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_'Edmund (or EDMOND) Meyrick_' (or MEYRICKE) (1636 – 24 April 1713) was a Welsh cleric and benefactor of Jesus College, Oxford, where scholarships are still awarded in his name. He is a member of the Meyrick family.

Life

Meyrick was born at Garthlwyd, Llandderfel (near Bala, Merionethshire) and christened in Llandderfel on 11 June 1636. He attended four schools, including one year at Ruthin School, before matriculating at Jesus College, Oxford in 1656. He was elected to a scholarship in 1658 and obtained his BA degree in 1659.[1] He was ordained both deacon and priest by Robert Skinner, Bishop of Oxford, on 30 August 1660 in the chapel of New College, Oxford.[2] In 1662, he was elected to a probationary Fellowship of the college, but married in 1663 and became ineligible for a full fellowship. He became vicar of Eynsham on 10 August 1663.[3] He was chaplain to Richard, Earl of Carbery — the Meyricks and the Carberys being related – and this connection led to Meyrick's appointment to a number of lucrative positions in West Wales.[4] Meyrick became vicar of Llangathen in 1665, vicar of Llanegwad and a Canon of St David's Cathedral in 1667, rector of Burton, Pembrokeshire in 1670, treasurer of St David's in 1690 and rector of Penboyr in 1713. He was also a canon of Christ College, Brecon and vicar of Carmarthen; he held many of these positions at the same time. He died in Carmarthen, where he was then living, on 24 April 1713, and was buried in St Peter's Church; a memorial to him was placed on the north wall of the chancel.[5]

Bequests

Meyrick's wife and only child had predeceased him, enabling a more generous disposition of his assets.[6] He had extensive property interests, in both North and South Wales. The family seat was in Ucheldre, Gwyddelwern, Merionethshire and Meyrick also owned several houses in Carmarthen.[7] In 1708, he set up a charity school in Carmarthen but for some reason directed in his will that the school and master should be moved to Bala, where it became the Bala Grammar School.[8] The will provided for an annual payment of £15 to the schoolmaster together with the use of the schoolhouse, and £15 per year for clothing for the students.[9]

His will, dated 25 March 1712, said: He left family property in Denbighshire and Merionethshire, as well as his Carmarthen property after expiration of some life interests, to the college to provide six scholarships of £10 and six exhibitions of £8. The scholarships and exhibitions were to be awarded to Jesus College students from North Wales, until they obtained their Master of Arts degree or were receiving more than £40 per year from a parish appointment. Any surplus was to be used to buy advowsons so that the College might present one of the scholars (or in default of a suitable scholar, a Meyrick exhibitioner or a North Wales fellow of the College) to a parish position.[10] Whilst the estate produced a surplus, only one living was purchased by the trustees, that of the rectory of Llandow in 1735. Further increases in the surplus led to an increase in payments to Bala School and to the scholars and exhibitioners, and to the purchase of other property in Cheltenham and Carmarthen.[11][12] This proved to be a profitable investment since, by 1840, the college had received more than £10,000 through the sale of trust land near Cheltenham for railway purposes. Payments to Bala School ended in 1862, when the annual payments were commuted for a lump-sum payment of £5,333.[13]

Meyrick scholarships and exhibitions are still awarded to students at Jesus College, based on academic merit. Students performing consistently at a first-class standard during the year in the opinion of their tutors may be awarded a Meyrick scholarship, with consistent performance at upper second to first-class standard potentially leading to the award of a Meyrick exhibition.[14] The restriction in Meyrick's bequest that the scholarships were for students from North Wales only was relaxed in 1857 to cover students from all of Wales and Monmouthshire.[15][16] The restrictions have been further relaxed and students who were not born in Wales are also now eligible for a Meyrick scholarship or exhibition if they are the child of a native of Wales, are able to speak Welsh or they were educated for the last three years of secondary school in Wales.[17]

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title: Edmund Meyrick

question: Describe Meyrick's relationship to Wales.

answer: He appears to have had strong ties to Wales. He attended schools there, was a clergyman there, and owned a house there.

critique: He is buried in Wales, which may be more indicative of the strength of the relationship to Wales.

critique: It is omitted that he was also a member of the Meyrick family.

critique: "He appears to have had strong ties to Wales" is not a very specific answer to the question. It would be better to rewrite the answer completely.

critique: Meyrick had extensive property interests in North and South Wales.

critique: He also held several positions in West Wales.

critique: The response misses to mention that he was also a benefactor of Jesus College, Oxford, where scholarships are still awarded in his name.

critique: It would help if it is stated that Meyrick was a clergyman based in West Wales.

critique: It should be pointed out that his most lucrative connections were in West Wales, not all of Wales

critique: Meyrick also received many lucrative positions in West Wales.

critique: He also seems to have had an extensive property portfolio in Wales.

critique: This is an accurate fact, but it does not show the extent of Meyrick's relationship to Wales.

critique: Meyrick was a clergyman in Wales, but the answer should mention that he was also a benefactor of Jesus College, Oxford.

critique: The response misses to mention that Meyrick was a Welsh cleric and benefactor of Jesus College, Oxford, where scholarships are still awarded in his name.

question: When did Meyrick live?

answer: 1636 to 1713

critique: The answer could be phrased as a complete sentence.

critique: The answer should give the dates in a proper format.

critique: He died in 1713, but this doesn't mean that he was born in 1636.

critique: The answer should be written in a full sentence.

critique: Include the month and year of Meyrick's death in the answer.

critique: It is omitted that he was born in 1636 and died in 1713.


split: train

text:
_I need to wake the fuck up. I’m dreaming. But it feels too good to get up. The children’s voices ring in my dreamy memory, unconsciously serenading me to them. The children are playing in the playgrounds. It’s not their fun that attract some to them. Their shorts, almost exposed young white legs tamed by their pasty melanin, has me mesmerized. I’m not waking up. I’d rather stare. I don’t know to stop._

_My calendar reads: September 26, 1997. I’m 43 years today. I want me a young victim, I say to myself. Seven, to be exact._

_I call in sick. The chocolate factory is a doozy. Not much work; I just stand by the chocolate mixer and watch chocolate mix in with the almonds. I just push the big green button to start the process. Eight bucks an hour for that?_

_I tell my boss that I’m going out with my wife. Nobody knew much about my life, only that I was married. OK, was all he said._

_Bullshit, though. I never married. I, in my dream, awake to a nice and warm fall morning. Florida is all summer, so the fall was a false allusion to what I missed back in New England. It was 87 degrees in the morning, 95 tops. When you want little boys, I said to myself, there’s no place better than the young boys swinging in monkey bars in Florida._

_My hair is curly—a mess, I admit—but the boys like it. They are unforgiving bouncy curls that extend as the hair grows; the more hair, the tighter the curls. The healthier they look, too. I look to my left to see my white hamper, open and emitting a scent of musty sweat. Nerves left pits of sweat throughout my pile of dirty clothing. And I’d tell my ex that I worked out too much. Yeah, OK, she said, looking at my expanding stomach._

_I went straight into the hamper, and I took the clothes the smell the last offensive: Superman shirt (boys like that, I know), khaki cargo shorts, and black flip-flops. No deodorant, too._

_I leave my apartment and the heat tackles my arms and neck. At least I thought it was the heat. I’m nervous. Will he like me? I asked myself. I go to the playground near my home. It caught my attention. It always did. This playground was plain. Nobody paid attention to it. Perfect place to pick me a fresh young boy. The fresher the meat, the better the picking. Bunche Park is the name of this playground I snipe my targets at._

_The playground had the standard yellow slides, blue monkey bars, and hard plastic playhouses. Who woulda thought, I’d say to myself, walking twenty minutes to find little boys. On my birthday. Turning 43. Curls graying while the boy I want has no conception of the pubic hair. I liked it. I couldn’t help myself._

_I lived on 158th Street in Opa-locka. Not a bad distance from the incognito parks. Easy targets, barely any help available for the scared little boys._

_I make my way to the Bunche playground. I stop and smile, marveling the children and their ability to forget that they’re risking their lives to low lives who skip a full paycheck in order to fill their heads with false promises of hard candy, soda, and cookies. I couldn’t help myself, though._

_I see a small Cuban boy with hazel eyes. The sun assaulted me even more. The nerves were attacking me to strike. I felt the heat much more then before. My legs broke out in cold sweats under the 87 degree clouds._

_I’m nervous, I say to myself, but here I am. No turning back._

_I see him chasing a little girl in a purple skirt and gray top. She was one he seemed to have wanted. I felt envy coursing through my veins._

_I approached him._

_Hey, I said._
_Hola, said the boy._
_How old are you?_
_Turning seven._
_When?_
_In a few hours, Mister._
_Nice! Hey, want candy?_
_OK, Mister…_

_As I brought him closer to the exit of the park, I held his hand. His confused but clear eyes stared into my eyes. My palms started to sweat. He held my hand._

_I felt at ease with him, the little Cuban boy, who was turning seven in a few hours. We had walked the twenty minute to my home. I was going to wait to fondle him after I tell him that the closest I have to hard candy, cookies, and soda is a licorice in the pockets of my cargos. He had to find it. Putting his soft white hands into my pocket would help him._

_As we approached the entrance of my home,_

I yelled myself back to reality. 7:01 A.M. I was a minute late to getting ready to go to work. But before I lefty head, I reached over to my nightstand, over my girlfriend, and got my phone. I called my psychologist.

