Nt1310 Unit 1 Assignment

Recently, a 15-year-old boy’s mom asked me to meet her son. I decided to use this case as this week’s project. This boy is a 10th grade, average B student. He doesn’t have much interest with clubs and sports but spends many hours playing video games. He knows he will go to college but has no clear direction about major. His mom worries and wants him to meet me. My goal for the meetings would be finding his interest area and choose possible majors for him. Hopefully he will have a clearer goal and being more focused.

Growing up in a small town has the advantage of being a close-knit community, unfortunately this also meant that exposure to foreign delicacies is not a common occurrence. As a child, I developed a strong dislike for any foods that I viewed as abnormal, and became quite a finicky eater. Thus, my familiarity with Italian food is somewhat limited to restaurant dishes, and recipes that friends exuberantly claim to be a crime if not made. While being a student in Victoria, I have had the opportunity to live in various different areas, some of which were next door to outdoor markets. Much like the markets described by Braimbridge et al.,(2005) in The Food of Italy, the bread was baked fresh daily, the produce fresh and locally

Christopher was engaged in conversation with CM. CM asked Christopher about his training with Project Clean (Wells Life Network) on 03/05/2018. Christopher replied "that it was OK. I go there Monday- Friday from 10 am to 3 pm, but I have to leave the house at 8 am". CM applauded Christopher for using time management by leaving the house 2 hours before his start time, by ensuring he gets to work for 10am. CM asked Christopher how he gets to Project Clean, since he has to leave 2 hours ahead of his start time. Christopher replied, “I take the bus. I use a MetroCard. I gave the paperwork (SSI award letter) to get a free MetroCard”. CM commended Christopher for providing the documentation (SSI award letter) in a timely manner to ensure

In the morning, I woke up to some hard pounding knocks at the door and it was Dr. Stanpole. I let him in and he said " You may of had your motives for what you did, but that’s not why I'm here. I wanted to ask you if you have seen Phineas?""No, isn't he in the infirmary?", I said in a confused voice, He said " Last night Phineas left the infirmary with the help of someone and my first thought was you. I hope you know how serious this is. I informed the faculty of Devon and they are on the lookout ".

Wow, me cut off her best student like, I say again. I just can't believe she cut me off. “Goodbye class.”

“Ring!”. “Alrighty class, make sure to get home by 5:00pm you guys know the rules.”

“Let’s walk around Peachtree Corners looking for the instruments first. Let us start in Mr. Thompson’s room since he has a door,” said

Flablasé repeated. “We are in the infirmary. What happened The Janitor found you on the floor in the hallway bleeding and brought you here. Did someone do this to you? Who? Wh..’

Shiro lifted his eyes from the other’s shoulder momentarily before returning to his work. “It must be. I was the one who threw you,” he stated frowning lightly. “This is going to swell.” He turned to the Altean version of a first aid kit sitting next to them on the bench. Half the

“Hey Josh, what did it feel like when you had your fracture last spring?” I asked.

“Young man. You have no idea what you’ve started with these kids. It isn’t just irritable library patrons who call here. Its parents, teachers, the Library Board members and not just one town commissioner, but the whole town board, mayor included. Everyone wants to know what you have done to these kids.”

"Please calm down," the doctor said. "We will explain everything to you later. Meanwhile, my nurse will bring you dinner." Then he silently walked out of the room without saying a word.

“What are you talking about?” responded the doctor with a confused look on his face.

“All of them, actually. They've been informing us that you have been skipping your classes,” Her father announced. She found that his face wasn't strained. It was anger and concern. “Turns out, you've been doing it for most of the year!”

-Pascal replied with a disgruntled look on his face: “Why does it matter to you, the teacher will call me out later.”