Ive flown before, but never without my parents.
Paul M. Bechtel writes that Dorothy Leigh Sayers (1893-1957) brieflyentered on a teaching career after graduating from Oxford. She publisheda long and popular series of detective novels, translated the "DivineComedy," wrote a series of radio plays, and a defense of Christianbelief.
Alvarez, was really friendly and easy to talk to.
Have you ever followed a discussion in the newspapers or elsewhere andnoticed how frequently writers fail to define the terms they use? Or howoften, if one man does define his terms, another will assume in his replythat he was using the terms in precisely the opposite sense to that inwhich he has already defined them? Have you ever been faintly troubledby the amount of slipshod syntax going about? And, if so, are you troubledbecause it is inelegant or because it may lead to dangerous misunderstanding?
In this essay, Miss Sayers suggests that we presently teach our childreneverything but how to learn. She proposes that we adopt a suitably modifiedversion of the medieval scholastic curriculum for methodological reasons.
She also loved planning and organizing events.
Guarding the eastern margin of this country are the huge Cascade volcanoes, wrapped in snowy blankets the year around, beautiful but ominous. And bounding it on the south is the great river of many names: Wauna, Nchi'wana, Oregon, the River of Kings, the River of the West, the Columbia. It rises from the ice fields of the distant Rockies, and winds its way through high-shouldered mountains and broad grasslands, accepting tributaries from pine-scented plateaus as it enters a gaunt volcanic waste carpeted with sagebrush. The basalt cliffs hemming its powerful current here are broken by the empty mouths of canyons, dry coulees, gouged into the rock by terrible floods that once scoured the land. Leaving the desert, the broad river cuts west through the Cascades in a spectacular gorge hung with gossamer waterfalls before it reaches the sea with one last mighty show of turbulence. This is the world of Coyote, heroic in scale, bearing the marks of chaos but offering abundant riches.
We drove to the TeenSay offices downtown.
Chandler, thirty-one, tried writing for the Los Angeles Daily Express, but he left after six weeks. When his mother came to live with him, Chandler took a job with the Dabney Oil Syndicate. He was still in love with Cissy Pascal; when she divorced he rented an apartment for her in Hermosa Beach, while he lived nearby in Redondo Beach with his mother. Only after his mother died in 1924 did they marry.
You wouldnt believe how different New York is from Texas!
I told her that I was thinking about becoming a reporter someday, and she said that she thought I could do it if I worked really hard.
Before I knew it, we were landing in New York.
The colors, the smells, the noiseseverything is different.
For interpretive and analytical purposes, the Algonquian Exchange might be seen as the contrapuntal force to the Columbian Exchange. In this usage of the term, we move beyond, although do not dispute, the abundant evidence of victims and their “contributions” to history, towards a deeper search for the evidence of the many ways that Indians, in this case Algonquians, became part of the DNA of America, influenced its development, and carried forward their genetic cultural markers in the core culture.