Hey Michael, she said. Good morning. Beautiful day out, eh?
Yep, I said.

I got nervous. It was hot out. I turned on the TV.

87 degrees this morning. 95 tops, the meteorologist said.

title: [RF] Bunche Park

question: Summarize the plot twists in the story.

answer: The narrator is having a dream where he is 43 years old, and wants to victimize a young boy. He calls in sick to his job at the chocolate factory and goes to a playground to search for a boy. He finds one and tries to take him to his home. Then he wakes up and realizes that he is 31 years old and his girlfriend is next to him. He calls his psychologist and gets nervous.

question: Explain if the kidnapping event did or did not take place at any point in the present, future, or past.

answer: The story is a dream.

question: Summarize what is meant by "easy targets".

answer: No answer

question: Summarize whether or not the narrator is a bad person.

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator is a pedophile.


text:
Very first story, give me any feedback and be brutally honest if necessary. Enjoy!

It’s going to be okay. It’s going to be fine in just a little while, just wait.

I sit here in bed, in my room. My dark, quiet, still room. Nothing can be heard in this tiny room. I sit up on my bed and realize that I can’t see a single thing in front of me. It’s like I’m not here. I reach my hand out and drift it from side to side, hoping maybe it would bump into something, feel anything. Nothing. I’m starting to feel dizzy. As far as I know there are two things left in this room, my phone and this bottle. Both lying in my lap.

 I pick up my phone and turn it on. The screen light bursts into the room, ricocheting off of every wall revealing a shadowy silhouette of everything in my room. It takes a while for my eyes to adjust to the light. I squint and see that the number is still dialed. I know who waits on the other side. The only person left that would hear me, the only person I know that would drop the world for me is just waiting on the other side of one button. I could call, I could talk and talk, and maybe they would come visit me. They would come in, sweep me off my feet and drive me away to a better place. A place with smiling faces in every room. Everybody there will be dressed in white and everyone will want to know how my day was, how I’m feeling. I’ll be do distracted by my new friends that I’ll never be here again. I sit and stare into the darkness, smiling at my fantasies. But that’s all they are, fantasies. Maybe, on another night they could become my reality, but it’s far too late tonight. I put down my phone, the light goes off, and I’m swallowed up by the darkness of my room.

I pick up my bottle. Contents half gone, the dizziness is really kicking in now. I knew it would be okay. Just a little while longer now, and it’ll be even better. I look at my bottle, and consider finishing it off. I twist the cap off just as a slight tingling zips through my entire body, even dizzier now. I decide against it and put the bottle back on the bed in front of me, next to my phone. My eyes have readjusted to the darkness, I stare into the darkness and see nothing. It’s as if I’m already asleep, but I can still hear myself think. I lay down and wait for my eyes to close, but my thoughts have me wired, wide-eyed, wide awake. My mind starts to race and my head starts spinning. Is this what I wanted? I want to fall asleep, but it’s not coming fast enough and the pain becomes too much bare, excruciating. I start to kick and twist in my bed. I hear myself whimpering into the empty room. I roll off the bed and am followed by my phone and still open bottle. I hit the ground with a thump, and I hear the pills from the bottle scattering all over the floor. “GOD!” I shriek aloud. My voice echoes around the room and falls flat after a moment. The pain subsides, and euphoria sets in. It’s quiet again.

God, a fantasy I haven’t believed in for a while now. Heaven too. Where are God and Heaven at a time like this? I don’t need to find Jesus. That’s what everyone thought I needed, Jesus. I don’t have time for someone who isn’t here. I needed someone real, I need someone now.

The euphoric feeling overwhelms my entire body. I can’t feel a thing anymore. I can’t feel my head spinning, my heart pounding or my limbs aching. I can only see and hear, and I see and hear nothing, still. It’s quiet and dark. Serenity like I’ve never experienced. I can't tell if its fantasy or reality. Finally, I’m going to fall asleep. My eyelids start to drop, but a light bursts into the room, ricocheting off the ceiling and dimly exposing the floor where I lay. I see my phone lying face up on the floor by my feet. I muster up any strength left in my deadened arms and drag my body around to see who is calling. I swirl my head around to where my feet were and gaze through hazy eyes at the screen. I can barely make it out on my phone screen: “CALLING". Below that: “911”. I can barely hear the ringing on the other side of the line, where that one person left in the world will be waiting for my response when they pick up, my plea for help. My vision and hearing start to fade to black and nothingness, and I fall asleep.

I open my eyes and I see a bright light. A shadowy silhouette stands in a background of white, but I can’t hear what he or she is saying. Everything is hazy, almost misty, and I squint to make out what is before me, but to no avail. I can’t tell who this person is, but at least there’s someone here with me.

title: [RF] Phone and a bottle

question: Why doesn't the narrator answer the phone?

answer: They can't answer the phone.

critique: While it is true that the narrator can't answer the phone, the question is why.

critique: Saying that the narrator "can't answer" could be any number of things. The story says that there's nothing left, so that's what we need to take from it. The answer given is the most concise way we could express the story's ending.

critique: The narrator isn't dead. They pass out and are revived by the police.

critique: The narrator passes out before answering.

critique: There is no evidence that the narrator can't answer the phone

critique: The narrator is dead and feels like they're in heaven. They don't answer because they're dead.

critique: They can hear it ringing, but can't answer.

critique: The narrator is unconscious and unable to answer the phone.

critique: They can't answer the phone because they fall asleep.

critique: It is omitted that they are unconscious.

critique: The story clearly indicates that the narrator is in a state of delirium and can't hear the phone ringing.

critique: The narrator is unconscious and possibly dying. In this case, they can't answer the phone.

text: This answer is incorrect as it doesn't say why the narrator can't answer the phone. It should be said it's because he is falling into unconsciousness.

category: coverage

refinement: They can't answer the phone.

question: What is action is the narrator taking throughout the story?

answer: Putting their phone calls on hold.

critique: But putting their phone calls on hold isn't an action taken throughout the story.

critique: It's omitted that the narrator is drinking alcohol.

critique: The narrator is putting their phone calls on hold, not their actions.

critique: That's not the action in the story. No phone call is made.

critique: The narrator is not putting their phone calls on hold.

critique: This is not an action, it is a description of the action.

critique: "Putting their phone calls on hold" is a description of what the narrator is doing.

critique: The narrator does not put their phone calls on hold.

text: This answer is inaccurate. The narrator never puts a call on hold.

category: accuracy

refinement: Putting their phone calls on hold.

question: Why does the narrator want to kill themselves?

answer: They want to feel better/"turn off" their symptoms.

critique: The narrator might want to kill themselves because of the pain and fear of not ending up in a hospital

critique: "I pick up my bottle. Contents half gone, the dizziness is really kicking in now. I knew it would be okay. Just a little while longer now, and it’ll be even better. I look at my bottle, and consider finishing it off. I twist the cap off just as a slight tingling zips through my entire body, even dizzier now. I decide against it and put the bottle back on the bed in front of me, next to my phone." is evidence that the narrator wants to kill themselves to turn off their symptoms.

critique: The answer should include that the narrator is suicidal.

critique: The narrator's symptoms are not mentioned.

critique: The narrator does not say their symptoms are what they want to "turn off".

critique: The narrator is not trying to "turn off" their symptoms. They are trying to end their life.

critique: The narrator is not trying to "turn off" their symptoms. They are trying to feel better.

critique: The narrator has not expressed that they want to feel better by killing themselves. Change the response to "That information can't be found."

critique: The narrator is suffering from depression, not physical pain.

critique: The narrator is not looking to "turn off" their symptoms. They are looking to end their life.

critique: The narrator doesn't want to kill themselves because they want to feel better, they want to feel better because they want to kill themselves.

text: It's not stated specifically why the narrator wants to kill himself. It would be better to state the answer in speculative terms.

category: coherence

refinement: They want to feel better/"turn off" their symptoms.


text:
Have you ever noticed that light bulbs (the incandescent ones especially) seem to burn out most frequently at the instant they're turned on? Or that electronic components like home theater systems or TVs worked fine yesterday but don't today when you turn them on? I have, too.

