Time Machine by H.G. Wells Essay -- Papers

Time Machine by H.G. Wells Works Cited Missing In 1895, Victorian Britain was very much Great Britain- 'the workshop of the world.' Since the Industrial Revolution technological advancement had changed the face of the country (shape, structure and appearance). Heavy industry demanded fossil fuels and therefore there was a heavy demand for mine workers. Growing transport demands led to new roads being built. Life in 802,701 seemed very different to that of 1895, it was a time of easy going and a very laid back time. Everything about this time was different ' The air was free from gnats, the earth from weeds or fungi; everywhere were fruits and sweet and delightful flowers; brilliant butterflies flew hither and thither.' There were two separate forms of life in this time; they were the Eloi and the Morlocks. The Eloi were the weaker of the two beings, and they were used as food for the Morlocks. H.G. Wells describes them in the book 'He was a slight creature- perhaps four feet high- clad in a purple tunic, girdled at the waist with a leather belt. Sandals or buskins- I could not clearly distinguish which- were on his feet; his legs were bare to the knees, and his head was bare. H.G.Wells was concerned that a two heir society was forming when he wrote this book, these two heirs were the ruling privileged clauses (The Haves) and the working class labourers (The Have Not's), so what Wells did was change the two round when he wrote this book, he made the Eloi, who had previously been the mine o... ... gone, in an instant.' The Time Machine is about a man who is a scientist and he wants to see what the future holds for humans, he builds a time machine. The time traveller stops off at various different points in the future but he ends up in the year 802,701 where he finds that the way of life is extremely different, he finds out that there is two distinct species, the Eloi and the Morlocks. He sees how the Eloi are treated as food for the Morlocks and how the Eloi have a life of luxury on the surface whereas the Morlocks are the hard workers working the machines underneath the ground. The time traveller is disgusted with what he sees and is devastated that this is how humans will live in the future, the time traveller stays and helps the Eloi defeat the Morlocks, as he doesn't like the way things work in this life.

Storm Born Chapter Nineteen

Dorian wasn't nearly as impressed as he should have been by the storm. â€Å"You couldn't control it,† he told me. â€Å"It did you no good. Until you master the small things, you'll never control the large ones. They'll control you.† He didn't seem upset; he simply showed that infinite patience and good-natured attitude he always had. Still enchanted by human stuff, he wanted us to take him into the city and show him entertaining things – particularly the aforementioned women with low inhibitions. Considering the car ride would have literally killed him, we ordered pizza instead. You could tell it was sort of a letdown for him, but he still enjoyed it. He found delight in everything, I realized. Well – except for those extreme moments of boredom that seemed to plague him, although even in those he still managed to find some sort of joke. I didn't know many people like that. I saw him once more that week, this time at his place. He made me repeat the boring water experiment five times, but it only yielded the exact same results. At least this time I didn't conjure any storms. When I asked if we could do something else next time, he laughed and sent me home. The day before Dorian's ball, I mustered up the courage to do something I'd been thinking about for a long time now: visit Wil Delaney. He still left messages with Lara almost every other day, but that wasn't what finally made me go see him again. Ever since my mom's visit, I hadn't been able to shake the idea of her locked away, miserable and alone, in Storm King's castle. The pain of that image transferred to my impressions of Jasmine, and no matter how reluctant the girl had been to leave, I knew she was still a victim. I wanted to do something – anything – to help her but had no idea where to start or even how to do it, considering last time's disaster. Talking to Wil again seemed like a semireasonable beginning. Kiyo went with me, driving us in his rental car since his poor Spider was out of commission. This car was a brand-new Toyota Camry that seemed pretty nice to me, though it obviously caused him considerable distress. When we knocked on the door, Wil didn't answer right away. â€Å"You sure he's here?† Kiyo asked. â€Å"Yeah. I don't think he ever leaves. We're probably being thermal-scanned or something.† Kiyo gave me a puzzled look. â€Å"Just wait,† I warned. A minute later, I heard the legion of locks and bolts being undone, and Wil's face appeared. â€Å"Oh, my God,† he gasped, face lighting up. â€Å"You're back. Wait. Who's that?† â€Å"A friend. Now let us in.† Wil gave Kiyo a hesitant look and finally opened the door wider. As we walked in, I could tell from Kiyo's expression that he was having exactly the same reaction I'd had to the weirdness of Wil's lair. In particular he paused in front of a magazine lying open on a coffee table. An article's large headline read: THEY'RE USING YOUR DNA TO TRACK YOU! WEAR A HAIRNET WHEN LEAVING THE HOUSE! â€Å"I knew you'd come around,† Wil burbled out, leading us into the kitchen. â€Å"When are we going back?† â€Å"I don't know that we are, Wil.† â€Å"Then why – â€Å" I held up a hand to silence him. â€Å"I just want to talk right now, that's all.† His face fell, but he nodded and walked to the refrigerator. â€Å"You want something to drink?† â€Å"Sure. What do you have?† He opened the refrigerator. Inside were about ten jugs of water whose labels guaranteed ultra-ultra-ultra purification and refinement against impurities. â€Å"Water,† he said. â€Å"Most soft drinks are laden with – â€Å" â€Å"Water's fine.† He poured three glasses and sat down with us, watching me expectantly. â€Å"I want to know more about Jasmine,† I explained. â€Å"If we're ever able to go back†¦Ã¢â‚¬  Again, that pale face loomed in my mind. I swallowed. â€Å"It might not do us any good if she doesn't want to go. Is there anything about her†¦anything you can tell us that might sort of explain that?