Monday, May 5, 2008
chapter 34 - APA documentation format
APA : american psychological association
APA documantation format is similar to MLA format in two ways : both require parenthetical citations within the text and a final listing of all reference cited in the paper. but in the social sciences the date of publication is often much more crucial than it is inthe humanities, so the date is highlighted in in-text citations.APA format also requires a cover page and an abstract.
chapter 33 - MLA documentation format
MLA : modern language association
this chapter provides you with explanations and examples for citing sources in MLA format.an axcelent way to learn MLA decumantation is to see it in use.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
chapter 28 - preparing oral presentations
throughout your career(including your college years) you will give many oral presentation - from brief introductions to lengthy reports. in each sutiation, the following basic steps will help you develop a strong message.
state your purpose
*am i trying to persuade or inspire my audience to do someting ?
*am i hoping to inform to teach my audience about something ?
identify your audience
*what are my listener's ages, interests and knowledge of the topic ?
*what will their attitude be toward the topic and toward me ?
chapter 26 - writing for the workplace
this chapter should aid you in taking care of he business at hand. sample letters and memos will help you commnicate effective with people ranging from the registrar to scholarship committees. the sample application and resume will help you make a favorable impression when you apply for a job or an intership.there's even a special set of guidelines to help you master e-mail messages so that you can "take care of business' no matter where in the world it may be.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Nazim Hikmet
I grew up with a lot of Nazim Hikmet’s books in my house. This is significant because during that time his books were banned by the government. Nazim and my grandfather were good friends and shared similar ideologies. They were both born in Salonika and then relocated to Istanbul. The first poetry book I read, around the age of 8, was by Nazim Hikmet. It was called “For Piraya” , his wife’s name. I would like to discuss his life, primarily his autobiography, which I find very interesting. His autobiography is written like a poem and he wrote it before his death.
“I was born in 1902, I never went back to my birth place I don't like to turn back at there I served as a pasha's grandson in Aleppo at nineteen as a student at Moscow Communist University at forty-nine I was back in Moscow as the Tcheka Party's guest and I've been a poet since I was fourteen some people know all about plants some about fish I know separation some people know the names of the stars by heart I recite absences I've slept in prisons and in grand hotels I've known hunger even a hunger strike and there's almost no food I haven't tasted at thirty they wanted to hang meat forty-eight to give me the Peace Prize which they did at thirty-six I covered four square meters of concrete in half a year at fifty-nine I flew from Prague to Havana in eighteen hours I never saw Lenin I stood watch at his coffin in '24in '61 the tomb I visit is his books they tried to tear me away from my party it didn't work nor was I crushed under the falling idols in '51 I sailed with a young friend into the teeth of death in '52 I spent four months flat on my back with a broken heart waiting to die I was jealous of the women I loved I didn't envy Charlie Chaplin one bit I deceived my women I never talked my friends' backs I drank but not every day I earned my bread money honestly what happiness out of embarrassment for others I lied I lied so as not to hurt someone else but I also lied for no reason at all I've ridden in trains planes and cars most people don't get the chance I went to opera most people haven't even heard of the opera and since '21 I haven't gone to the places most people visit mosques churches temples synagogues sorcerers but I've had my coffee grounds read my writings are published in thirty or forty languages in my Turkey in my Turkish they're banned cancer hasn't caught up with me yet and nothing says it will I'll never be a prime minister or anything like that and I wouldn't want such a life nor did I go to war or burrow in bomb shelters in the bottom of the night and I never had to take to the road under diving planes but I fell in love at almost sixty in short comrade seven if today in Berlin I'm croaking of grief I can say I've lived like a human being and who knows how much longer I'll live what else will happen to me Nazim Hikmet (this autobiography was written in east Berlin on 11 September 1961)
Nazim Hikmet, popularly known and critically acclaimed in Turkey as the first and foremost modern Turkish poet, is known around the world as one of the greatest international poets of the twentieth century, and his poetry has been translated into more than fifty languages but that time his books were not allowed to publish in Turkey because of the system of the government, his ideas were against the government. Like many important people, after his death, he’s books began to reappear in Turkey, in 1965 and 1966, for example, more than twenty of his books were published there, some of them reprints of earlier volumes and others works appearing for the first time. He is well know and his books are famous and being read by read by many people all around the world anymore, many of them really love him like me.
