...The mentor I chose for this field observation is Paul Rabinow: The way he described his environment, and mostly the way anthropology is making the observer question himself by the detour of studying the “other”. Being in this unfamiliar environment, I questioned myself about the education I received, the stereotypes I had in mind about Hochelaga-Maisonneuve, etc. I thought I would not like to see men wrestle and in the end I had a great night. From my three hours around that ring, I made something very strange to me more familiar. I concluded that the event has for objective to entertain the public while giving them more freedom (drinking, interacting with the wrestlers, etc.) than a regular performance (cinema,...
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...CHAOS THEORY It is a field of study in mathematics, with applications in several disciplines including, and philosophy. Chaos theory studies the behavior of dynamical systems that are highly sensitive to initial conditions—a response popularly referred to as the butterfly effect. Chaotic behavior can be observed in many natural systems, such as weather and climate. This behavior can be studied through analysis of a chaotic mathematical model, or through analytical techniques such as recurrence plots and Poincare maps. This latter idea is known as sensitive dependence on initial conditions , a circumstance discovered by Edward Lorenz (who is generally credited as the first experimenter in the area of chaos) in the early 1960s. DEFINITION: It is the study of non linear dynamics, in which seemingly random events are actually predictable from simple deterministic equation. Chaos theory concerns deterministic systems whose behavior can in principle be predicted. Chaotic systems are predictable for a while and then appear to become random. The amount of time for which the behavior of a chaotic system can be effectively predicted depends on three things: * How much uncertainty we are willing to tolerate in the forecast? * How accurately we are able to measure its current state? * Which time scale is depending on the dynamics of the system? The two main components of chaos theory are the ideas that systems - no matter how complex they may be - rely upon an underlying...
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...The Remarkable Tale of Mary Anning: An Analysis of Remarkable Creatures and its Merit as Historical Fiction Novels can do more that simply tell stories. Novels can enhance or emphasize thoughts and ideas. They can excite a wide variety of emotions. They can be the product of imagination, or they can be influenced by historical fact. Whether or not the events in a novel are true is left entirely up to the author, but it is truly an incredible feat to take a piece of history and turn it into a work of fiction that is plausible and logical. For our Senior Seminar, we have studied the aspects of fiction that have a basis in historical fact. They do so by applying certain literary devices that are necessary to the historical fiction genre. The novel I chose to research and present on is entitled Remarkable Creatures, by Tracy Chevalier, author of Girl with a Pearl Earring and The Last Runaway. This work of historical fiction tells the story of Mary Anning, one of the first recognized female paleontologists whose discoveries changed many views on the world and how it began. Remarkable Creatures is a biographical novel, as it concentrates on the experiences that Mary Anning had during her lifetime, the people she meets, and the incidents that occur in her life. This essay will evaluate Chevalier’s work on the basis of its merit as historical fiction. Remarkable Creatures belongs in this category because it Chevalier implements the critical terms of the genre in numerous and intricate...
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...Linda awoke with a start. She felt a brushing on her arm. At first she thought it was a nightmare. But she wasn’t sure. She groped around blindly in the dark until she felt her nightstand. She felt the familiar cord on her lamp, and pulled it, instantly covering her room in warm light. The only difference about her room was the book on her nightstand. She picked it up and began to read. She had already read the first story. It was about a boy, named Archie Smith. She started on the second story. It had a picture of an angry man beating a lump under a rug. She giggled, and was curious about what happened next. But she felt tried. She turned off her light, put the book next to her, and drifted off to sleep. She had fitful dreams about creatures...
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...world she hasn’t come to the conclusion that people can be bad. However this changes when a handsome and mysterious stranger wanders in her area. At first she intimidated by the man but is very eager to assist the man and wants to make a good impression. When finding the heron true changes begin to form in Sylvia. In sparing the heron she is more confident in her decision and assertive, she is willing ignore a person’s approval in order to preserve a beautiful part of nature. The white heron can represent Sylvia’s purity or innocence. According to psychosexual analysis the tree in which Sylvia climbs can be a phallic symbol for the ornithologist. While going through the forest with the ornithologist, he takes the lead although Sylvia is familiar with the terrain,...