Have you ever wondered why that happens?

Thermal stress

There are many factors that affect the longevity of electronic equipment. One of the most ubiquitous sources of failure is heat. In fact, the heat generated by most electronic devices as they perform their assigned tasks is the very heat that shortens their electronic lives.

When I worked at IBM in Boca Raton at the dawn of the PC era, I worked as part of a group that was responsible for the maintainability of computers and other hardware of all types. One task of the labs in Boca Raton was to ensure that hardware broke very infrequently, and that when it did, it was easy to repair. I learned some interesting things about the effects of heat on the life of computers while I was there.

Let's go back to the light bulb because it is an easily visible, if somewhat infrequent, example.

Every time a light bulb is turned on, electric current surges into the filament and heats it very rapidly from room temperature to about 340° Fahrenheit (the temperature depends upon the wattage of the bulb). This causes thermal stress through vaporization of the metal of which the filament is made, as well as rapid expansion of the metal just caused by heating. When a light bulb is turned off, the thermal stress is repeated—though less severely—during the cooling phase as the filament shrinks. The more times a bulb is cycled on and off, the more the effects of this stress accumulate.

The primary effect of thermal stress is that some small parts of the filament—usually due to minute manufacturing variances—tend to become hotter than the other parts, causing the metal at those points to evaporate faster. This makes the filament even weaker at that point and more susceptible to rapid overheating in subsequent power-on cycles. Eventually, the last of the metal evaporates when the bulb is turned on and the filament dies in a very bright flash.

The electrical circuitry in computers is much the same as the filament in a light bulb. Repeated heating and cooling cycles can damage the computer's internal electronic components just as the filament of the light bulb was damaged over time.

Cooling is essential

Keeping computers cool is essential for helping to ensure that they have a long life. Large data centers spend a great deal of energy to keep the computers in them cool. Without going into the details, designers need to ensure that the flow of cool air is directed into the data center and specifically into the racks of computers to keep them cool. It is even better if they can be kept at a fairly constant temperature.

Proper cooling is essential even in a home or office environment. In fact, it is even more essential in those environments because the ambient temperature is so much higher (as it is primarily for the comfort of the humans).

Temperature monitoring

One can measure the temperature of many different points in a data center as well as within individual racks. But how can the temperature of the internals of a computer be measured?

Fortunately, modern computers have many sensors built into various components to enable monitoring of temperatures, fan speeds, and voltages. If you have ever looked at some of the data available when a computer is in BIOS configuration mode, you can see many of these values. But this does not show what is happening inside the computer when it is in a real world situation under loads of various types.

Linux has some software tools available to allow system administrators to monitor those internal sensors. Those tools are all based on the lm_sensors, Smart, and hddtemp library modules, which are available on all Red Hat based distributions and most others as well.

The simplest tool is the sensors command. Before the sensors command can be used, the sensors-detect command is used to detect as many of the sensors installed on the host system as possible. The sensors command then produces output including motherboard and CPU temperatures, voltages at various points on the motherboard, and fan speeds. The sensors command also displays the range of temperatures considered to be normal, high, and critical.

The hddtemp command displays temperatures for a specified hard drive. The smartctl command show the current temperature of the hard drive, various measurements that indicate the potential for hard drive failure, and, in some cases, an ASCII text history graph of the hard drive temperatures. This last output can be especially helpful in some types of problems.

When used with the appropriate library modules, the glances command can display hard drive temperatures as well as all of the same temperatures provided by the sensors command. glances is a top-like command that provides a lot of information about a running system including CPU and memory usage, I/O information about the network devices and hard drive partitions, as well as a list of the processes using the highest amounts of various system resources.

There are also a number of good graphical monitoring tools that can be used to monitor the thermal status of your computers. I like GKrellM for my desktop. There are plenty of others available for you to choose from.

I suggest installing these tools and monitoring the outputs on every newly installed system. That way, you can learn what temperatures are normal for your computers. Using a tool like glances allows you to monitor the temperatures in real time and understand how added loads of various types affect those temperatures. The other tools can be used to take snapshot looks at your computers.

Taking action

Doing something about high temperatures is pretty straightforward. It is usually a matter of replacing defective fans; installing newer, higher-capacity fans; and reducing the ambient temperature.

When building new computers or refurbishing older ones, I always install additional case fans or replace existing ones with larger ones where possible. Maximum airflow is important to efficient cooling. In some extreme environments, such as for gamers, liquid cooling can replace air cooling; most of us don't need to take it to that level.

I also typically replace the standard CPU cooling units with high capacity ones. At the very least, I replace the thermal compound between the CPU and the cooling radiator. I find that the thermal compound from the factory or computer store is not always evenly distributed over the surface of the CPU, which can leave some areas of the CPU with insufficient heat dissipation.

I have a large room over my attached garage that my wife and I use for our offices. Altogether I have 10 running computers, two laser printers (in sleep mode most of the time), multiple external hard drive enclosures with from one to four drives each, and six uninterruptible power supplies (UPS). These devices all generate significant amounts of heat.

Over the years I have had to deal with several window mounted air-conditioning units to keep our home office at a reasonable temperature. A couple years ago our HVAC unit died and it made sense to install a zoning system so that the upstairs office space would be cooled directly and the remaining cool air, being denser than any warm air downstairs, would flow down to the lower level. This works very well for me and keeps me and the computers at a comfortable temperature.

It is also possible to test the efficacy of your cooling solutions. There are a number of options and the one I prefer also performs useful work.

I have BOINC (Berkeley Open Infrastructure for Network Computing) installed on many of my computers and I run Seti@Home to do something productive with all of the otherwise wasted CPU cycles I own. It also provides a great test of my cooling solutions. There are also commercially available test suites that allow stress testing of memory, CPU, and I/O devices, which can be used to test cooling solutions as a side benefit.

So keep cool and compute on!

question: Summarize the measures technological companies take to reduce heat stress on their products?

answer: The author suggests installing additional case fans or replacing existing ones with larger ones where possible. They also suggest replacing the standard CPU cooling units with high capacity ones. They also suggest replacing the thermal compound between the CPU and the cooling radiator.

critique: The answer should mention the use of liquid cooling.

critique: The answer omits the author's suggestion to reduce the ambient temperature.

critique: The answer omits the measures taken to reduce ambient temperature.

critique: The text also mentions replacing defective fans and installing ones where the ambient temperature would be reduced.

critique: The answer should mention the use of liquid cooling as well.

critique: The author also suggests reducing the ambient temperature.

text: The answer talks about the author's suggestions, not about what the companies do.


text:
The world was old, and he was tired. The cliff was not as high as others he had climbed, but it would serve its purpose. Leaning over the edge was enough to assure him of that. The waves crashed relentlessly against the jagged rocks below, leaving an icy mist in their wake. They reminded him of the mountains of Asia and how they seemed to break apart the crust of the earth for the sole purpose of reaching the sun.

His life had been driven by the thirst for discovery, the need to dig his nails into the earth and tear apart its flesh to find what was hidden beneath. He could not remember a point in his history when he had not felt such an urge. He had spent his childhood ducking through the alleyways of his city’s core, peeking into sun-laden rooms of clay only to find a mother baking bread, her leathered hands pressing a quiet pulse into a mound of dough. The familiar sensation of burning muscles followed him through his childhood as he carried himself over the hills towards the sun outside the city walls. His mother often complained of feeling decades older than she should. “Chasing you is a full time job,” she would sigh. “You must learn to sit still.” But the next day, as always, he would forget to gather water in favor of following the stream a few miles further than the day before. When he reached the age of manhood, he ached to escape the confines of his home, to chase the sun until he found that which gave it life.