† The fanatical gleam left his eyes, replaced by something sober and sad. â€Å"I don't know. I mean, I guess half of it's being fourteen, you know? Not that she ever seemed all that impressionable. I guess she could have been brainwashed. There's lots of documentation on that; the government does it all the time. I imagine even fairies have conditioning techniques†¦Ã¢â‚¬  He started going off on that, and I felt Kiyo's hand rest on my thigh under the table and give a slight squeeze. It was less of a sexual thing and more of a What the hell have you gotten us into? Keeping my expression blank, I finally interrupted Wil's lecture. â€Å"Can you give us any information about her? Like†¦what she was into? Likes? Dislikes? If we could just get some idea about that, it might help us understand her better.† â€Å"Well,† he said doubtfully, â€Å"I could show you her room.† He took us farther into the house, which was just as dark as the kitchen, and into a small room that smelled of dust and disuse. Probably making a great sacrifice to his values, he flipped on the lights. For half a second, I was relieved that Jasmine's room did not mirror the rest of Wil's crazed existence. It looked like a normal teenage girl's room. At first. Then I saw the fairy posters. They were interspersed with other airbrushed fantasy pictures – unicorns and dreamscapes – but fairies definitely made up the dominant theme splashed against the room's rose-pink walls. These images weren't accurate representations of the very humanlike gentry but depicted more of what pop culture perceived fairies to be like: small and winged, playing with flowers and fireflies. Those sorts of beings did exist in the Otherworld, though technically they were pixies. â€Å"You didn't think this was relevant?† I breathed, gazing around. â€Å"This is fluff,† said Wil dismissively. â€Å"Stuff girls are into. She's liked this stuff since she was little.† I walked farther into the room and knelt in front of a small bookcase. J. R. R. Tolkien. C. S. Lewis. J. K. Rowling. More and more fantasy titles. A shrine to escapism. Glancing around, Kiyo seemed to be thinking along the same lines I was. â€Å"Are there any photos? Any friends of hers?† Wil shook his head. â€Å"She didn't have a lot of friends.† He sat down on the ruffled pink bed and found a small album on the floor. â€Å"Here are a few pictures.† Kiyo and I sat next to him. The album was sort of a record of Jasmine's childhood. There were some baby pictures and some shots of her as a little girl. Wil figured into a lot of the pictures, but we saw little of their parents. I recalled his bitter comments about their chronic absence. We did find a few pictures of her with other children, but as she grew older, those became more rare. Mostly these seemed to be candid shots that someone – Wil, most likely – had snapped while she was busy with something. One showed her curled up with a book, another found her lying in a backyard hammock while bright sunshine lit up her strawberry-blond hair. She had noticed the photographer in that latter one and regarded the camera with a sad, sweet smile. â€Å"What did she do for fun?† I asked when Wil closed the album. â€Å"Hobbies? Sports?† He gestured to the shelves. â€Å"She liked to read, obviously. And she liked being outside. She went for walks, sometimes planted flowers. Wasn't really into sports or anything like that.† â€Å"She must have hung out with some people,† I pointed out. â€Å"Didn't you say she was at a party when she was taken?† â€Å"Yeah†¦kind of surprising, actually. But she went to things like that once in awhile. Not often. But sometimes. I mean, she did things with me sometimes too. We went to Disneyland once. Saw movies. But mostly she was alone.† â€Å"Do you know why?† â€Å"No. I think†¦I think she just had trouble relating to kids her age. She was smart, always sort of ahead of her time.† His voice was wistful, and I realized no matter how unstable he might be in some ways, he did truly love and miss his sister. â€Å"Was she this reclusive before your parents died?† asked Kiyo gently. â€Å"Yeah. She was always kind of this way.† After a bit more investigating around the room, we finally left. Wil pushed me hard on what I was going to do about Jasmine, but I had no answers to give him. â€Å"Well,† Kiyo said after a few quiet minutes on the road, â€Å"that was depressing.† I didn't answer right away as I stared off at the road ahead of us. â€Å"Eugenie? You all right?† â€Å"No. Not really.† I sighed. â€Å"That poor girl.† â€Å"Starts to make more sense, though, doesn't it?† â€Å"Yeah. Isolated from the real world, she starts living in a fantasy one. Then suddenly Aeson gives her the chance to actually live in that one.† He nodded his agreement. â€Å"Of course, abduction and rape probably weren't the ways she envisioned escaping off to fairyland.† I stared off again for a while. â€Å"She reminds me of me.† The glance he gave me was wry. â€Å"You dissociated into a make-believe world that you hoped would become real?† â€Å"No. But I was kind of a loner too. I think I had more friends than her, admittedly, but I always had trouble relating to others. It got worse once Roland made me his apprentice. Hard to get excited about boy bands when you're learning to exorcise ghosts.† â€Å"I don't think you missed anything there.† I rewarded him with a smile as I continued thinking. â€Å"Even though I didn't have many friends, I always wanted them, wanted to be noticed. If Jasmine's the same, then she probably likes being Aeson's mistress, as sickening as it is. He probably showers her with attention.† â€Å"You're right†¦though I wonder if there's more to it.† â€Å"How so?† â€Å"I think a lot of teens feel disconnected sometimes, like no one understands them. I mean, I felt that way lots of times. Not sure I would have welcomed what happened to her as some sort of salvation.† â€Å"Me either. But I suppose everyone copes in different ways. I took up solitary things. Running. Swimming.