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...carefree, cheery families happy picnic on the soft green grass. Some little boys were also attempting to fly a kite: failing badly. The adults were laughing softly watching them. A small smile spread across my face. Everyone was so happy and peaceful. Except for me. I had been here for almost 1 hour waiting for my best friend, Chloe to show up. We were supposed to go shopping. It was taking her forever. I was now starting to have doubts that she was even coming. Well, it was kind of getting obvious. She wasn't even picking her phone up. I wonder where she is? She has been acting quite weird and rude around me lately. Something strong tugged me on my heart. I wonder what I did? Maybe i didn't do anything because I noticed her starting to act strange ever since she started hanging out with those new girls. What really hurts me the most is that Chloe and I have been best friends ever since we were 3 years old. We were neighbors ever since. These new girls are ruining 13 years of great friendship. That really sucks! Doesn't it? Tearing away from my deep thoughts, I suddenly realized that all the families and children were gone. Left here alone, I was sitting on the rusty old bench. Odd, it didn't look like this when I came here. I looked at my watch. It was 8pm. Now I knew that she wasn't coming. 8 hours had passed. i got up and wrapped my black coat around me hiding my new beautiful turquoise dress. The winds rustled roughly through the cold stern night. This was the saddest day...
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...Sergeant-Major Morris Sergeant-Major Morris is the catalyst for the story: he brings the monkey’s paw to the Whites’ home. He is “a tall, burly man, beady of eye and rubicund of visage,” whose eyes get brighter after his third glass of whiskey at the Whites’ hearth. Morris is both familiar and exotic. Morris and Mr. White began their lives in approximately the same way; Mr. White remembers his friend as “a slip of a youth in the warehouse.” But in his twenty-one years of travel and soldiering, Morris has seen the world and has brought back tales of “wild scenes and doughty deeds; of wars and plagues and strange peoples.” Morris also carries with him the monkey’s paw, which changes all the Whites’ lives forever. Mr. White Mr. White is a conservative, satisfied man who enjoys his quiet domestic life. Jacobs shows this in the very first scene in the story, which opens with father and son playing chess in their cozy cottage on a rainy night, while Mrs. White, knitting by the fire, comments on their game. Clearly, the Whites live a contented, if somewhat contained, life. Later in the story, the grandest thing Mr. White can think of to wish for is to clear the mortgage on their little house. White does have reckless tendencies, though. In the first paragraph of the story, in the chess game with his son, he puts his king “into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment” from his normally docile wife. This recklessness leads him to tempt fate with the monkey’s...
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...leave their children with people who the child isn’t familiar with tend to show low social interactions and are far more emotionally unstable. These children tend to react badly when left with a strange person or when starting playschool, and they don’t cope well with the new environment at first and also it takes them a little longer to get used to the new surroundings and new faces. Another phycologist, Lev Vygotsky, outlines his theory of child development, that “children learn actively and through hands-on experiences” [Vygotsky, 1962] I totally agree and relate to this theory as...
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...the sovereign as a great builder of temples. This is confirmed by the inscription in cuneiform characters engraved on the garment that falls on the knees of the figure; the dedicatory writing of a temple wishes a long life to his client. The face is only ruined on the nose, making it easy to read the sculpture. As a whole: the headgear with cylindrical shell, the garment that leaves the right shoulder uncovered and falls...
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...In the novel The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne, Dimmesdale is introduced with a sympathetic tone. Hawthorne portrays Dimmesdale as a tormented man in order to get the audience to sympathize with him. By highlighting Dimmesdale’s “melancholy eyes” and overall timid nature, Hawthorne establishes the strange and internal fragility of the town’s revered minister (64). Since eyes are often a symbol of the soul, Hawthorne uses the description of Dimmesdale’s eyes in order to relate that it is, in fact, Dimmesdale’s soul that is so despondent. This disconsolate nature within such a high-ranking and well respected official alludes to a deeper conflict within Dimmesdale’s spirit. Such a conflict elicits a sympathetic tone from the narrator who, like most humans, pities those with deeply troubled souls....
