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Question #1:

How to answer this accounting prompt help!?!?

"Michael Brady does the accounting work for his business. When posting, he first transfers all of the information to the general ledger accounts. Then he returns to the journal and, all at one time, writes the account numbers in the post. Ref. column of the journal. Mike Lowell also does the accounting work for his business. When posting, he writes all the account numbers in the Post. Ref. column of te journal before he transfers any information to the accounts. is Mr. Brady of Mr. Lowell following the correct procedure?"

please help? its part of my final grade for the class.. due tomorrow morning! helpppp?!

Question #2:

The Rev. Al Sharpton vs. RUSH Limbaugh - Who wins this one?

Sharpton Threatens to Sue Limbaugh Over His WSJ Column

Saturday, October 17, 2009

NEW YORK — The Rev. Al Sharpton on Saturday threatened to sue conservative radio host Rush Limbaugh for writing in a column that the civil rights leader played a role in two New York race riots.

In a column published by the Wall Street Journal on Saturday about his derailed bid to become part-owner of the St. Louis Rams, he accuses Sharpton and the Rev. Jesse Jackson of making comments that helped get him booted from a group that was trying to buy the NFL team.

Limbaugh derided Sharpton as having played "a leading role in the 1991 Crown Heights riot" and the "1995 Freddie's Fashion Mart riot."

Those comments prompted a quick retort from Sharpton, who called both allegations false.

Sharpton was not present for or involved in the rioting in Brooklyn's Crown Heights section in August 1991, during which hundreds of blacks were involved in attacks on the neighborhood's Jewish residents. He did deliver a eulogy at the funeral of the youth whose death in a traffic accident triggered the violence, but that didn't happen until the violence ended.

Sharpton also wasn't present on Dec. 8, 1995, when a lone, black gunman burst into Freddie's Fashion Mart, a Jewish-owned business in Harlem, started shooting and set the building on fire. Seven people died. There was no riot.

Sharpton's organization had, like other black groups, been involved in picketing the business over its plans to expand into space occupied by a black-owned business, but he said he couldn't be blamed for the madman's rampage.

"Unless Mr. Limbaugh apologizes and clarifies his statements, attorneys for Rev. Sharpton will move forward with a lawsuit," said a written statement released Saturday by Sharpton's spokeswoman. "He has the right to criticize Rev. Sharpton, but he does not have the right to accuse him of criminal activity, and riots and murders are criminal."

A spokesman for Limbaugh, Tony Knight, of Sitrick and Company, did not immediately respond to an e-mailed request for comment.

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Question #3:

Anyone Have A Good Idea For A Writing Prompt?

So, i had to do like 5 journal entries for language arts and i got the first 4 done but the fifth is free write but i cant think of anything, any help would be appreciated, and no spam please thx
So, i had to do like 5 journal entries for language arts and i got the first 4 done but the fifth is free write but i cant think of anything, any help would be appreciated, and no spam please thx

EDIT: Its a freewrite so pretty much anyhting as long as it isnt innapropriate

Question #4:

please proof my essay?

can you read over my essay, i just need it proofed make, tell me if anything needs to be changed please.

Prompt:
Write an essay in which you tell us about someone who has made an impact on your life and explain how and why this person is important to you.

