All people have a right to their own opinions but not the right to force them upon others
‘All people have a right to their own opinions but not the right to force them upon others.’ Do you agree or disagree? Rachana. R 0 – C We can safety assume that each individual person has different opinions on different things. An opinion is a point of view, a belief, judgment or attitude. It therefore means that an opinion is not always a truth or fact. A lot of people’s opinions are based largely on their way of life, thinking abilities and morals. Human beings filter every thought or idea by their personal history, beliefs, motivations and concepts that they hold true to their heart. But many a times, a person or a group thinks that their opinion is right, and the only right one. Due to this they feel compelled to get everyone else to agree with them. They start running around, forcing their views and opinions onto others, forcing them to join their faction of thought. But I strongly believe that all people have a right to their own opinions but not the right to force them upon others. They imagine a situation and instead of leaving it up to individuals to decide on their action, they want to legislate to force what they see as the right option on other people, thereby depriving others of their freedom of thought. It is natural for humans to have contradicting opinions but it is completely unjustifiable on their part to solve this contradiction by forcing
Creative Writing - 'Looking Back' - I felt miserable, mournful and melancholy when I was told that it was a boarding school.
I am going to write about my many memories of Mill Hall Primary School and my operation. I am also going to write about my relationships with my family and pet cat Cedric. I remember leaving my family and moving to Newbury with terrible, tearful goodbye when I had to stay at Mill Hall. My relationship with my family was very strong and it was the first time that I had to slip steadily away from my closely connected family. Have you ever had to do anything like that? I shouted 'No! No! No!' to my parents because I felt miserable, mournful and melancholy when I was told that it was a boarding school because I had never stayed there before, this was totally terrifying. On the first day of the winter season, I travelled by taxi to Mill Hall, upon arrival I immediately saw an enormous building surrounded by ivy covered walls. As the car stopped, I imagined it wheezed its deathly cough probably from its sorry engine. I suddenly took a quick glance at a large, ligneous door in the middle of the building which looked like it had been locked for centuries. My curiosity was quite overpowering. I wanted to know the deepest secrets of this mysterious mansion. My taxi driver shouted 'We're here!' I stepped out of the car as slowly as I could and I could feel the wind howling its mighty objection. As the winter fell, I noticed the trees, as tall as a giraffe, found themselves wearing a
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Dear Editor, I am writing to express my opinion on the trend of people replacing shark's fin soup with bird's nest soup in their wedding banquets. There has been a heated debate about that. Nowadays, people may think that eating bird's nest is better than eating shark's fin soup in the wedding banquets. I agree about that. Shark's fin soup is a popular delicacy in Hong Kong. If people still always eating shark's fin soup, the sharks may on the verge of extinction. The number of sharks caught is unsustainable. This means that we are killing sharks faster than they can reproduce. Shark is on the top of the food chain, it will affect the entire marine ecosystem. Because of that, we should use bird to instead of shark. Bird's nest soup is a delicacy in Chinese cuisine. A few species of swift, the cave swifts, are renowned for building the saliva nests used to produce the unique texture of this soup. Producing bird's nest soup and shark's fin soup does not need to kill the birds and sharks. Although the remainder of the fish, which is often still alive, is thrown back into the sea after the fins have been cut off, but cutting off fins from living sharks and throwing back into the sea only occurs in longline fishing vessels that are targeting other types of fish, such as tuna and swordfish. Sharks may also die quickly after cutting the shark's fin. Besides, the killing trade
Life without IT