He dedicated his being to exploration. Education and love were fleeting desires, ultimately disregarded if it meant renouncing his claim on the earth and her secrets. He found work on a ship for little pay, but he gladly exchanged the luxury of money for the lull of his mistress’s gentle waves under a sky splashed with stars.

Through his time on earth, he saw wonders untold from every corner of the globe, grabbing the fruit of life and feeling the juice run down his face in heavy streams. The sands of the east felt rough on his tired skin, yet as soft and warm as the eyes of the elephant in Asia. Never before had he seen so brilliant a sunset as the pool of gold, red, and purple that soaked the northern snow in light. The people were almost as incredible as the places, though none impressed him as much as the dark-haired lady from the tavern in Mexico, who met his eyes and ducked shyly into the shadows. Her tinkling laugh still rang in the back of his mind when the quiet overtook him in the night. “Will you stay with me?” she whispered into his ear, and he nearly did. But the chilled dawn called him from her bed in the morning, and he slipped back onto his ship while she remained tangled in the sheets and memories of his body.

That was years ago, a lifetime it seemed, but he sometimes caught himself wondering if he would have been happier if he had stayed. The years had been good to him - his body remained strong and healthy despite the constant running, fighting, exploring. He could no longer deny, though, that he was slowing. His muscles, sturdy, no longer held the energy of his boyhood. He had begun to run less, choosing instead to walk. He had told himself that he was merely appreciating the scenery. He had rushed through the lush valleys and rocky peaks of his youth, leaving only vague memories of their true magnitude. I’m slowing down to appreciate my earth, he said. But one can only deny the truth for so long before it smashes through even the strongest defenses.

And that was how he ended up here on the cliff, his life teetering in the balance as he rocked back and forth on his calloused feet. He could see his ship aground in the distance. It was pushed onto the sand of the island against a backdrop of dense forest - a forest he would never know. It seemed to him as if this were the last place in the world. He had seen and done all there was, his eyes heavy with the memories of a well-lived life. This island, this piece of the world, was the stitch to heal the aching in his heart; the ache to discover, explore, unearth. To explore this island would be to finish what he started at his first steps. And that was why, he decided, he could not go through with it.

He knew not what the next life held for him. Dead men tell no tales, and he feared that when his time came, his light would be extinguished and he would be left to rot in the dark. To die with passion is a beautiful thing, he told himself, and to die fulfilled is to deny this beauty. That yearning to explore would follow him into the dark if it died with him. He could not bear the burden of knowledge that would come from exploring all there was to explore. This line of thinking led him to the mist-drenched cliff where he currently stood. He came directly to the edge, not allowing himself even the chance to stop and admire the blossoming orange petals that adorned the vines of the trees. There would be time for that after the fact.

As he closed his tired eyes against the blinding sun, the very fibers of his being screamed against it. The pulse of his blood steadily urged him to turn back and find the source of the thick sweet smell in the air. Pineapples, maybe, fallen from the trees and decaying into the sand. But he edged closer still to the drop. To allow this wilderness to keep its secrecy was to tie himself to this earth and its wonders, to comfort himself against the thought that death was silence. He bound himself to the earth through this promise to her. And it was with this last thought that he smiled, sighed, and calmly fell into the waiting arms of his true love.

title: My first ever short story. Looking for feedback.

question: What does the story say about the narrator's travels in Africa?

answer: No answer

critique: The story doesn't mention anything about the narrator's travels in Africa.

critique: The answer can be inferred that he travelled through Africa.

critique: The response misses to mention that the narrator traveled to Africa.

question: What does the story say about the narrator?

answer: The narrator was driven by the thirst for discovery all through his life. He spent most of his childhood and adolescent years chasing the sun outside the city walls and ignored his mother's request not to run away. He worked on a ship for little pay and was happy there. The narrator saw wonders untold from every corner of the globe, and he saw the sun rise and set many times. He also saw many people he found fascinating as well as a dark-haired lady in a tavern in Mexico who he almost stayed with but left the next morning. He was in love with her and regretted leaving her. He eventually slowed down, and despite his body remaining strong and healthy, he knew his heart was weary. He ended up on an island and contemplated whether to die exploring the island or stay there. He decided to go explore the island and committed suicide.

critique: The narrator's love for the dark-haired lady is irrelevant.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

critique: The answer omits the narrator's decision to die exploring the island.

critique: The narrator's love for the dark-haired lady is irrelevant to the question.

critique: -The answer should mention that the narrator decided to explore the island after all and killed himself at the end.

critique: The narrator did not see the sun rise and set many times.

critique: The narrator's mother's request is irrelevant.

text: The narrator decides against exploring the island before committing suicide.

question: Why does the narrator want to jump off a cliff?

answer: He is tired of living and wishes to die.

critique: He is not tired of living, but he is tired of exploring.

critique: "This line of thinking led him to the mist-drenched cliff where he currently stood. He came directly to the edge" - is evidence that supports the cliff was actually a cliff.

text: Rather than being tired of living, the narrator feels like they lived a full life. They want to carry their passion for exploring to the afterlife, which is why they decide against exploring the island.

question: What does the story about the island the narrator found himself in?

answer: The narrator had been on a ship for years, and the ship got pushed onto the sand of the island. The narrator was the only one who was able to get off the ship. He saw the island as the last place in the world and wanted to explore it.

critique: The narrator was not the only one who was able to get off the ship.

text: The story never mentions the fate of other crewmates on the narrator's ship or even their existence.


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[Working together better in development cooperation activities]

Education unions have reaffirmed the importance of increasing and enhancing development cooperation activities at global and regional levels, and developed tools to this end.

“I first came to know Education International (EI) through development cooperation (DC) meetings,“ recalled EIGeneral Secretary David Edwards, addressing the 60 participants in the EI Development Cooperation Network’s annual meeting in Brussels, Belgium, from 14-16 January. “It is where you get to understand solidarity, as we can see it materialise in trade union and human rights issues. And remember: solidarity is not for sale!”

“It has represented a great education for me, being among you,» he also explained.

He continued by stressing that “capacity-building, DC, is ranked as top priorities of the organisation across all regions,” that “our struggle as an organisation is to be able to cooperate, respecting each other” and that “how EI and its affiliates can cooperate to face the challenges in the world is important.”

Underlining that “we know we have to lead our profession”, he urged participants “not to leave it to other forces and organisations. We do have some things that others do not have!”

“We are independent, and the issue of unity cannot be understated,”he said, highlighting “work in the area of renewal and young union members, the issue of the future.”

Edwards also noted that “it is crucial to defend democracy, because we are part of movement, for solidarity, justice, professional terms and conditions, etc.”

“We need to organise around ideas, and think about structural changes and ways our unions are built,”he insisted, acknowledging that “we have many things to do, plus the ones we do already.

At the same time, we must be there and support each other, and build long-term relationships.”

“We rely on your commitment to see where we need to do more, where we need to do better, and what to do next,”the EI leader concluded.

COLLECTIVE DRAFTING OF A« GUIDEBOOK- A DC PROJECT FROM A TO Z »

After mapping the needs and resources in solidarity and development cooperation projects, representatives of EI member organisations discussed the EI draft document called “Guidebook- A DC project from A to Z”, aiming to gather good practices on how to conduct DC projects.

The EI DC team underlined that the document is still a draft and that that the intention is to “co-write”it with the participants. It called on participants to take this document as an explanation of what is at stake for their leadership in a DC project.

The guidebook should clearly explain how to lead a DC project, and be easily accessible to non-experts in the field. The participants, therefore, reflected on the different issues raised in the guidebook and updated and enriched EI’s knowledge base with the use of concrete examples.

