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    “The More You Read‚ The More You Know.” by Clody Lorenzo Glorioso III We‚ human beings‚ are born with intellect and understanding. We are created with a brain that helps us think and imagine. We are so blessed that we have this kind of gift from above. So‚ the question is‚ if we are given with this intelligence‚ why do we need books? A book is as important as our brain. Like our brain‚ it helps us understand things. But‚ our brain has limitations. We can only comprehend what our senses

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    My Culture, My Power

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    Category: Youth Essay title: My Culture‚ My Power Name: Mary Mel Balacuit Baynosa Address: Purok 1‚ Manga‚ Kolambugan‚ Lanao del Norte Phone number: 09165153786 E-mail: mellyagassi@gmail.com Nationality: Filipino Age: 15 years old Gender: Female School Name: Lanao del Norte National Comprehensive High School Word count: 631 My Culture‚ My Power One summer I was bored to death for I was left with nothing to do until my little cousin pointed out a CD from above my study table. It was an animated movie

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    MY AFGHAN HOUND STORY This is a very strange story of my life and it all started with my obsession with Afghan hounds. Not so long ago I saw an Afghan hound and I wanted to cry‚ because I wanted a dog like that very badly. I knew that I would never be able to have a dog like that‚ but one day I decided to order myself an Afghan hound. It all started like this: I saw an advertisement in an overseas magazine. This advertisement was about a man who takes orders from people who wants dogs from certain

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    Jennings makes a very touching play with imagined opposites and the sad paradox of “You could not come and yet you go.” The poet speaks for itself‚ yet Miss Jennings’ comments on the poem contain their own revelation .In her book Let’s Have Some Poetry! She states: “If I write too quickly about something that concerns me deeply‚ either I cannot finish the poem or else I write a very bad one” (Jennings‚ Let’s Have Some Poetry 24) She goes on to explain that she had written about her sister’s still

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    My Mother, My Love

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    chariot of death‚ we come across many relations. Some are just for time being‚ some are to betray you‚ some are to leave you alone when you need their presence the most‚ some are with you just because of your attributes and some are compelled to stick with you due to blood relation compulsion and restrictions. But‚ there is one being who surpasses the love‚ care and affection of anyone related to you and she is ‘The Mother’. The love of a mother has no match nor can one replace her love. If a boy

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    performance‚ does simply measuring something mean you can influence it? “If you can’t measure it you can’t manage it” has been stated by more than one influential business or academic expert; Deming‚ Drucker‚ Kaplan‚ this is another list that could go on‚ however‚ this is a statement that has not been made without critism. This report will have a brief overview of the popularity of accounting measures‚ and then we will apply the “If you can’t measure it you can’t manage it” ideas to some specific contexts

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    My Son, My Executioner

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    My Son‚ My Executioner” In the Donald Hall poem‚” My Son‚ My Executioner‚ “Hall depicted a father who has grown old‚ holding their young child in their arms. Hall portrayed strong imagery of a fatherly figure giving up everything to care for his young child. The tone of the poem is both happy and dark. Hall’s theme showed that once a person has a child‚ the parent’s life is completely changed. “My Son‚ My Executioner” is a very well written poem with a deep‚ true meaning that readers could relate

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    My Uncle My Hero

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    My Uncle My Hero Picture this: a little girl at five dancing around the living room on her daddy’s feet. Now picture her at sixteen going on her first date and her dad interrogating the boy. Finally‚ picture her at eighteen‚ and her father sitting proudly in the stands watching her get her diploma. Now you have pictured these scenes erase the dad’s part of it and add an uncle. This has been my life for the past eighteen years. Instead‚ of the dad being an influence on my life‚ my uncle Jamie

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    To My Granddaughter

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    To: My Granddaughter I thought of you when I read this and I have had these thoughts so often in these almost four years since you came into my life. You know I always tell you the truth‚ unless I lie about a dead cat on the road being a raccoon so you won’t feel as bad. I’ve taught you gentleness and love‚ kindness and selflessness in a world where you have so little of all these. I will keep trying to give you all I can to make your world better‚ to give you a haven to call

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    my dog my life

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    small years old‚ dancing around the house‚ watching "The Power Puff Girls" and wanting‚ ever so badly‚ to be a little superhero. One day‚ my mother scooped me up in her arms‚ breaking my concentration of crime fighting little girls‚ to take a trip to the pound. I was only three so as my small mind wondered‚ I still couldn’t grasp the idea of what a pound was. Still‚ my loving mother would not speak a word of what the "pound" was. I remember toddling through the smelly place of animals big and small thinking

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