...heart I give You my soul, I live for You alone Every breath that I take, every moment I'm awake Lord, have Your way in me And I will live And I will live for You And I will live And I will live for You Oh and I will live And I will live And I will live for You Lord, I give You my heart I give You my soul, I live for You alone Every breath that I take, every moment I'm awake Lord, have Your way in me Have Your way in me Lead me to the cross Savior I come, quiet my soul Remember, redemption's hill Where Your blood was spilled For my ransom Everything I once held dear I count it all as lost Lead me to the cross where Your love poured out Bring me to my knees, Lord, I lay me down Rid me of myself, I belong to You Oh, lead me, lead me to the cross You were as I, tempted and trialed You are, the word became flesh Bore my sin and death Now You're risen Everything I once held dear I count it all as lost Lead me to the cross where Your love poured out Bring me to my knees, Lord, I lay me down Rid me of myself, I belong to You Oh lead me, lead me to the cross to your heart to your heart Lead me to Your heart Lead me to Your heart Lead me to the cross where Your love poured out Bring me to my knees, Lord, I lay me down Rid me of myself, I belong to You Oh lead me, lead me Lead me to the cross where Your love poured out Bring me to my knees, Lord, I lay me down...
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...Michaels DVD. Or even better you can just go to the gym and hit the weights, run, leg press, squat, pushups, etc. Dear Nintendo, Sega, Sony, and whatever other company’s make consoles, What does a person want to do when they are PC gaming or Console Gaming? Game! If you look...
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...Two Paths, One Happily Ever After Prologue In middle school everything changes, but what happens when a cute new guy moves in, while your best guy friend moves out! All my dreams feel crushed, but are they? Making the big move is, is, is… IT’S CRUSHING MY LOVELIFE! Oh what will I do! Chapter 1 Dear Markus, How is Jefferson Academy For Aspiring Young Men? Wow your schools a mouthful! Well, life here is all the same; of course my dreams of becoming a professional photographer are bigger than the school itself. Speaking of which, I applied to Bartley’s and I’ll hear from them soon. I miss you so much! Please come back! (I know you won’t but I can dream can’t I?) Hope to see you soon! -Leah P.s. Can you come to a movie night at my place on Saturday? It Starts at 6:00 pm Of course, I’m missing him so much more, and he probably can’t or doesn’t want to come to movie night cause he probably has to hang out with aspiring young men or thinks I’ll have a chick flick on. He’ll Write… “Dear Leah, Life here is really fun I met some guys the other day and, they seem nice. We are actually going to go out for pizza on Saturday too. So that answers your question about movie night. Well got to go, it’s great to hear from you and I’m sorry about movie night. -Markus” And I’ll be stuck with 8 people on Saturday Night. What a great Friend! I’m not trying to be mean or anything its just… Well I don’t really know why. Well...
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...A Letter from Teddy Mrs. Thompson had always considered herself a fair teacher, that is until Teddy Stoddard came into her life. There were no children in her fifth grade class that particular year who could be considered a teacher’s pet, but Teddy was most assuredly a child she did not like. For one thing, he was usually dirty, and he had this unpleasant, though unidentifiable odor about him. His hair hung over his eyes, and this was years before that was in any way fashionable. And he was slow. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson actually took a certain delight in writing his F’s in bold, red letters at the top of his papers. He soon was hopelessly behind, and would certainly be a repeater. “Do him good,” she said to herself. But before completing the midyear report cards, Mrs. Thompson, like all of the other teachers, was required to review the students’ cumulative folders. When she came to Teddy’s, she was surprised by what she read. His first grade teacher had written, “Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners… he is a joy to be around.” His second grade teacher had added, “Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.” And then his third grade teacher had written, “His mother’s death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn’t show much interest and his home life...
