...dancing, and getting into everything. His dislikes are beets and peas. Rick’s development will be observed at home as a part of a Child Development course at Angelo State College. PHYSICAL DEVELOPMENT: Rick was born on May 8, 2007, weighing 5 pounds 12 ounces and was 18 ½ inches tall. At three months, he started sitting up and eating cereal. He slept through the night at 5 month. He got his first tooth at 7 months. He sat up by himself at 8 months and at 10 months he held his bottle, crawled and started walking. According to Woolfolk (2013), crawling and walking does not normally happen in the same month. Crawling usually happens at 8 to 10 months, which he did, but walking usually around 11 to 12 months. He could dance and run at 11 months. Ricky is now 5 years old, he is 30 lbs and 36 inches tall which means that he is in about the 75 percentile in both on the growth chart (National Center for Health Statistics, 2000). According to the Developmental Checklist, Ricky shows all of the physical/motor developmental appropriate skills. Ricky started kicking during the summer when his brother was playing soccer. He can also throw balls short distances. He does things with both hands, but most of the time he shows signs...
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...normal? Well, I think it is. However, based on “The Sociology of Leopard Man” by Logan Feys, conformity is seen as the world’s common dangerous psychological disorder. Psychologists also said that most of the abnormal people suffer from psychological disorder. Does that mean that we are abnormal then? Let’s start with how us, people, see it. Some of us say, “Oh look at her! She looks like one of those girls now. How pathetic,” “Ewww why is she wearing that? She probably wants some attention,” “She looks like...
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...me in various ways. I used symbols that the people of the Middle Ages used back then to describe me. The people of the middle Ages used a lot of symbols to represent a lot of things. Writing actually started with us just using symbols to represent the things we wanted to write about. There are a lot of symbols that describe me. My motto is “Imago perfecta non est nisi Imago.” In English this means “A perfect picture is nothing but a picture.” This means that when you look at a picture that you think is absolutely fascinating you only see that picture. You don’t see or know what goes on before or even after that picture is taken. You only see the scene that is in the picture you are looking at. People judge pictures just like they judge the cover of books. They think that if a picture or a cover of a book doesn’t look appealing then you should take another picture, or you should pick another book to read. But that isn’t always the case. Even though pictures are supposed to be judge on what it looks like. I think that you should focus more on what is going on in the picture. “Imago perfecta non est nisi Imago.” I will now tell you why I chose the fox and the color red as its background. I used the color red because it identifies me as an extrovert and a confident person. It also symbolizes that I am energetic. I have a lot of energy in me and I am very sociable. I do not typically sit by myself and not talk to anyone unless I am upset about something. I used the fox because...
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...Tiny Boxes My life started out in a box. For the first few weeks of my life, my world didn't consist of much except for my four siblings, my mother, and the girl whose backyard my mother had chosen to give birth to us. She seemed nice; she brought out blankets for us as soon as she heard us begin to meow. Sometimes she'd even let us inside her house, though I wasn't really too fond of that since there were always two fat chihuahuas roaming around, making the place smell like barf every chance they got. She took a liking for me, though, and she would come outside and specifically bring me in to feed me. I didn't get the need for it; my mom was already doing that but I wasn't about to make her stop either. After two weeks or so of the girl taking special care of me, I finally found out why she had been doing that. One afternoon when she had brought me in for my double meal of the day, I overheard her and this big, tubby guy talking about me. I could never see his face when he was in the room, just his curly hair that came all the way down to his shoulders. I may be a cat and all, but even I knew this guy needed a shower. “So when are they coming for him?” he asked from his computer. The girl put the bottle to my mouth, but I didn't take it, I was waiting for her response. All she said was “Soon.” That made me want to scream, it didn't tell me anything! Who was coming? And where are we going? I started meowing at her, hoping she'd understand I didn't want to go anywhere, especially...
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...I will tell you something that happened to me yesterday. Yesterday I was training back and biceps, and I played cardio 4 times this week, so, I was watching tv and chilling, then my coach called me he told me, Mo I have good news, my coach never tells me that. So i felt happy, if he is calling me to tell me that he have good news, so there is a really really good news. I replied what is it coach. He told me your cardio will increase to 45 minutes on the stair master. These next two weeks. Then we will reach one hour. I was silent, it was midnight. Who cares about cardio. I told him are you serious? He said no i am not kidding other players that are competing in the 212 and if you want to achieve something. And if you want to achieve anything you...