† â€Å"Puzzles?† â€Å"Hey,† I said. â€Å"How'd you know about that?† â€Å"Because you have about a hundred of them in your closet.† I laughed, then reconsidered something he'd just said. â€Å"What was it like for you, growing up? You knew from the beginning what you were, right?† â€Å"Yeah. My parents never made that a secret. They accepted that they were from different worlds – literally – and didn't fight that. Growing up with that duality sort of became second nature. Like I said before, I like both worlds, which is why I certainly don't want to see some conquest of this one. Of course, I had plenty of times in my life, particularly when I was young and moody, when I'd get mad at one of my parents. Then I'd swear I'd be all kitsune or all human, depending on who'd pissed me off.† â€Å"Your teenage angst must have been a terrible thing,† I teased. â€Å"You have no idea.† â€Å"Are your parents still together?† â€Å"No. Still amicable. My mom finally stayed in the Otherworld for good once I got older. I see her from time to time. It broke my dad's heart – he was crazy about her – but he remarried and seems to be better off.† I leaned back against the seat. â€Å"Now that I know what I am†¦I kind of wish I'd known sooner. I would have liked to get a head start on my magic and go blow Aeson's castle apart and get Jasmine back.† â€Å"You don't know that you can actually do that,† he warned. â€Å"You're half-human. You may not have gotten all his power.† â€Å"Did you get everything your mom has?† He hesitated. â€Å"Yes.† â€Å"I can't leave Jasmine there. Not knowing what I know. But I don't know how to get her back.† Kiyo reached over and squeezed my hand. â€Å"We'll think of something. Don't worry.† It was a little comforting, but I think we both knew it was the sort of empty, kind statement you say to make someone feel better. I doubted he had any better ideas than I had on how to get Jasmine back. Kiyo didn't have to work until the next morning, so we decided to go hiking at Sabino Canyon. Physical exertion seemed like a good way to forget about abducted girls, and it was. The temperature pushed into triple digits, and we were exhausted and sweaty as we finally made the return trip down, both of us greedily drinking from water bottles. I saw him watching me at one point while we stopped to take a break. There was a content and admiring expression on his face, not purely sexual, for a change. â€Å"What?† I asked. â€Å"Your hair. I never realized how red it is. The sun lights it up like a flame.† â€Å"Is that a good thing?† â€Å"Very good.† The comfortable look on his face shifted, and I saw the familiar glint of need surface. We didn't say much after that. The rest of our hike and subsequent ride home proceeded in silence, but the air burned between us, hotter than anything we'd felt outside. Tim was nowhere to be found when we arrived home. Just as well. I turned on the shower, eager to remove the sweat and grime, and Kiyo hopped in with me. â€Å"We're here to get clean,† I warned. â€Å"Sure,† he said, pushing me up against the wall. Water poured down on us as we kissed and touched and attempted some semblance of washing ourselves. I don't know how good a job we did. I think some parts got significantly soaped down more than others. I wouldn't have minded sex in the shower, but we had no condoms in there. Sometimes I thought the double birth control was overkill; in eight years, I'd never had problems with the pill. But we both knew how high the stakes were. A condom was a small thing to ask. We fell onto my bed, still kind of slick and soapy. He slipped the condom on in like two seconds, and I moved on top of him. Foreplay apparently wasn't going to play a big role in our relationship. His hands grasped my hips, halting me for a moment. â€Å"You took your pill today?† â€Å"Yes, yes,† I assured him. He relaxed and released me, letting me move down and take him into me. A soft sound, half-groan and half-sigh, escaped his lips. He opened his eyes and smiled at me. â€Å"You are†¦the most right thing in my world.† I smiled back, knowing exactly what he meant. We felt good and right together, like the last month's tension hadn't existed. We were where we should be, picking right up after our first night together. His hands clenched my sides, his nails touching my back as my body shifted up and down. A tingle of apprehension ran through me whenever those fingers came near my back, but he continued to show restraint. The scratches were finally healing, albeit slowly. He let me stay on top only about a minute or so before he flipped me onto my stomach and took me from that position, all aggression and furious passion. I slyly tried shifting us once, and he playfully returned me back. Maybe it was the fox thing, or maybe it was just his own human nature, but something in him liked being the dominant one. I decided not to fight it, far too busy swimming in the bliss and fire of him moving inside of me. When he finished, he rolled off and pulled me to him. Happy, I buried my face against his body, drinking in his scent and feel like an intoxicant. Clinging to each other, we listened to our ragged breathing calm down. For the first time in awhile, I felt safe and at peace. Things were exactly as they were supposed to be. He stayed with me that night, and our bodies wrapped around each other in the darkness. My body fell into its old bad habits, and I found myself lying awake long after he'd fallen asleep. I twisted and turned, counting stars on my ceiling and attempting to force my mind into calmness. I tried too hard, apparently, because my mind slipped into trance, one off from wakeful consciousness but not really asleep either. Recognizing this, I started to shift out of it until an image appeared in my mind, a familiar one of a barren area I didn't recognize and a dark, crowned figure standing over me. The memory I'd half-started in the sauna returned, flooding my mind's eye. I suddenly found myself looking up at Storm King. The fear was there, the fear that I couldn't escape him and that he would take me away. Then, just as before, I reached for something both within and without. Power surged through me, and the air grew thick. Dark clouds formed out of nothing, covering the sky. Soft thunder echoed around us. I still couldn't see his face in this memory, but I could sense his amusement. â€Å"Are you going to try to fight me, little one?