Essay:
Title: FLUNKY
People say friends come and go, and to all extents that's the most truthful saying I've ever come across. Even up against the most popular and common quotes, “Friends come and go” seems to be the one quote that always impacts me the most. Friends walk in and out of your life, but some seem to make bigger impacts than others. During middle school, one of the hardest times in my life, I heard my mother say “Friends come and go” maybe a million times. At the time I thought “No, these are my best friends, we will know each other for ever”. Normally these talks took place when me and my friends weren't doing well, something had happened in our little clique and I, like always, ended up being the one shunned. Back then I thought I was really in the wrong, I deserved being mad at for doing things like sitting in a girls seat when she hadn't sat there for 2 weeks.
Whitney, the closest to me out of our little five member posse was the one who I looked up to. I almost idolized her, in my eyes everything she did was so much was better than what I did. She made better grades than I did, she was skinner than I was, more popular than me, and was an only child, so of course by default she got whatever she pleased. Me, being the hanger-on that I was in those days, tried to do everything to even be in the running with her. I tried harder in my classes to make better grades, I started working out to at least get out of the overweight category that most American children are in, and actually started combing my hair for once, but nothing seemed to help. I was still the one who got ditched every time an argument happened, it was always my fault.
I will never forget the time that we all had planed on going to Six Flags. Us being only 8th graders, weren't normally let out of the house to do things with our friends, especially with our parents not there, to us this was a big deal. Then I got a call, it was one of my friends telling me that they wouldn't be able to make it, that none of them in fact would be able to make it. Me,. still stuck in this happy mutual friendship world, thought nothing of it. One day, we weren't paying attention in class, like always, writing in our journal that we kept specifically for when we were in class and had something we had to tell each other. Somehow at the end of class I ended up with the journal. Flipping through the pages I came across a conversation that I wasn't a part of, it was them talking about going to Six Flags and how much fun it had been, and how they were so happy that I hadn't come along because I was so annoying.
By the end of my middle school years I had finally caught on to that not only were these girls were not my best friends, but they didn't even like me. I had learned to hate them, blaming them for what they had turned me into to, a girl who had changed her whole appearance just to fit in. In the beginning years of high school I resented Whitney, she was the main one, the one I had trusted, but now she was the cause of them not liking me, she could have taken up for me, told them that I wasn't a flunkey, that I wasn't annoying. When I came into my upperclassmen days deep down in my heart I truthfully couldn't blame her, she had no right in defending me. I was all these things: I was a flunky, I couldn't stand on my own two feet, I had to stand on someones else, I had to discover how to defend myself. Now as I look back into those years and being a flunkey I thank them, if it hadn't been for them I would have never picked up traits that make me, me.
Over the years I have come into my own, and rid of some of the bad qualities I picked up from my brief friendship ship with them, but I have also kept some. Some mannerisms that I picked up from Whitney were excellent qualities to possess, for instance, me becoming an overachiever to stay in league with my “friends”. All I had to do was just redirect that energy from trying to compete with someone to doing it just to better myself. Out of all the changes I made to my character during middle school, if you evaluate them in a wide screen most of them were not bad at all, they actually made be a better person, my motifs on the other hand were the problem.
Although, Whitney and I no longer are best friends we have moved past the difficult and childish times and we still keep in contact, her being the cause of the changes that actually made me change for the better will always place her as an important person in my life.
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sorry their is no indentions, yahoo answers wont let me do them.

Question #5:

How can I improve my writing?

I'm sixteen years old, and one of my dreams is publish a book one day that I would be proud of. I love to write, but I can usually never finish or I end up disliking it and pitching it. I know my writing skills is of course not as great as authors out there, but I want so much to improve my writing. I have began to read much more than I used to, because that is what some people have told me that would help improve my skills.

I've thought of starting a journal which I would write about my days and put some book ideas in it also. Does anyone know of any good sites with interesting writing prompts for my journal? But not one that is really stupid like for children really. That would be nice.

So can anyone give me some ideas on how to improve my writing skills? Thanks.

Question #6:

Would you please correct my grammar? English and science majors are welcome?

As I advanced in my studies and gained deeper and more objective understanding of the academic system, I saw a reality that didn’t quite meet my expectation. I noticed that all the professors I knew were spending most of their time either in the classrooms or in their offices writing grants and journal articles with little or no time for hands on research. For someone like myself, who had developed a passion for field experience, this realization prompted a career revision. This was not an easy decision because at the time, I was well on my way toward reaching the goal I had set nine years ago.

Question #7:

Okay i have to interview a business and i need some questions for accounts payable subsystem !!!!!!?

okay i have objectives and now have to make up some questions for these if you have any just write it innn :D

allow the prompt and accurate processing of purchases

record credit transactions accurately through appropriate source documents and journal entries

process these transactions in ledger accounts and provide an up-to-date list of creditors

ensure that all credit purchases are properly authorised

Question #8:

Does this start to a book have potential? ( A little lengthy)?