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question: Summarize the importance of relationship building.

answer: The EI leader, David Edwards, stressed the importance of building long-term relationships. He said that we need to be there for each other and support each other. He also said that we need to build long-term relationships.

text: The response ought to be written in a less regurgitating way.

question: What is the role of participants with regard to the document?

answer: Participants are expected to take the document as an explanation of what is at stake for their leadership in a DC project.

critique: The answer should mention that the participants are expected to reflect on the issues raised in the document and update and enrich EI’s knowledge base with the use of concrete examples.

critique: The answer omits that the participants are expected to reflect on the issues raised in the guidebook and update and enrich EI's knowledge base with the use of concrete examples.

critique: The "co-design' process of writing the document is omitted.

critique: The answer should mention that the participants are expected to reflect on the issues raised in the guidebook.

critique: The document is a draft and is subject to change. The response should reflect this.

critique: The answer should mention that the participants are expected to reflect on the different issues raised in the guidebook and update and enrich EI’s knowledge base with the use of concrete examples.

question: What relation does the union have to democracy?

answer: The union works to protect their own space and sovereignty, which means they are part of a movement protecting the broader ideas of democracy.

critique: The answer is not related to the question.

critique: The answer should mention that the union defends democracy.

question: What is the disclaimer on this article?

answer: The disclaimer states that all third-party opinions expressed via IASWI accounts linked to and from this page are those of the individuals concerned and do not necessarily represent those of IASWI or its affiliates.

critique: The disclaimer also states that no copyright infringement is intended nor implied.

critique: The disclaimer does not state that all third-party opinions are those of the individuals concerned.

critique: The disclaimer also states that the third-party opinions do not necessarily reflect the opinions, beliefs and viewpoints of the IASWI.


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“Greetings Joseph how is life treating you it’s been a while has it not? said Capt. Schneider

“I am well Hans and yes it has been sometime I see you joined the army…what you did to the Polecone brethren. They, they didn’t need that”. Said Joseph Pinecone

“I feel like they had it coming” said the captain named Schneider.

“Oh really explain to me one instance of a Jewcone ever harming you.”

“I cannot I’m on the clock this 9 to 5 is a real bitch but hey it pays the bills”

“Oh really but is it worth it. There are other means of work then betraying innocent cones” Exclaimed Joseph

“I work at the Nazi regime offices for our Fuhrer what he says goes my old friend I have no choice I’m under orders for cone sake! They are less than us why do you defend them!”

“Oh hail Hitler! Herr Captain my mistake for caring for a race of fellow coneman beings, you bastard! How do you sleep at night Hans? How can you live with yourself after everything you’ve done? You’re not even half of the cone I once knew.”

“You will address me as CAPTAIN! You know what happens to Jewcone sympathisers don’t you? I hereby place you under arrest by the duress of our Fuhrer and sentence you to immediate deportation to the Brazier!”

He blindfolded me. He had been my best friend when we were Childcones we used to run through the streets of Pinelin causing mischief and mayhem as little cones often do, he was different now. His time in the army had changed him, almost like they wiped his mind. He was the man I knew but only on the surface. He led my bumpy brown body towards a rundown rusty metal cone carrier. I knew my fate. The stench of cone carcasses filled my rigid cone nose. I was being ushered to my death. For no one ever came back from the Brazier, “the pit of flames” it goes by. Others talk of it simply as “Hell on earth” and from what I had heard that was certainly no stretching of the truth. As the dank cone carrier rumbled along the dirt track I heard a faint voice in the darkness.

I called out to it, it sounded small, weak. I politely and calmly asked it to remove my blindfold, immediately I wished I hadn’t. The carrier was filled with the bodies of countless cones that hadn’t made the trip to the Brazier, and amongst the death and decay knelt a little girl. She clutched the hand of a body that faintly resembled her mother. She was alone, scared… innocent. The only crime she had been guilty of in the eyes of the Fuhrer was existing. I tried as best as I could to fight back the tears from my brown cone eyes but alas I wept. To see the devastation before me was far too much to bare and the little cone reached for my hand and wept with me. For hours we cried as I cradled her tiny starved frame, she told me her name was Liza and that she and her mother had been rounded up with the rest without warning one day at the market, this was a month ago. It was a miracle she had survived this long as she was only given water when they stopped to empty the dead and even then this only occurred when the stench grew too much for the soldiers to bare. I held her till her breathing became so laboured she could no longer speak, the winter chill had eaten away at her, she was sick and soon she would die. I managed to find a candy bar I had left in my jacket for my little nephew when I was supposed to visit later that week, I would never lay eyes on him again. I offered her the small morsel of sugar and energy she snatched it from my hands so quickly that she’d scratched my hand I didn’t blame her that long without food and your stomach takes over it begins to eat itself searching for any sustenance it can find. She at like it was her last meal… and it was. After she had finished I held her head and sang her an old lullaby my mother would sing me when I awoke from a terrible dream or was scared by a sound in the night, she fell asleep and that morning she did not wake up.

Will continue if asked it’s about fucking pinecones so I don’t blame you for not :-)

title: The Pinecones Perspective

question: What does the story say about Joseph's relationship with Hans?

answer: When Joseph was still a child, he was best friends with Hans. Hans was different now, however, and he didn't recognize Joseph when they met again despite his attempts to remember. Hans was Jewish, while Joseph is a pinecone. Although Hans thought he had his reasons by working for the Nazi regime office, Joseph saw him as a "bastard" and "pathetic" for being a traitor to his race.

critique: The section about Hans' relationship with Joseph is inaccurate and should be omitted.

critique: This response does not have the relevant details about Hans and Joseph's relationship.

critique: Does not mention Hans and Joseph's time in the army.

critique: The use of the word "but" is not needed here.

critique: "Hans was Jewish, while Joseph is a pinecone." - this is inaccurate. Hans was a cone, and Joseph was a pinecone.

critique: The answer should mention that Joseph is a pinecone.

critique: It is omitted that Joseph was Hans' best friend when they were children.

critique: "Although Hans thought he had his reasons by working for the Nazi regime office, Joseph saw him as a "bastard" and "pathetic" for being a traitor to his race." - this is not what Joseph thinks of Hans. He addresses him as "Herr Captain."

critique: This is incorrect - Joseph is an entire pinecone and a Pinecone being, not a Jewcone

critique: The answer should mention that Hans was Joseph's best friend when they were children.

critique: The last sentence is inaccurate. It should state that Hans is a traitor to the pinecone race.

critique: The answer omits the fact that Hans was Joseph's best friend when they were children.

critique: The last sentence is not relevant to the question.

critique: It's omitted that eventually Hans leads Joseph to the Brazier, being under the duress of the Fuhrer.

text:
-The answer says, '...he didn't recognize Joseph when they met again despite his attempts to remember.' This is inaccurate and should be corrected.
-'....Hans was Jewish...' The story doesn't mention that Hans was a Jewcone. This should also be corrected.

refinement: When Joseph was still a child, he was best friends with Hans. Hans was different now, however, and he didn't recognize Joseph when they met again despite his attempts to remember. Hans was Jewish, while Joseph is a pinecone. Although Hans thought he had his reasons by working for the Nazi regime office, Joseph saw him as a "bastard" and "pathetic" for being a traitor to his race.

question: What does the story say about whether Hans survived the war?

answer: No answer

critique: This is the correct response, but it is implied that Hans survived the war.

critique: No answer is given, but it is implied that Hans survived the war.

critique: No answer is given, but it can be implied that Hans survives the war because he is a captain.

critique: The answer is not indicated in the passage. However, the story ends on a grim note so it's implied that Hans didn't survive.

critique: The story says that Hans was alive at the time of the story.

critique: No answer is provided, however, it can be assumed that Hans survived the war because the text does not mention him dying.

critique: There is no answer to this question in the text. It is implied that Hans did not survive the war as he was forced to join the army and was punished.

critique: The story doesn't say anything about Hans surviving the war.

critique: The story doesn't answer the question, but it's implied that Hans died in the war.


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— About the Festival —

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What is the Toronto Craft Beer Festival?

Thanks to all that joined Toronto Craft Beer Festival [TCBF] at our great new venue in 2017! Join us June 22, 23, and 24 to celebrate independent craft brewers. The festival will feature a wide variety of finely made craft beers and ciders, as well as delicious food, fun activities, and live music for 19+ festivalgoers.

Where is the festival located?

Toronto Craft Beer Festival 2018 is conveniently located downtown on the West Island of Ontario Place (955 Lake Shore Blvd West). It will be a mostly outdoor event, just minutes from the CNE, GO, and TTC stops and yes, there should be plenty of parking.

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— 2018 Craft Brewers —

Ace Hill Beer

Anderson Craft Ales

Barnstormer Brewing Company

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Cowbell Brewing Co.

Georgian Bay Spirit Co.

Haliburton Highlands Brewing

Hometown Brew Co.

Hill Street Beverage Co.

Left Field Brewery

Maclean's Ales

Market Brewing Co.

Muskoka Brewery

Nickel Brook Brewing Co.