† A different power built up around us as he gathered his own magic. â€Å"I like your attitude – though you're fighting a losing battle. For now, at least. Come with me, and I'll show you how to really use your gifts.† He gently nudged his power toward me, attempting to quell mine. I sucked in more of my magic, letting it course through me. It burned, but it was wonderful. Amazing. Like nothing I had ever felt before or could have conceived of. I was more than a human in that moment, more than Eugenie Markham, more than a god. It filled me, but even then, I could not control it. Not yet. Lightning flared above us, followed immediately by thunder. Storm King was still pushing against me. I don't think I was really more than a match for him, but he hadn't quite expected this much of a fight. I tried to focus my power, to get ahold of it and use it against him. It was slippery, though; I couldn't keep a hold. Lightning blazed again, and I reached out with my mind to seize it, willing it to strike him down. Only my aim was off. It hit me instead. I screamed, pain ripping through me as I became the lightning's conduit, its means of grounding itself. It couldn't kill me, however; it couldn't even really hurt me – that much. I was one with the storm, and the magic I'd summoned was my own. It shot into my body, terrible and magnificent, a burning pain laced with pleasure, an ecstasy I didn't ever want to let go of†¦. I jerked upright in bed, gasping for air. Immediately, Kiyo was beside me, asking what was wrong. I couldn't answer right away. That fiery, exultant power was emblazoned in my memory. Yet, even as I sat there, I could feel the memory fading, the remembered sensation going with it. Some part of me cried out for it, willing it to stay. But it was going. â€Å"Eugenie?† I think it was the hundredth time he'd spoken my name. â€Å"What's wrong?† â€Å"A dream,† I murmured, closing my eyes. Even with that magic gone – gone for years, really – my body shivered with delight. I felt alive, my flesh tingling with an awareness of both itself and the world around me. I opened my eyes and turned to Kiyo, resting my hands on his arms, curling my fingers into his skin. â€Å"What's the – mmm.† His words were swallowed by my kiss. My mouth fed so ferociously at his that I tasted blood from where I'd bitten his lip. In an instant, I felt his animal lust answer my own as his hands gripped my hips and tried to pull me down. But I was already pushing him down, moving myself on top of him. â€Å"Don't fight me on this,† I growled, digging my nails against him. He smiled. I think he thought I was joking, little knowing the power and aggression suddenly churning through me. His hands slid over to my wrists. Gripping them tightly, he rolled me over, pressing his full weight down on my body. â€Å"A little fighting's not bad,† he teased. â€Å"No.† My words were fierce. Unchallengeable. Still wrapped up in the dream's fleeting power, I surprised both of us and flipped him over. It was a lot like when we'd had sex earlier today, only now the roles were reversed. My own strength astonished me. â€Å"Don't fight me,† I repeated, voice low and dangerous. His eyes widened in the near-darkness. There was only a heartbeat's pause. â€Å"Anything you want.† Ostensibly, he sounded excited and amused, but there was an undercurrent of nervousness there too. Burning and exultant, I moved my mouth and hips down. We both gasped as I took him inside me. No condom, nothing between us. I shuddered at the contact, growing aroused at the thought of him directly feeling me and all my wetness. Skin to skin. Maybe I should have moved slowly, letting him savor the new sensations, but my body was too impatient. I rode him as fiercely as he had me earlier, something within me needing to assert my dominance and claim him as mine. My nails drew blood, and he cried out each time our hips slammed together. I felt powerful, in control. Like I could do anything and conquer anyone. The warmth and bliss of orgasm started building up inside of me, and some very small part of me wondered if I was getting off on thrusting him inside of me or simply on the thrill of domination. And if it was the latter, whom was I exerting my control over? Kiyo? Storm King? The ecstasy in my lower body grew more intense, more urgent. I pushed aside the nagging speculation and gave myself up to my own selfish wants. I stared down at Kiyo; he looked back as though he scarcely recognized me. â€Å"Mine,† I gasped, holding back my release. â€Å"Right now, right in this moment, you're mine.† Kiyo made a strangled noise of pleasure, head tipped back. I was on the edge; I couldn't hold my body back much longer. I didn't want to hold back much longer. I was the powerful one here. I was taking what I wanted. But first, I needed to make sure he knew that. â€Å"Say it,† I told him between heavy breaths. â€Å"Tell me you're mine. Tell me, and I'll let you come. I'll let you come in me. I'll let you explode in me.† â€Å"Eugenie†¦Ã¢â‚¬  he moaned when I started to slow my pace. â€Å"You're mine,† I told him again. The lovely agony between my thighs was almost too much to bear. I was going to lose it. But Kiyo lost control first. â€Å"Yes†¦yes. Oh, God, Eugenie. I'm yours.† The power of that admission set me off, both physically and mentally. Crying out, I threw back my own head as I came. I didn't need to see his face to know he was coming too. I could feel it, feel it in the way his body spasmed inside of mine. Squeezing him tighter, I earned another moan of pleasure from him and another orgasm for me. It was glorious. We both shook from the force of our own reactions. When we finally collapsed apart, sweating and panting, neither of us could say a word. Finally Kiyo rested his head on my chest as though seeking comfort or protection. â€Å"Yours,† he murmured at last, just before falling asleep.