I had a dream last night that prompted me to write. The genre would be a darker kind of romance between two people who really shouldn't be together. Basically, good average girl falls for bad boy. What are your opinions guys? Does it capture your attention at all and make you want to know more? I've thought of writing for awhile and recently began recording my dreams in a journal to see if anything could come from them. What do you think?

I don’t know why I chose to go down that road that day, but I did, and that choice will linger in my mind forever.

Most of the time I always took the same route. You’ve read the papers and the watched the news. There are some pretty dangerous people out there these days, I’d think to myself. It was never worth the risk going into uncharted territory. But, for some reason, today it was. “Oh what the hell,” I spoke out loud. It was a new subdivision. The tall, high rise apartments lingered in the sun-soaked valley commanding the sky. They were high, about forty stories high. The exterior was covered more so in glass then frame and they were shiny reflecting off the sun. This street was all new. The city’s way of trying to adapt to the modern times. On it’s own, Everglenn was a decent sized town, about one hundred thousand people. Today, it was about sixteen degrees outside. A warm, spring day. The wind blew through my long, dark hair cascading shivers that rippled down my spine. I pulled by bret out from the side of my bag, gathered half of my hair and clipped it. This way, the wind wouldn’t blow all the tendrils on my face. I kept walking, slowly, admiring the views of all the modern architecture. It was all very urban, but still the city managed to keep some aspects of nature. There were many trees and a lot of greenery. For a newer neighbourhood, it was dead. I guess a lot of people were at work. I mean, it was one-thirty in the afternoon. I worked, but only part-time in the evenings three nights a week and occassional weekends at the Starbucks a few blocks away. I’m currently enrolled at Everglenn University, hoping to come out with a degree in law. Right now, classes were finished for the day and I was heading home for some much needed study time. Exams were in two weeks and I already put off studying for a while. My building, was past all these newer, nicer ones in an older subdivision just a few blocks away. Again, it was an older building, but modest for a student to be able to afford. Mom and Dad helped me a lot with that one, insisting to pay for my residency including utilities. I told them I could share a dorm close to school with everyone else, that I didn’t mind but they insisted I have my own place so that I could have privacy. I was a pretty private person. I had one best friend--Jillian and many aquaintances. I was nearing the end of the street where I’d turn left down Fernbrook to get to my complex, when I heard the footsteps of someone behind me. I looked back and sure enough someone was there. It was a guy, definately older then me. Me being in my early twenties, twenty-three to be exact and this guy had to be in his early thirties. He had medium-length brown hair the was cut just above his shoulders with a tinge of blond to it. It too glistened in the sunlight like everything else around me. He wore a dark purple shirt underneath a black vest with matching black chinos and black boots. I turned again, this time I looked at his face. Oh my God, I thought to myself. He had two scars coming up from each end of his lips into his cheeks, very noticeable. I tried not to make a face. Something bad had happened to him at some point. His eyes met mine. It was as if he was smiling, the way his scars were portruding his face. I looked forward again, not wanting to admit to myself how uncomfortable I was feeling. For some reason, I don’t know what it was, I turned all the way to face him this time. He met my eyes again and moved closer to me, step by step, until his face and those scars were inches away from my face. I was frozen. I couldn’t move. I could feel the spring breeze mixed with his warm breath running down my neck. My whole body tingled. I didn’t know this man, but for whatever god foresaken reason, I wanted him to touch me. That’s when he did. He cupped my face in his muscular hands and searched it as if he were looking for something. Then, he let go. I just stood there, staring at him in awe. I couldn’t speak, nothing. What was happening to me? What was I doing with this person I didn’t even know?

Once he let go, he turned and looked as if he were about to walk away. I stood in silence, still frozen, just staring at this wondrous person. He turned again and looked at me. “Do you wanna come up?” He pointed to the building to the left of him. It was one of the buildings I had been admiring before all of this happened. “Sure,” I said simply. I didn’t even know this p

Question #9:

Please help with response journal for Gorillas in the Mist?