Dad, you always say, "Ah...back then when I was a lil' boy...there were no computers, cell phones or video games. Tsk! You young lads have all of 'em now, eh? We kids back then had to send letters, had to listen for our mothers' call to have dinner, and we were fit and healthy as a horse! Humph! You just don't know how much fun you are missin'..." My, my, here we go again. What did I say about those "when I was a lil' boy" stories! Come on dad! You're so old school! Seriously dad, how can you possibly live without information technology? Now it's considered a basic necessity to have emails and websites, and be able to call, text and access anyone and anything at all times. Imagine how desperate you would be if you deliberately left the house without any technologies at hand. Just for one good day...I bet you'll probably cry for help. Okay, okay. That might be bit of exaggerating, but still, you'll be desperate; trust me. Computers, cell phones (well, not to mention video games) replaced life as we knew it. Is there any turning back? No way! They've already claimed the entire generation. Dating back to the 1450s, why did Johann Gutenburg invent the movable metal printing process? Well, to start the Printing Evolution and make printing books a hit! Why did Alexander Graham Bell invent the telephone? Obviously, to make it much easier for us to communicate with each other over
Describe the scene of a school lunch hall
Describe the scene of a school lunch hall Condensation slides its way down the window, leaving behind it a ribbon of smooth, murky darkness. The sheer suffocating heat and humidity inside suggests the number of drenched bodies seeking refuge from the relentless onslaught of rain. In one corner, a single teacher loses the battle to restrain a group of shouting children and is swamped in a wave of uniformed bodies. Buzzing with anticipation, their instincts triggered by the promise of food, the mass of children charges past him into the canteen. Dragging back some small measure of control, he finally manages to stem the flow and continues to thin out the crowd at a steadier pace with many jealous glances towards the table where several of his fellow teachers lounge, indulging in a few sweet, children-free minutes. As the room fills, the shouts, yells and vague discussion coming from the hoard of tatty teenagers rise to a pitch and volume that could shame a football crowd. Wanting to live up to their reputation, the children continue their barrage of sound, undeterred by the half-hearted efforts of their teachers. Finally, however, as the initial rush of eager bodies reduces, the disruption falls to a minimum and the children split off into groups. At the centre of one such gathering sits a rather plain girl putting up with the unwanted attention of several of her social
My room 101
My Room 101 Denise Taylor 23.10.09 Trapped Trapped upstairs in an empty room with just a single locked door as your roommate; a fire is approaching from downstairs. Knowing that every possible route of freedom has been exhausted; Fingernails broken and shattered and fingertips shredded and bleeding from clawing at the thick impenetrable wood of the door, toes throbbing with pain from kicking, throat burning red raw from screaming for help. The only glimmer of hope rests in the hands of a stranger, a stranger that may see the flames and smoke billowing from a window as they pass the house in the isolated and empty road. The fire is now coming up the stairs like an Olympic athlete and the end feels inevitable. You will see the first fingers of the choking fumes start to creep under the door, reminiscent of the evil spirits you see in children's films, slithering and sliding through the narrow crack, searching out the waiting victim before stretching up to full height and power. The fumes are like a scout sent by the flames, preparing and clearing the path for the mighty fire. Crouching low in the farthest corner making the target appear as small as possible, legs using every ounce of strength and energy left in tired aching muscles to push the rest of the body further back against a wall that won't give an inch; preparing to fight against
the boy in the striped pyjamas film review
The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (12A) Plot When a family's father (Thewlis) is relocated as he gets a job promotion, Bruno (Butterfield) is forced to move to an old prison-like house from his luxury of living in Berlin. With an urge to explore he escapes through the forbidden back door and finds himself becoming close to a young boy strangely dressed in striped pyjamas, the only thing separating them, an electric fence. Prepare to see the world through a young child's eyes like never before, as his innocence disappears and a forbidden friendship is gained with no boundaries, we discover the lines dividing us and the hope uniting us when we follow Bruno in his journey of self discovery. Review As you watch The Boy in Striped Pyjamas prepare for an emotional and inspiring feeling from a film that can guarantee to give you a new perspective and a useful insight into one of the major events in history. Join Butterfield in a vastly charming, sympathetic performance of his discovery, friendship and ultimate deception. Young Bruno (Butterfield) has been raised in a near to perfect lifestyle in Berlin with his dependable family and friends. But Bruno's life takes a sudden drop as he is forced to move into a prison-like large house for his overpowering father's (Thewlis) work as a soldier. The story of Bruno's life as it deteriorates moves us when he finds his only escape from this
