Now I want you to re-read your favorite piece from the term and tell me why you like it. If it's from early on, tell me how you see it now that you have other ways to think about it. If it's from later, did knowing some things from our assignments influence your enjoyment? Whatever else you say, please include some research. Look for interviews with the author, especially if the piece is specifically mentioned. Maybe you can find a book written about the author or that talks about the story/poem/essay. Maybe your research can be about the topic in its era. A sci-fi piece from the mid-century had certain societal expectations of what our future would look like. A story about the course of true love never running smooth is also a topic that has been viewed differently as society has changed.
Try to speak of your favorite piece with a scholarly enthusiasm rather than just an over-coffee recommendation style. Try to smoothly work the research into your own opinions. Give me two (2) or more pages of your best.
A Wagner Matinée
By WILLA SIBERT CATHER
I RECEIVED one morning a letter, written in pale ink, on glassy, blue-lined note-paper, and bearing the postmark of a little Nebraska village. This communication, worn and rubbed, looking as though it had been carried for some days in a coat-pocket that was none too clean, was from my Uncle Howard. It informed me that his wife had been left a small legacy by a bachelor relative who had recently died, and that it had become necessary for her to come to Boston to attend to the settling of the estate. He requested me to meet her at the station, and render her whatever services might prove necessary. On examining the date indicated as that of her arrival, I found it no later than to-morrow. He had characteristically delayed writing until, had I been away from home for a day, I must have missed the good woman altogether.
The name of my Aunt Georgiana called up not alone her own figure, at once pathetic and grotesque, but opened before my feet a gulf of recollections so wide and deep that, as the letter dropped from my hand, I felt suddenly a stranger to all the present conditions of my existence, wholly ill at ease and out of place amid the surroundings of my study. I became, in short, the gangling farmer-boy my aunt had known, scourged with chilblains and bashfulness, my hands cracked and raw from the corn husking. I felt the knuckles of my thumb tentatively, as though they were raw again. I sat again before her parlor organ, thumbing the scales with my stiff, red hands, while she beside me made canvas mittens for the huskers.
The next morning, after preparing my landlady somewhat, I set out for the station. When the train arrived I had some difficulty in finding my aunt. She was the last of the passengers to alight, and when I got her into the carriage she looked not unlike one of those charred, smoked bodies that firemen lift from the
débris
of a burned building. She had come all the way in a day coac.
Dracula is an 1897 Gothic horror novel by Irish author Bram Stoker. Famous for introducing the character of the vampire Count Dracula, the novel tells the story of Dracula's attempt to move from Transylvania to England, and the battle between Dracula and a small group of men and women led by Professor Abraham Van Helsing.
Dracula has been assigned to many literary genres including vampire literature, horror fiction, the gothic novel and invasion literature. The novel touches on themes such as the role of women in Victorian culture, sexual conventions, immigration, colonialism, and post-colonialism. Although Stoker did not invent the vampire, he defined its modern form, and the novel has spawned numerous theatrical, film and television interpretations.
The Story of an Hour Kate Chopin (1894)Knowing that Mrs..docxsarah98765
"The Story of an Hour"
Kate Chopin (1894)
Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart trouble, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband's death.
It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her. It was he who had been in the newspaper office when intelligence of the railroad disaster was received, with Brently Mallard's name leading the list of "killed." He had only taken the time to assure himself of its truth by a second telegram, and had hastened to forestall any less careful, less tender friend in bearing the sad message.
She did not hear the story as many women have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance. She wept at once, with sudden, wild abandonment, in her sister's arms. When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone. She would have no one follow her.
There stood, facing the open window, a comfortable, roomy armchair. Into this she sank, pressed down by a physical exhaustion that haunted her body and seemed to reach into her soul.
She could see in the open square before her house the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life. The delicious breath of rain was in the air. In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which someone was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.
There were patches of blue sky showing here and there through the clouds that had met and piled one above the other in the west facing her window.
She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.
She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. But now there was a dull stare in her eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder on one of those patches of blue sky. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought.
There was something coming to her and she was waiting for it, fearfully. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. But she felt it, creeping out of the sky, reaching toward her through the sounds, the scents, the color that filled the air.
Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously. She was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will--as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been. When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under her breath: "free, free, free!" The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and.
A Model of a Response Paper(This is just a model to guide you—in.docxransayo
A Model of a Response Paper
(This is just a model to guide you—in addition to the Guidelines—through the writing of the paper for the short-story unit)
Read carefully the following passage from Eudora Welty’s “A Worn Path.” In it the protagonist, Phoenix Jackson, also known as Grandma Phoenix, is very close to her destination, almost at the end of her long, lonely trip.
A black dog with a lolling tongue came up out of the weeds by the ditch. She was meditating, and not ready, and when he came at her she only hit him a little with her cane. Over she went in the ditch, like a little puff of milkweed.
Down there, her senses drifted away. A dream visited her, and she reached her hand up, but nothing reached down and gave her a pull. […]
A white man finally came along and found her—a hunter, a young man, with his dog on a chain.
“Well, Granny!” he laughed. “What are you doing there?”
“Lying on my back like a June-bug waiting to be turned over, mister,” she said, reaching up her hand.
He lifted her up, gave her a swing in the air, and set her down. “Anything broken, Granny?’
“No, sir, them old dead weeds is springy enough,” said Phoenix, when she had got her breath. “I thank you for your trouble.”
“Where do you live, Granny?” he asked while the two dogs were growling at each other.
“Away back yonder, sir, behind the ridge. You can’t even see it from here.”
“On your way home?”
“No sir, going to town.”
“Why, that’s too far!”[…] “Now you go home, Granny.”
“I bound to go to town, mister,” said Phoenix. “The time come around.”
He gave another laugh, filling the whole landscape. “I know you old colored people! Wouldn’t miss going to town to see Santa Claus!”
(The Collected Stories of Eudora Welty, 1983)
Write a formal essay in which you comment on the significance of Grandma’s encounter with the hunter within the context of the entire story. Be sure to include the following:
· a clear thesis;
· a summary of the story;
· a description of the protagonist, including both appearance and character;
· the role of the moment captured in this passage in terms of the story’s trajectory, as well as character and theme development;
· appropriate and correct paraphrases and citations in support of your ideas and the literary concepts you use.
Preparatory Writing (brainstorming)
· old, heavy woman vs. the unexpected treachery of the long known path on a very cold day
· the urgency and nobility of the goal: to save the life of a helpless human being—not known to the reader until the end of the story, in the health clinic, after the encounter with hunter
· her first loss of consciousness—the child’s hand pulls her back
· hunter is first person she runs into: matter-of-fact, helpful, but dismissive, he belittles her effort
· hunter’s language is mundane vs. mythical dimensions in protagonist’s vernacular
Model Response
Before Christmas, Old Phoenix Jackson, the protagonist of Eudora Welty’s story “A Worn Path,”.
"Fade to Orange" is a narrative I developed whilst talking Advanced Fiction Workshop during Spring 2017. The full story, projected to be 200 pages, tracks the life of Amir Dabiri -- now a disillusioned thirty-four-year-old producer -- as he reflects on his adolesence, and in particular, the year he spent studying film in Prague. That year, he began an intimate, tumultuous, and ultimately transformational relationship with a fellow student named Catherine, whose radical views on life and love would inspire Amir to shift his attitude towards his family and himself. Yet as the program ends and Amir and Catherine face overseas distance, their relationship unravels -- due to mistakes Amir has only begun to confront. In present day, Amir's reflections on the misjudgments of his youth prepare him for a difficult meeting: his first time seeing Catherine, a new hire to his company, in ten years.
Cain's Jawbone Book by E. Powys MathersAnushka112464
Cain's Jawbone is a murder mystery puzzle written by Edward Powys Mathers under the pseudonym "Torquemada". The puzzle was first published in 1934 as part of The Torquemada Puzzle Book. In 2019, crowdfunding publisher Unbound published a new stand-alone edition of the puzzle in collaboration with the charity The Laurence Sterne Trust.
Both editions, when published, were accompanied by a competition that offered a cash prize to the first reader to solve the puzzle. Cain's Jawbone has been described as "one of the hardest and most beguiling word puzzles ever published."
The phrase Cain's Jawbone refers to the Biblical stories of Cain, Abel and Samson.