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...“Normal” There is a time and place is what we are taught to think before we take action. If we are unable to do this successfully, we are thought to be a black sheep. I recognize this as I walk through the door of a 24-hour Starbucks during the middle of the night. Strangers are staying close to those who are familiar and keep to themselves, tinting a cool summer night with an uncomfortable silence similar to a library. Eyes wander; following the slightest movements of newcomers. When there is nothing to see, attention is moved elsewhere to something more unusual like the prostitute that just came in. She became pinned down by stares from those who recognized what she is. More than the standard three second stares and move on, bodies contort from where they sit. Eyebrows are raised; showing judgment of the subject that stands before them. Thoughts are running wild,” Wow so strange… I thought that the only place to see prostitutes are at random street corners… Gross… Doesn’t she know she would stand out at a place like this?... Poor thing…” Observing this, I realize that we are all so used to our own reality that, those who differ are considered unusual. She stands out against the crowd wearing all black. The cozy, romantic, lighting makes her appear as a slim silhouette among all of the random patterns and colors that surrounds her. Her face reveals an age varying from the mid to late forties, although, her body expresses an age greater than her own. The white contrasting...
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...The Café David sat at a small table in the corner, as he silently sipped his espresso. It was a light brown in color, almost resembling the wet earth of the night outside. The rain showered unremittingly upon the roof of the coffee shop. Despite the frequent noise of thunder that furiously sliced through the tranquil night, David sat oblivious to his surroundings. He held a small black notebook that appeared bizarrely tiny for his vast hands. He stood tall, of moderate build, and wore a thick, highly numbered, pair of glasses. His strange baby-face contrasted with his receding hairline, making it impossible to guess his age. He was well dressed in a black suit and tie, trousers, and a fine pair of polished black shoes. He was never someone who would stand out in a crowd. Even from far, one could notice that he was comfortable in his isolation, as he repetitively kept scribbling some notes into his tiny little book. He seemed to be always alone, but he was never lonely. A pretty young waitress came by, offering a refill for his coffee. Her nametag read Andrea. He nodded unsmilingly at her and got back to his book. The shop had large windows facing towards the East. The kitchen and the serving counter of the shop lined up against the opposite wall. As the tiny droplets of rain silently fell upon the thin glass of the large windows, the white lights of the café powerfully illuminated the entire room, large yet contrarily quaint. The kitchen had closed some time back...
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...PROCLAIM LIBERTY THROUGHOUT ALL THE LAND AND MAKE 2012 “A YEAR OF JUBILEE” ALL DEBTS ARE TO BE CANCELLED, with the wealth and land redistributed and returned to the people (Leviticus 25:10), thereby eliminating poverty (Deuteronomy 15:4). dddddddd During a Jubilee year, it is REQUIRED under The Law, that: Are you tired of being a debt slave to the war criminal banksters and their war criminal puppet politicians, who steal from you whilst doing NOTHING to protect you and your family's freedom, safety and prosperity? Looking around us, we can all see now that things just keep getting worse... Economic collapse. Increasing poverty, crime and injustice. Senseless wars, strange diseases and disasters. False flag events THEY* orchestrate, such as 9/11, and 7/7, all rapidly leading us to WW3 and Armageddon. The only logical conclusion that can be made when considering these facts, is that staying the course down this current path of self-destruction will not lead to survival. The ONLY solution, is to get rid of all this man-made legislation and return to living in safety, freedom and prosperity under God's Perfect Laws of Liberty. There is absolutely NO other option if you want to survive. that God gave us expressly forbids mankind from legislating all of these evil rules that benefit the richest 1% at the expense of the 99% (i.e. YOU). The Supreme & ONLY TRUE LAW of the land, given to us by The Ruler of the Universe, designed to protect us from evil and reinstating it is not only...
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...hear when you enter the door you hear teacher saying “Welcome back student” The teacher looked so happy to see us but some students looked like they haven’t sleep the all summer and some of them 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...
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...They struggled to make ends meet, making them work day and night to provide my brother and I with education, shelter, food, and all the other necessities we needed. As I grew from a little 7 year old to a 17 year old, I saw my parents’ hairs beginning to change color as color would sweep leaves in months of Autumn. Their eyes began to seem hollower, their smiles weaker, and their faces drained of color. I rarely saw my father who worked multiple jobs to maintain food on the table. In the innocent age, I wanted nothing but to own a bank to shower my parents with all the money in the world. As time passed by and my ability to speak English improved, I became not only their daughter, but their translator as well. From around age 9, with the little broken English I knew, I assisted...
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