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...January, 5th Dear Diary, I am extremely disappointed. I’ve just come back from the hospital where I do volunteer work. It was my first day. There I have to play with children who suffer from cancer, AIDS or other diseases that are not infectious. There are both boys and girls and they are so cute, so playful, and so happy you wouldn’t say they are ill. When I entered the room, I first saw a boy, a man, actually, which was solitary. The others were really cheerful. I made myself comfortable and I went to talk to him. He was a little bit surprised by my movement, but he gave me a shy smile. Then I found out that his name is Max and that he is 21 years old. Nothing unusual. I couldn’t understand why he is so reserved. So I summoned up my courage and I asked him. He sighed and his words were: „I have cancer and I am homosexual. Now you know. You are free to turn your back on me, as everyone else did”. Even though I knew where I was, I couldn’t say a word for a few seconds. And not because I didn’t know what to do and how to react, but I had this image stuck in my head, with all his relatives and friends walking away without a word. “People hit me, they cursed me, swore me, and I couldn’t do anything. They were too much. In a group of 30 people, 29 were against me”. A tear ran down his cheek. I couldn’t hear the voices and the noise around me. It was just the two of us. I took his hand and he calmed down. Not a word was said anymore. I just can’t believe. Is this the world...
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...Dear Records, I am writing this letter requesting an appeal to the administrative withdraw for this term. Please reconsider withdrawing my student status. I have unfortunately not passed my xxxx course leaving me with zero units in my term. I take full responsibility for my current student status. In this term, creating and maintaining an effective time management plan has been a big problem for me. For the first half of the term, I struggled with adjusting to my new position at work. Previously, I held a part-time position. However, with the enactment of new health laws, my position as a part-time employee limited myself to work under 28 hours, which did not create a livable wage for me. My employer offered limited full-time spots to select employees. I was chosen as one, which was something I couldn’t refuse since it offered a higher wage and health insurance. As such, this was a huge adjustment, as I had to re-think how and when I would utilize my study time. Algebra has always been a struggle for me, or all math for that matter. It is a very intimidating subject for me. Nevertheless, I continued with the lesson plans, but truly felt as I was not retaining any of the information. The class load I accepted with having both Algebra and statistics gave me huge anxiety. After discussing this a little bit with my mentor, xxxx, we decided to focus on xxx instead. At first, I took the pre-assessment to see what areas I would need to focus on. I studied and read the...
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...* Page: 3 Para: 1-“Once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations?'” * Page: 4 Para: 3-“For, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the school-room, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over.” * Page: 6 Para: 3-“Alice was not going to do that in a hurry.”No, I'll look first," she said, "and see whether it's marked 'poison' or not"; for she had read several nice little stories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts, and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them.” * Page: 7 Para: 2-"Come, there's no use in crying like that!" said Alice to herself rather sharply. "I advise you to leave off this minute!" She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pg.3: When I was a little girl, I used think books with out pictures were boring. Now that I’m older books with pictures bore me and books without pictures make me excited because I can use my imagration...
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...certain ways to make them feel good like the characters were in the two stories. Although Madame Loisel married a middle to low class clerk, she is very fond of expensive things. Her attention from her own life and marriage is lost in the thought of being wealthy. “She had no clothes, no jewels, nothing. And these were the only things she loved; she felt that she was made for them. She had longed so eagerly to charm, to be desired, to be wildly attractive and sought after” (Maupassant 330). Even though Madame Loisel’s husband can’t afford expensive things, she is fixated on looking high class and receiving attention for it. She wants so desperately to be accepted in the upper caste system, that she can’t be content or happy without that. Once Madame Loisel was invited to be with the rich at a party for one night, she went to the extreme. She muzzled four hundred francs from her husband for a new ball gown and borrowed a diamond necklace from a friend. She made sure she looked classy in order to be accepted by the others at the party all so she could feel good about herself. She danced madly, ecstatically, drunk with pleasure, with no thought for anything, in the triumph of her beauty, in the pride of her success, in a cloud of happiness made up of this universal homage and admiration, of the desires she had aroused, of the completeness of a victory so dear to her feminine heart. (Maupassant 332) Once Madame Loisel found her acknowledgement from the high class at the party...