He was so lucky when he was born because his mother was an artist and his grandfather wrote poetry and he was also a Pasa “ pasa is an honorary title given to officers of high of high in Turkey, as to governments of provinces, military commanders”. Through their circle of friends Hikmet was introduced to poetry early, publishing first poems at seventeen. Some of his best known works “ Human Landscapes from My Country, Letters to Taranta-Babu, Ferhad and Sirin, The Epic of the War of Independence, The Epic of Sheikh Bedreddin, The Forgotten Man, The skull, The day before tomorrow, Human landscapes, beyond the walls”. And also hundreds of his poems are being used in song’s lyrics and still being used by famous singers.
Eventually he didn’t die in his country in Turkey, he dead in Moscow. He didn’t live in his country but he really wanted to be dead and buried in his country, he was homesick all his life. He loved his country and wrote his feeling in his poetries but somebody didn’t want see him living in Turkey because of his political thoughts. Weather it was right or wrong decision, it’s still open to question but when I read his poetry for the first time, I loved and I still love his all works.
Nazim had a friend, painter whose name was Abidin. Nazim Hikmet asked of his painter friend Abidin Dino:
“can you paint me a picture of happiness, Abidin ?
Don’t draw it easy,
Not picture of a mother with rose chick who suckles her baby,
And also apples on white tablecloth,
And also draw redfish wander around blisters in aquarium,
Can you draw 1961 Cuba summer
Thanks to my god I am living
Can you draw I’m in peace of mind for to die… “
Mehmet KEMAL
“I was born in 1902, I never went back to my birth place I don't like to turn back at there I served as a pasha's grandson in Aleppo at nineteen as a student at Moscow Communist University at forty-nine I was back in Moscow as the Tcheka Party's guest and I've been a poet since I was fourteen some people know all about plants some about fish I know separation some people know the names of the stars by heart I recite absences I've slept in prisons and in grand hotels I've known hunger even a hunger strike and there's almost no food I haven't tasted at thirty they wanted to hang meat forty-eight to give me the Peace Prize which they did at thirty-six I covered four square meters of concrete in half a year at fifty-nine I flew from Prague to Havana in eighteen hours I never saw Lenin I stood watch at his coffin in '24in '61 the tomb I visit is his books they tried to tear me away from my party it didn't work nor was I crushed under the falling idols in '51 I sailed with a young friend into the teeth of death in '52 I spent four months flat on my back with a broken heart waiting to die I was jealous of the women I loved I didn't envy Charlie Chaplin one bit I deceived my women I never talked my friends' backs I drank but not every day I earned my bread money honestly what happiness out of embarrassment for others I lied I lied so as not to hurt someone else but I also lied for no reason at all I've ridden in trains planes and cars most people don't get the chance I went to opera most people haven't even heard of the opera and since '21 I haven't gone to the places most people visit mosques churches temples synagogues sorcerers but I've had my coffee grounds read my writings are published in thirty or forty languages in my Turkey in my Turkish they're banned cancer hasn't caught up with me yet and nothing says it will I'll never be a prime minister or anything like that and I wouldn't want such a life nor did I go to war or burrow in bomb shelters in the bottom of the night and I never had to take to the road under diving planes but I fell in love at almost sixty in short comrade seven if today in Berlin I'm croaking of grief I can say I've lived like a human being and who knows how much longer I'll live what else will happen to me Nazim Hikmet (this autobiography was written in east Berlin on 11 September 1961)
Nazim Hikmet, popularly known and critically acclaimed in Turkey as the first and foremost modern Turkish poet, is known around the world as one of the greatest international poets of the twentieth century, and his poetry has been translated into more than fifty languages but that time his books were not allowed to publish in Turkey because of the system of the government, his ideas were against the government. Like many important people, after his death, he’s books began to reappear in Turkey, in 1965 and 1966, for example, more than twenty of his books were published there, some of them reprints of earlier volumes and others works appearing for the first time. He is well know and his books are famous and being read by read by many people all around the world anymore, many of them really love him like me.
He was so lucky when he was born because his mother was an artist and his grandfather wrote poetry and he was also a Pasa “ pasa is an honorary title given to officers of high of high in Turkey, as to governments of provinces, military commanders”. Through their circle of friends Hikmet was introduced to poetry early, publishing first poems at seventeen. Some of his best known works “ Human Landscapes from My Country, Letters to Taranta-Babu, Ferhad and Sirin, The Epic of the War of Independence, The Epic of Sheikh Bedreddin, The Forgotten Man, The skull, The day before tomorrow, Human landscapes, beyond the walls”. And also hundreds of his poems are being used in song’s lyrics and still being used by famous singers.