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...knew could make her smile one last time. As she sat and thought about what to say she picked her phone up and started to dial and he phone begins to ring. ‘Ring ring’ “Hey what’s up?” “Hey Nate, its Genesis.” “What’s up Boo.” Genesis smiles at the sound of him calling her boo. “Can we talk for a couple minutes?” “Ya boo what’s up you sound like your upset.” “I wish I could tell you what’s going through my mind.” “Boo talk to me you know I’ll always be here to listen and talk to you.” “I know and that’s why I love having you around.” Genesis looks down and knows that he can tell something is wrong. For a couple minutes the phone has an odd silence. She hears a door close outside. She gets up and looks out the window and there is Nate sitting on the hood of his car. Genesis heads down the stairs and runs over to Nate into his arms. Nate looks down and sees the tears in her eyes. “Boo what’s wrong?” Genesis hugs him and whispers “everything!” Nate lifts her face up so he can see her face and softly says, “Nothing is Boo you’re safe and loved and that won’t ever change.” Genesis just smiles and knows that he does love and care about her. Nate and Genesis start talking about things and moments that they had done and saw together. Nate recalls the day they really started talking. “Remember the day that you and I first came started really talking. You were the quiet one over on the couch that stayed quiet. You looked so into Matt’s message...
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...Date: Tuesday 6th Journal 2 I am reading To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, and I am on page 42. This book is about a girl named Scout and her brother named Jem that is just starting school and is afraid of there neighbor. In this journal I will be predicting and evaluating. G predict kids will not meet Boo Y locked up R gang R stab R family secluded Y scared R looks R run house R stories about him G won’t meet cause locked up and scared I think that the kids will not meet Boo because he was part of this gang. Also his gang did very little things but it was enough to be discussed by the town of Maycomb. The next thing I think the kids will not meet Boo is that he stabbed both of his parents in the leg. But that was not it after he stabbed his parents he started wiping them with his pants. But after that incident his family started to secluded him by keeping him out of sight. His parents also kept chained to the bed most of the time. They were also scared of his looks by describing his head as a skull. They also were scared of his hands being blood stand from...
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...Yanick Beirens D. Zaruk 20 januari 2014 ! ! ! The Belgian Red Devils & Jupiler Assignment 1 ! Mission, Vision & Values As Jupiler is a part of AB Inbev we will be taking a look at their mission, vision & values. First of all their mission is to hold and attract consumers, to get more connected with the clients, always deliver nothing but the best, and try to strengthen our position in the market and look for emerging markets that can be interesting. Secondly the vision for Jupiler is that they are trying to get and stay connected with men, as their slogans says „ Jupiler, men know why!”, so they know that most football fans drink a lot of beer. So by entering the football market and linking the name to their product will keep buyers connected. Jupiler also tries to reach out at markets in Holland, because they started to sponsor the national team there as well and the team of Ajax. Finally the Values, Jupiler stands for a belgian beer who has a 45% market share in Belgium. And they stand for the beer of men, like i already mentioned they say that there is no need for further information because men know why. Now i’ll try to give u a short view about the the mission, vision & values of the Red Devils themselves. As their mission is to play the best possible football and to win as many matches as possible. They try to give to best for their fans every single time, so when somebody buys a ticket they will try to give him the most possible leisure in return...
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...During my junior high and beginning of high school, I can admit that I did not try as hard as I should have. My grades were in the B-C range but I know they could have been much better if I would have put more effort and time into studying. One thing that really didn’t help was that I was never really motivated to be at school. I always looked at it as something I was forced to go do everyday and it was miserable. Growing up everyone always has that one person that they look up to. Whether it is an aunt, uncle, parent, grandparent, sibling, etc. That one person for me was my sister. She would always teach me the important things in life. If i ever needed help with anything, my sister would always be there for me. In junior high when my grades...
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...a time in life when I felt so low and defeated that all hope I might have had disappeared, I ended up feeling worthless and more like a failure especially when everyone around me seemed to have everything in their lives in order. Everywhere I turned, I felt like I was being mocked, like everyone was looking at me and saying just how much of a disappointment I was, and it got to me because I started loathing myself. I started feeling like I wasn’t enough, according to me everyone else was better than me in one way or the other. When standing in a group of people I would feel so inferior that at times I wished the ground would open up and swallow me live, hide me from the hell I was putting myself through and just make the pain go away thinking maybe if that were to happen, I wouldn’t feel so useless and unwanted in everything I did. It was at this point that I started building a wall around myself, created a shell that I crawled in just to hide when in front of the world. I remember walking into a class room or any gathering and going straight to the back of the room, anywhere where I wouldn’t be noticed easily, be invisible and wrap myself into my own little bubble where no one or anything could touch me or harm me in any way. I was honestly depressed because it was only me, I closed everyone else out because I thought I wasn’t good enough for them and that they were way too good for me for any sort of friendship to be formed between us. The truth is I didn’t like the way my...
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...me up; I reached for it to make it stop. Still in my bed, I began to stretch a bit. I barely slept the night before, I was to excite for prom. It was already late Thursday morning, the sun was gleaming through my windows and I knew I had a lot to get done. My mom entered my room “It’s prom day!” she squealed. She seemed more excited about my prom than I was. “C’mon get up, you need to get your hair, nails and makeup done!” I got out of bed and began to start my day. While taking a shower, hot water beating against my skin, I planned out my day. Everything seemed perfect, just the way I wanted it to be. Stepping out of my house, I felt the humidity smack me in my face; this wasn’t a good sign at all. I quickly grabbed my phone to check the weather. Eighty-five degrees? I knew there wasn’t anything I could have done to change the weather, I just had to cross my fingers and hoped that my hair wasn’t going to become frizzy My day started out with getting my nails done, then my hair, then my makeup. Being the impatient person that I am, I couldn’t help becoming anxious, I couldn’t wait to get all these things done with. Even though, I did enjoy the feeling of getting pampered. During my preparation for prom, I was so nervous because I didn’t know what to do. The smell of hairspray, nail polish and makeup filled the atmosphere. My hands were shaking and sweating, my heart was beating so fast, and it was like I was running in an Olympics. Why was I so nervous? Oh yeah, I remember...