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...Cultural Differences Paper Courtney Early COM/360 05/20/2014 Jake Golden Cultural Differences Paper In the following paper the author will be discussing the movie A Family that Preys together stays together. The author will provide examples on how Hall’s perspective and Hofstede’s five dimensions are reflected in this movie. Also how cultural identity and cultural bias was used in the film. Explain cultural patterns and events that took place in the movie as well. According to Hall’s high context cultures mainly deals with an individuals beliefs, values, norms, and social practices. When delivering a message very little is transmitted in the coded, transmitted part of the message. In the movie the flow quickens into a surging flood tide of recriminations and reversals in which blows are exchanged, claws are bared and tears are shed. The story is about how power and greed destroys multiple families and erode morality. A low context culture is majority of the information that is vested in the explicit code that a movie portrays. In the movie am example of high text would be the relation between William and his co worker because they were messing around for a long period of time. An example in the movie of low context cultures would be the communication that William mother shared with the people that worked for her company. An example of high context that took place in the movie is the affair William was having with his co worker for a long period of...
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...Collin Woodruff Dr. Noble ENGL 1153 26 October 2015 Essay 4 Dear OBU Board of Trustees, College kids love to eat. They eat all throughout the day and sometimes even in the middle of the night. The cafeteria is not only the main place where people eat, but it is also a place to converse with friends. A lot of conversations between people in college tend to be in the cafeteria. It is also a place where students can do homework while they enjoy a meal. Some of the OBU faculty also have their meals here. The cafeteria should be a place of relaxation and happy memories. This cannot be fully achieved with the variety of food that OBU currently offers. In order to fix this problem, the OBU cooks need to prepare more kinds of food than they are now. Believe it or not, the kind of food that a college offers can make or break that school in the eyes of the students. With the tuition so high at OBU, the students should feel satisfied with the food that they can get with their meal plan. The only other places to eat on campus besides the cafeteria are the grill and Chick-fil-A, which does not even have a full menu. Many other colleges have better options for meals, and their price of tuition is nowhere close to OBU. An example of one such college is the University of Oklahoma. At OU, they have over 30 restaurants on campus including a Raising Cane’s, a Qdoba, a Taco Mayo, a Quiznos, and even a Chick-fil-A with a full menu just to name a few. OBU students should not be able to be burnt...
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...is best fit in terms of incentives. Moreover, it is in a state’s vested interest in terms of democracy to adhere to gradual democratic change, in contrast to a political overhaul such as we see in Germany, France, and Italy. In these cases, democracy simply cannot thrive as democracy, by nature, requires gradual social change and must overcome bargaining costs and stabilizing change. The evidence that stands today, tested by the outcomes of history, maintains exactly this: democratic transition must be slow and concessional, thus mitigating the exit costs and cost of unilateral decisions or actions in terms of bargaining. Moreover, the difference between a stable and unstable democracy does not depend on education, economics, nor the middle class; rather, the success and stability of a democracy is formulated vis-à-vis it’s institutional factors. (Magagna 2/18). As actors, states are indeed rational and thus adhere to cost-benefit analyses in terms of bargaining power. In this analysis of political instability, it is evident that the sources are as follows: the potential benefits of transition exceed the costs of bargaining, fragmented party support creates a democratic deficit, linkage between democracy and redistribution, and the integration of violence unravels the social peace democracy needs to survive. These aspects of the degradation of democracy and consequential transition are most observable in post-war Germany and the modern world. In 1918, Germany was a strong...
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...The echo of the ear-splitting "BANG" carried on for a good minute...another loud, rippling sound sliced through the air. In the far corner I saw Sept, in his intense silence he somehow screamed with his whole body. His eyes wide with horror, his mouth rigid and open, his chalky face gaunt and immobile, and the fists clenched with blanched knuckles and the nails digging deeply into the palms of his hand. His crying was both ferocious and noisy. He blinked briny tears from his bloodshot eyes, his thick lashes stuck together in clumps as if he'd been swimming. The tears made wet tracks down his face and dripped from his wobbling chin. Clear watery snot streaked from his flaring nostrils down his red mottled skin to his open quivering lips. His hands open and closed, rhythmically clenching as if there could be some violent solution to his pain if only he could find...