The puzzle consists of a 100-page prose narrative with its pages arranged in the wrong order. The first edition is part of a hardback book. The second edition is a boxed set of page cards. Here, you find the digital copy To solve the puzzle, the reader must determine the correct order of the pages and also the names of the murderers and victims within the story. The story's text includes a large number of quotations, references, puns, Spoonerisms and other word games. The pages can be arranged in 9.33×10157 (factorial of 100) possible combinations, but there is only one correct order. The solution to the puzzle has never been made public.
When the puzzle was first published in 1934, a prize of £15 was offered to the first reader who could re-order the pages and provide an account of the six persons murdered in Cain's Jawbone and the full names of their murderers. Two people, Mr S. Sydney-Turner and Mr W. S. Kennedy, solved the puzzle in 1935 and won £25 each.
The publishers of the 2019 edition ran the competition a second time, saying "The prize of £1,000 (roughly how much £15 was worth in 1934) will be given to the first reader to provide the names of the murderers and the murdered, the correct order of the pages and a short explanation of how the solution was obtained. The competition will run for one year from the date of publication."
In November 2020 it was announced that comedian and crossword compiler John Finnemore had correctly solved the puzzle, doing so over six months during the COVID-19 lockdown. Finnemore said "The first time I had a look at it I quickly thought 'Oh this is just way beyond me.' The only way I'd even have a shot at it was if I were for some bizarre reason trapped in my own home for months on end, with nowhere to go and no one to see. Unfortunately, the universe heard me".
FRANNY AND ZOOEY
by J. D. Salinger
A Bantam Book
Copyright 1955, 1957, 1961, by J. D. Salinger
ISBN 0-553-20348-7
FRANNY
THOUGH brilliantly sunny, Saturday morning was overcoat weather again, not just
topcoat weather, as it had been all week and as everyone had hoped it would stay for the
big weekend— the weekend of the Yale game. Of the twenty-some young men who were
waiting at the station for their dates to arrive on the ten-fifty-two, no more than six or
seven were out on the cold, open platform. The rest were standing around in hatless,
smoky little groups of twos and threes and fours inside the heated waiting room, talking
in voices that, almost without exception, sounded collegiately dogmatic, as though each
young man, in his strident, conversational turn, was clearing up, once and for all, some
highly controversial issue, one that the outside, non-matriculating world had been
bungling, provocatively or not, for centuries.
Lane Coutell, in a Burberry raincoat that apparently had a wool liner buttoned into it,
was one of the six or seven boys out on the open platform. Or, rather, he was and he
wasn't one of them. For ten minutes or more, he had deliberately been standing just out of
conversation range of the other boys, his back against the free Christian Science literature
rack, his ungloved hands in his coat pockets. He was wearing a maroon cashmere muffler
which had hiked up on his neck, giving him next to no protection against the cold.
Abruptly, and rather absently, he took his right hand out of his coat pocket and started to
adjust the muffler, but before it was adjusted, he changed his mind and used the same
hand to reach inside his coat and take out a letter from the inside pocket of his jacket. He
began to read it immediately, with his mouth not quite closed.
The letter was written—typewritten—on pale-blue notepaper. It had a handled,
unfresh look, as if it had been taken out of its envelope and read several times before:
Tuesday I think
DEAREST LANE,
I have no idea if you will be able to decipher this as the noise in the dorm is
absolutely incredible tonight and I can hardly hear myself think. So if I spell anything
wrong kindly have the kindness to overlook it. Incidentally I've taken your advice and
resorted to the dictionary a lot lately, so if it cramps my style your to blame. Anyway I
just got your beautiful letter and I love you to pieces, distraction, etc., and can hardly wait
for the weekend. It's too bad about not being able to get ,me in Croft House, but I don't
actually care where I stay as long as it's warm and no bugs and I see you occasionally, i.e.
every single minute. I've been going i.e. crazy lately. I absolutely adore your letter,
especially the part about Eliot. I think I'm beginning to look down on all poets except
Sappho. I've been reading her like mad, and no vulgar remarks, please. I may even do my
term thing on her if I dec ...
6Lu Xun (1881 - 1936)Diary of a MadmanChineseModernismDrhetttrevannion
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Lu Xun (1881 - 1936)
Diary of a MadmanChineseModernism
"Diary of a Madman" is a famous short story by Lu Xun, who is regarded as a great writer of modern Chinese literature. Lu Xun (surname: Lu, and the pen name of Zhou Shuren) was a short story writer, translator, essayist, and literary scholar. Although Lu was educated in the Confucian tradition when he was young, he later received a modern western education; he studied modern medicine in Japan and was exposed to western literature (including English, German, and Russian literatures). In 1918, "Diary of a Madman" was published in New Youth, a magazine of the New Culture Movement that promoted democracy, egalitarianism, vernacular literature, individual freedom, and women's rights. Inspired by the Russian writer Nikolai Gogol's story of the same title, Lu wrote this story, which is the first western-style story in vernacular Chinese. The cannibalistic society that the madman narrator sees is generally interpreted as a satirical allegory of traditional Chinese society based on Confucianism. Although Lu and his works were associated with leftist ideas (and Mao Zedong favored Lu's works), Lu never joined the Communist Party of China. The English translations of this short story include a version by William A. Lyell, a former professor of Chinese at Stanford University.Consider while reading:What elements of detective fiction does Borges include in "The Garden of Forking Paths"?How does having multiple possible outcomes influence the resolution of the text?How does Borges use the symbolism of the labyrinth?Borges is known for his use of magical realism and his work in the science fiction genre. How does Borges incorporate magical realism into "The Garden of the Forking Paths?" What effect does it create?
Kwon, Kyounghye. (n.d.). Compact Anthology of World Literature: The 17th and 18th Centuries (Part 6). Dahlonega, GA: University of North Georgia Press.
CC-BY-SA.
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THE GARDEN PARTY
License: Public Domain
Katherine Mansfield
And after all the weather was ideal. They could not have had a more perfect
day for a garden-party if they had ordered it. Windless, warm, the sky without a
cloud. Only the blue was veiled with a haze of light gold, as it is sometimes in
early summer. The gardener had been up since dawn, mowing the lawns and
sweeping them, until the grass and the dark flat rosettes where the daisy plants
had been seemed to shine. As for the roses, you could not help feeling they
understood that roses are the only flowers that impress people at garden-parties;
the only flowers that everybody is certain of knowing. Hundreds, yes, literally
hundreds, had come out in a single night; the green bushes bowed down as
though they had been visited by archangels.
Breakfast was not yet over before the men came to put up the marquee.
"Where do you want the marquee put, mother?"
"My dear child, it's no use asking me. I'm determined to leave everything to
you children this year. Forget I ...
One way to improve your verbal communication is to own your thoughts.docxjuliennehar
One way to improve your verbal communication is to own your thoughts and feelings.
You-language
is a way of speaking that projects responsibility onto another person and tends to be judgmental.
I-language
, on the other hand, is a way of speaking that owns responsibility and is descriptive rather than judgmental. Study the following example:
You-language statement
I-language statement
"You make me so mad!"
"I feel very angry when you interrupt me when I'm telling a story."
Complete the following two parts of your written assignment in one Word document. First, show your skill at translating You-language messages into I-language messages. Secondly, apply this skill to your own communication.
Part 1
Translate the following
You-language
statements into
I-language
messages.
Sentences to be translated:
You are so selfish.
You don't understand a word I'm saying.
You are too nosy; mind your own business.
You totally humiliated me in front of our friends.
You never help me around the house.
Part 2
Think of a You-language statement that you find yourself using when you communicate with a friend, family member, spouse, or romantic partner. Compose a paragraph that explains the situation in which you have used this You-language message. Consider how you would translate this You-language statement into an I-language message.
.
One paragraphHas your family experienced significant upward or .docxjuliennehar
One paragraph:
Has your family experienced significant upward or downward mobility over the past three or four generations? How do you think your values and behavior might differ had you experienced the opposite pattern of mobility? How might it have been different had your family been of a different ethnic or racial origin?
One para:
One of the more interesting topics of study is the area of deviance and social control. Choose a form of deviance with which you are familiar (not necessarily something you’ve done, but something someone you know did) and discuss why society views that behavior as deviant and whether perceptions of that behavior have changed over time. Explain which theory of deviance you think works best for understanding the deviant behavior you’ve chosen to discuss
.
