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An interesting philosophic theory story: The story of the 100th monkey1stinky 2012-05-29 22:26:45
This is a very interesting story. Go up century 50 time is prime, kyoto university spirit grows a multitude of high school science class, the study of monkeys on the island for the province of Qi in the palace of the Japanese a poetic name of China, giving a monkey in a kind of potato that had never eaten. At first, this group of monkeys are found throughout the time to wait and see - you should eat potatoes which were stained with mud. There is a monkey with time later, after washing the yam belt clean the beach, ate. After monkeys see this monkey is made, also try to imitate in succession. Very wonderful, you get monkeys number 100 is being imitated in cleaning, producing a striking change however - the monkey who has never learned to wash the yam, is abrupt from one night, you hear about this kind of almost new, that is, another monkey who does not know how to wash the yam, but did not follow the monkey has learned to get in touch, but we also know that this method really. More surprising is not found between the time the new law to unexpected transoceanic washs yam, pass the Monkey Hill Gao Qi huge there that divide a county, but these two groups of monkeys have no relationship or contact contact completely. Alleged "100 monkeys effect" is to be noted: When the amount of any such behavior to a certain level (critical point) later in regard to the limitation of overtime can be heaven, and distribution area other previous group. For the character organization, wants to reach an agreement with the person of any idea or behavior only, the adherence of certain level, meet, of course, self-identity as a rising wind and clouds get more people faster, the support. Xie Rui England scientific exceeds (and of one of the k r l d mail S r h E R P up) I: reduplicative constant behavior can form a kind of memory, also can not react by knowing how to think. Repeated movement of 100 monkeys, formed a kind "zone of magnetic field", the other monkey had not learned, and this "zone of magnetic field" generation "resonance", and learned these behaviors. the learning point of view of the organization, any new studies or change, should someone who does not fear failure, to try to be brave, jump to become the first the first monkey, someone with talent can still imitated. Moreover, being in the "study group" (g n i r n of a mail-m L T EA) before, you must first "study group" (m of a mailing of T g n i n r of the L ea) will be the first one demonstrative action, extend the period of incidence for new stadium. Then, to an organization wants to have a much, it is agreed, can only reach the critical point and assumed, the effect of the rapid generation transmission. Base of Japan handles the point of view of Mr. Jing Xingxiong Grandmaster boat, have a 7% (turns into the left and right) an employee is accepted, can have a remarkable progress. Of course West also administrative expert someone thinks, which was the procedure that changes the company wants the employee self-identity over 20% only agree with changing leadership courage.
What do you think of my story?0tylik2012-08-01 06:52:01
OK I'm ten. I wrote this story, and I was hoping YA'LL tell me what you think. I'll have to put a bit of history here, and respond to this with a bit more of the same , probably. See you at the door open for Farmer Crow
The story of the man I1IcE BoX ;) 2012-04-28 19:20:04
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How do you like my short story?0Keybria2012-08-02 16:09:02
I am a psychiatrist for the District of New Haven School, my job is to take all the snot rotten system, and reform. Well, I'll tell you is that you can not do! But this is not my current thinking, as I sat in my office a few weeks ago, a worn looking pair arrived with her child. I knew him immediately, although it had not set eyes again on the hideous face that I know of his annoying nasal voice. He immediately sent the child to sit, and that his parents let us (which is a private meeting, as all these little terrors as Tommy Bannacken NHSD is offered in private meetings). When I finally got around to actually pay attention to the child, I realized that with the job, Tommy's face could look more presentable, although that was a question I was unable to answer today. I immediately made efforts to be friendly (as I am a psychiatrist, this is a very important part of my job), but his cold attitude made it difficult, and finally I became rather angry and hostile. It was then, for the first time since you received your file, opened it and browsed it, but before he could enter the second paragraph I got sick with contempt, was this boy, not yet eleven years old, actually same child who had stabbed his professor of mathematics in the eye with a pair of scissors? I had no choice, not that I did not want to send the brat to CDA, for indeed belong there, but their parents complain endlessly, and then I have to go through appeals, and talk, and perhaps a hearing or two, everything a kid could not control. Senf you out of the room and looked at his picture, this time paying more attention to your mouth, playing with it in my mind, yes, it looked like the work of his face, it would be desirable, as much as that of Dorothy, while (again) that was something I thought impossible to answer. Just then the phone rang. It was Dr. Yao, my "sculptor", so to speak, of the CDA. "I have your order ready, Dorothy needed to work a bit more than usual, but I think your daughter likes." He smiled, finally, something good had come that day. My daughter always wanted a doll-size, and today is.