Biographical sketch of William.C. Morse

William C. Morse has worked all his life in promoting the teachings and ideals of Fritz Redl. Morse’s mentor was his Fritz Redl whose work has been all about children and their mental problems. Morse has done his best to make sure that people remember Redl’s work and its relevance in modern life. Areas of research that both Redl and Morse concentrated on were difficulties in the upbringing of distraught youth and in special education. According to McIntyre (2004), â€Å"Dr. Morse met Redl while serving as director of â€Å"The Fresh Air Camp† where Redl's youth from the â€Å"Pioneer House† residential facility went to summer camp.Dr. Morse later extended Redl's treatment strategies into the schools, and co-authored a classic textbook titled Conflict in the Classroom with his student Nicholas Long. † McIntyre (2004) goes on to say that between 1940 and 1960, Redl and his student Wineman believed that children were good and wanted to help them in ove rcoming their negativities that would later go on to damage the emotioneal development. Redl and Wineman came up with â€Å"caring, realistic, and sophisticated interventions† during their interaction with troubled youth.Troubled youth are those who are reject â€Å"verbally and physically† at people who want to help them. This area became of interest to Redl and Wineman, from which they learnt about life, â€Å"self understanding† and â€Å"self-regulation of one's behavior. † They together write books such as â€Å"Children Who Hate† in 1951 and â€Å"Controls from Within† in1952. Both of these books were then combined into a single book titled â€Å"The Aggressive Child†. Both believed that children should have â€Å"therapeutic environments staffed with skilled and supportive personnel.† Now things have adopted to their views although in those times it was debatable. Supporting Redl’s work Morse emphasizes the need f or having a healthy environment for the development of disturbed children. William Morse’s opinion about Redl’s writing has always been praiseworthy this can be seen from the following quote (Morse, 1991), â€Å"The fact is, many young professionals are struggling with difficult children without the advantage of Redl’s insights. Those who were long ago introduced to his wisdom will find rereading rewarding for there are always ideas that provide cues for tomorrow’s engagements.So let us again become aware of how much we can benefit from his teaching. † Morse stresses on the fact that it is high time that teachers, students and all people who interact with disturbed children to actively follow the guidelines laid by Redl, because Redl in all his books has displayed a sense of vision and the power of description to one and all. According to Morse, Redl was a democrat, was fairly humorous, loved parties, loved learning and was a conscientious worker. Added to it, Redl was very creative in speech and in action, he thought logically which later, became amodel for anyone who dealt with children and their mental health. Commenting on the one of the therapies for troubled children that included summer camps (Smith, 2007) made Morse and Redl proposed that the camping environment was not â€Å"natural† according to many children. There were many adults that would not like the idea of spending time in a camp themselves but â€Å"rashly suggest camp as the automatic remedy for the physical and mental health problems of children. The woods are categorically supposed to be wholesome and full of the enzymes of adjustment† (Morse, 1947).According to Morse (1960), every teacher is concerned with learning in the classroom. The traditional three aspects teacher, student and the syllabus are now expanding horizons. The previously simple classroom process has been changed to a complicated process with more depth. The teachers now ar e for more capable of understanding individual students, although the task of teaching has not become simple but even more intense. This has left teachers stressful in handling situations in and out of class. Students also are changing they have become rebellious and resistant to teaching practices.This adds up to the stress of the teacher. There have been many people who have found the teachings of Redl very useful towards child psychology. Redl had done his best in putting forward ideas and views of children in classroom behavior and behavior of children in general. We need to learn from Redl and Morse’s teaching, this will help us in understanding and managing children much more appropriately. In Morse. W. C (2001), Morse felt that that was not the best time for growing up children. There was gradual decrease in resources and increase of disturbed children.Redl had made a presidential address in 1962 at the American Orthopsychiatric Association was titled â€Å"Crisis in the Children’s field†. The presentation given then holds completely true with the kind of situation that has arisen, just like Redl had envisioned. The problems have always been there, but it was hidden but now the issue has increased in proportions. It is always easy to make healthy children all they need is some care and attention. Once they are influenced by the negative forces then there might be no turning back.If the individual is identified at the right stage then it is good, but the longer it takes to help an individual the more impossible the task at hand becomes. Teachers, institutions and organizations should all take care to follow and adapt approaches to child development similar to what Fritz Redl and William C. Morse have written and discussed. Their work has foreseen events and actions giving the solutions along with it. We need to research analyze and work to enhance their measures, so that all their research is not in vain.Their work is very beneficial to today’s scenario and it is time we work up to accept the challenge that is ahead of us of making capable and positive children. By following in the footsteps of William C. Morse we can look forward to generations of healthy children both mentally and physically, thereby, keeping our world in better hands for generations to come by better methodologies, in the field of special education, classrooms and at campsites. References Morse, W. C. (1991). The Clinical Innovations of Fritz Redl: Crisis Intervention in Residential Treatment New York: The Haworth Press, pp.3-4. http://www. cyc-net. org/quote/quote-171. html Smith, M. B. (2007), ‘The Ego Idea of the Good Camper' and the Nature of Summer Camp,. Environmental History 11. 1 (2006): 67 pars. 1 Dec. 2007 . Morse, W. C (1947), â€Å"From the University of Michigan Fresh Air Camp: Some Problems of Therapeutic Camping,† The Nervous Child (April 1947): 211–12 Morse, W. C (1960), Diagnosing and Guiding Relat ionships between Group and Individual Class Members. CHAPTER XI The Dynamics of Instructional Groups. Book by Gale E. Jensen, Jack R.Gibb, Max R. Goodson, Willard C. Olson, Nelson B. Henry; University of Chicago Press. Grotjahn, M. (1944). Group Emotion and Leadership: Fritz Redl. Psychiatry, V, 1942, pp. 573–596. Psychoanal Q. , 13:52. McIntyre. T (2004), at www. behavioradvisor. com http://maxweber. hunter. cuny. edu/pub/eres/EDSPC715_MCINTYRE/PsychoEdBio. html Morse. W. C (2001). Crisis Intervention in Residential Treatment: The Clinical Innovations of Fritz Redl (Hardcover). http://books. google. com/books? id=ot7hEpswsqUC&pg=PA1&lpg=PA1&dq=william+c+morse+and+children&source=web&ots=nyFtVxyC-F&sig=NeQ3N203tTl4ZFFDGD1vnJxlU8E

Coronation ceremon Essays