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...already started acting like its last of school. I mean first day of school wasn’t that but because you get to see all your throwback friend from middle school, but the bad thing about high school is all you hear is this rules from your old school that you went to. The most thing I hate about high school is you don’t get to see your friends that much or talk to them at lunch. So I started making change by looking for new friend and started focusing on school grade because middle school was easy to have A and Bs. When it was lunch time I looked everywhere to see if I could find some people I know or my friends but, they were nowhere to be find. All I see is strange face that didn’t know but some of them look familiar from middle school I never talk to them. But when I wasn’t the only one who looked lost. They was another girl who I never see before, she was wearing dark legging with pink shirt pink and Nikes shoes. She looked like she thinking on where she should sit at lunch. But as I look at her she seems nice person to be friend with, so I went up to her and interrupt her thought and I asked her real quick “hey do you want to sit together? She looked at me like I was crazy, her face look like she was trying to make decision either she should say yes, but then she finally answered my question after 7second. “Sure she said, so we went to sit down but other students who looked like it wasn’t even there first day of school. “What is your name? She asked, “My name is lamama” I replied...
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...how they stay up to date with the changes in their respective professions and what they look for in potential hires. David Redhill Partner and chief marketing officer Deloitte When you started your marketing career what was the digital component of your discipline and role like? I started my marketing career in a computer company, ICL, in 1981 – before desktop computers or even word processors were available to a junior PR and marketing officer. So that meant, ironically, that I was publicising and marketing a digital product in an analogue way. I would type up my press releases on an old IBM golf ball typewriter and hand draw my presentations on marketing strategy on plastic slides for overhead projection – so my marketing career really started in the pre-digital age. Dang, am I really that old?! What comprised your original education? I obtained a Bachelor of Arts in communications at the NSW Institute (now University) of Technology. It gave me a superb grounding in all aspects of media and communication – production, script writing, print, radio and television journalism, mass communication theory, and psychology, music and mass culture, professional writing, radio drama, etc etc. To this day I use just about all of those skills in my marketing career. The funny thing is, I never actually studied marketing at university and haven’t ever taken a marketing course per se. But I have worked in journalism, PR, brand consulting, design, direct marketing, digital marketing...
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...eyes, brown hair, white skin and tall but just a little strange. I didn’t ask for too much I just needed someone to care but no one did, I started doing sport to keep my mind out of it but nothing work, then I started doing music and writing songs but she keep getting into my head. I still remember how we started, we started just like best friends, her name was Emma she was beautiful, she had brown and really long hair, brown eyes with glasses and a clean white smile. Every friend that I had started saying that is better to never get involved with her because she wasn’t “OKAY” but I don’t listen and fall in love with Emma.at first everything was nice and romantic but after 3 months I started seeing what everybody told edema started acting weird, I ask her but she said that nothing was wrong but I don’t know what to think so when Emma was taking a shower I started searching for weird stuff around the apartment, to my surprise I found 3 blades covered In blood, a picture of a women with a big “X” on the middle and behind everything else was a colt Wiley clapp.at first I have to admit I was scared but then I was fascinated with everything I found, when Emma got out of the shower I confronted her and she told me what was happening she told me that she was cutting herself and then told me who the women in the picture was, she told me that the women of the picture was her mother but suddenly she got angry and sad started by saying that her mother raped his little brother and the same...
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...use to things going the same way as usual. When something changes or disrupts this, people sometimes to not know how to act or understand the change. People have their own rules and moralities to live up to. Everyone understands that, even if it is not said, it is understood. When someone else breaks those, he or she is looked at differently. As if he or she has done something wrong. Even though there are different cultures, there are basic standards that everyone lives by. If there were no standards, then society would not be able to be maintained correctly. People have freedoms and liberty, but they know their limits. To have these social norms help us to live comfortably in a society together. I decided to break the norm by standing up the whole time in my history class, even though there were plenty of seats available. First of all I discussed it with my teacher, so he would understand what I was doing. Except I told him that I did not want anyone knowing about it. I entered the classroom, then sat my things at my desk, and then stood up with my notebook and pen. When the teacher came into the room and put up our notes to copy, I started writing. Which, by the way, was very difficult. More students began entering the classroom, their responses to what I was doing at first, were just weird looks. I did not mind the looks, because I was laughing on the inside. It seemed to blow the students minds because I was standing up. It was amazing to me that I was doing...
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