I have to write at least 10 personal response journals about Gorillas in the Mist by Dian Fossey as well as a final response about the whole book for my biology class. I have written a couple but I've kind of hit a wall. I'm supposed to say how the book relates to my life, and things that surprised me, etc. The problem is that the book really doesn't relate to my life and the book doesn't really vary enough for me to be "surprised" a lot. It's a very good book and I'm enjoying reading it very much, but my responses are becoming a little repetitious.
Can anyone suggest some prompts that I could use to jump off of? Or maybe things that you observed while reading the book?

Question #10:

Personal response journal about Gorillas in the Mist?

Question #11:

Give an example of true friendship?

So we get journals in our class each day. This was our topic. I'm looking for something funny to write because I know that there are funny stories people can think of using this prompt. I'll be sure I give you credit for using your story =D

Thanks!

Question #12:

HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?

Ok so I have to write a quick journal for my english lit class and this is the promt and its about "The Day They Burned the Books" by Jean Rhys... can anyone help me? Thanks!!!!

Heres the prompt...

Explore the concept of hybridity in the story. How does being the child of a white Englishman and a mulatto mother affect Eddie? Why and how is Eddie's relationship to Englishness different from his mother's?
but i only have 15 mins before class!!! =[

Question #13:

What are some sites with prompts actually worth writing about?

I have to write some journal entries for school and they can be about anything. Fiction or non-fiction.

Question #14:

How to STOP PROCRASTINATING?

I just can't stop using the computer. My math teacher has a blog so we can write down our journal prompt on it. Then after-wards, I use the computer like it was a Friday and have all the free time i want. And before I know it, it's already like 7 or 8. I hate starting homework late.
Any suggestions to do my homework early?

Question #15:

Will someone please help me with these journal prompts?

I have to have these done by tomorrow and I can't think of anything.
They're real simple but I'm having trouble.
Please help. They are:

-Inauguration. Write one page about this day's events
-African Safari. Your parents want to take you to an African Safari for 3 weeks, but you have school. Write a persuasive letter to your teacher explaining all the reasons you should be aloud to go.
-Write a love letter from one robot to another.

Please and thanks.

Question #16:

Do I write in 1st or 3rd person?

I am writing a journal entry for a character within a movie. The prompt is: You cant change your destiny.

Do I write my piece in 1st or 3rd person?

Question #17:

What are some really good writing prompts that I can get deep into?

I have to write four pages worth of journal entries every week for my English class. The problem is, I can never think of what to write about! I usually just end up writing about my day that day, and that seems to take up a lot of those 4 pages, but that gets boring after a while. I do the same stuff every day. Help!?
I have to write 4 pages of journal writing every week for my English class. I have nothing to write about! Please help.

Question #18:

English teachers, how do you get your kids to read?

It's my first year teaching, and I've been battling the problem with getting my students to read at home and staying engaged when reading in class. If they aren't interested in it, forget it. (My 8th graders are reading Call of the Wild, and hating every minute of it). What ends up happening is I just read everything aloud to them in class to make up for what they didn't read at home, clarify what they don't understand, and we end up having less time to do some fun activities with the book. I'll have students read aloud too, they have writing prompts, double entry journals, open book questions, etc.... but I'm struggling to come up with ways to keep them engaged. I don't want them to think of reading as a boring, grueling task. I have a book on this but none of these strategies have really worked. Some advice would be appreciated! Especially if you've taught this book before.

Question #19:

What Does This Saying Mean?

Ok, so here's the deal. Today, in science class my teacher was waling around the classroom while we were doing our journal prompts. She stopped by me and observed me writing. Then, she simply said "That's weird...your a right handed person, that writes like a left handed person." I replied by saying "Umm...ok" and continued writing. I didn't know what that meant, and still don't. I didn't want to stop her teaching later, to ask her what that meant. So, please can anyone out there tell me what that means, if you know. Simple 10 Points! Please =]
Actually, my hand writing a very, very neat. One of you were write, though, I DO slant my letters to the right and slant my hand to the right as well while I'm writing, but I suppose left handed people are the one the slant like that although I am right handed.

Question #20:

Transcendentalist Writing Question!?

Here's the prompt:

Write a journal/essay in style of Transcendentalists
1. Self-Reliance-What does it mean? Why is it important?

PLEASE HELP!!!!!!!!!

i don't understand how to write like them :(

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