Coronation ceremon Essays Coronation ceremon Essay Coronation ceremon Essay Cousin [Buckingham], thou wast not wont to be so dull. Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards [two princes] dead, Richard even implies that Buckingham is being dull and boring: he does not seem to realise that Richard want him to kill the Princes. Richard has to be blunt and say what he wants straight out yet Buckingham still refuses to do it. Richard knows where he is going and what he is doing, as shown by his soliloquies, Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams To set my brother Clarence and the King In deadly hate (1, 1, 32-35) Like many modern day politicians, Richard has no problems with blatantly lying to peoples faces, including his own family. When Clarence is being sent to the tower he tells him that he loves him and will help him, it is only when Clarence leaves that Richard reveals his true intentions, That I will shortly send thy soul to Heaven (1, 1, 119) Richard has many short term aims to help him achieve his long-term goals. Some of these aims include getting rid of Clarence, removing the Princes, marrying Anne, and killing those who stand in the way of him. Richard can wind people up, influence them and so uses this to his advantage. The so-called window scenes in Richard III-the conversation of the common people, Buckinghams speech to the masses and Richards acceptance of the crown-provide a glimpse of how the drama in the royal palace affects the lives of the common people outside its walls. It is significant that the common people come to fear and distrust Richard long before most of the nobles in the palace, and that the opposition of the common people to Richard is one of the main forces that enables Richmond to overthrow him. In these ways, Richard III explores the idea that the moral righteousness of a political ruler has a direct bearing on the health of the state (Realpolitik) and the divine right of kings, the kings are appointed by God, and if the wrong king is on the throne then the country will be in chaos. Shakespeares audience would have recognised these ideas, and related them to the current monarchical and political unease in the 1590s, the fact that the current monarch, Elizabeth, had no heir and so it was not known who would follow her. The audience would learn something from the play and would apply it to themselves, the play is like a medieval morality play. Like the Vice character of medieval morality pageants, who simply represented the evil in man, Richard does not justify his villainy. Richard, with self-conscious theatricality, compares himself to this standard character when he says, Thus like the formal Vice, Iniquity, / I moralize two meanings in one word. Watching Richards character, Shakespeares audiences also would have thought of the Machiavelli, the archetype of the scandalously unethical, power-hungry ruler that had been made famous by the Renaissance Italian writer Niccoli Machiavelli. Richard was physically deformed and this would make him a victim of prejudice, in Shakespeares time an outer deformity was a sign of inner corruption, and although true in Richards case would have been automatically assumed by the audience. In the film by Richard Loncraine Richards costume gets changed during the film, the more power Richard gets the darker his uniform gets. Richard began the film in military uniform but just after he came to power, he was dressed as Hitler, wearing completely black. During Richards coronation ceremony, there were red flags, similar to the Nazis and you see Richard smile a devious, twisted smile similar to that with which Hitler has been pictured. throughout the whole of the 1997 film, there are direct links to Hitler and the Nazi regime. It shows the rapid rise and fall of the dictator and the reality of totalitarian rule, relevant to both Hitlers and Shakespeares Richards reign. Richard is depicted as largely self-obsessed and at one point in the film, you see him staring at a large portrait of himself: Richard could be described as megalomanic. He will do anything to achieve his aims and does. Richard has over nine people killed and it does not bother him until the final act where upon he gains a conscience. Animal imagery is apparent in this play. Richard is often compared to a boar, in the 1996 film Richard morphs into a boar in his brothers dream. Thomas Mann said the belief in politics Makes men arrogant, doctrine, obstinate and inhumane. This suggests that politicians have no morals, animals are not thought to have morals and are often stubborn and obstinate, Richard does possess qualities that could be animal-like; he uses violence and killing without thinking of peaceful methods, and could be described as pig headed. The boar is Richards heraldic symbol, the idea of the boar is also played on in describing Richards deformity, and Richard is cursed by the duchess as an abortive, rooting hog. The boar was one of the most dangerous animals that people hunted in the Middle Ages and Renaissance, and Shakespeares audience would have associated it with untamed aggression and uncontrollable violence. Richard uses props to enhance his arguments and ideas. In act 3 scene 7 Richard uses the Bible as a prop to add to his image as a good religious man. In the 1996 film, however, another novel is employed without a cover, similar to how Richard is covering his corrupt interior with a holy exterior. Richard also manipulates and uses the Bishop of Ely and the Church to make himself appear superior. Richard creates a group of allies but removes them if they disobey him. Buckingham was originally a loyal friend yet when he refused to murder the Princes Richard found some one else in the form of Tyrrel, after this Tyrrel appears to take Buckinghams place as Richards closest acquaintance. Richard kills to protect himself, by removing those in his way he has a clear path to the throne. This can be related to Stalin as well as Hitler. Stalin ordered purges of his opponents, removing his foes creating an unchallengeable leadership. The rivalry between Richard and Richmond towards the end of the play is similar to a modern election, with Richard and Richmond playing the parts of the politicians. The play ends with Richard and Richmond fighting one on one, comparable with a debate between two politicians. Richard and Richmond have no exterior help and have to use each others weaknesses to their own advantage. This can be compared to the recent Bush v Kerry debate. Bush and Kerry are running for president, Richard and Richmond are competing for the throne. All need to prove themselves and attempt to defeat their rival. It can be said that Richmond is Richards nemesis, the opponent that cannot be beaten or overcome. Richard can be described as political but was he successful? Richard did, eventually achieve his goal, gaining the crown yet lost it after only two years. It could be said, therefore, that Richard was not a success as he was killed although he failed militarily rather than politically and had succeeded up to that point. As Richard failed as a soldier, he could still be called a successful politician. Political could also mean artful, ingenious, unscrupulous and cunning all of which can be applied to Richard at some point during the play. Richard is sly and gets away with treason, a crime punishable with death, he manages to put the blame on other people and avoid punishment himself. This could be considered successful, as he was never caught. Going back to the criteria for a politician it can be said that Richard is definitely a politician one who seeks personal or partisan gain, often by scheming and by manoeuvring but it is difficult to say whether he was successful or not.