Attention ,big story here.1Ginger2012-10-03 06:36:02
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How do you like my short story?1lacy2012-09-14 01:23:02
As a young man I had always had a curious fascination with the dead, and throughout my life I have pursued this dream of mine to no end. My dream was to somehow find an Elixir, if you will, for the secret of eternal health. As you may well believe I was laughed out of the schools in Copenhagen, Brussels, even Berlin. But there was one man who offered to teach me his trade, his experimental exploration of the human anatomy. This man, whose name is now synonymous perhaps with the Devil himself, was the famous Dr. Josef Mengele. Of course at that time he wasn't working with Herr Hitler or his deadly Chimera Project, but this latter venture into the realm of fiction would lead to your dear brother's successful completion of his dream. In 1943 the Nazi second in command, Josef Goebbels, asked me to accompany Mengele, your brother Thomas, and himself to a remote island in the Hawaiian Island Chain following the Japanese invasion, under the pretense of searching for a rare jewel Hitler apparently needed for some obscure purpose of warfare. Three days into our journey we arrived at a cave on the island of Oahu, where Japanese bombers had attacked the American naval fleet. We were given diving suits, and told that the jewel lay in the sunken USS Arizona. I was immediately hesitant to enter the wreck without my guide (a local man, who swore on his life that what we were looking for was not a product of any local artisan or other gem-maker, although this assertion was a conundrum in itself because it suggested that the stone had come from noplace). Mengele joined me, and the two of us set off to find this treasure. What my eyes beheld was a sight no man should ever face, not even as a punishment for the worst of his sins; the bloated bodies of the doomed sea men floated by us as we made our way towards the safe room, and as I swam past one corpse I accidentally brushed up against it and all manner of sea life came spurting out of a rather large hole in the dead man's side; a crab scuttled out to see what had disturbed his feast, and a rather large fish swam towards me at great speed, as if he intended to devour me in that very instant. I managed to avoid the fish and the crab, and continued on towards the safe room, but my companion was nowhere in sight; I attempted to call him over the radio, ?but all I could pick up was static, but now and again I heard what seemed like the tune of some sea-chanty being hummed by a group of men. This I did not find unusual, because not only were Mengele and myself linked to the network, but the two radio-men back on the base-ship were also capable of broadcasting beneath the dark waters of the Harbor. Apparently the vessel had sunken into a previously undiscovered sea-cave because as soon as we entered the ship, all light was lost, even though we could clearly see a good five feet in any direction while we stood on the Harbor bottom, our feet slowly sinking into the muck. And now, here I was, looking for my fellow dive-mate and a gem which for some unknown reason held such importance to the Furher that he was willing to kill anybody who got in the way of his plan. I found the safe room easily enough, but I must have continued my search for Mengele for at least another half-hour before I gave up and began my return trip to the surface, when over my radio I heard a low voice chanting, "Silent lies the stranded ship, deep the darkness red; embark ye now on a fatal trip, for few are friends of the dead." It was then that I saw the figures struggling up through the muck; I saw them, with my own eyes! I have seen the Forsaken! This tale was told to me by a Nazi diver the US Navy picked up in Pearl Harbor; apparently the US Navy was involved in a secret project involving finding an "Elixir" of eternal life, and the fruits of the experiments were held aboard the sunken battleship USS Arizona.
