At night, every night, my mom would tuck me under my blanket which had Canuck logos plastered all over it. I would always be laying on the bottom bunk of my bunk-bed. Though the top was vacant, I always felt more comfortable on the bottom for some reason. She would never let me go a sleep without pressing her lips against my forehead and telling me how much she loved me. She would then dim my lights as she walked out of my teal walled room and wish me a good night’s sleep. At this point in time, I was immature, adolescent and loving life. One day my mom had been out for a jog in the cool winter air of November after she had finished work. I was sitting in my kitchen. My dad was chopping up roast beef which had just finished broiling in the slow cooker, and the smell of cooked onions and meat filled the house. My mom returned from her jog, seemingly upset. I was pestering my dad about letting me watch TV and my sister had been doing her homework in the other room. My mom proceeded to explain to my dad how she fell during her jog and that something didn’t feel right. She picked up a blue point pen and showed him how she was unable to compose her letters properly. She couldn’t write her name. My dad was incredulous at how my mom struggled to write and immediately took her to the doctor. Worried for my mother, I asked if I could come along but they said I had to stay home and watch my sisters. I explained to my older sister what had happened and she told me not to worry, saying it was probably just the flu. She told me to leave her alone because she needed to focus on her homework. I went downstairs to watch TV even though my dad said I couldn’t, and I remember feeling quite guilty of it afterwards. I woke up the next day to the morning dew of winter making my window less and less transparent. My parents called me and my two sisters, one younger and the other older, into the living room. After intensive back and forth retorts between me and my parents as they tried to get me out of bed, in a lackadaisical, tepid manner, I complied and followed them to the living room where my sisters were already curled up beside our fireplace. The three of us had no idea of the intensive caliber of what we were about to hear. They explained to us that after going to the doctor and doing multiple brain scans, my mother was diagnosed with brain cancer. Upon hearing this, my older sister broke into tears. The contagious, sorrowful cries of my sister spread to my little sister, then me and then both my parents. My little sister and I did not fully understand the concept of what it meant and the severity of it. The morning sun was shining through the still slightly transparent window. Soon my dad drove the three of us to our nearby school and dropped us off for the day. Months later after intensive coma therapy and the use of many prescriptions, my mom came home after a long surgery. When I saw her I burst into tears and ran away. She had a massive metal stitching stretching around her forehead to where her ears were. It swooped around in rings and went in and out of her head. Behind the stitching’s was a massive scar which was in plain sight due to her hair loss from the chemo. It scared me. She didn’t look like herself. She came and found me hiding in my closet and got me to come out. A few hours later I fell asleep in my parent’s bed between her and my dad. 5 months later, she was hospitalized and unable to talk due to the massive tumor growth. She could still understand us, and most importantly still smile. One day I was sitting in my car with my little sister playing ridiculous and completely pointless games as we always used to do. My dad was picking up my older sister from a friends and went in to get her. When we were all seated in the car, he said he had to tell us something. His voice was quivering as if he was on a bumpy roller coaster, unable to stay monotone. He told us that our mom died early that day. Of course, we all burst into
than 80 million visitors a year. My family and I always look forward to our vacations in Daytona, Florida during the frigid winter break. The other night as I was sitting on the couch the smell of an orange, my sister had been eating, reminded me of one of my vacations in Florida. I will never forget the moment when I rolled the car window down and smelt the fresh sweet air. I couldn’t wait to walk along the beach and feel the soft white smooth sand between my toes.
All I wanted to do was go…
under that a thick layer of fat. This keeps the penguins so warm they will actually fluff their feather to released trapped heat in order to cool down. In addition to their fine attire, penguins are well known for their swimming abilities. Using their flippers for propulsion and their feet as a rudder, penguins can swim in excess of 12 mph. Through the use of air sacs to protect their lungs, penguins can stay under water for 15 to 20 minutes and dive as deep as 275 feet. In the water, penguins typically…
set the scene, Boy admires a girl from across the room, their eyes meet and it was love at first sight, hard to believe; but it happened to me.
Once upon a time, ok maybe not that straightforward; but close. My fairytales began; one cool January morning, the air was chilly and blustery. While sitting on my Aunt Emma’s porch, in a modest town near Jackson, Mississippi I met a man that I believed he was sent from God. I wanted to go inside, but something electric was keeping me from leaving the…
Introduction to Ecology
Scientific research is important for what it teaches directly ( like in experiments, direct knowledge). But also, there is a stimulation of more studies ( to ask and answer more questions).
Figure 1.5 American Redstart Breeding /Winter Ground Study
Stable Isotope Analysis
Chemical elements (Periodic Table) have different atomic masses.
Proportions of isotopes vary across the environments and this is reflected in the body tissue of organisms.
*Recent advantages in ecology take advantage…
truthful and factual to the best of my ability.
The telling of this tale is not intended to resurface, or polish up a tawdry sequence of events; make over myself for a more plausible past, or even forswear my long-gone, forever relationship with my parents. It is meant to portray research I acquired investigating some of my family memories, while I was growing up to be an adult human on this spaceship, planet Earth. Also, in discovering original sourcing for some of my adult personality traits- good…
Introduction to Hydroponics and Controlled Environment Agriculture
by Patricia A. Rorabaugh, Ph.D. University of Arizona Controlled Environment Agriculture Center 1951 E. Roger Road Tucson, AZ 85719 Revised December, 2012
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1: Controlled Environment Agriculture and Hydroponics: Past, Present and Future The Plant How to grow greenhouse crops Plant Protection: Insects and Diseases Basic Principals of Hydroponics Transplant Production Pollination, Fertilization and Bee…
certain stable organic compounds, especially chlorofluorocarbons, which may find their way to the stratosphere without being destroyed in the troposphere due to their low reactivity. Once in the stratosphere, the Cl and Br atoms are liberated from the parent compounds by the action of ultraviolet light, e.g.
+ electromagnetic radiation → + Cl
The Cl and Br atoms can then destroy ozone molecules through a variety of catalytic cycles. In the simplest example of such a cycle, a chlorine atom reacts with…
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"Orlando" redirects here. For other uses, see Orlando (disambiguation).
City of Orlando
Top row: Downtown Orlando; 2nd row: Orange County Courthouse, Universal Studios Florida, Walt Disney World; 3rd row: Gatorland, SeaWorld Orlando,Amway Center; 4th row: Lake Eola fountain, The Mall at Millenia, Church Street Station
Nickname(s): "The City Beautiful," "O-Town,""Theme Park Capital…
Describe Griffith’s experiment that showed bacterial transformation: (How Gene’s work)
(on slides from How Gene’s Work) He took two strains of Streptococcus (which causes pneumonia in mammals) and had 2 strains. R (harmless, nonpathogenic) and S (pathogenic).
First, starts with injecting living S cells that have a protective capsule, the mouse dies because capsule protects the S strain from the mouse’s defenses. It is pathogenic.
Then, injects living R cells with no protective capsule. Mouse…
If a squirrel saw a hawk first, it would make a loud shrieking noise to alert unaware individuals. The squirrel that alerted the others now has a higher chance of dying. This practice can lean to the genetic viability of the individual because when parent sacrifice their own…