Reflective Entry Purple Hibiscus by Chimamands Ngozi

Reflective Entry Purple Hibiscus by Chimamands Ngozi Using one or two passages from Purple Hibiscus to support your arguments, discuss how you interpret the ending of this novel? What is the message Adichie is relaying? â€Å"That night, I dreamed that I was laughing, but it did not sound like my laughter, although I was not sure what my laughter sounded like. It was cackling and throaty and enthusiastic, like Aunty Ifeoma’s† (Ngozi 299).Advertising We will write a custom essay sample on Reflective Entry: â€Å"Purple Hibiscus† by Chimamands Ngozi specifically for you for only $16.05 $11/page Learn More The above excerpt was echoed by Kambili as she was heading to her aunt’s home to visit the family that was staying there. Where their father sent her together with her brother Jali, to live with their Aunt Ifeoma’s who is a professor and is living with her children who are happy and are left to do whatever they feel like. This is unlike what Kambili is used to at her home wher e her stringent, rich and staunch Christian father believes in the rule of the fist. Her father rules their home with an iron fist and her together with her brother is not allowed to do whatever they like. They grow in a tyranny home which is as much of a dictatorship just like what Nigerian as a country is facing. The passage shows how much Kambili has grown in personality and how free and bold she is becoming. Her Aunt is of a free mind and is liberal as opposed to her father. The passage therefore shows how much living under her Aunts roof (house) has changed her personality. While at her Aunt’s house, Kambili fell in love with a liberal preacher a move which is seen as a sign of shedding naivety. Kambili has grown to being admirable and is viewing herself with much more respect and able to stand for what she believes in. she is empowered by the staying with her Aunt and her children. Feeling free and able to make mistakes she is headed back to her father’s house. T hen, she is more able to make mistakes and learn from them as opposed to the life their father had put her with her brother where they were to grow as perfect kids. In this passage, Adichie is trying to bring about the themes of oppression, defiance and change. The defiance is learnt in Nsukka a place associated with hte purple Hibiscus. Hte whole book is about freedom and oppression. It features the transformation from these two themes which are exhibited by Kambili.Advertising Looking for essay on literature languages? Let's see if we can help you! Get your first paper with 15% OFF Learn More The book ends with Kambili returning to Nsukka to visit the new family of Ifeoma’s flat while she laughs her way to the place which she says isâ€Å"Because Nsukka could free something deep inside your belly that would rise up to your throat and come out as a freedom song. As laughter† (Ngozi 299). The ending of the novel comes with the enlightenment of Kambili, the confidence and defiance cultivated as she was living in her aunt’s house in Nsukka. It ends as she is travelling back to visit the family that is staying in her aunt’s house who had moved to America after she lost her job for defying the University, defiance which is emulated by Kambili in her characters as she returned home. She is travelling back to see experience the feeling of freedom and the place where the cycle is broken, where they moved from being voiceless to being able to air their views on concerns that affected them. Ngozi’s message in this novel is that of enlightenment: that as human beings we need to be able to air our views on matters touching on our personality and we need to allow others the space to do so too. Living an oppressed life cripples our abilities and we end up achieving less, but when we are left to be free, we discover ourselves and live a better life. Ngozi, Chimamands. Purple Hibiscus. Lagos: Harper Collins Publish ers, 2010.

What you need to know about background checks for your next job

What you need to know about background checks for your next job Let’s get right to the facts about this one. You should expect an employment background check on the path to your next job. Conservative estimates show nearly three quarters of all employers perform some sort of background check on every new hire. While mandated by law in some cases, clearing a background check is a necessary condition for the great majority of new hires. The number one concern for employers is workplace safety.For precisely that reason, employment background checks include multiple dimensions and draw from several sources of information. Employers use background checks to determine the risk a candidate represents regarding occupational safety, criminal behavior (e.g., theft, violence, bribery), and creating hostile working conditions.The specifics of what an employment background check includes differ according to the role, organization, or industry. Almost one half of candidates say they are unsure of what employers are investigating during an employment bac kground check. Between 30 and 50 percent include reviewing a candidate’s credit history.Though estimates vary, at least nine percent (.pdf) of all employment background checks reveal derogatory information about a candidate. Our research shows that one-third of all jobseekers are concerned that information in their background will interfere with getting hired.Yet for many good candidates, an instance of background blight on its own is not enough to disqualify. But it does involve an additional set of conversations between the candidate and employer to determine whether past mistakes are relevant to the current job and future performance.Some basics of employment background checksEmployment background checks are often conducted by third-party vendors. Therefore, jobseekers should become aware of their rights under the Fair Credit Reporting Act (FCRA), which governs such transactions.As mentioned earlier, background checks investigate several areas of a candidate’s histo ry. Because workplace safety is paramount, nearly every candidate is investigated for criminal history. For most candidates, a background check will also include confirming identity, employment history, education, and professional credentials.For some roles, ongoing illegal drug use is a focus, and may require a pre-employment drug test. Other roles will look at DMV records and driving history. Less common are medical history and Workers’ Compensation claims.Some candidates can expect more rigorous background checks. Positions of high trust will necessitate additional scrutiny, especially handling valuable assets or offsite work on another’s property. The same applies to positions that involve driving, operating tools or machinery, or handling hazardous materials.Senior managers, especially those with fiduciary responsibilities, can expect scrutiny of their financial history, as can anyone in a position to bribe or be bribed. And candidates being hired for roles that e xpose them to confidential or secure information, including trade secrets and intellectual property assets, will also be investigated thoroughly.The three things to sweatWhat you say about yourself not matching what the employer finds in your background check reportOne rule of thumb for clearing a background check is whether â€Å"candidates are who they say they are.