No Boats on Sunday Cider

Northern Maverick Brewing Co.

Powerhouse Brewing Co.

Red Thread Brewing Co.

Saulter Street Brewery

Shawn & Ed Brewing Co.

Shiny Apple Cider

Side Launch Brewing Company

Society of Beer Drinking Ladies

Thornbury Village Craft Beer & Cider

Tobermory Brewing Company

Waterloo Brewing

— 2018 Food Vendors —

TDot's Naansense

CRAFT Beer Market

The Colossal Onion

The Food Dudes

Rebozos Truck

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Sausage Party

Mustache Burger

Chicken Tenders

Ontario Corn Roasters

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question: What does the article say about the attendees of the Toronto Craft Beer Festival?

answer: The Toronto Craft Beer Festival is a 19+ event. This means that the festival is not open to minors and that the event is designed to appeal to adults. The festival features live music, delicious food, and fun activities.

critique: It's not clear that the festival is only for adults.

critique: The answer should mention the age requirement.

critique: The answer should mention that the festival is for beer lovers.

critique: "The festival features live music, delicious food, and fun activities." This doesn't really pertain to the question. The question doesn't ask what activities the festival offers. This can be removed.

critique: The answer omits the fact that the festival is for beer lovers.

critique: The answer should mention the age limit.

critique: The response is missing some details about the festival.

question: What does the article say about the effects of drinking too much alcohol?

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critique: The article does not mention the effects of drinking too much alcohol.

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critique: The article does not discuss the effects of drinking too much alcohol.

critique: The passage does not mention the effects of drinking too much alcohol.

critique: The article doesn't really speak to the effects of drinking, but what is available is the tacit recommendation to use the Token Mobile app to help avoid waiting in line to pay for tokens, which wouldn't help with the potential adverse effects of drinking too much.

critique: The article does not mention anything about the effects of drinking too much alcohol.

critique: The article doesn't mention anything about the effects of drinking too much alcohol.


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[story.lead_photo.caption] FILE — Yarnell's Chairman Albert Yarnell helps Georgia Vest cut a container of ice cream for a quality and taste test at Yarnell's Factory in this 2007 file photo.

SEARCY — With a name long associated with “Arkansas’s ice cream,” Albert Rogers Yarnell worked in and later oversaw his family’s business of manufacturing Yarnell’s Ice Cream in Searcy, while also becoming a community leader in both his hometown and the state.

Yarnell, who died Sunday at 94, spent more than 75 years with his family’s business, then, after the Searcy plant closed in 2011, served as a consultant during the brand’s rebirth the following year.

Yarnell’s father, Ray Yarnell, began the Yarnell’s Ice Cream Company in 1932. When Albert returned home after serving in World War II decoding top-secret messages, he joined the family business in 1948 as vice president and sales manager.

Yarnell helped to guide a major plant expansion that increased the company’s production ability and broadened its sales territory through central and south Arkansas, according to a company history in the online Encyclopedia of Arkansas. Yarnell’s became one of the most successful regional ice cream companies in the country. Yarnell became general manager in 1964 then company president upon his father’s death in 1974.

Yarnell, though, may be best remembered by those who knew him as being a “strong civic leader” both in his community and the state, and for his willingness to quietly help anyone in need, said his son, Rogers Yarnell.

Albert Yarnell had served as a president of the Searcy Chamber of Commerce and the Lions Club and even as mayor of Searcy. He was a member of the statewide Baptist Medical System Board of Directors for more than 40 years and the board’s chairman in 2000, and also was a past president of the Arkansas Dairy Products Association. He was a member of the Arkansas Business Hall of Fame, “one of his nicest honors,” Rogers Yarnell said.

As a “very private man,” Albert Yarnell was always available to hear others’ problems and help however he could, his son said.

“Many times I would find out after the fact that someone who worked with him or someone in his church had a problem, that might have been a financial problem or a marital problem,” he said. “He was always willing to take the time to understand and would do what he could to help them. He always thought of others before he thought of himself.”

Yarnell’s plant closed in June 2011 because of declining ice cream sales and rising prices, according to the company at the time. A Chicago group, Schulze & Burch Biscuit Co. acquired the Searcy plant in November 2011 and the Yarnell’s brand was reborn the next year. Albert Yarnell served as a consultant to the new owners, saying in an interview that offering advice “just seemed like the right thing to do,” according to a Jan. 27, 2014, Associated Press article.

Yarnell and Kevin Boyle, Schulze & Burch’s president, became “really close,” Rogers Yarnell recalled.

“Questions about things that just weren’t on any drawings and where you had to rely on someone’s personal knowledge to figure out,” Yarnell said. “Dad was always there to help Kevin, and Kevin relied on my father.”

During a celebration of his life, Yarnell’s ice cream will be hand dipped during a visitation Thursday at First Baptist Church in Searcy, according to his obituary. Albert Yarnell’s own favorite flavor was “probably French Vanilla,” his son said.

“He worked very hard to develop that flavor and its characteristics that some of our other vanillas did not have,” he said. “He liked it a lot.”

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question: What does the text say about the other flavors of Yarnell ice cream?

answer: No answer

critique: This response does not answer the question in full and should be re-written.

critique: The answer should mention that the text doesn't say anything about the other flavors.

question: What does the text say about Yarnell's Ice Cream?

answer: Yarnell's Ice Cream was founded by Ray Yarnell in 1932. Albert Yarnell joined the family business in 1948 as vice president and sales manager. Yarnell's became one of the most successful regional ice cream companies in the country. Yarnell's plant closed in June 2011 because of declining ice cream sales and rising prices. A Chicago group, Schulze & Burch Biscuit Co. acquired the Searcy plant in November 2011 and the Yarnell's brand was reborn the next year.

critique: The answer should mention that Yarnell's favorite flavor was French Vanilla.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

critique: The answer should mention Albert Yarnell's role in the company.

critique: The answer should mention Yarnell's favorite flavor.

question: What does the text say about Albert Yarnell's history with Yarnell's Ice Cream Company?

answer: The company was founded by Albert's father, Ray Yarnell, in 1932. Albert joined the company after serving in World War II. His responsibilities increased to become general manager in 1964, and then company president upon his father's death in 1974. In June 2011, Albert's plant closed because of declining ice cream sales and rising prices.

critique: It's omitted that Albert helped the company rebound by serving as a consultant to the new owners.

critique: The response should include that Albert Yarnell worked in the company for more than 75 years.

question: What does the text say about Albert Yarnell's service to the community?

answer: Albert Yarnell was a strong civic leader in his community and the state. He served as a president of the Searcy Chamber of Commerce and the Lions Club, and even as mayor of Searcy. He was a member of the statewide Baptist Medical System Board of Directors for more than 40 years and the board's chairman in 2000. He was also a past president of the Arkansas Dairy Products Association. He was a member of the Arkansas Business Hall of Fame.

critique: Yarnell's service to the community is not limited to the list of positions he held.

critique: Yarnell's service to the community is not limited to the list of organizations he was a part of.


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I picked out a whiskey I had never seen before from the shelf at the liquor store. It promised a bevy of flavours I didn’t care for, but it was obscure enough to impress and cheap enough to afford. I brought it to the front and cashed out, after being glared at incredulously by the cashier for some time. My license picture was remarkably unfortunate.

I returned with my prize to a friend’s barren apartment. The previous tenants had systematically extirpated the meager quarters, leaving cracked windows, a broken faucet and sagging door frames. No furniture had been moved in, and the electricity had yet to be engaged.

We began to drink. I wondered politely if there might be a mixer or a chase. He called me a pussy. I cracked the 26 oz bottle and suckled at it, proclaiming to him about the intricacies of this craft whiskey, and how lucky I was to have found it at such a shitty liquor store. It tasted like gasoline.

It was her birthday tonight. I had driven almost two hours to sleep on the floor in a shit hole just to see her and go to her party. I didn’t know anyone there, except my buddy who was also going. We all went to highschool together. It was only 5, but she had texted me asking me to come earlier. I needed a good buzz before that.

I sucked at the bottle, my throat burning. God that’s the good shit I said. My buddy grabbed the bottle and took a swig. He shuddered slightly and told me how good it was. What time did we want to go? Soon I said. Soon? It was only 5. Well she wanted us there early. Yeah but not that early. I called him a fucking retard.