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Dracula has been assigned to many literary genres including vampire literature, horror fiction, the gothic novel and invasion literature. The novel touches on themes such as the role of women in Victorian culture, sexual conventions, immigration, colonialism, and post-colonialism. Although Stoker did not invent the vampire, he defined its modern form, and the novel has spawned numerous theatrical, film and television interpretations.
The Story of an Hour Kate Chopin (1894)Knowing that Mrs..docxsarah98765
"The Story of an Hour"
Kate Chopin (1894)
Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart trouble, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband's death.
It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her. It was he who had been in the newspaper office when intelligence of the railroad disaster was received, with Brently Mallard's name leading the list of "killed." He had only taken the time to assure himself of its truth by a second telegram, and had hastened to forestall any less careful, less tender friend in bearing the sad message.
She did not hear the story as many women have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance. She wept at once, with sudden, wild abandonment, in her sister's arms. When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone. She would have no one follow her.
There stood, facing the open window, a comfortable, roomy armchair. Into this she sank, pressed down by a physical exhaustion that haunted her body and seemed to reach into her soul.
She could see in the open square before her house the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life. The delicious breath of rain was in the air. In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which someone was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.
There were patches of blue sky showing here and there through the clouds that had met and piled one above the other in the west facing her window.
She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.
She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. But now there was a dull stare in her eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder on one of those patches of blue sky. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought.
There was something coming to her and she was waiting for it, fearfully. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. But she felt it, creeping out of the sky, reaching toward her through the sounds, the scents, the color that filled the air.
Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously. She was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will--as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been. When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under her breath: "free, free, free!" The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and.
A Model of a Response Paper(This is just a model to guide you—in.docxransayo
A Model of a Response Paper
(This is just a model to guide you—in addition to the Guidelines—through the writing of the paper for the short-story unit)
Read carefully the following passage from Eudora Welty’s “A Worn Path.” In it the protagonist, Phoenix Jackson, also known as Grandma Phoenix, is very close to her destination, almost at the end of her long, lonely trip.
A black dog with a lolling tongue came up out of the weeds by the ditch. She was meditating, and not ready, and when he came at her she only hit him a little with her cane. Over she went in the ditch, like a little puff of milkweed.
Down there, her senses drifted away. A dream visited her, and she reached her hand up, but nothing reached down and gave her a pull. […]
A white man finally came along and found her—a hunter, a young man, with his dog on a chain.
“Well, Granny!” he laughed. “What are you doing there?”
“Lying on my back like a June-bug waiting to be turned over, mister,” she said, reaching up her hand.
He lifted her up, gave her a swing in the air, and set her down. “Anything broken, Granny?’
“No, sir, them old dead weeds is springy enough,” said Phoenix, when she had got her breath. “I thank you for your trouble.”
“Where do you live, Granny?” he asked while the two dogs were growling at each other.
“Away back yonder, sir, behind the ridge. You can’t even see it from here.”
“On your way home?”
“No sir, going to town.”
“Why, that’s too far!”[…] “Now you go home, Granny.”
“I bound to go to town, mister,” said Phoenix. “The time come around.”
He gave another laugh, filling the whole landscape. “I know you old colored people! Wouldn’t miss going to town to see Santa Claus!”
(The Collected Stories of Eudora Welty, 1983)
Write a formal essay in which you comment on the significance of Grandma’s encounter with the hunter within the context of the entire story. Be sure to include the following:
· a clear thesis;
· a summary of the story;
· a description of the protagonist, including both appearance and character;
· the role of the moment captured in this passage in terms of the story’s trajectory, as well as character and theme development;
· appropriate and correct paraphrases and citations in support of your ideas and the literary concepts you use.
Preparatory Writing (brainstorming)
· old, heavy woman vs. the unexpected treachery of the long known path on a very cold day
· the urgency and nobility of the goal: to save the life of a helpless human being—not known to the reader until the end of the story, in the health clinic, after the encounter with hunter
· her first loss of consciousness—the child’s hand pulls her back
· hunter is first person she runs into: matter-of-fact, helpful, but dismissive, he belittles her effort
· hunter’s language is mundane vs. mythical dimensions in protagonist’s vernacular
Model Response
Before Christmas, Old Phoenix Jackson, the protagonist of Eudora Welty’s story “A Worn Path,”.
"Fade to Orange" is a narrative I developed whilst talking Advanced Fiction Workshop during Spring 2017. The full story, projected to be 200 pages, tracks the life of Amir Dabiri -- now a disillusioned thirty-four-year-old producer -- as he reflects on his adolesence, and in particular, the year he spent studying film in Prague. That year, he began an intimate, tumultuous, and ultimately transformational relationship with a fellow student named Catherine, whose radical views on life and love would inspire Amir to shift his attitude towards his family and himself. Yet as the program ends and Amir and Catherine face overseas distance, their relationship unravels -- due to mistakes Amir has only begun to confront. In present day, Amir's reflections on the misjudgments of his youth prepare him for a difficult meeting: his first time seeing Catherine, a new hire to his company, in ten years.
Cain's Jawbone Book by E. Powys MathersAnushka112464
Cain's Jawbone is a murder mystery puzzle written by Edward Powys Mathers under the pseudonym "Torquemada". The puzzle was first published in 1934 as part of The Torquemada Puzzle Book. In 2019, crowdfunding publisher Unbound published a new stand-alone edition of the puzzle in collaboration with the charity The Laurence Sterne Trust.
Both editions, when published, were accompanied by a competition that offered a cash prize to the first reader to solve the puzzle. Cain's Jawbone has been described as "one of the hardest and most beguiling word puzzles ever published."
The phrase Cain's Jawbone refers to the Biblical stories of Cain, Abel and Samson.
The puzzle consists of a 100-page prose narrative with its pages arranged in the wrong order. The first edition is part of a hardback book. The second edition is a boxed set of page cards. Here, you find the digital copy To solve the puzzle, the reader must determine the correct order of the pages and also the names of the murderers and victims within the story. The story's text includes a large number of quotations, references, puns, Spoonerisms and other word games. The pages can be arranged in 9.33×10157 (factorial of 100) possible combinations, but there is only one correct order. The solution to the puzzle has never been made public.
When the puzzle was first published in 1934, a prize of £15 was offered to the first reader who could re-order the pages and provide an account of the six persons murdered in Cain's Jawbone and the full names of their murderers. Two people, Mr S. Sydney-Turner and Mr W. S. Kennedy, solved the puzzle in 1935 and won £25 each.
The publishers of the 2019 edition ran the competition a second time, saying "The prize of £1,000 (roughly how much £15 was worth in 1934) will be given to the first reader to provide the names of the murderers and the murdered, the correct order of the pages and a short explanation of how the solution was obtained. The competition will run for one year from the date of publication."
In November 2020 it was announced that comedian and crossword compiler John Finnemore had correctly solved the puzzle, doing so over six months during the COVID-19 lockdown. Finnemore said "The first time I had a look at it I quickly thought 'Oh this is just way beyond me.' The only way I'd even have a shot at it was if I were for some bizarre reason trapped in my own home for months on end, with nowhere to go and no one to see. Unfortunately, the universe heard me".
FRANNY AND ZOOEY
by J. D. Salinger
A Bantam Book
Copyright 1955, 1957, 1961, by J. D. Salinger
ISBN 0-553-20348-7
FRANNY
THOUGH brilliantly sunny, Saturday morning was overcoat weather again, not just
topcoat weather, as it had been all week and as everyone had hoped it would stay for the
big weekend— the weekend of the Yale game. Of the twenty-some young men who were
waiting at the station for their dates to arrive on the ten-fifty-two, no more than six or
seven were out on the cold, open platform. The rest were standing around in hatless,
smoky little groups of twos and threes and fours inside the heated waiting room, talking
in voices that, almost without exception, sounded collegiately dogmatic, as though each
young man, in his strident, conversational turn, was clearing up, once and for all, some
highly controversial issue, one that the outside, non-matriculating world had been
bungling, provocatively or not, for centuries.
Lane Coutell, in a Burberry raincoat that apparently had a wool liner buttoned into it,
was one of the six or seven boys out on the open platform. Or, rather, he was and he
wasn't one of them. For ten minutes or more, he had deliberately been standing just out of
conversation range of the other boys, his back against the free Christian Science literature
rack, his ungloved hands in his coat pockets. He was wearing a maroon cashmere muffler
which had hiked up on his neck, giving him next to no protection against the cold.