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...YAQI NING Professor Sikorski International Writing Workshop The Letter Dear Jenny: It has been nearly a month since last time we met. How’s college life for you so far? Recently, I’ve encountered a maze. It was already late night. My room was so quiet after my roommates went to sleep. I, wide-wake, turned on my table lamp and opened the Allsen’s book “Mongol Cuisine”. The first page was about the office of ba’urchi, which translated as “cook” in the Mongolian. Staring at the strange letters that consisted the exotic, weird word-ba’urchi, I envisaged a bustle image of the cooks, wearing gowns that cut out from wolf skins, prepare food with horseflesh, mutton and cheese. I was also amazed by how they respect food, in distinctive and extreme ways, nothing like other cultures. The mutton is preserved by drying, freezing, jerking, and smoking. When they kill an animal by making an incision in the chest, they “squeezing the heart” and thereby “retaining the blood in the carcass for later use”. I definitely saw myself there also, standing right next to yurts on the grassland, watched local people making fire and rounding up the sheep or cattle, preserving food in a persistent and faithful way. But, I, strived to put myself inside the picture to understand why, still failed to get close. Eye ache, cervical bitter, I closed the book filled with disappointment and pushed it away. Lay inside the blanket with the mild moonlight through the window and curtain, I, felt so unsure...
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...Dear Managing Directors of the 2015-2016 Madison Music Festival: Over Thanksgiving break, I attended a show at a bar called "The Outpost" in Kent, which is located in northeastern Ohio. The concert I attended at this small and intimate venue was that of the heavy metal group known as Mushroomhead. All my senses were overloaded by this performance, and why I strongly feel that they are a band you must seriously take into consideration when finalizing the lineup for this summer’s music festival. I believe this band should play the music festival because of their phenomenal and very unique music style, their uplifting and high energy performance that seemed to have moved the crowd for the duration of their entire set, because playing music festivals is something this band has done in the past, and because the patrons appeared to have been very pleased to have paid the price of admission to their show. Where they would play in the confines of this festival is ultimately up to all of you, but I feel they have enough crowd appeal to headline the festival on a massive stage, or rock the house on a smaller stage. One place I would recommend not letting this band perform at is probably at the Terrace while people eat and drink, because their music and crowd interaction tends to gets pretty outrageous. Before going into more detail about their performance, I believe it is right to set the stage for this band, if you will, and give all of you a little bit of background information...
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...another building opened, slamming into the wall. “WE NEED YOU IN HOUSE 3!” yelled Makayla; a nursing assistant from house three. She was bent over with her hands resting on her knees, trying to catch her breath after running from house to house. “What’s going on?” I asked, confused as to why they needed me, since they had two nurses in their house at the time. “We have someone dying!” she replied. I shut my laptop that I had been charting on (for privacy purposes) and headed to the locked door Makayla had come through. “Beep, beep, beep”, the small red light turned green, acknowledging that I could open the door. With the same force Makayla put into that door, I swung it open and again banged against the wall. Adrenaline filled my body, stuck in fight or flight mode. The muscles in my legs contracted and with one foot a long stride from the other, I sprinted down the hall with Makayla advancing me by 2 feet. My dull grey scrub pants started slipping down my backside. I grabbed them, holding them in place not letting them slow me down. Finally, we reached the end of the hall. Makayla, who I assumed was a good 5 years younger than me, reach for the door. With the same fate as the one before, Makayla opened it. The house was dark with a dull light shining over the nurse’s desk. I followed Makayla to the room – Room 326. “WHERE’S THE DEFIBRILATOR?!” screamed Hope as she ran past me in the doorway. At this moment I realized that the resident dying was a full code. I was walking into...
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