When the bus moved, I was saying to my youth pastor that this was my first time going to Six Flags Magic Mountain in Valencia, CA! So, then she said(laughing), ”There are rides that are extreme and rides that will make you pee your pants!” We got there a little early, so we had to wait in line because the parking lot wasn’t open yet.
D1 Evaluate the market research method used by a selected organisation Tesco have been very clever with the way that they are able to gather market research about their customers. Using information from Clubcard's they are able to access a wealth of information that their competitors may find difficult to obtain. When customers sign up to the Clubcard they are asked various questions about where they live, how old they are, if they are single or married, their income, and if they have children. This information helps to see what category each person falls in, for example using the MOSAIC system. MOSAIC is a system that classifies households in the UK into 12 MOSIAC groups and 52 sub-groups called Mosaic types.
Going to school later would result in having many amazing benefits. Many kids take the bus to school and complain about the traffic the highway and even on main streets. Kids have to get up really early to catch the bus and sit in traffic because other adults are trying to go to work. If school did start and end later, the bus would not hit morning rush hour traffic or afternoon rush hour traffic. With school starting later, the bus schedule can make a tremendous change.
• Holiday – Blackpool. Support hours? Staffing levels? • LR support most affected by issues discussed under Staff sickness/shortages heading. • Attending Wed Club weekly and not going to monthly disco • • PP • Very low/down and tearful (didn’t attend college this week) • Update on dizzy spells/medication • Update on bathroom refurb progression • CEA card has arrived and PP has been to cinema, so now an achieved and ongoing Goal & Aspiration • PP frequently changing mind on where to go on holiday and who to go with resulting in nothing being booked.
They begged Zeitoun to go but he was much to proud, so they promised to call each other every day until the storm was over. Lastly, I felt that the book Zeitoun had an amazing outcome. While Kathy and the girls were on the way to Arizona a few thing got in their way. They had to drive the whole way instead of catching a plane because os the storm. Since it was such a long drive, Kathy had to pull over at night so they could get some sleep.
Around noon everyone got a lunch break for around thirty minutes. Then we had to be back. If you weren’t back you were automatically disqualified. We had no time to wait on people. There was one team that just went home because of the heat.
A Day That Shall Live In Infamy It was early morning January 21, 1974 and it was still dark out when I woke up from a quick nap that I managed to take on that cramped, uncomfortable, loud, and smelly bus that had been chartered by the United States Government for the purpose of delivering 42 unsuspecting young souls to a little place called Parris Island, South Carolina. Just the name Parris Island was enough to send shivers down the backs of those 42 unsuspecting souls. Parris Island, a place we had all heard about over and over again for the past three days while being processed for this scary, unknown, and at the same time, exciting trip that we had signed up for. The stories that we had heard about some of things that had happened
We have come here today to make clear how unprotected we are, to show graphically what we are being exposed to… On a day like today, the rain freezes on our skin. Then we sit on a bus for half an hour as the ice melts into our sweats to meet the sweat that has soaked our clothes underneath.”’ (Wulf. 88.) This was Ernst’s statement on behalf of her team. Its purpose was to expose the need for equal rights and reinforcement of Title IX.
The bus was crowded that morning. Thanksgiving was just a few days away, and it seemed as though the whole world was coming or going, planning and preparing. I took the first available seat I could find, an aisle seat, four rows back behind the driver. Slouching down, I watched the rest of the passengers jostle to find their places. I really wasn’t up for this trip.
Home. The word seems only foreign to me now. I watched dreadfully as the rain turned to ice on the window of the vacant room; knowing it'll be too long until I see the sun again, feel its blistering heat against my russet toned skin. It had only been drizzling for the past week and hadn't taken long for the sun to squeeze its way through the thick, gray clouds-but ever since I sadly agreed to leave…it seemed that Sunny Chesapeake had only become dark and twisty. Luckily, it had only drizzled long enough for Mom and me to finish packing.