Eventually he didn’t die in his country in Turkey, he dead in Moscow. He didn’t live in his country but he really wanted to be dead and buried in his country, he was homesick all his life. He loved his country and wrote his feeling in his poetries but somebody didn’t want see him living in Turkey because of his political thoughts. Weather it was right or wrong decision, it’s still open to question but when I read his poetry for the first time, I loved and I still love his all works.
Nazim had a friend, painter whose name was Abidin. Nazim Hikmet asked of his painter friend Abidin Dino:
“can you paint me a picture of happiness, Abidin ?
Don’t draw it easy,
Not picture of a mother with rose chick who suckles her baby,
And also apples on white tablecloth,
And also draw redfish wander around blisters in aquarium,
Can you draw 1961 Cuba summer
Thanks to my god I am living
Can you draw I’m in peace of mind for to die… “
Mehmet KEMAL
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
do you speak American ?
American dialects come in many flavors. The map and list below show the major (and a few minor) geographic dialects and subdialects of English spoken in the United States. Many of these may be further subdivided into local subdialects that are not shown here. Obviously, the borders between dialect regions are not well defined lines, as a map like this would imply, but a gradual transition extending on both sides of the line. Also, as we enter the 21st century, many of the features described below have become much less prevalent than they were during the first half of the 20th century.
Not all people who speak a language speak it the same way. A language can be subdivided into any number of dialects which each vary in some way from the parent language. The term, accent, is often incorrectly used in its place, but an accent refers only to the way words are pronounced, while a dialect has its own grammar, vocabulary, syntax, and common expressions as well as pronunciation rules that make it unique from other dialects of the same language. Another term, idiolect, refers to the manner of speaking of an individual person. No two people's idiolects are exactly the same, but people who are part of the same group will have enough verbal elements in common to be said to be speaking the same dialect.
How do you answer the question “Do you speak American”? Many people might answer that yes, they speak English. But English is not the only language spoken in this country. Twentyeight million people speak Spanish, and more than 2.8 million of them do not speak English at all. Among Americans who speak English at home--82 percent--there is a variation in pronunciation, vocabulary, and grammar, from Maine watermen and Louisiana Cajuns to southern Californians.
There is no one agreed-upon best way to speak American. Many factors contribute to the way a person speaks: regional origin or affinity, ethnicity, social or economic class, level of education. The components of linguistic identity do not always match up neatly. Some people switch from one dialect to another. “You do have to be bilingual in this country,” says Los Angeles disc jockey Steve Harvey, a speaker of Black English. For him and many other Americans, speaking one way at home and another at work is part of living on the ethnic margins of American society.
USA Today Jan, 2005 by Robert MacNeil
ON COLUMBUS AVENUE in New York, a young waitress approaches our table and asks, "How are you guys doin'?" My wife and I are old enough to be her grandparents, but we are "you guys" to her. Today, in American English, guys can be guys, girls, or grandmothers. Girls call themselves guys, even dudes. For a while, young women scorned the word girls, but that is cool again, probably because African-American women use it and it can be real cool--even empowering--to whites to borrow black talk, like the word cool. It is empowering to gay men to call themselves queer, once a hated homophobic term, but now used to satirize the whole shifting scene of gender attitudes in the TV reality show, "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy." As society changes, so does language, and American society has changed enormously in recent decades. Moreover, when new norms are resented or feared, language often is the target of that fear or resentment.
What Kind of American English Do You Speak?
1-The level of a building that is underground is called the:
Cellar
Basement
2-What do you call the night before Halloween?
Nothing
Devil's night
Mischeif night
3-You bring back your groceries in a...
Sack
Bag
4-The act of covering a house or area in front of a house with toilet paper is called...
Toilet papering
Rolling
TP'ing
5-You call sweetened, carbonated beverages:
Soda
Pop
Coke
6-You drink from:
A water fountain
A drinking fountain
7-You tend to call the sweet spread on top of cake:
Icing
Frosting
Both
8-Do you use the word cruller?
Yes
No
9-What do you call a traffic situation in which several roads meet in a circle and you have to get off at a certain point?
Rotary
Something else like a circle, traffic circle, or roundabout
10- What do you call an easy class?
A crip course
A gut
A blow off
11- If it's raining while the sun is shining, you call it:
The Devil is Beating His Wife
A sunshower
You have no term for it
12-What do you call something that is diagonal from you?
Kitty corner
Diagonal
Catty corner
13-What is the four wheeled contraption you push around your groceries in?