Abruptly, and rather absently, he took his right hand out of his coat pocket and started to
adjust the muffler, but before it was adjusted, he changed his mind and used the same
hand to reach inside his coat and take out a letter from the inside pocket of his jacket. He
began to read it immediately, with his mouth not quite closed.
The letter was written—typewritten—on pale-blue notepaper. It had a handled,
unfresh look, as if it had been taken out of its envelope and read several times before:
Tuesday I think
DEAREST LANE,
I have no idea if you will be able to decipher this as the noise in the dorm is
absolutely incredible tonight and I can hardly hear myself think. So if I spell anything
wrong kindly have the kindness to overlook it. Incidentally I've taken your advice and
resorted to the dictionary a lot lately, so if it cramps my style your to blame. Anyway I
just got your beautiful letter and I love you to pieces, distraction, etc., and can hardly wait
for the weekend. It's too bad about not being able to get ,me in Croft House, but I don't
actually care where I stay as long as it's warm and no bugs and I see you occasionally, i.e.
every single minute. I've been going i.e. crazy lately. I absolutely adore your letter,
especially the part about Eliot. I think I'm beginning to look down on all poets except
Sappho. I've been reading her like mad, and no vulgar remarks, please. I may even do my
term thing on her if I dec ...
6Lu Xun (1881 - 1936)Diary of a MadmanChineseModernismDrhetttrevannion
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Lu Xun (1881 - 1936)
Diary of a MadmanChineseModernism
"Diary of a Madman" is a famous short story by Lu Xun, who is regarded as a great writer of modern Chinese literature. Lu Xun (surname: Lu, and the pen name of Zhou Shuren) was a short story writer, translator, essayist, and literary scholar. Although Lu was educated in the Confucian tradition when he was young, he later received a modern western education; he studied modern medicine in Japan and was exposed to western literature (including English, German, and Russian literatures). In 1918, "Diary of a Madman" was published in New Youth, a magazine of the New Culture Movement that promoted democracy, egalitarianism, vernacular literature, individual freedom, and women's rights. Inspired by the Russian writer Nikolai Gogol's story of the same title, Lu wrote this story, which is the first western-style story in vernacular Chinese. The cannibalistic society that the madman narrator sees is generally interpreted as a satirical allegory of traditional Chinese society based on Confucianism. Although Lu and his works were associated with leftist ideas (and Mao Zedong favored Lu's works), Lu never joined the Communist Party of China. The English translations of this short story include a version by William A. Lyell, a former professor of Chinese at Stanford University.Consider while reading:What elements of detective fiction does Borges include in "The Garden of Forking Paths"?How does having multiple possible outcomes influence the resolution of the text?How does Borges use the symbolism of the labyrinth?Borges is known for his use of magical realism and his work in the science fiction genre. How does Borges incorporate magical realism into "The Garden of the Forking Paths?" What effect does it create?
Kwon, Kyounghye. (n.d.). Compact Anthology of World Literature: The 17th and 18th Centuries (Part 6). Dahlonega, GA: University of North Georgia Press.
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THE GARDEN PARTY
License: Public Domain
Katherine Mansfield
And after all the weather was ideal. They could not have had a more perfect
day for a garden-party if they had ordered it. Windless, warm, the sky without a
cloud. Only the blue was veiled with a haze of light gold, as it is sometimes in
early summer. The gardener had been up since dawn, mowing the lawns and
sweeping them, until the grass and the dark flat rosettes where the daisy plants
had been seemed to shine. As for the roses, you could not help feeling they
understood that roses are the only flowers that impress people at garden-parties;
the only flowers that everybody is certain of knowing. Hundreds, yes, literally
hundreds, had come out in a single night; the green bushes bowed down as
though they had been visited by archangels.
Breakfast was not yet over before the men came to put up the marquee.
"Where do you want the marquee put, mother?"
"My dear child, it's no use asking me. I'm determined to leave everything to
you children this year. Forget I ...
One way to improve your verbal communication is to own your thoughts.docxjuliennehar
One way to improve your verbal communication is to own your thoughts and feelings.
You-language
is a way of speaking that projects responsibility onto another person and tends to be judgmental.
I-language
, on the other hand, is a way of speaking that owns responsibility and is descriptive rather than judgmental. Study the following example:
You-language statement
I-language statement
"You make me so mad!"
"I feel very angry when you interrupt me when I'm telling a story."
Complete the following two parts of your written assignment in one Word document. First, show your skill at translating You-language messages into I-language messages. Secondly, apply this skill to your own communication.
Part 1
Translate the following
You-language
statements into
I-language
messages.
Sentences to be translated:
You are so selfish.
You don't understand a word I'm saying.
You are too nosy; mind your own business.
You totally humiliated me in front of our friends.
You never help me around the house.
Part 2
Think of a You-language statement that you find yourself using when you communicate with a friend, family member, spouse, or romantic partner. Compose a paragraph that explains the situation in which you have used this You-language message. Consider how you would translate this You-language statement into an I-language message.
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One paragraphHas your family experienced significant upward or .docxjuliennehar
One paragraph:
Has your family experienced significant upward or downward mobility over the past three or four generations? How do you think your values and behavior might differ had you experienced the opposite pattern of mobility? How might it have been different had your family been of a different ethnic or racial origin?
One para:
One of the more interesting topics of study is the area of deviance and social control. Choose a form of deviance with which you are familiar (not necessarily something you’ve done, but something someone you know did) and discuss why society views that behavior as deviant and whether perceptions of that behavior have changed over time. Explain which theory of deviance you think works best for understanding the deviant behavior you’ve chosen to discuss
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one paragraph for each conceptoriginal workSocial Stratifica.docxjuliennehar
one paragraph for
each concept
original work
Social Stratification
What is social stratification? How is social class connected to social stratification? Summarize the four systems of stratification (provide examples of each). Which stratification system(s) is likely to be
open and/or closed
? Which systems reflect ascribed and/or achieved status? Explain.
Means of Production
For Karl Marx, what is the
means of production
and who owns the means of production (explain and give examples)? Distinguish among the bourgeoisie and the proletariat. What is their relationship to the means of production? Finally, describe and explain the following terms: class consciousness, dominant ideology and false consciousness.
Weber's Definitions of Class, Status Group & Party
Distinguish among Weber’s usage of the following terms: class, status group and party. Provide examples of each. Contrast Weber and Marx’s views of social class.
Cultural Capital
How is cultural capital linked to class differences? How is cultural capital linked to power differences? Explain. Discuss cultural capital in relation to material, social and cultural resources. How is cultural capital expressed in attire, housing, vacations, food and sport?
Note
: Review the following terms: relative poverty, absolute poverty, socioeconomic status (SES), prestige and esteem.
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one pageExamine the importance of popular culture and technology.docxjuliennehar
one page
Examine the importance of popular culture and technology in the lives of all Americans, tracing thisgrowth since the 1870s.
Hint: There are two ways to organize the topics•Two topics: (1) popular culture and (2)
technology•Specific technologies and forms of culture•Automobiles•Movies•Electrical energy•Religion•Ethnic culturalism
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One-half pageWhat accounts are included in the revenue cycleD.docxjuliennehar
One-half page
What accounts are included in the revenue cycle?
Discuss the U.S. Securities Exchange Commission's (SEC) criteria for revenue recognition.
How would internal controls impact your audit?
What types of tests would you utilize to test the internal controls for the revenue cycle?
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One way chemists use to determine the molecular weight of large biom.docxjuliennehar
One way chemists use to determine the molecular weight of large biomolecules was to dissolve a small portion of the molecule into a solution and measure the omsmotic pressure.When 5.0 mg of an unknown covalent molecule is dissolved into 100mL of water at 25C the resulting increase in osmotic pressure 1.70*10^-4 atm. What is the closest result to the molecular weight of the unknown compound?
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One page paper answering following questions. Describe the charact.docxjuliennehar
One page paper answering following questions.
Describe the characteristics of behavioral problems and the importance of reducing and preventing problems in the preschool classroom
Identify strategies for reducing and preventing behavioral problems in the preschool classroom
Describe techniques that facilitate quality care for a specific age group of young children with special needs
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One page on Applying Platos Allegory of the Cave in the light o.docxjuliennehar
One page on Applying Plato's Allegory of the Cave in the light of the current fixation with digital media and platforms.
