I’m new here, and I’m really impressed with the Welcome Package. Its humor is wonderful, but the style might be improved.
For example, the first line, “The Holy Scriptures, in it's original form, is the inerrant Word of God…” has a typo; it’s should be its.
Or are you simply trying to see who reads the Welcome Package.
In school, I try to include a mistake to see if the teacher really reads my work. For example I wrote: Even though my dangly earrings and clinkly bracelets make me appear to be Tarzan’s Delilah, I am really Ali Baba’s Morgiana.
The teacher circled, Tarzan and wrote, “Do you mean Sampson?” so I know she read it.
So La Diablita on my left shoulder says, “Ask CFS if the typo is deliberate.”
I like to run. My boyfriend likes to run. He is teaching me to play tennis. After we run, he uses me to wipe the tennis court, and his sweaty, salty hugs give me the highest of highs.
The real highlight of any week is going to mass with my mother. If anything is bothering me, we talk about it. It sort of cleanses my soul. Sometimes during mass I go to sleep or I meditate. I’m not sure what to call it. I believe that I’m awake, but I am concentrating so much on the events that I expect to happen in the week ahead that I am unaware that my brother poking me, “Ghid, time go. Ghid, time go.” It is so cool. Something about mass gets me ready for the next week. Well, I’m weard.
We have a dog, Goldfish. That is a funny story.
I have three older brothers. The two of he older brothers have grown up, and they have gone to seek their fortunes.
I miss my brothers. They played word games with me. That is how I learned to speak English.
I don’t have any real plans for a career, except that I want to go to college to widen the options. I’m interested in the creative process. Last year in school I learned about ethos, pathos, and logos, the three reason that people believe what they believe.
Ethos is I believe because someone said so. Pathos is I believe because of some emotional attachment. Logos is I believe because of a logical argument. Often the premise of an argument is an ethos.
The more creative we can be with ethos, the more likely we will be to find the way things are. For example, Michael Faraday belonged to a Christian denomination that believed that people related to each other in a circle, but before Faraday, all of the know forces traveled in straight lines. His ethos in circular relationships may have led him to visualize magnetic fields as circular, which indeed they are.
Probably, I have babbled enough.
For example, the first line, “The Holy Scriptures, in it's original form, is the inerrant Word of God…” has a typo; it’s should be its.
Or are you simply trying to see who reads the Welcome Package.
In school, I try to include a mistake to see if the teacher really reads my work. For example I wrote: Even though my dangly earrings and clinkly bracelets make me appear to be Tarzan’s Delilah, I am really Ali Baba’s Morgiana.
The teacher circled, Tarzan and wrote, “Do you mean Sampson?” so I know she read it.
So La Diablita on my left shoulder says, “Ask CFS if the typo is deliberate.”
I like to run. My boyfriend likes to run. He is teaching me to play tennis. After we run, he uses me to wipe the tennis court, and his sweaty, salty hugs give me the highest of highs.
The real highlight of any week is going to mass with my mother. If anything is bothering me, we talk about it. It sort of cleanses my soul. Sometimes during mass I go to sleep or I meditate. I’m not sure what to call it. I believe that I’m awake, but I am concentrating so much on the events that I expect to happen in the week ahead that I am unaware that my brother poking me, “Ghid, time go. Ghid, time go.” It is so cool. Something about mass gets me ready for the next week. Well, I’m weard.
We have a dog, Goldfish. That is a funny story.
I have three older brothers. The two of he older brothers have grown up, and they have gone to seek their fortunes.
I miss my brothers. They played word games with me. That is how I learned to speak English.
I don’t have any real plans for a career, except that I want to go to college to widen the options. I’m interested in the creative process. Last year in school I learned about ethos, pathos, and logos, the three reason that people believe what they believe.
Ethos is I believe because someone said so. Pathos is I believe because of some emotional attachment. Logos is I believe because of a logical argument. Often the premise of an argument is an ethos.
The more creative we can be with ethos, the more likely we will be to find the way things are. For example, Michael Faraday belonged to a Christian denomination that believed that people related to each other in a circle, but before Faraday, all of the know forces traveled in straight lines. His ethos in circular relationships may have led him to visualize magnetic fields as circular, which indeed they are.
Probably, I have babbled enough.