Pattern Recognition The novel, Pattern Recognition, by William Gibson, follows Cayce Pollard, a 32-year old “coolhunter”, who can determine whether a product or brand will become successful. In other words, her job entails recognizing patterns in the market, and applying them to maximize profits. Her monotonous life takes a sudden turn when she is given an intriguing assignment: to find the creator of the F:F:F, an online website which has captivated the entire world. Overall, this book is thought-provoking, and definitely worth reading.
Though she was deaf and blind she managed to learn many skills and was very successful. Helen was accepted into Radcliffe College in Boston, Massachusetts. In college she wrote one of her many books called "The Story of My Life." This book was published in 1903. The book was an autobiography dealing with her early life and experiences with her teacher/friend, Anne Sullivan.
I can’t imagine that writing a book in this format on such a topic was an easy thing to do but she did an amazing job at informing all the readers using humor to relay her message. I can’t recall ever reading an introductory book however, it is clear that the amount of information author Sally Campbell Galman provided was extensive. Shane, The Lone Ethnographer has eight chapters and at least three out of the eight included steps for the framework. A few of the other chapters included additional need to know steps on things like collection methods, analyzing data, and results.
In 1903 she published her first autobiography “Story of My Life” with the help of Anne Sullivan and John Macy, Anne’s soon to be husband. Many people were inspired by her story, Helen once said “Keep your face to the sun and you will never see the shadows”. Helen graduated from Radcliffe College at the age of 24 in 1904. She lived with Anne and John after they got married and she resumed to learn from her mentor.
In the nineteenth and twentieth century, as Europe started to conquer the world, many places became “safe” to the females to travel, inspiring many female traveler writers at this time period. On October 15, 1831, at Borough Bridge Hall, the little baby girl Isabella Lucy, named after her two grandmothers, was born (Stoddart 8). Little did the family knew this girl would someday travel around the world, visit Korea, and write about her journeys. As a female traveler writer, Isabella Bird presents her journey in Korea as an opportunity for discovery, examining her journey carefully and writing everything as true as it is in an opened mind. Isabella Bird seemed destined to travel, even as a woman in the nineteenth century, everything around her, her family and her health, prepared her for her journey of traveling the world later on.
Jackie Ivie is an American writer from Salt Lake City in Utah. The second child among five siblings, she was always the life of the party entertaining her sisters and brother with invented stories escapades and games. She is mostly known for the Vampire Assassin League, and Knights series of novels. She mainly writes in either the paranormal or contemporary romance genres. From a young age, Jackie Ivie treasured books and would consume literature on almost any subject.
Picture books are an ideal format to introduce students to the wonderful world of reading. One of today’s masters of picture books is Patricia Polacco, a prolific author whose words and pictures have inspired and delighted countless children. In fact, many of her books are autobiographical in nature, thereby allowing her to share her own stories and experiences with her readers. Two such titles are Thank You, Mr. Falker, in which she pays homage to the special teacher who helped her learn to read, and Something about Hensley’s, a tribute to the magical general store and its equally marvelous shopkeeper in her hometown. Heartwarming narratives and charming artwork are characteristic of all of Polacco’s books, and these two are no exception.
I had a History professor at Central Texas College during my undergraduate studies that was able to spread her excitement about the subject like a virus. It seemed that she was able to relate every single lesson in the syllabus to our lives, which made me care more, because I could identify myself with what I was learning. She was always able to provide a day-by-day digest of historical events regarding all services of the United States military, which amazed me because this occurred before the Internet was the search engine that it has become today. She was like watching a live Paul Harvey “The Rest of the Story” segment.
Contrary to what some may think, love can be found in one hundred and seventy five words. I hold such a love deep in my heart for Elizabeth Bishop’s poem “Filling Station”, because it assisted me in discovering the writer within me and encouraged me to expand my academic skills, even outside of school. It takes me back to the second week of senior year. I recall the smile on my overly-fervent AP Literature teacher’s face as she played a recording of Bishop reading her poem. She said the poet read her piece aloud at a university somewhere, and the second after she had finished reading, she dropped the poem and ran out the door without a final word to be had.
Portrait Vasilisa appeared in our house long before me. Maybe that's why I always treated her as a full member of our family. Business, compassionate to my family, she loved to walk around the house and, spreading her long, giving her an academic air mustache, looked after order in the house. Watching her, it seemed that she had her own opinions on each case and issue.
I am reading The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls. This memoir gives the reader a peek into the major events encompassing in the unusual life of Jeanette Walls. The reason i decided to read this novel was merely because of the raving reviews of the people around me. They said it was a very quick read because i would have trouble setting the book down and they were very true. The main character is the author obviously and we follow her through her struggles growing up that even follow her to some of her adult life until she finally finds her happily ever after.
Something that contributes to how I define myself is the babysitter I had as a child. Her name was Janina Kolanek, we called her Jean, and she was a polish immigrant. She taught me a whole load of life lessons, both directly and indirectly, that shaped me into the person I am today. Jean didn’t necessarily have the best life. She was a prisoner of war in the Holocaust as a child and she never saw her family again after that.
Friendship took on a new name today You came into the room You began moving with purpose, moving with grace Nothing is quite the same in our place Friendship grew to new heights the day You stood on the line Came out of your comfort zone Helped remove the stones along the way Friendship adds lace to life’s seams every day That your love pours water for the thirsty, Sews, pastes, cuts, binds and delivers limited resources Encourages the hesitant and troubled to pray Friendship, your friendship has made us complete Like cobbler and fruitcake, it’s heartwarming sweet Given freely, it has helped – gosh – a plenty To draw others near to serve and cheer many Friendship, your friendship has helped us stand on the line