One page on one-page essay explaining Reid's critique of Hume's skepticism.
Plato
https://iep.utm.edu/plato/ (Links to an external site.)
Plato: The Republic: Allegory of the Cave (see Book VII)
https://iep.utm.edu/republic/
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one page in APA format.Using the Competing Values Framework, how w.docxjuliennehar
one page in APA format.
Using the Competing Values Framework, how would you categorize the culture in your organization or an organization for which you have previously worked and was it effective? Why or why not?
What do you think is your primary ethical perspective when making decisions?
How do you think organizational culture impacts ethics and how do the ethics exhibited by an organization impact the organizational culture?
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One more source needs to be added to the ppt. There is a 5-6 min spe.docxjuliennehar
One more source needs to be added to the ppt. There is a 5-6 min speech based on the ppt. Update the statistics and give me the article title, the name of the source where you found the statistic. All the sources have to be current, published in the last 2 years. have to put the sources on everything he mentions. All samples and the formats are attached. Mosso is his speech, needts to be reformatted..
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One of the recent developments facing the public administration of c.docxjuliennehar
One of the recent developments facing the public administration of corrections is that there has been an increasing call by public officials and the citizenry to privatize the prison systems in the United States. Discuss the following in regard to this:
First, from the perspective of a public-sector correctional administrator, make 2 arguments for keeping the jails in public hands.
Second, from the perspective of a private-sector correctional facility manager make 2 arguments for turning the correctional system over to the private correctional industry.
Briefly discuss the types of challenges that each sector—both public and private—may face.
Are there any legal issues, either criminal or civil, that need to be addressed before privatization can occur?
Support your viewpoints from your readings and other appropriate outside sources, in APA format.
5 pages. APA formet. 5 sources cited throughout the paper. Reference page and Abstract. Please no Plagerism.
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One of the most important functions (protocols) in a packet-switched.docxjuliennehar
One of the most important functions (protocols) in a packet-switched network is
ROUTING.
An array of routing algorithms have been invented, and many of them implemented.
With respect to routing, the Internet is composed of inter-connected regions called autonomous systems (AS). There are 2 layers of routing in the Internet: interior and exterior routing. An interior routing protocol (IRP) operates within an AS. An exterior routing protocol (ERP) operates between AS's. IRP's and ERP's have evolved. Routing protocols may have serious security vulnerabilities that could potentially be exploited by hackers. CISCO has monopolized the router market, but is facing increasing foreign competition.
Discuss routing in
the Internet and other
networks (algorithms, standards, implementations, quality-of-service, security risks, router trends, etc.) .
Answer must be atleast 300 words
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One of the main themes of this course has been culture as an on-goin.docxjuliennehar
One of the main themes of this course has been culture as an on-going process of adoption and adaptation. Give at least two examples of adoption and adaptation in pre-modern Korea and discuss the significance of those examples for the often-expressed view that pre-modern Korean culture is simply an imitation of Chinese culture.
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One of the main political separations that divide people today is Li.docxjuliennehar
One of the main political separations that divide people today is Liberal versus Conservative. These two sides have very distinct views on many educational issues. Based on your assigned group, listed below by last name, describe the liberal and conservative perspectives on your specific educational issue
Multiculturalism (Last name begins with A-L)
What roles have these views played in either creating or shaping current educational policy?
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One of the very first cases that caught Freud’s attention when he wa.docxjuliennehar
One of the very first cases that caught Freud’s attention when he was starting to develop his psychoanalytic theory was that of Anna O, a patient of fellow psychiatrist Josef Breuer. Although Freud did not directly treat her, he did thoroughly analyze her case as he was fascinated by the fact that her hysteria was “cured” by Breuer. It is her case that he believes was the beginning of the psychoanalytic approach.
Through your analysis of this case, you will not only look deeper into Freud’s psychoanalytic theory but also see how Jung’s neo-psychoanalytic theory compares and contrasts with Freud’s theory.
Review the following:
The Case of Anna O.
One of the first cases that inspired Freud in the development of what would eventually become the Psychoanalytic Theory was the case of Anna O. Anna O. was actually a patient of one of Freud’s colleagues Josef Breuer. Using Breuer’s case notes, Freud was able to analyze the key facts of Anna O’s case.
Anna O. first developed her symptoms while she was taking care of her very ill father with whom she was extremely close. Some of her initial symptoms were loss of appetite to the extent of not eating, weakness, anemia, and development a severe nervous cough. Eventually she developed a severe optic headache and lost the ability to move her head, which then progressed into paralysis of both arms. Her symptoms were not solely physical as she would vacillate between a normal, mental state and a manic-type state in which she would become extremely agitated. There was even a notation of a time for which she hallucinated that the ribbons in her hair were snakes.
Toward the end of her father’s life she stopped speaking her native language of German and instead only spoke in English. A little over a year after she began taking care of her father he passed away. After his passing her symptoms grew to affect her vision, a loss of ability to focus her attention, more extreme hallucinations, and a number of suicidal attempts (Hurst, 1982).
Both Freud and Jung would acknowledge that unconscious processes are at work in this woman's problems. However, they would come to different conclusions about the origin of these problems and the method by which she should be treated.
Research Freud’s and Jung’s theories of personality using your textbook, the Internet, and the Argosy University online library resources. Based on your research, respond to the following:
Compare and contrast Freud's view of the unconscious with Jung's view and apply this case example in your explanations.
On what specific points would they agree and disagree regarding the purpose and manifestation of the unconscious in the case of Anna?
How might they each approach the treatment of Anna? What might be those specific interventions? How might Anna experience these interventions considering her history?
Write a 2–3-page paper in Word format. Apply APA standards to citation of sources. Use the following file naming convention: LastnameFirstInitial_M2_A.
One of the great benefits of the Apache web server is its wide range.docxjuliennehar
One of the great benefits of the Apache web server is its wide range of OS and platform support. Apache will run on any Unix-like OS (e.g. Linux, Unix, Mac, Solaris, and Berkeley Software Distribution (BSD) and most Windows OSs).
If you could pick any OS to run Apache on, which would you pick and why?
Once you select the OS, be sure to discuss the specifics in the steps you would take to install Apache on the operating system
.
Criteria for grading
* Quality of Initial Posting
* Writing mechanics ( Spelling, Grammar, APA) and Information Literacy
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One of the most difficult components of effective .docxjuliennehar
One of the most difficult components of effective management and leadership is uncertainty. Uncertainty exists everywhere in an organization. Each of the four functions of
management (planning, organizing, leading, and controlling) is affected by uncertainties that lie within an organization and its operations. However, many uncertainties that affect an
organization are external to the organization itself. These cannot always be controlled, but they must be planned for when possible, and adapted to when planning is not possible.
This final week contains a culmination of the concepts introduced throughout the course and is designed to help you think about future challenges involved in management.
Review previous resources as needed to prepare for your Signature Assignment.
Activity Resources:
No Activity Resource available.
Activity Description:
In a paper, discuss the following points:
1. Present an overall description of what management entails and how it is properly implemented in today’s fast paced business environment.
2. Describe and give examples of how the challenges managers face in today’s world are characterized by uncertainty, ambiguity, and sudden changes or
threats from the environment.
3. Describe the skills that are important for managers to have to be successful under these existing conditions.
4. Illustrate the qualities that are important to managers today to function under these conditions.
5. Relate the issues above to a scenario and assessment of yourself as a manager in 5 years. Include a vision of the organization you will be in and the role
you would like to play. Also include a discussion of steps you need to take to strengthen your skills to be successful in your desired managerial role.
Support your paper with minimum of five scholarly resources. In addition to these specified resources, other appropriate scholarly resources, including older
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One of the high points of the campaign will be a look to the future .docxjuliennehar
One of the high points of the campaign will be a look to the future of Healing Hands Hospital. Mr. Wood asks you to help the public relations committee come up with some ideas that can be used in the campaign of community education.
Create a PowerPoint presentation
(4–6 slides)
outlining some options that the future may hold for Healing Hands Hospital. Include the following information in your presentation:
Future health care trends
Technologies
Innovations
.