Should my character act the way she does in my story?0healpmerealquick2012-10-06 09:16:15
In this chapter I'm writing it and parts Thema not sure. These are the important parts of life Thema Gray. MedlinePlus Born near Norway in the times before Christ, making her more than two thousand years old. She looked at her younger sister and lived his life. the equivalent of a priest told the king that his two sons, where evil. Even then the stories of vampires and witches were common and father really believed that this was true. At the time most had been traded to another man and was pregnant, because of the research I've done over the past Thema, which is the largest was pregnant at twelve years of age. Thema could see small bits of the future he saw what his father would do to his little sister and went to look. Before that the two sisters where Cyril vampiring grandchildren to gods and HSA (Ash and Lyric spelled backwards) who both were born and put together when reborn. Anyway back to the story when Thema came when his father was about to kill his sister. Thema froze and even in the 21st century really think it was her fault that her sister died. His father killed his youngest daughter and Thema attack killed his father. Because of her being the evil god granchild Hsa, killing polluted the soul and that the poison would kill the way. Now had the blond hair and gray eyes, but then she looked completely different. For days he wandered around the ground in agony. She became a vampire right and two children were born of Ash and Jasper. A few hundred years before our time Thema was still naive and childish and his real mother and son Cyril Darri HSA, found her and gave her a place to stay. Unfortunately, the same evil that had changed had changed Darri Thema Thema pregnant but had ceased to be a very small. Darri had killed his first victim and she changed in a way that had not Thema. Darri had become a sadist (This is where I think it gets to old for me, but I'm not so annoying) sexual and hoped his only daughter to be like her. Thackeray his other son had become a murderer who tortured young in other ways, not sex, but mental and physical torture. Thema wanted and did not want to stop what was happening, but Darri be the vampire queen of England at the time of Thema was nothing he could do. Hundreds of years passed with gray Thema Darri while Ash and Jasper had lived with other family. Thema Darri desperatly wanted to leave but would not allow Thema and not see her two sons in centuaries. His brother had rescued healthy but had the same disease that had Thema and Darri but was taking longer. While Thema saw his children and stayed with his brother was becoming increasingly unstable. soon began to kill and became so violent Thema had to leave. She was separated from her children and lived miles away from his family. People knew who she was and she was in serious danger to other people who wanted the throne of England. It was not long before the French hostage and brought up in a very sucluded in France. for months she has been abused physically and mentally because they had a copy of the list of all the information about vampires in England. He had hidden the copy and only she knew where he was hiding. Thema knew the letter would kill thousands of vampires and the French Council surpass Darri. His mother was a sadist and enjoyed the pain inflicted on herself and others. In the healthy part of her mind she truly loves him and went looking Thema. months later found beaten and unrecognizable Thema had a vampire drug pumped into her that made her delusional. yet she had not told them about the list and when I discovered this Darri Thema believed to be worthy of the throne. She was the queen and her mother was gone and everything was fine. Ash and his daughter has grown a little wild in the late nighties and had been going out to a club one night when she was attacked and scarred forever. it was thousands of years old, but his body and Thema were both a body of a teenager. Ash identified his attacker to be Thackeray, his brother crazy mothers. When Thema finally found after months of hunting he was surprised by the way he had become. during a physical fight Thema had the chance she had been able to kill his brother and put him in a prison preferred vampire. Ash got angry and left the family and denied that she was the daughter of Thema, and even changed his surname. At the end of the story the reader gets to know my protagonist Wynter is the younger sister and eventually kidnaps Thackeray and held hostage. Thema kills him, but I'm not sure how to react. Ash is still angry and end Thema must defent their actions, I'm not sure how she could justify the choice of his brother on his daughter. Am
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What is being built in this story?1Comfort Emma2012-08-27 07:09:02
