Essay

To tackle the housing affordability, first of all, it is crucial to lift the supply of housing as it will release the pressure on the housing price. Nevertheless, the supply of housing is inelastic as it requires an adequate fund, time, approval from the Government. Besides, the housing system is heavily dependent on the private sector. Thus, the Government should provide initiatives for housing providers to shift the supply of houses in the market. Australia would follow the policies from other countries to tackle the housing affordability. However, it has to fit in the Australian context. These policies might work well in other places but it does not mean that it will be applicable in Australia. The Singapore Government has a public

1. Understand how legislation, frameworks, codes of practice and policies relate to positive behaviour support.

Flynn guides me out of the square and leads me into the cafeteria. Before the door closes I hear the sound of a gun shot. Tears crawl done my face and I let out a frustrated scream.

The arguments I choose to assess for truth and validity will be three statements taken from the Application's list 12.2 (a -y) at the end of Ch. 12, “The Art of Thinking” publication. I will start with the statement (j) the premise that "power must be evil because it can corrupt people." Checking the argument for any hidden premises and ensuring it is stated fully and in a clear concise way is the first step. This argument seems to pass the first hurdle, however after checking for errors affecting truth, the argument has flaws. Beginning with, the part of the argument that says power corrupts people is not true

Sally Dingo the author of Ernie Dingo the King of the Kids, positions us as we read through the book for us to feel almost we had known him all through his life, and that we are like mates toward him. we may feel sympathy for one of their beloved family member dies or admiration for Ernie’s sporting talents in basketball, he was usually called ‘show pony’.

“ I’m sorry that happened Keaton,” I heard her say in a small broken voice.

“C’mon Alyssa!” She grabbed my hand and yanked me out of my frozen state, Practically lifting me off my feet. My heartbeat sped up I could hear nothing but the sound of heavy footsteps behind me, my heartbeat, my deep heavy breaths. The foot steps behind me weren't running but walking, walking after us. We ran up into her yard and opened her door fast and slammed it shut. I watched in shock as her fiddled with lock on the door.

It was a crisp and clear winter morning and down at the training field was platoon #155 working on battle positions and communication. This is where our character is starting out their career as a soldier and is working to fight on the front lines. They were doing their job right in a way but no one else was doing it like that. So to everyone else they looked quite stupid and were given looks like they were a headless bird running around. It's like they think that people don’t notice. Most people would think all of the platoon was like this because it was a recruit training group and wasn’t a very great one either. Though something felt different, even though it looked weird it worked better than what was in the books. Based on the

President Trump has promised billions of dollars to Texas to help with the flooding from Harvey, but lately the Republican part of the House of Representatives has been asking Donald Trump over and over again to cut money off of the project and use it for the border wall. The House has been asking for about 876 million dollars to be cut from the project. But Donald Trump said that he would make Mexico pay for the wall, so no matter what happens, Donald Trump might not be in a good place.

“Baby, are you okay?” Gray tried to pick me up, but I fell right back down. Twisted walked down the steps, right past my brothers and the guys and picked me up by my hair and dragged me inside. I heard muffled yells coming from the boys, but nothing else. My brothers knew it was useless to stop her and Gray and his friends had no way of stopping her.

Her knees were wobbling, her hands were shaking and her mind was zooming through different thoughts at one hundred miles per hour. Claudia Croft was adored by everyone, she had golden blonde hair, sun kissed skin and deep blue eyes. She was always known for being the sweetest girl in our year with a voice of an angel. But there was one problem. She did not enjoy public speaking, I mean, sure no one did but it was different. Claudia hated it! How did I know this? Well, that’s easy because I was her best friend. I remember that it was the night of her big event where she spoke her thoughts to the school, there was a congregation of people waiting for Claudia in the auditorium.

As we sat on the edge of Mikayla’s bed at midnight, I looked at her. I looked at the shape of her face, at everything I could notice. I looked at the shape of her eyes, the length of her nose, the fullness of her lips, and her cute chubby, red cheeks. I looked at how round her chin was, how defined her jawline was, how small her ears were, and the way her neck joined her shoulders.

She calls the first student, a tall blonde girl who's actually good at this class. My eyes glance around the room, anything to distract me from the growing fear in my stomach of being called. My eyes find one of my best friends Luca, who I had to move away from earlier

“…accident…” I let it wash over me. I felt, rather than knew, that this should trouble me. Before I could ponder what this meant the words began anew.

“You almost done?” Tiara said, with her thick Mexican accent. Jenny sighed. She hadn’t even pushed herself into the shower yet. “No, you can go ahead and uh, shower.” Jenny muttered as she walked out the bathroom. Tiara frowned. She could see her friend was sad, because of the scenery. She knew this was all brand new for her. Tiara placed her hand on her shoulder and smiled. “You’ll get used to it.” Jenny rolled her eyes. “So, you’re saying Its normal to be scared to death every night?” Tiara sighed. “You don’t have to be scared. Just only focus on school and you’ll be fine.” “Yea, whatever Tee…” Jenny muttered then, walked pasted her sounding even more depressed. Tiara looked at her, then sighed. She sometimes wished, she could better this