One of the most basic aims of human computer interaction has been sp.docxjuliennehar
One of the most basic aims of human computer interaction has been speech-recognition. The ability to talk to machines in common language, rather than through mechanical devices or artificial languages, has been a major desirable in business, education, government, and about every other field of endeavor. In the last few years, there have been enormous strides made by researchers and software engineers alike, and there are now effective products on the market that do a solid basic job. In fact, this particular text that you are now reading was entered into this course by your instructor using a voice-recognition program called Dragon Naturally Speaking. This entire paragraph was entered with only two errors that required correction.
As speech-recognition technology becomes more mature, it has been increasingly applied in many areas.
Assignment Expectations (50 points total)
After reading the course materials, prepare a paper discussing the following topics.
Discuss why HCI is important and has evolved to ensure that the needs of different kinds of users are taken into account in computer systems. Discuss the application of speech recognition as a tool for Human Computer Interaction
In this paper, please consider both current major issues in the field, and major future developments that hold promise.
Length:
Minimum 3–5 pages excluding cover page and references (since a page is about 300 words, this is approximately 900 –1,500 words).
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One of the most common workplace communication tools is a telephon.docxjuliennehar
One of the most common workplace communication tools is a telephone. What key principles should you keep in mind when conveying a message via phone versus communicating by email? Include a clear description of phone and email etiquette in your response.
Your response should be at least 200 words in length. You are required to use at least your textbook as source material for your response. All sources used, including the textbook, must be referenced; paraphrased and quoted material must have accompanying citations.
Anderson, L., & Bolt, S. (2011).
Professionalism: Skills for workplace success
(2nd ed., Pg. 82-84). Upper Saddle River, NJ: Prentice Hall.
.
Model Attribute Check Company Auto PropertyCeline George
In Odoo, the multi-company feature allows you to manage multiple companies within a single Odoo database instance. Each company can have its own configurations while still sharing common resources such as products, customers, and suppliers.
Palestine last event orientationfvgnh .pptxRaedMohamed3
An EFL lesson about the current events in Palestine. It is intended to be for intermediate students who wish to increase their listening skills through a short lesson in power point.
How to Make a Field invisible in Odoo 17Celine George
It is possible to hide or invisible some fields in odoo. Commonly using “invisible” attribute in the field definition to invisible the fields. This slide will show how to make a field invisible in odoo 17.
June 3, 2024 Anti-Semitism Letter Sent to MIT President Kornbluth and MIT Cor...Levi Shapiro
Letter from the Congress of the United States regarding Anti-Semitism sent June 3rd to MIT President Sally Kornbluth, MIT Corp Chair, Mark Gorenberg
Dear Dr. Kornbluth and Mr. Gorenberg,
The US House of Representatives is deeply concerned by ongoing and pervasive acts of antisemitic
harassment and intimidation at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT). Failing to act decisively to ensure a safe learning environment for all students would be a grave dereliction of your responsibilities as President of MIT and Chair of the MIT Corporation.
This Congress will not stand idly by and allow an environment hostile to Jewish students to persist. The House believes that your institution is in violation of Title VI of the Civil Rights Act, and the inability or
unwillingness to rectify this violation through action requires accountability.
Postsecondary education is a unique opportunity for students to learn and have their ideas and beliefs challenged. However, universities receiving hundreds of millions of federal funds annually have denied
students that opportunity and have been hijacked to become venues for the promotion of terrorism, antisemitic harassment and intimidation, unlawful encampments, and in some cases, assaults and riots.
The House of Representatives will not countenance the use of federal funds to indoctrinate students into hateful, antisemitic, anti-American supporters of terrorism. Investigations into campus antisemitism by the Committee on Education and the Workforce and the Committee on Ways and Means have been expanded into a Congress-wide probe across all relevant jurisdictions to address this national crisis. The undersigned Committees will conduct oversight into the use of federal funds at MIT and its learning environment under authorities granted to each Committee.
• The Committee on Education and the Workforce has been investigating your institution since December 7, 2023. The Committee has broad jurisdiction over postsecondary education, including its compliance with Title VI of the Civil Rights Act, campus safety concerns over disruptions to the learning environment, and the awarding of federal student aid under the Higher Education Act.
• The Committee on Oversight and Accountability is investigating the sources of funding and other support flowing to groups espousing pro-Hamas propaganda and engaged in antisemitic harassment and intimidation of students. The Committee on Oversight and Accountability is the principal oversight committee of the US House of Representatives and has broad authority to investigate “any matter” at “any time” under House Rule X.
• The Committee on Ways and Means has been investigating several universities since November 15, 2023, when the Committee held a hearing entitled From Ivory Towers to Dark Corners: Investigating the Nexus Between Antisemitism, Tax-Exempt Universities, and Terror Financing. The Committee followed the hearing with letters to those institutions on January 10, 202
Read| The latest issue of The Challenger is here! We are thrilled to announce that our school paper has qualified for the NATIONAL SCHOOLS PRESS CONFERENCE (NSPC) 2024. Thank you for your unwavering support and trust. Dive into the stories that made us stand out!
Embracing GenAI - A Strategic ImperativePeter Windle
Artificial Intelligence (AI) technologies such as Generative AI, Image Generators and Large Language Models have had a dramatic impact on teaching, learning and assessment over the past 18 months. The most immediate threat AI posed was to Academic Integrity with Higher Education Institutes (HEIs) focusing their efforts on combating the use of GenAI in assessment. Guidelines were developed for staff and students, policies put in place too. Innovative educators have forged paths in the use of Generative AI for teaching, learning and assessments leading to pockets of transformation springing up across HEIs, often with little or no top-down guidance, support or direction.
This Gasta posits a strategic approach to integrating AI into HEIs to prepare staff, students and the curriculum for an evolving world and workplace. We will highlight the advantages of working with these technologies beyond the realm of teaching, learning and assessment by considering prompt engineering skills, industry impact, curriculum changes, and the need for staff upskilling. In contrast, not engaging strategically with Generative AI poses risks, including falling behind peers, missed opportunities and failing to ensure our graduates remain employable. The rapid evolution of AI technologies necessitates a proactive and strategic approach if we are to remain relevant.
Synthetic Fiber Construction in lab .pptxPavel ( NSTU)
Synthetic fiber production is a fascinating and complex field that blends chemistry, engineering, and environmental science. By understanding these aspects, students can gain a comprehensive view of synthetic fiber production, its impact on society and the environment, and the potential for future innovations. Synthetic fibers play a crucial role in modern society, impacting various aspects of daily life, industry, and the environment. ynthetic fibers are integral to modern life, offering a range of benefits from cost-effectiveness and versatility to innovative applications and performance characteristics. While they pose environmental challenges, ongoing research and development aim to create more sustainable and eco-friendly alternatives. Understanding the importance of synthetic fibers helps in appreciating their role in the economy, industry, and daily life, while also emphasizing the need for sustainable practices and innovation.
A Strategic Approach: GenAI in EducationPeter Windle
Artificial Intelligence (AI) technologies such as Generative AI, Image Generators and Large Language Models have had a dramatic impact on teaching, learning and assessment over the past 18 months. The most immediate threat AI posed was to Academic Integrity with Higher Education Institutes (HEIs) focusing their efforts on combating the use of GenAI in assessment. Guidelines were developed for staff and students, policies put in place too. Innovative educators have forged paths in the use of Generative AI for teaching, learning and assessments leading to pockets of transformation springing up across HEIs, often with little or no top-down guidance, support or direction.
This Gasta posits a strategic approach to integrating AI into HEIs to prepare staff, students and the curriculum for an evolving world and workplace. We will highlight the advantages of working with these technologies beyond the realm of teaching, learning and assessment by considering prompt engineering skills, industry impact, curriculum changes, and the need for staff upskilling. In contrast, not engaging strategically with Generative AI poses risks, including falling behind peers, missed opportunities and failing to ensure our graduates remain employable. The rapid evolution of AI technologies necessitates a proactive and strategic approach if we are to remain relevant.
Unit 8 - Information and Communication Technology (Paper I).pdfThiyagu K
This slides describes the basic concepts of ICT, basics of Email, Emerging Technology and Digital Initiatives in Education. This presentations aligns with the UGC Paper I syllabus.
Honest Reviews of Tim Han LMA Course Program.pptxtimhan337
Personal development courses are widely available today, with each one promising life-changing outcomes. Tim Han’s Life Mastery Achievers (LMA) Course has drawn a lot of interest. In addition to offering my frank assessment of Success Insider’s LMA Course, this piece examines the course’s effects via a variety of Tim Han LMA course reviews and Success Insider comments.