in a town jam jam in a living city of the tribes went missing children come to a meeting in the days of jebus saying that we have a part of the earth and settled there for forty years until they ate dry land and wealth of our parents homeland jebus little knew that he was in town that day and overturned tables and calling people to obey his teachings to women wanted no children due to lost and saved all his works because there are husbands who worked inside and established herds that used all there to negotiate rent near two months , call another town meeting and said how good care of our family is that I say to you that will give your child a snake if he asks for a fish , then asked to give bad jebus trial for all its problems, said this and was told that their help and telling jebus said trumpets should preach these teachings was the woman madly saying things like : why should we share and we have no custom anything involving missing children , said , jam jam is where we will work and be here to give our children our wealth jebus test said I 'm Father in heaven and you go home you wicked generation
How do you like my short story?2Aldis2012-10-12 16:29:02
I am a psychiatrist for the New Haven School District; my job is to take all the rotten snots of the system, and reform them. Well, I'll tell you, it's can't be done! But, this is not my current thought; as I sat in my office a few weeks ago, a rather worn-out looking couple came in with their boy. I knew him immediately, for even if I had not once set eyes on his disgusting face I'd know him from his annoyingly nasal-toned voice. I immediately commanded the boy to sit down, and for his parents to leave us (this being a private meeting, as all such little terrors as Tommy Bannacken are afforded by the NHSD these private sessions). When I finally got around to actually paying attention to the boy, I noticed that, with work, Tommy's face could look more presentable, although to whom was a question I was presently unable to answer. I immediately made efforts to be friendly (as I am a psychiatrist, this is a very vital part of my trade), but his cold demeanor made it difficult, and finally I became rather angry and hostile. It was then that, for the first time since receiving his file, I opened it and browsed it, but before I could get into the second paragraph I became ill with contempt; was this boy, not yet eleven years of age, really the same boy who had stabbed his math teacher in the eye with a pair of scissors? I had no choice; not that I didn't want to send the little snot to CDA, because he most definitely belonged there; but his parents would whine endlessly, and then I'd have to go through appeals, and talks, and maybe a hearing or two, all over a little brat who couldn't control himself. I senf him out of the room and looked again at his picture, this time paying more attention to his mouth, playing with it in my mind; yes, it did seem that with work his face would be desirable, almost as much as Dorothy's, although (again) to whom was something I found impossible to answer. Just then, my phone rang. It was Dr. Yao, my "sculptor", as it were, from CDA. "I have your order ready; Dorothy needed a little more work than usual, but I think your daughter will like her very much." I smiled; at last, something good had come of that day. My little girl had always wanted a life-sized doll, and today I would deliver.
Is this a good 9/11 story?0Cedquandra2012-11-05 23:54:27
As millions of people around the world took a moment of silence and bowed their heads to remember the tragic event of 9/11, so did all of the Strawberry Crest family. Eight years ago, on the morning of September 11, 19 Al-Qaeda terrorists hijacked four commercial jet airliners. The airliners were intentionally crashed into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York. Within hours, both buildings collapsed killing thousands and destroying other nearby buildings. Hijackers crashed a third plane into the Pentagon in Arlington, Virginia, just outside of Washington, D.C. The fourth plane crashed into a field in rural Pennsylvania. There were no survivors from any of the flights. Including the 19 hijackers, 2,993 people died in the planes and the World Trade Center. More than 90 countries lost citizens in the attacks on the World Trade Center. 411 emergency workers who responded to the scene died, risking their lives, in the attempt to rescue people and fight fires. Weeks after the attack the estimated death toll was over 6,000. To show that we remember, the football team and auxiliary team lined both sides of Gallagher Road, the main entrance to Strawberry Crest, and waved flags to honor those fallen heroes and citizens. Small Americans flags also lined the sidewalk on Gallagher Road all the way up to the school. Strawberry Crest lowered our flag to half mask to show our respect and sorrow. The most touching moment of the day was when the principal
TL Soong's life story1sugrbare242012-06-27 18:57:03
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