Global Communication

Introduction:

Thesis Statement: Global communication has had a great impact on the economical growth of underdeveloped countries; leaving the poorest countries to remain poor.

Body:

1)      Political Issues 

          a)      Different Laws 

          b)      Corruption

2)      Social Issues 

          a)      Women’s rights

          b)      Circle of poverty

3)      Educational Issues 

          a)      No access to education 

          b)      No time for education

Conclusion:

Sources:

Cover Letters

ENGL 191 Presentation - Tuesday 01/25/11

Cover Letters

Purpose:

• Self-promotion
• Target a certain branch of job/internship etc.
•  Shows the company how you as an individual fit in

Information in it: (taken from leo.stcloudstate.edu)

•  Use key terms from the ad or job description that are clearly relevant to your background
• Opening paragraph: clarify your purpose and build readers interest
• Body: skills and abilities useful to the company
• Closing paragraph: request an interview as well as a strong reminder of the benefit to the prospective employer of scheduling an interview

Resources:

• Career Services ( I will talk a little bit about what they do )

Grading

1. Luke Walcheski - http://lukewalcheskiengl191spring2011.blogspot.com/
2. Margaret Schwagel - http://en191s11maggie.blogspot.com/
3. Kyle Louks - http://kyleenglish191.blogspot.com/

Story in a box - Final draft

They had changed my life, the African woman with the huge pierced ears and her white drummer son. Even though I still didn't know their names the connection I felt to them was too overwhelming to explain.
 
It all started out with an old leather wallet I found in the ditch years back. It had somehow led me on an adventure to Burkina Faso to find happiness. My life had had its up and downs but by the time I got on the plane it was really time for a change.
 
It was my first time on an airplane. All I had with me was the little glass jar my sister had given to me for my 25th birthday. She said it was for good luck, so I keep carrying it around just for the charm of it.
I can’t quite remember the exact course of events but I do remember the first thing I saw when I entered my hotel room near the airport. It was only a one night stay since I had decided to not live in hotels while I was there. The hotel had little wooden heads all over the place. I was relieved that I had decided to only stay one night because I could not stand the feeling of these heads starring at me.
The next morning I went out to discover a little more of Burkina Faso’s capital. I got to meet a lot of interesting people and the next thing I know is I am sitting in a canoe on my way to the African woman’s house. She offered me to stay with her for nothing more than the antique table cloth I had acquired earlier that day. As we were paddling by huge forest areas, all kinds of different animals and a field of totem poles I felt free. It’s been the first time in months that I had felt this free and relieved.
When we got to her home, which really was a little shed in the middle of the woods, she introduced me to her son, the little drummer boy. He was playing with a stick that looked somewhat like a ruler. He seemed to be content with what he was doing. I asked her why she wasn’t living with her tribe and she explained to me that she fell in love with a traveler when she was younger, had her son and was not accepted by her tribe anymore for carrying out a baby from a white man.
 
I learned a lot from those two. They showed me that it was possible to happy with only the little things in life. I am grateful I had met them and within two weeks they had changed my life forever.  Now here I am sitting in my Mediterranean house starring at the little wooden plate with the chestnuts in them for decoration, remembering the African woman and her white drummer son who had showed me real happiness.

Story in a box - First Draft

It all started with that little leather wallet I found in the ditch. The snow had just melted and spring was in the air. At first I thought it was just an ordinary wallet someone may have lost over New Years Eve but when I opened it up I realized that this wallet was the exact opposite.
Its content consisted of nothing but a dirty scrunched up piece of paper. I did not think much of it and was hoping to find contact information of the owner on it. Instead I found a note saying: “True happiness can only be found when experiencing the sorrow of the poor”. At this point of my life it didn’t have any meaning to me.

I remembered the wallet one day in July when my own happiness left me. I had just lost my job, my husband had left me and my life in general was not going the way it should be. What had the note said again? Something about finding our own happiness when experiencing sorrow of the poor. Just recently I had seen a documentary about the poverty in Africa. These people did not have anything. No education, poor health and hardly any food. They still seemed happy. Somewhat content with the little things that were given to them.
It took me several weeks until I spontaneously went to the travel agency and booked a vacation in Burkina Faso, one of the poorest countries on the African continent. I left my beautiful Mediterranean looking house the next day with nothing but a little bag containing a few clothes and my little glass jar filled with “lucky water” I got from little sister years back. I never believed in anything like this but just the gesture of it made me carry it around constantly.

I landed in Ouagadougou 13 hours later. The first thing encountering me was a boy dancing around the tiny run down lobby of the airport. Growing up in Spain I was expecting him to be for money but when I tried to give my last euros he would not except them. He instead led me to a store outside of the airport and convinced me to buy one of the vintage table cloth at his family's store.
After I got done talking with him and his family I went to the hotel to get settled in. I did not believe my eyes when I saw what was supposed to be my "home" for the next two weeks. The hotel was not even comparable to an one star hotel back home. It was a old run-down building with broken windows and dirt all over the place. The only charming thing about it were the Chinese torments on each side of the main entrance.


To be continued

Story in a box - Inventory

Content of the box:
1. wooden head
- a piece of wood in the shape of a head. Blue eyes red lips. Looks like a male head.
2. ruler
- wooden ruler with centimeters
3. Mediterranean house
- white house with a large front yard. Could be a house in the southern part of Europe.
4. little wooden plate
 - wooden plate with a native American touch to it. In larger design it is mainly used for decoration.
5. wallet
- leather wallet with an elephant, tree and monkey design on the front. Contains nothing but a few euros.
6. table cloth
- a vintage table cloth kept in dark colors. Size is about 1m x 1m.
7. Statue of African woman
- very dark brown color, tall and skinny woman. Woman has huge pierced ears as typical for certain parts of Africa.
8. Statue of boy playing drums
9. three chestnuts
- must have fallen of a tree when they were ripe judging by the darkness of their color.
10. canoe
- wooden canoe. The exterior cover of it consists of bark. 
11. glass jar
12. totem