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Scaling Walls With Words | Amalia Ortiz | TEDxMcAllen
Listen carefully until the end, before you draw judgment.
My definition of boredom.
When trying to define boredom, I always go back to my first semester in college, in chemistry class.
Having taken chemistry in high school, in Mexico, I was bored out of my gourd listening to the instructor drill on and on and on, on stuff I already knew.
So I turned it into a sport. I was using a fountain pen to write my notes, and I had two colors of cartridges; red and blue. So I wrote my notes, switching back and forth between the two ink colors watching the ink change from red to purple to blue and then back to purple and red.
But this wasn't enough. No.
I decided to write my notes in Spanish while the lecture droned on in English. Then, for extra points, to transliterate the Spanish notes into the Greek alphabet, and write them from right to left.
All this, while the lecture was going on, in real time.
That's my favorite definition of boredom.
What's yours?
Undocumented Dream | Rossy Evelin Lima | TEDxMcAllen
Hillary owes the M$M a hug
They're whining about no press conferences again.
They're starved for attention and suffering from Trump Overdose.
My first encounter with a Real Girl scientist
Originally posted God knows when....
This was back in Houston, in one of the suburbs around the Johnson Space Center.
On a hot summer day, my boys were playing in the back yard with a bunch of neighborhood friends. I was in charge of keeping an eye on them, but I was distracted inside. Can't remember what I was doing. Suddenly several of the kids burst in through the back door, screaming that there's a snake in the yard. This is Houston, we're surrounded by rice paddies, so my first thought is copperhead or cotton mouth. Both deadly vipers. I run to the garage, grab a machete and race to the backyard. I can see rustling in the raised flower beds. It's a big one, but I can't tell what it is; the ferns are three feet tall and thick. I track it to the corner. There's about a dozen kids in the yard and I feel I have no choice but to whack first, ask questions later. So I do.
One, two, three slashes, and I finally nail the snake. Head severed a few inches back from the neck. I pull the body out and, lo and behold, it is a garter snake. Absolutely harmless. I feel like shit.
I wanted to make the best of a bad situation, so I decided this was a good moment for an anatomy lesson. I grab some X-acto knives and head back to the back yard. I cut the snake lengthwise along the belly, exposing stomach, the one lung and a still beating heart. The kids recoil in horror. All save one; a little girl, about four years old. She is fascinated. She is squatting in front of the snake, mesmerized. She asks me to open the stomach to see what's inside. The rest of the kids including my sons have already moved to the other side of the yard. They want no part of this. I open the stomach and there's a couple of small mice, and a frog. She looks at them intently and asks me to turn them over to see them from all sides...
THAT!, my friend, is what a scientists looks like. Male, female, or otherwise, that's the hallmark; that insatiable curiosity.
That little girl is a surgeon now.
She may be the very same person who holds your life in her hands the next time you go to the hospital.
Pray that she is, for then you will be in the best hands. You will be in the hands of a real scientist.
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María Grever - Mexican composer
Grever wrote more than 800 songs the majority of them boleros and her popularity reached audiences in Latin America, Europe, and the United States. She was said to have possessed perfect pitch and wrote most of her songs in one key. Her first piece of music, a Christmas carol, was composed when she was four years old. She wrote her first song when she was 18 years old, "A Una Ola" (To a Wave), and it sold three million copies.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mar%C3%ADa_Grever
In 1959 Dinah Washington recorded "What A Difference A Day Makes" (originally "Cuando vuelva a tu lado" , which became her signature song. Grever won a Grammy Award with it, and in 1998 the recording was inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame.
Grever died in 1951 in New York.
At her own request, her funerary remains were transported to Mexico City.
Vals Dios Nunca Muere - Cuarteto Sonus
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