Bijani Twins: Has medical been breached or abused?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ladan_and_Laleh_Bijani

For the people that wants background information of Bijani Twins

I personally think that medical has been breached. It is the twin who wanted to be separated and the doctor had already warned them on the risks and dangers they may face and they know that if the operation is not a success, they will die. It is not the doctor’s fault as they lost lots of blood during the operation and the Doctor had already warned them. A specially-designed chair was required that allowed the operation to be performed with both sisters in a sitting position.

The attempt to separate the twins turned out to be very difficult, because their brains not only shared a major vein (the superior sagittal sinus), but had fused together. The separation was achieved on July 8, 2003, but it was announced then that the twins were in critical condition, both having lost a large volume of blood due to complications of the operation.

I think that they should bear with each other and continue to line on.

A Joke That Went Wrong-Essay

I liked to play practical jokes on others. I liked to look at their expressions being fooled by me. One day, my sister brought me for a stroll in the park. The Narcissuses were in full bloom and the filled our nose and the leaves rustled as a breeze blew by.

We ambled our way to the bridge and, a thought came to my mind. I told my sister that I wanted to take a photo of her standing on a bridge. I like I wanted to change her pose and ‘splash!’ she fell into the river. She hit her head against a rock and her arms were flailing wildly in the air. Suddenly, I remembered that we do not know how to swim. I quickly called mother to seek help as I could not find anyone there. Overwhelmed by the pain, she sank below the surface of water. This added on to my anxiety.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped at the sight of her sinking. Gasping for breath, I clasped my hand over my mouth. “What is it, darling?” my mother’s voice was from the phone was muffled by the howling wind. My lips parted but no words came out. Luckily, a jogger passed by and saved my sister. She was no longer conscious and her whole face was covered with blood. He pumped rhythmically on her chest. She began to cough violently and water started spluttering out from her mouth.

He immediately brought us to the hospital and I called mother. “What? Which hospital?” Mother’s voice faltered. Upon my mum’s arrival, the doctor and came out and said: “The patient is in stable condition. She needs rest and will be warded for further observation. If nothing goes wrong, she should be discharged in a couple of days.” I heaved a sigh of relieved and creases of worry vanished instantly.

When we went back, mother scolded me. “Are you tired of living? What you need is another beating!” Mother brandished the ugly-looking cane.

After this incident, I swore that I will never play pranks to other people.

Home Learning Task 1- Children In The Darkness

Today is Home Learning and our English teacher, Mrs. Lily Chai, wanted us to complete two tasks. One is to explain something about This Poem.

Children In The Darkness

There are children in the darkness
Who have not seen the light
There are children in the darkness
Who someone will teach to fight
 
Chalk and blackboards will not be
To this door there is no key
From this life they can not flee
And these children are not free
 
Could we simply light a candle
Could we give them half a chance
Could we teach them how to read
Could we teach them how to dance
 
Or will a war consume them
Their body and their soul
Will their life and blood be poured
Down some endless thirsty hole
 
Back into the darkness
From which there is no flight
Back into the darkness
Into which there shines no light

Henry M Bechtold was in Vietnam during 1967 - 1968. During that period of time, there was a war raging and he witnessed what was happening. Although he rarely talked about it, he could never close that chapter in his life.He was in his hotel room in Saigon watching the news channel on the television. At the same time, he was finding inspiration to write another poem on the mistreatment of girls by men when a picture of a young boy with a helmet and an automatic rifle in hand flashed on the news channel. This reminded him of the Vietnam war that happened during the late 1960s and immediately, began to pen down his feelings of the war and it resulted in this poem.

Nana Coming To BS

Hi all, this post is about Nana, a friend I made in Indonesia, which came to BS today.

An Interview

Task- Conduct an interview with a friend (not from HCI) or family member. Find out from their point of view on prejudice and discrimination. Either record the interview or write out the interview transcript.

Here is an interview with my friend, Brenda Chan, using MSN, I copied directly from MSN.

Jun-Yu says:
hi brenda.
Brenda says:
hi

Jun-Yu says:
can you help me do something???
Its an interview
very fast
I ask you then you answer

Brenda says:
ok what

Jun-Yu says:
What is your point of view on prejudice?

Brenda says:
Very unfair to those who r being prejudiced
Jun-Yu says:
haha
then what is your point of view on discrimination

Brenda says:
isn't it the same???
lol

Jun-Yu says:
no
u check dictionary
not the same

Brenda says:
almost the same

Jun-Yu says:
Please form a sentence on the word discrimination and prejudice

Brenda says:
Racist is a form of discrimination.
Judging by people's looks is a form of prejudice.
Jun-Yu says:
ok
THANK YOU VERY MUCH
Brenda says:
lol
Jun-Yu says:
u can view it in my blog later
Brenda says:
okay
i will
Jun-Yu says:
goldfishjyling.blogspot.com
Brenda says:
okay thx