for no one ever came here. She had a faint memory of what the bushes on mount Olympus looked like. Perfect. Precise. Blooming with flowers. None of these qualities pertained to anything on this beaten up old island. So, when she peered behind the bushes, she was astonished to what she would find. There was a brown, short tree stump. It looked like it had fallen down during a storm, for the top of the sump was rough and jagged. As she looked at it up and down, she noticed the prolonged roots, that were so extensive, that when she looked down, she saw some under her feet. Then, she felt it. The same...
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...After reading David Brooks “It’s Not about You”, I had mixed feelings. The essay strikes right into what I am, a college student, and I am very sure millions of college students all over the United States can feel what I am feeling. The feeling of “where am I going?” or “where do I belongs?” can stirs up a lot of worry, mostly at students who had always been living in their parents’ shelters. Brooks used a lot of rhetorical appeals, especially emotional appeals, to try and connect with the college students. According to the first sentence “over the past few weeks,” this essay might have been released after graduation period. This is a very smart time to release this, considering how freshly graduated students are researching for internships,...
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...Robots to paint nails at Tokyo Expo Technology Thursday 7 November 2013 - 9:08am Japan's machine maker Toyo Riki displays a nail decoration robot 'Robo Nailist' which picks brushes, colours with nail gel and decorates with Swarovski crystals for a demonstration at the annual Internatinal Robot Exhibition in Tokyo. Picture: Getty Images TOKYO - Pneumatic muscle suits and a walking stick that behaves like a guide dog competed for attention with an industrial robot that can paint fingernails at a huge expo in Tokyo. In a country where a quarter of the 128-million population is aged over 65, innovations that can make life easier for the elderly or their caregivers are potentially big business and the subject of a lot of research. A "muscle suit" that gives extra power to a carer to help them lift a bed-bound patient was one of the star attractions at the International Robot Exhibition in Tokyo, which runs until Saturday. Worn like a backpack, the device is powered by compressed air and takes some of the strain out of lifting an elderly or disabled person by giving extra muscle-power to the back and hips. The machine, developed by Tokyo University of Science and a nursing care company, is activated by a tube in the wearer's mouth, adding lift when the operator breathes in. Exhaling switches the power off. "It feels like you're using about half the power to lift people," said caregiver Norikatsu Kimura, who took part in a trial at elderly care firm Asahi Sun Clean. "The...
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...vide Are videogames “bad” ? Videogames are electronic games that involve interaction with a user interface, to generate a visual feedback on a screen. The systems used to play videogames are known as Platforms, these can vary from computers to machines made specifically for the purpose of playing. One of the most important parts of videogames (as a unit) is the Controller, which is the input device used to manipulate the videogame, which has changed throughout time, it started as a joystich and a button, and now (generally) it has 2 joysticks, a 4 direction pad, and 4 buttons; sometimes, in computers, the user can play with a keyboard and mouse. Most of the time videogames use other ways of providing interaction and information to the player, one option is audio, which is universal, and is used to set the mood. The latest consoles contain haptic peripheral feedback, such as vibration, used to get the feeling of being involved in the game, which helps to feel as if you were inside the game. Videogames are more than fictional stories full of death and violence, there are many kinds of videogames, each with their ESRB (Entertainment Software Rating Board) rating. According to the content there are 7 ratings in total, the first is “Early Childhood” (EC) which is used when the videogames are suitable for ages 3 and older, because they don’t contain material that could be inappropriate for parent, also, there is “Everyone” (E) which may be suitable for years...
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...in August of 1877 which led to 100 workers deaths and 1,000’s injured. During this time there were Chinese workers working the railroads as the expansion into the west was a leading impetus in the development of the U.S. economy. Wage cuts, layoff, firings, and the overall disregard for workers were the causes of protests and strikes throughout the county. Railroad magnets like Cornelius Vanderbilt, Tom Scott in conjunction with the politicians used the militia as an armed resistance force to disperse the strikers and protestors. The protestors took up arms in response and started to damage the railroad companies’ equipment, buildings as a method to receive equitable treatment. Starvation was rampant during this time as there were over 1,000 displaced workers wandering throughout the nation as vagrants. This created what was called “The Tramp Menace” which had a campaign with a slogan presented in ads stating for everyone to “arm yourself.” The capitalists used stereotypes which created division among people with different ethnic backgrounds and blamed the tramps, foreign born and common laborers as the problem besetting the U.S. Out of all the chaos, Alan Pinkerton used his security company to deal with the so-called mobs by extermination, as a way to try to break the unions and potential organizing. Labor movements were sprouting up all over the country and one of the slogans was “8 hours for work, 8 hours for sleep, 8 hours for what we will.” The atmosphere created in the late...
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