Now I want you to re-read your favorite piece from the term and tell.docx
1. Now I want you to re-read your favorite piece from the term and
tell me why you like it. If it's from early on, tell me how you
see it now that you have other ways to think about it. If it's
from later, did knowing some things from our assignments
influence your enjoyment? Whatever else you say, please
include some research. Look for interviews with the author,
especially if the piece is specifically mentioned. Maybe you can
find a book written about the author or that talks about the
story/poem/essay. Maybe your research can be about the topic
in its era. A sci-fi piece from the mid-century had certain
societal expectations of what our future would look like. A
story about the course of true love never running smooth is also
a topic that has been viewed differently as society has changed.
Try to speak of your favorite piece with a scholarly enthusiasm
rather than just an over-coffee recommendation style. Try to
smoothly work the research into your own opinions. Give me
two (2) or more pages of your best.
A Wagner Matinée
By WILLA SIBERT CATHER
I RECEIVED one morning a letter, written in pale ink, on
glassy, blue-lined note-paper, and bearing the postmark of a
little Nebraska village. This communication, worn and rubbed,
looking as though it had been carried for some days in a coat-
pocket that was none too clean, was from my Uncle Howard. It
informed me that his wife had been left a small legacy by a
bachelor relative who had recently died, and that it had become
necessary for her to come to Boston to attend to the settling of
the estate. He requested me to meet her at the station, and
render her whatever services might prove necessary. On
examining the date indicated as that of her arrival, I found it no
later than to-morrow. He had characteristically delayed writing
until, had I been away from home for a day, I must have missed
the good woman altogether.
The name of my Aunt Georgiana called up not alone her own
2. figure, at once pathetic and grotesque, but opened before my
feet a gulf of recollections so wide and deep that, as the letter
dropped from my hand, I felt suddenly a stranger to all the
present conditions of my existence, wholly ill at ease and out of
place amid the surroundings of my study. I became, in short, the
gangling farmer-boy my aunt had known, scourged with
chilblains and bashfulness, my hands cracked and raw from the
corn husking. I felt the knuckles of my thumb tentatively, as
though they were raw again. I sat again before her parlor organ,
thumbing the scales with my stiff, red hands, while she beside
me made canvas mittens for the huskers.
The next morning, after preparing my landlady somewhat, I set
out for the station. When the train arrived I had some difficulty
in finding my aunt. She was the last of the passengers to alight,
and when I got her into the carriage she looked not unlike one
of those charred, smoked bodies that firemen lift from the
débris
of a burned building. She had come all the way in a day coach;
her linen duster had become black with soot and her black
bonnet gray with dust during the journey. When we arrived at
my boarding-house the landlady put her to bed at once, and I
did not see her again until the next morning.
Whatever shock Mrs. Springer experienced at my aunt's
appearance she considerately concealed. Myself, I saw my
aunt's misshapened figure with that feeling of awe and respect
with which we behold explorers who have left their ears and
fingers north of Franz Josef Land, or their health somewhere
along the Upper Congo. My Aunt Georgiana had been a music-
teacher at the Boston Conservatory, somewhere back in the
latter sixties. One summer, which she had spent in the little
village in the Green Mountains where her ancestors had dwelt
for generations, she had kindled the callow fancy of the most
idle and shiftless of all the village lads, and had conceived for
this Howard Carpenter one of those absurd and extravagant
passions which a handsome country boy of twenty-one
sometimes inspires in a plain, angular, spectacled woman of
3. thirty. When she returned to her duties in Boston, Howard
followed her; and the upshot of this inexplicable infatuation was
that she eloped with him, eluding the reproaches of her family
and the criticism of her friends by going with him to the
Nebraska frontier. Carpenter, who of course had no money, took
a homestead in Red Willow County, fifty miles from the
railroad. There they measured off their eighty acres by driving
across the prairie in a wagon, to the wheel of which they had
tied a red cotton handkerchief, and counting off its revolutions.
They built a dugout in the red hillside, one of those cave
dwellings whose inmates usually reverted to the conditions of
primitive savagery. Their water they got from the lagoons where
the buffalo drank, and their slender stock of provisions was
always at the mercy of bands of roving Indians. For thirty years
my aunt had not been farther than fifty miles from the
homestead.
But Mrs. Springer knew nothing of all this, and must have been
considerably shocked at what was left of my kinswoman.
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the soiled linen duster, which on her arrival was the most
conspicuous feature of her costume, she wore a black stuff dress
whose ornamentation showed that she had surrendered herself
unquestioningly into the hands of a country dressmaker. My
poor aunt's figure, however, would have presented astonishing
difficulties to any dressmaker. Her skin was yellow as a
Mongolian's from constant exposure to a pitiless wind, and to
the alkaline water, which transforms the most transparent
cuticle into a sort of flexible leather. She wore ill-fitting false
teeth. The most striking thing about her physiognomy, however,
was an incessant twitching of the mouth and eyebrows, a form
of nervous disorder resulting from isolation and monotony, and
from frequent physical suffering.
In my boyhood this affliction had possessed a sort of horrible
fascination for me, of which I was secretly very much ashamed,
for in those days I owed to this woman most of the good that
4. ever came my way, and had a reverential affection for her.
During the three winters when I was riding herd for my uncle,
my aunt, after cooking three meals for half a dozen farm-hands,
and putting the six children to bed, would often stand until
midnight at her ironing-board, hearing me at the kitchen table
beside her recite Latin declensions and conjugations, and gently
shaking me when my drowsy head sank down over a page of
irregular verbs. It was to her, at her ironing or mending, that I
read my first Shakespere; and her old text-book of mythology
was the first that ever came into my empty hands. She taught me
my scales and exercises, too, on the little parlor organ which
her husband had bought her after fifteen years, during which she
had not so much as seen any instrument except an accordion,
that belonged to one of the Norwegian farm-hands. She would
sit beside me by the hour, darning and counting, while I
struggled with the "Harmonious Blacksmith"; but she seldom
talked to me about music, and I understood why. She was a
pious woman; she had the consolation of religion; and to her at
least her martyrdom was not wholly sordid. Once when I had
been doggedly beating out some easy passages from an old
score of "Euryanthe" I had found among her music-books, she
came up to me and, putting her hands over my eyes, gently drew
my head back upon her shoulder, saying tremulously, "Don't
love it so well, Clark, or it may be taken from you. Oh! dear
boy, pray that whatever your sacrifice be it is not that."
When my aunt appeared on the morning after her arrival, she
was still in a semi-somnambulant state. She seemed not to
realize that she was in the city where she had spent her youth,
the place longed for hungrily half a lifetime. She had been so
wretchedly train-sick throughout the journey that she had no
recollection of anything but her discomfort, and, to all intents
and purposes, there were but a few hours of nightmare between
the farm in Red Willow County and my study on Newbury
Street. I had planned a little pleasure for her that afternoon, to
repay her for some of the glorious moments she had given me
when we used to milk together in the straw-thatched cow-shed,
5. and she, because I was more than usually tired, or because her
husband had spoken sharply to me, would tell me of the
splendid performance of Meyerbeer's "Huguenots" she had seen
in Paris in her youth. At two o'clock the Boston Symphony
Orchestra was to give a Wagner programme, and I intended to
take my aunt, though as I conversed with her I grew doubtful
about her enjoyment of it. Indeed, for her own sake, I could
only wish her taste for such things quite dead, and the long
struggle mercifully ended at last. I suggested our visiting the
Conservatory and the Common before lunch, but she seemed
altogether too timid to wish to venture out. She questioned me
absently about various changes in the city, but she was chiefly
concerned that she had forgotten to leave instructions about
feeding half-skimmed milk to a certain weakling calf, "Old
Maggie's calf, you know, Clark," she explained, evidently
having forgotten how long I had been away. She was further
troubled because she had neglected to tell her daughter about
the freshly opened kit of mackerel in the cellar, that would spoil
if it were not used directly.
I asked her whether she had ever heard any of the Wagnerian
operas, and found that she had not, though she was perfectly
familiar with their respective situations and had once possessed
the piano score of "The Flying Dutchman." I began to think it
would have been best to get her back to Red Willow County
without waking her, and regretted having suggested the concert.