Buggy
Carriage
Shopping / grocery cart
14-You work out in...
Tennis shoes
Sneakers
15- "Y'all"...
Just rolls off your tongue
Is not sometihng you say
16-The second syllable in pajamas sounds like:
The A in jam
The A in father
17-Does "caramel" have two or three syllables?
Two
Three
You say it both ways
18-Do you pronounce "aunt" like "ant"?
Yes
No
19-"Route" rhymes with...
Boot
Out
20-Mary / marry / merry...
Are pronounced differently
Are pronounced the same
Cellar
Basement
2-What do you call the night before Halloween?
Nothing
Devil's night
Mischeif night
3-You bring back your groceries in a...
Sack
Bag
4-The act of covering a house or area in front of a house with toilet paper is called...
Toilet papering
Rolling
TP'ing
5-You call sweetened, carbonated beverages:
Soda
Pop
Coke
6-You drink from:
A water fountain
A drinking fountain
7-You tend to call the sweet spread on top of cake:
Icing
Frosting
Both
8-Do you use the word cruller?
Yes
No
9-What do you call a traffic situation in which several roads meet in a circle and you have to get off at a certain point?
Rotary
Something else like a circle, traffic circle, or roundabout
10- What do you call an easy class?
A crip course
A gut
A blow off
11- If it's raining while the sun is shining, you call it:
The Devil is Beating His Wife
A sunshower
You have no term for it
12-What do you call something that is diagonal from you?
Kitty corner
Diagonal
Catty corner
13-What is the four wheeled contraption you push around your groceries in?
Buggy
Carriage
Shopping / grocery cart
14-You work out in...
Tennis shoes
Sneakers
15- "Y'all"...
Just rolls off your tongue
Is not sometihng you say
16-The second syllable in pajamas sounds like:
The A in jam
The A in father
17-Does "caramel" have two or three syllables?
Two
Three
You say it both ways
18-Do you pronounce "aunt" like "ant"?
Yes
No
19-"Route" rhymes with...
Boot
Out
20-Mary / marry / merry...
Are pronounced differently
Are pronounced the same
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Chapter 1 - Critical Thinking, Reading, Viewing and Writing
One such strategy for critical reading, especially of information – rich texts, is called SQ3R : Survey, Question, Read, Recite, and Review. Good reader approach words and visual images as part of the same message, reading both while noting how each complements or completes the massage. Using this chapter’s guidelines on viewing, interpreting, and evaluating visual imagery, examine a visual image for its meaning. Develop a written analysis and evaluation of the image.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Where do you stand?FEET: What do I stand for as a foundation of writing?STOMACH: What upsets me about writing?HEART: What do I love about writing?HANDS: What do I feel about writing?EARS: What do I hear about writing?EYES: What do I see about writing?BRAIN: What do I think about writing?
When I was young, I wanted to be a writer but now I don’t. Because I passed the OSY exam, it’s like GMAT in my country, I chose my major in my first university and I studied export-import. I studied business at the second university. Nevertheless, I still like writing and reading about everything but not as much as a writer.
We need our eyes, brain, ears, heart and hands when we write about something. We can write something about what we see by aid of our eyes. We can write something about what we hear by aid of our ears. Our ideas, feeling, point of view can help us when we write.
Are you comfortable when you write something? You should wear comfy t-shirt and pants. You also listen to music, Chose your place; fresh a room with the candle.
I think writing is one of the greatest things in the world a person can do. Lastly; one of my favorite poet says; ‘when I write down my thoughts, they do not escape me. This action makes me remember my strength’ Isidore Lucian Ducasse.
MEHMET KEMAL
When I was young, I wanted to be a writer but now I don’t. Because I passed the OSY exam, it’s like GMAT in my country, I chose my major in my first university and I studied export-import. I studied business at the second university. Nevertheless, I still like writing and reading about everything but not as much as a writer.
We need our eyes, brain, ears, heart and hands when we write about something. We can write something about what we see by aid of our eyes. We can write something about what we hear by aid of our ears. Our ideas, feeling, point of view can help us when we write.
Are you comfortable when you write something? You should wear comfy t-shirt and pants. You also listen to music, Chose your place; fresh a room with the candle.
I think writing is one of the greatest things in the world a person can do. Lastly; one of my favorite poet says; ‘when I write down my thoughts, they do not escape me. This action makes me remember my strength’ Isidore Lucian Ducasse.
MEHMET KEMAL
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