We proceeded out of the dilapidated apartment. My belly was warm and the air was warm, and sweat pooled in my armpits and groin. We called a cab, and waited on the corner of a street for it to come. We got in. It smelled of curry and moist asshole. My buddy sat in the front seat and I leaned in the back fingering my necked whiskey. After a few minutes the cab arrived at her house, and I reached into my back pocket for a damp bill which I passed forward. I exited the fusty vehicle, clutching my 2-6 and rang the doorbell before my buddy had even closed his door.

She answered, surprised. We were there too early. I said we wanted to help set up. She told me we were sweet. It was a worthy prevarication.

I went in the house and introduced myself to her roommates. They were pretty, talkative, and vapid. She went among them, the alpha. Literally taller. In the better program, from the better family. Beautiful. I took a powerful slug of whiskey, and smiled and laughed. I lifted and organized and joked with my buddy and drank more. As I was lifting the keg into an ice-filled tub, she came up behind me and touched my arm. Thanking me. I told her it was my pleasure and concealed my erection.

More friends of hers showed up. The girls went into a room and changed into shorter skirts. The men shook hands firmly and discussed drinking and other important things. I pulled away at my whiskey, receiving fervent compliments for my fortitude with hard liquor. I went on at length about its quality. The liquid pooled hotly in my gut, like blood.

The girls came out of their room shortly before a horde of guests arrived. The keg was tapped and the party began in earnest. She hurried between guests, a red cup in her hands. She drank and laughed and talked. I looked at her and she smiled at me. I felt hot and flushed. Another swig and I’d go talk to her.

But my buddy summoned me to a cramped room. Large men sweating and shouting. Cups askew on the table top. We played a game. I threw the ball disinterestedly across the table missing often. My buddy screamed obscenities and gesticulated wildly. We both drank frequently and lost the game.

I had to sit down for a minute. She was smoking pot in the next room. I could hear her laughter. Had to collect my shit.
One of the players from the cramped room came out. He handed me a bottle of whiskey barbeque sauce and suggested I use it to chase. I dissented. My buddy came out. Don’t be a fucking pussy. Alright. I tilted the nearly empty bottle to my mouth and pulled long. I clutched for the sauce and tipped that to my mouth. People laughed. It tasted better with the sauce.

There she was. Coming at me. Man up. Hey how are you feeling. Real good. You’re really fucked eh. Nah I do this all the time. Drink some water. Okay.

I put my face under the kitchen sink faucet and turned it on. Water ran into my mouth, over my face. I walked back to her, water dribbling down my chin, my shirt wet. Maybe you should go sit down. Alright.

The whiskey barely covered the bottle bottom. I went to take off the cap but it was gone. Fuck it. I killed the bottle and dropped it to the floor. Watch it man. Fuck off dude.

I wandered out the front door. My buddy came up. You gonna puke man? Nah. I do this all the time. He went back inside and I puked all over her porch.

Staggering against the side wall I pulled myself towards her small backyard. I lay down, shivering and vomiting. I felt for the phone in my pocket, and brought it to my face, the tinny blue light illuminating the patch of ill-kempt lawn around me. Fumbling with the microscopic buttons I typed out I’m sorry. I puked three more times before I sent it to her.

Eventually my buddy collected me. You need to go to the hospital dude? Yeah. Well I’m just gonna take you home OK? Alright.
He handed me a bag for the cab. No puking in the cab. I pressed my face against the cool glass, and shut my eyes.

When we arrived at his place I couldn’t climb the stairs. He lifted and pushed me most of the way. We got inside and I went to the washroom and I puked on the floor.

He went to his room; I could hear him talking on the phone. Couldn’t hear what it was but it was about me. I lay on the cool floor, trying not to smell my own vomit. I took out my phone and there was a message from her. It’s fine, thanks for coming.

There was a smiley face.

title: How 'Bout Last Night: A Tale of Drunken Despondency

question: What does the story say about the narrator's friend?

answer: The narrator and his friend were going to a friend's birthday party. The narrator doesn't know anyone. He says his friend is also going to the party. The reader is not told anything about the friend's character apart from the fact that he drinks a lot. He beams a lot of confidence and seems like a pretty cool guy.

critique: His friend is also from their high school.

critique: The narrator's friend is not described as being a cool guy.

critique: The use of the term "friend" is misleading; the two don't seem to be very close.

critique: The narrator's friend is the one who drinks a lot.

critique: makes it sound like his friend was going to a birthday party, not the narrator. Actually, it seems the narrator was going to HIS birthday party

critique: The narrator's friend is not described as a cool guy.

critique: It's omitted that the narrator's friend becomes angry whenever the narrator calls him a pick.

critique: The narrator's friend is not in the story for long enough to warrant a description.

critique: He does not beam confidence, he is just very relaxed.

critique: There is no evidence in the story that the narrator's friend beamed a lot of confidence.

critique: The response is missing a few details about the friend.

critique: It's omitted that the friend doesn't care about the narrator's suggestions such as bringing a mixer or a chase and instead calls him a pussy.

critique: Don't know anyone doesn't mean he doesn't know anyone there.

question: What does the story say about the birthday girl?

answer: No answer

critique: The story implies that the birthday girl is an attractive woman compared to the narrator, confirming the basic points and extending it to help form an answer to the question.

critique: The girl is described as "beautiful" and "from the better family" and "the alpha" in the interaction with the narrator's friend. The narrator also pukes on her porch after drinking.

critique: The article does describe the birthday girl.

critique: The birthday girl is the narrator's high school friend. She is from a better family and in a better program. She is also beautiful.

critique: This response does not cover enough of the description that is provided about the protagonist's crush.

question: What does the story say about how to organize a party?

answer: No answer

critique: The response misses to reflect on information from the passage related to the organization of the party.

critique: The answer is incomplete and disorganized.

critique: There is no answer in the story to this question.

critique: It misses to mention that the narrator didn't know anyone at the party but his friend who invited him.

critique: There is a party organizer, implied to be the narrator, who helps the girl with her birthday party by lifting and arranging the keg into an ice-filled tub. He also went through the trouble of bringing her whiskey barbeque sauce to help the whiskey go down (while he likened the thought of being carried back to the baby).


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Don't write off El Salvador as a country of crime, civl war and tattooed gangs. Here are ten things we loved from our visit.

01. pupusas

Cornmeal dough is probably one of our least favourite foodstuffs so far, but stuff it full of lots of ooey-gooey cheese, and we've found a winner.

Pupusas in El Salvador, are what fish'n'chips are to the UK. Traditionally filled with cheese and frijoles, and served along a pickled slaw and hot sauce, a number of progressive pupuserias are experimenting with new flavours - our favourite being a garlic-cheese version that tasted something like the best garlic-cheese bread you've ever eaten! Surprisingly, we ate only a handful of mediocre attempts, and were most impressed by a little ma and pa stand in El Tunco that were more than worth the few extra pence per pupusa!

02. ruta de las flores

In our haste to reach the coast, we almost missed out on this spectacular part of El Salvador. Set amongst sky-high coffee plantations, lush green landscapes and picturesque and peaceful villages - only a couple of hours away from manic San Salvador, but it feels like a million miles.

03. surf

El Salvador is THE place to surf in Central America, or so it seems given the number of wave-starved Ozzies traversing the continent to hit-up El Tunco or El Cuco's hidden breaks. Whilst we were very unimpressed with El Tunco's less than pristine black-sand beaches, one need only see the number of surf shops, sun-bleached hair and sun-kissed bodies to appreciate that a town doesn't have to be pretty to have some killer waves!

04. people and preconceptions

As a mainstay in 'Most Dangerous places in the world' lists and with countless youtube documentaries and news articles depicting the brutal gang-warfare that plagues this once peaceful country, many travellers decide to skip El Salvador altogether.

We are intrinsically suspicious people, constantly sneaking glances at our bags at the back of the bus and taking every piece of advice with a grain of salt. Our nerves were even more frayed after reading so many horror stories, but the people of El Salvador surpassed every other Central American country for their kindness. On three separate occasions we were helped off buses and shown to suitable accommodation (not just to those owned by uncles, cousins or the man that repairs his trousers, before you ask!), whilst people would helpfully point out where and where not to go. Of course, the sceptical and wary Brit within has each time wondered whether this was the beginning of a scam, but their concern and hospitality was 100% genuine.