From the time we entered the concert-hall, however, she was a
trifle less passive and inert, and seemed to begin to perceive her
surroundings. I had felt some trepidation lest
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she might become aware of the absurdities of her attire, or
might experience some painful embarrassment at stepping
suddenly into the world to which she had been dead for a
quarter of a century. But again I found how superficially I had
judged her. She sat looking about her with eyes as impersonal,
almost as stony, as those with which the granite Rameses in a
museum watches the froth and fret that ebbs and flows about his
6. pedestal, separated from it by the lonely stretch of centuries. I
have seen this same aloofness in old miners who drift into the
Brown Hotel at Denver, their pockets full of bullion, their linen
soiled, their haggard faces unshorn, and who stand in the
thronged corridors as solitary as though they were still in a
frozen camp on the Yukon, or in the yellow blaze of the Arizona
desert, conscious that certain experiences have isolated them
from their fellows by a gulf no haberdasher could conceal.
The audience was made up chiefly of women. One lost the
contour of faces and figures, indeed any effect of line whatever,
and there was only the color contrast of bodices past counting,
the shimmer and shading of fabrics soft and firm, silky and
sheer, resisting and yielding: red, mauve, pink, blue, lilac,
purple, écru, rose, yellow, cream, and white, all the colors that
an impressionist finds in a sunlit landscape, with here and there
the dead black shadow of a frock-coat. My Aunt Georgiana
regarded them as though they had been so many daubs of tube
paint on a palette.
When the musicians came out and took their places, she gave a
little stir of anticipation, and looked with quickening interest
down over the rail at that invariable grouping; perhaps the first
wholly familiar thing that had greeted her eye since she had left
old Maggie and her weakling calf. I could feel how all those
details sank into her soul, for I had not forgotten how they had
sunk into mine when I came fresh from ploughing forever and
forever between green aisles of corn, where, as in a treadmill,
one might walk from daybreak to dusk without perceiving a
shadow of change in one's environment. I reminded myself of
the impression made on me by the clean profiles of the
musicians, the gloss of their linen, the dull black of their coats,
the beloved shapes of the instruments, the patches of yellow
light thrown by the green-shaded stand-lamps on the smooth,
varnished bellies of the 'cellos and the bass viols in the rear, the
restless, wind-tossed forest of fiddle necks and bows; I recalled
how, in the first orchestra I had ever heard, those long bow
strokes seemed to draw the soul out of me, as a conjurer's stick
7. reels out paper ribbon from a hat.
The first number was the Tannhäuser overture. When the violins
drew out the first strain of the Pilgrim's chorus, my Aunt
Georgiana clutched my coat-sleeve. Then it was that I first
realized that for her this singing of basses and stinging frenzy
of lighter strings broke a silence of thirty years, the
inconceivable silence of the plains. With the battle between the
two motifs, with the bitter frenzy of the Venusberg theme and
its ripping of strings, came to me an overwhelming sense of the
waste and wear we are so powerless to combat. I saw again the
tall, naked house on the prairie, black and grim as a wooden
fortress; the black pond where I had learned to swim, the rain-
gullied clay about the naked house; the four dwarf ash-seedlings
on which the dishcloths were always hung to dry before the
kitchen door. The world there is the flat world of the ancients;
to the east, a cornfield that stretched to daybreak; to the west, a
corral that stretched to sunset; between, the sordid conquests of
peace, more merciless than those of war.
The overture closed. My aunt released my coat-sleeve, but she
said nothing. She sat staring at the orchestra through a dullness
of thirty years, through the films made little by little, by each of
the three hundred and sixty-five days in every one of them.
What, I wondered, did she get from it? She had been a good
pianist in her day, I knew, and her musical education had been
broader than that of most music-teachers of a quarter of a
century ago. She had often told me of Mozart's operas and
Meyerbeer's, and I could remember hearing her sing, years ago,
certain melodies of Verdi's. When I had fallen ill with a fever
she used to sit by my cot in the evening, while the cool night
wind blew in through the faded mosquito-netting tacked over
the window, and I lay watching a bright star that burned red
above the cornfield, and sing "Home to our mountains, oh, let
us return!" in a way fit to break the heart of a Vermont boy near
dead of homesickness already.
I watched her closely through the prelude to Tristan and Isolde,
trying vainly to conjecture what that warfare of motifs, that
8. seething turmoil of strings and winds, might
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mean to her. Had this music any message for her? Did or did not
a new planet swim into her ken? Wagner had been a sealed book
to Americans before the sixties. Had she anything left with
which to comprehend this glory that had flashed around the
world since she had gone from it? I was in a fever of curiosity,
but Aunt Georgiana sat silent upon her peak in Darien. She
preserved this utter immobility throughout the numbers from the
"Flying Dutchman," though her fingers worked mechanically
upon her black dress, as though of themselves they were
recalling the piano score they had once played. Poor old hands!
They were stretched and pulled and twisted into mere tentacles
to hold, and lift, and knead with; the palms unduly swollen, the
fingers bent and knotted, on one of them a thin worn band that
had once been a wedding-ring. As I pressed and gently quieted
one of those groping hands, I remembered, with quivering
eyelids, their services for me in other days.
Soon after the tenor began the Prize Song, I heard a quick-
drawn breath, and turned to my aunt. Her eyes were closed, but
the tears were glistening on her cheeks, and I think in a moment
more they were in my eyes as well. It never really dies, then,
the soul? It withers to the outward eye only, like that strange
moss which can lie on a dusty shelf half a century and yet, if
placed in water, grows green again. My aunt wept gently
throughout the development and elaboration of the melody.
During the intermission before the second half of the concert, I
questioned my aunt and found that the Prize Song was not new
to her. Some years before there had drifted to the farm in Red
Willow County a young German, a tramp cow-puncher, who had
sung in the chorus at Baireuth, when he was a boy, along with
the other peasant boys and girls. Of a Sunday morning he used
to sit on his gingham-sheeted bed in the hands' bedroom, which
opened off the kitchen, cleaning the leather of his boots and
saddle, and singing the Prize Song, while my aunt went about
her work in the kitchen. She had hovered about him until she
9. had prevailed upon him to join the country church, though his
sole fitness for this step, so far as I could gather, lay in his
boyish face and his possession of this divine melody. Shortly
afterward he had gone to town on the Fourth of July, been drunk
for several days, lost his money at a faro-table, ridden a saddled
Texan steer on a bet, and disappeared with a fractured collar-
bone.
"Well, we have come to better things than the old Trovatore at
any rate, Aunt Georgie?" I queried, with well-meant jocularity.
Her lip quivered and she hastily put her handkerchief up to her
mouth. From behind it she murmured, "And you have been
hearing this ever since you left me, Clark?" Her question was
the gentlest and saddest of reproaches.
"But do you get it, Aunt Georgiana, the astonishing structure of
it all?" I persisted.
"Who could?" she said, absently; "why should one?"
The second half of the programme consisted of four numbers
from the Ring. This was followed by the forest music from
Siegfried, and the programme closed with Siegfried's funeral
march. My aunt wept quietly, but almost continuously. I was
perplexed as to what measure of musical comprehension was
left to her, to her who had heard nothing but the singing of
gospel hymns in Methodist services at the square frame school-
house on Section Thirteen. I was unable to gauge how much of
it had been dissolved in soapsuds, or worked into bread, or
milked into the bottom of a pail.
The deluge of sound poured on and on; I never knew what she
found in the shining current of it; I never knew how far it bore
her, or past what happy islands, or under what skies. From the
trembling of her face I could well believe that the Siegfried
march, at least, carried her out where the myriad graves are, out
into the gray, burying-grounds of the sea; or into some world of
death vaster yet, where, from the beginning of the world, hope
has lain down with hope, and dream with dream and,
renouncing, slept.
The concert was over; the people filed out of the hall chattering
10. and laughing, glad to relax and find the living level again, but
my kinswoman made no effort to rise. I spoke gently to her. She
burst into tears and sobbed pleadingly, "I don't want to go,
Clark, I don't want to go!"
I understood. For her, just outside the door of the concert-hall,
lay the black pond with the cattle-tracked bluffs, the tall,
unpainted house, naked as a tower, with weather-curled boards;
the crook-backed ash-seedlings where the dishcloths hung to
dry, the gaunt, moulting turkeys picking up refuse about the
kitchen door.