Half-Caste Unrelated Incident use of satire comparison
Both Half-Caste and Unrelated Incidents have differences and similarities in structure, language and ideas but they both send the same message of protest against the people who prejudice and have negative social attitudes towards their culture. The prejudice in Half-Caste is shown when Agard writes, "Excuse me standing on one leg I'm half-caste", this shows the portrayal of how people see someone half-caste as not a complete person but as someone with half the qualities. Agard also makes that into a sort of answer because the absence of punctuation in the first small paragraph leaves ambiguity so he could also be implying that if he was a one-legged person then he should be considered as half-caste. Whereas in Unrelated Incidents, Leonard shows the prejudice in a slightly different way when he writes from a news anchor's thoughts but using a Glaswegian accent "if a toktaboot thi trooth lik wanna yoo scruff yi widny thingk it wuz troo." The way the newsperson assumes that a Scots accent is less credible than an RP accent and that there is a 'right' way to talk could show what the BBC viewed as 'proper' English at the time and how they imposed this idea at the Scottish people by telling them to 'belt up'. Both poems are about language so they use similar language techniques to make important points. Unrelated Incidents is about how the newsperson thinks that the
I have chosen to discuss the RSPCA: CCTV for all UK abattoirs and the Defra article transporting animals during hot weather.
RSPCA and Defra : Animal welfare is the avoidance of abuse and exploitation of animals by humans by maintaining appropriate standards of accommodation. This topic has been pondered on from many economically developed countries. The acknowledgement for animal welfare is an ongoing negotiation for countries across the world. I have chosen to discuss the RSPCA: 'CCTV for all UK abattoirs' and the Defra article 'transporting animals during hot weather'. The RSPCA article is a persuasive text upon installing CCTV cameras in UK abattoirs, whilst the Defra article is informative, advisory and persuasive (through the instructions it gives). The RSPCA's article is laid out in a very unique way. From the first to second subheading the writer is constantly trying to persuade the reader. The deputy head of RSPCA said that 'All farm animals deserve to have a painless and humane death' the word 'humane' is an example of emotive language; it makes the audience robotically think that animal welfare is in fact being compromised. This all works to persuade the reader. The Defra webpage is also structured in a fascinating way, but however the two articles are structured in completely different ways. The subheadings in the Defra article tell the reader where to read from, for example if you are a pet owner you will read from under the subheading which states 'pets'. The difference in between
Descriptive Writing. Over a ridge to the north, surrounded by rolling hills on each side, a desolate church stood isolated and abandoned, the fog slowly creeping towards it;
Dense fog gathered in the centre of the terrain. Over a ridge to the north, surrounded by rolling hills on each side, a desolate church stood isolated and abandoned, the fog slowly creeping towards it; tendrils, like fingers, clawed their way closer, slowly smothering the open pathway that lead to the entrance with the oak doors of the church. The hazel frame of the door had a corner missing, all splintered and fractured from where the mites had been chewing for centuries. The metal of the door handle had eroded with rust and the colour had faded from the harsh gold that it once was to a dull grey today, each screw had its own swarm of mites, chewing from corner to corner, fighting and competing against the rest. The gravestones that surround the church outside from all four sides were standing stationary, helpless and crippled from age, each symbolizing its life through the gentle glimmer of light that was shining softly from above. The wind howling, almost creating sounds like the whispers of those who lay beneath. No other sounds except those of your feet as they step across the moss-covered ground. All around, the dead were kept company with statues of mythical creatures, gargoyles perched comfortably against the old black, wrought fencing tipped with spikes covered with old vines combined throughout. Stone angels peering at you as if to keep you away, or perhaps to