† Employers can make a case for hiring a candidate who has been upfront about a prior lapse of judgment. But employers cannot do so with candidates found having a current lapse of judgment in representing themselves truthfully. The most common areas that candidates falsify are education, professional credentials, and employment history. When discovered, it is an immediate deal breaker, even if you’re the CEO.If in doubt, contact the applicable keeper of records. It is very easy for employers to do, and likewise for job candidates wanting to verify their past accomplishments.False, inaccurate, or misleading information appearing in your background checkAs much as you’ve been truthful about yourself, you can’t necessarily expect the system to vouch for you. Background checks can and do contain wrong information, which can cost jobseekers dearly.Data brokering is a sketchy and unregulated business, operating in a legal grey area and increasingly outside of U.S. jurisdiction. Even post-GDPR, custodians of your background data have neither the resources nor the incentives to maintain its integrity. That includes reporting bureaus with whom employers contract for background checks, and especially the sources from which they scrape your background data.It is a good idea for all jobseekers to do as much detective work on themselves as possible. Start by ordering a free credit report. Always request a copy of an employer background check report if your state allows it. Do what you can to obtain DMV and court records, along with any prior background check reports. Consider using a paid service if any doubts linger.Derogatory background information bringing about the end of the conversationIf your background contains a criminal conviction, it does not necessarily mean an automatic disqualification.Most employers treat discovery of derogatory background information on a case-by-case basis. As a rule, it is handled very conscientiously and discreetly, and only among need-to-know persons, typically the recruiter or an HR representative and the legal department. Together they review the facts and determine how best to proceed to ensure fairness and regulatory compliance, yet maintain workplace safety.When should a candidate with derogatory background information discuss it with an employer?  Experts advise one of two courses. If it relates to something fundamental about performing the job (e.g., a candidate for a driving job having a DUI conviction), then it needs to be discussed early in the process. That allows both the candidate and the recruiter to determi ne whether there is a workaround. If on the other hand, it is not directly relevant to performing the job, then it should be brought up later, at the point when it is clear to the candidate that a job offer is probable.In either case, the candidate needs to demonstrate that as an exit of the criminal justice system, the past has been resolved, present obligations are being satisfied, and the future represents no greater risk to the employer than any other candidate. It also provides the candidate with a unique opportunity to apply the tried and true CAR technique to demonstrate his or her value, in an extraordinarily vivid and impressive way.The bottom lineBackground checks are often complicated. Employers must follow numerous regulations and procedures, which are subject to frequent change. Therefore, employers are typically advised against having a blanket background check policy.For jobseekers, it is worthwhile to find out what employers see. Anything you can do to make things ea sier for the employer is mutually beneficial. Show that you are low risk, and use your experiences to demonstrate your value just like any other top candidate. And always be truthful, no matter what’s in your background.LiveCareer  offers assistance to job seekers at every step of the journey. Access free  resume templates  and  resume examples, plus a  cover letter builder  and advice on how to answer  interview questions  of all stripes.

Corporate governance board in an organization operates via the Essay

Corporate governance board in an organization operates via the different members of board of directors - Essay Example The aim of this paper is to illustrate the working of corporate governance by means of the literature review. Corporate governance rules are settled by the directors who give rules and regulations for the firm to move it in a specific direction to achieve different goals. Corporate governance actually gives rules for internal control of the firm. This literature review shows different views on corporate governance of various scholars i.e. the point of generation of this idea and its history. The paper then elaborates on the principle of corporate governance and their responsibilities; two distinctive models are described for corporate governance, which are used all over the world. These models clearly defines that why the firms in the United Kingdom are not as powerful as in United States. The reason is provide latterly in the paper by showing different examples of United States industries that actually fails because their corporate governance was unable to work. Then what are corpor ate governance model used by the Asian companies are provided. The paper uses three different examples to show that either corporate governance work or not. ... The last section is the few lines defining the conclusion taken from over all paper. The paper uses the examples of real firms that show that either corporate governance work or not. These real examples show that how their corporate governance works so that we can conclude that either the concept of corporate governance work or not. Corporate governance concept does work but it all depends on the individual forming the board of director or corporate governance. Corporate governance ideology does work and that is the reason that why the top firms are still working. The best direction and decision making system is the only reason that works and all these are provided by corporate governance. The paper not only shows that the either corporate governance work or not rather it also provide that how corporate governance work. The examples of real firms that are taken to elaborate the aim of paper will clearly define that how their corporate governance working for the success of the firm. Fro instance, the example of Cadbury shoes that their corporate governance decided to separate the confectionery firms from the beverages firms and this decision really works and the firm actually gain profits. Different statistical data of the companies are provided by the paper that shows that impact of decision making and regulation provided by corporate governance. The approach to literature review is made by the use different scholarly piece of work. Different books are used to elaborate the topic and scholar's journals are sued to seek the issue discussed by this paper. Moreover, the paper uses the real firm's data showing the actual and real evidences that either the corporate work or not. This data is taken from different