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what’s been happening mate? Hayden: Ahh not much, what’s new? Will: Well not much, you know, school and football keeping me busy. Hayden: Yeah school is getting tough, I’m not enjoying it too much, except for English, we’re learning about growing up and it’s finally an interesting unit. Will: Oh really? We are too, with Tom Brennan and Flirting (Hayden: Yeah, those are the ones). Okay, what do you think about it? Hayden: They’re both good stories, Tom Brennan is about how Tom’s brother…

Well… Mind telling me why I.Qs are about as important as food & water? Yeah, I know, it´s apparently a measure of intelligence… But STILL. ¨Flowers for Algernon¨ is basically a Science Fiction written by Daniel Keyes. A man named Charlie Gordon has a I.Q. of 68, and consequently, is increased to 204 after an A.I. operation. Charlie Gordon should NOT have had the A.I. surgery since he left Miss Kinnian behind, became angrier, & regressed. Charlie shouldn't have had the surgery since he had to…

now I got to chooxe where we eat and i have just the place i mind.i want to go to branns! i say exellent choice you goig to try the the steak he asks. oh yeah i exclaim ***********************************table or booth asks the waiter booth right honey my mom asks me yeah i say dad is there gonna be anything on the menu that ill like anna asks yeah im sure therell be someth9g dad answers while our waiter escorts us to our seats .so can i start you off with something to drink asks the waiter…

....Excuse me. Was that something? Did you hear that?” or question hedge such as “Yeah. Did you know that? Can we talk about that?” in particular, in order to reduce coercion as well as get the guest’s permission. b. The characteristics of the conversation Because the conversation occurs in the form of talk show, so the host have to get the guest to involve the conversation by including both in an activity “Yeah. Did you know that? Can we talk about that?” as well as seeking agreement “This is…

sure. Kristen: How did you find them? 9021: At the health clinic. Kristen: Which health clinic? 9021: The Harlem Health Center, the one in my mom’s union. Kristen: So, what prompted you to see a doctor? 9021: I think I was sick or something. Yeah, I was sick and then I was like, oh, I should probably go to the doctor, because I didn’t really feel too good. Kristen: Like respiratory? 9021: I think it was like the flu or a cold or something like that. Kristen: So, you found the doctor…

CL: Yeah I told her and if she didn’t suggest helping me pay for it then I am not going to ask her. CO: Okay Minimal Encourager The counselor intended to allow the client to feel supported. The minimal encourager seemed to be effective. However, it seemed that the client continued her statement afterwards. I could have used silence. CL: No. She doesn’t… I don’t ask her money or nothing. CO: Okay. So is that something that you are not comfortable with doing with your mom? Minimal…

Platypus was swimming one day on the river. He saw a flock of ducks and went to say hi. “Hi” platypus said. “Hi loser” one of ducks called out. “Hey I'm not a loser” platypus replied. “Yeah you are your just not cool. You don't even have a bill like us. You can talk with us when your cool.” Platypus was shocked. He couldn't believe he wasn't cool. “I’ll get a bill” platypus told himself “no matter what.” Platypus went on shore and thought how he could get a bill. “Hey you” platypus heard.…

‘Yeah sure you are” Bobbi walked away as the clack of her combat boots followed her. “ WOW! Rude much” Said Emily. “ yeah she was rude, anyways i gotta go to class” as i walked away. The last hour of the day was the longest i couldn’t get bobbi out of my head. It was like she planted herself right in my mind.…

he might make. For him, it was his training wheels, and he was ready to ride on his own. “Hey, Pop, ease up on the storm will ya? I can’t hear anything over your thundering.” “Eh, mijo, no names, yeah? This is recon, not a picnic. It’s supposed to be hard. When you are out here on your own--” “Yeah, yeah. I know. No names, mijo. When you are on your own, you won’t have me in your ear to help you, mijo,” he said.…

Yeah, I know I could have just called or even invited you over to dinner, but I figure writing a letter would not give you time to say no, or more probably, spit profanity back at me immediately. Didn’t anyone tell you that you sailors swear too much? I wasn’t in the USMC long enough to pick up that habit. Anyway, ever since our years teaching at the Naval Academy back at Annapolis, you have been quite obviously my best friend; you do not need me to tell you that. For that reason and a few…