05. coffee

Before El Salvador became synonymous with gang violence, it was excellent coffee which made this small country famous - in its 1980s hay-day it accounted for 50% of the GDP. Whilst this industry has since experienced a small decline, it is still home to a number of large _fincas_ and smaller co-operatives. Unfortunately most of the good stuff gets exported out of the country so try and join a tour to get a taste of the best the country has to offer!

06. parades

Parades are a big deal all over Latin America - no celebration seems to be complete without a few brightly coloured costumes and a brass band marching down the street, but the Independence Day celebrations in El Salvador were second to none. Even in the pouring rain, the sense of community and overwhelming joy was palpable. For a glimpse through our lens, check this out.

07. tortuga verde

A budget backpacker's idea of luxury often only extends to include showers not requiring flip-flops and free filtered water but at this little retreat in the small beach town of El Cuco you get that plus so much more! Reminiscent of some of the fancier holidays we took with parents when money was less of an object (because it wasn't ours!), Tortuga Verde provides the sort of luxury you'd expect from a fancy resort, but with a price and atmosphere for us scruffy travellers. (with free yoga thrown in to boot!)

No itinerary in El Salvador would be complete without a couple of days spent in this little gem.

08. size

As self-professed lovers of slow-travel, we are in the fortunate position that we can usually take as long as we need to really see and appreciate a new country, but we understand that not everyone is so lucky. So many countries could take years to properly cover, which is more time than even we have.

For those with only a couple of weeks, El Salvador is a really great option. In only a handful of days even the most time-stressed backpacker can enjoy highland vistas, chase a few waves, glimpse into a country's past and sample city life without having to board a flight or take too epic a bus journey.

09. everything costs $1

Want a bottle of water? That'll be $1. Bus journey to ummm, anywhere? A dollar. Three pupusas for dinner? You guessed it, $1. The price for a wandering gringo in El Salvador sometimes makes you feel like it is a 'Everything for $1' shop masquerading as a country.

10. street art

As is true across the world, political conflict breeds artistic expression, and no less so here. Brightly coloured murals adorn the walls of almost every town we visited, silently pleading with following generations not to forget what went before and to remember the reasons for the struggles.

start planning for el salvador with our guides

question: What does the article say about the culinary advantages of El Salvador?

answer: The country is known for its coffee, which was once a large part of its GDP. The country also has a lot of pupusas, a cornmeal dough filled with cheese, frijoles, and served with pickled slaw and hot sauce. Pupusas are a traditional El Salvadoran food that is also enjoyed in other Latin American countries. The country also serves a garlic-cheese pupusa, which is a garlic-cheese bread that is a favorite among the authors.

question: Summarize the surprising aspects of the author's trip to El Salvador.

answer: The author's least favorite food is cornmeal dough, but the garlic-cheese pupusas in El Salvador are some of the best garlic-cheese bread they've ever eaten. El Salvador is known for its gang-warfare, but the people are incredibly kind and helpful. The country is also known for its coffee, but the coffee industry has experienced a small decline. El Salvador is a great option for a short trip, as it can be seen and appreciated in just a handful of days.

critique: The author's least favorite food is cornmeal dough, but the garlic-cheese pupusas in El Salvador are some of the best garlic-cheese bread they've ever eaten. El Salvador is known for its gang-warfare, but the people are incredibly kind and helpful. The country is also known for its coffee, but the coffee industry has experienced a small decline. El Salvador is a great option for a short trip, as it can be seen and appreciated in just a handful of days.

critique: The answer should include the coffee industry details.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

critique: These lines are irrelevant. They should be omitted.

question: What does the article say about avoiding fights in the streets?

answer: No answer

critique: The article does not mention anything about avoiding fights in the streets.


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_TWO WEEKS IN ANOTHER TOWN_ is a 1962 American drama film directed by Vincente Minnelli and starring Kirk Douglas, Edward G. Robinson, Cyd Charisse, Claire Trevor, Daliah Lavi, George Hamilton, and Rosanna Schiaffino. It was based on a novel by Irwin Shaw.

The film depicts the shooting of a romantic costume drama in Rome by a team of decadent Hollywood stars, during the Hollywood on the Tiber era. It contains several references to _The Bad and the Beautiful,_ a previous successful movie directed by Minnelli, also starring Douglas.

The story was seen by some as a depiction of the relationships among Tyrone Power, Linda Christian and Darryl Zanuck. At the time of its release, the film was seen as a box-office failure, with overall losses totaling approximately $3 million.

Plot

Once an established movie star, Jack Andrus has hit rock bottom. An alcoholic, he has been divorced by wife Carlotta, barely survived a car crash, and spent three years in a sanitarium recovering from a nervous breakdown.

Maurice Kruger, a film director who was something of a mentor to Andrus, is a has-been. However, he has landed a job in Italy, directing a movie that stars Davie Drew, a handsome, up-and-coming young actor.

Andrus is offered a chance to come to Rome and play a role in Kruger's new film. He is crestfallen upon arriving when told that the part is no longer available to him. Kruger's mean-spirited wife Clara doesn't pity him a bit, but Andrus is invited to take a lesser job assisting at Cinecittà Studio with the dubbing of the actors' lines.

While working, he socializes with the beautiful Veronica, but she actually is in love with Drew. The actor is having a great deal of difficulty with his part, and the movie is over budget and behind schedule. Kruger's stress is increased by the constant harping of Clara, resulting in a heart attack that sends the director to the hospital.

Andrus is asked to take over the director's chair and complete the film. Glad to do this favor for Kruger, he takes charge and gets the film back on schedule. The actors respond to him so much that Drew's representatives tell Andrus the actor will insist on his directing Drew's next film.

Proud of what he has done, Andrus goes to Kruger in the hospital, delighted to report the progress he's made, only to be attacked by Clara for trying to undermine Kruger and steal his movie from him. Andrus is shocked when Kruger sides with her.

An all-night descent into an alcohol-fueled rage follows. Carlotta goes along as a drunken Andrus gets behind the wheel of a car and races through the streets of Rome, nearly killing both of them.

At the last minute, Andrus comes to his senses. He vows to return home, continue his sobriety and get his life back on track.

Cast

-   Kirk Douglas as Jack Andrus
-   Edward G. Robinson as Maurice Kruger
-   Cyd Charisse as Carlotta
-   Claire Trevor as Clara Kruger
-   Daliah Lavi as Veronica
-   George Hamilton as Davie Drew
-   Rosanna Schiaffino as Barzelli
-   James Gregory as Tom Byrd
-   Mino Doro as Film producer Tucino

Production

_Two Weeks in Another Town_ was created by the same team that worked on _The Bad and the Beautiful_: director (Vincente Minnelli), producer (John Houseman), screenwriter (Charles Schnee), composer (David Raksin), male star (Kirk Douglas), and studio (MGM). Both movies feature performances of the song “Don't Blame Me”: by Leslie Uggams in _Two Weeks_ and by Peggy King in _The Bad and the Beautiful_. In one scene of the former, the cast watches clips from _The Bad and the Beautiful_ in a screening room, presented as a movie in which Douglas's character, Jack Andrus, had starred. _Two Weeks_ is not a sequel; however, the characters in the two stories are unrelated.

George Hamilton was cast as “a troubled, funky James Dean-type actor, for which I couldn't have been less appropriate” as he later admitted.[1]

In the scene where Jack Andrus searches for David Drew in nightclubs in Rome, the song is “O' Pellirossa” featuring the Italian singer and drummer Gegè Di Giacomo.

The adult subject matter ran into problems with the MPAA and the conservative studio executives at MGM. Joseph Vogel, the new studio head, wanted to transform the project into a “family film” and had it re-edited without Minnelli's input, reducing the total running time by 15 minutes. Both Minnelli and Houseman protested but to no avail. An orgy-party scene inspired by Federico Fellini's _La Dolce Vita_ was deleted as well as a melancholy monologue by Cyd Charisse that was supposed to humanize her character. Kirk Douglas later wrote in his 1988 autobiography that “this was such an injustice to Vincente Minnelli, who'd done such a wonderful job with the film. And an injustice to the paying public, who could have had the experience of watching a very dramatic, meaningful film. They released it that way, emasculated.”[2]

Reception

Critical

Initially, the film wasn't well-received by critics or the public. Bosley Crowther in his _New York Times_ review of August 18, 1962 wrote: “The whole thing is a lot of glib trade patter, ridiculous and unconvincing snarls and a weird professional clash between the actor and director that is like something out of a Hollywood cartoon.”

The film's reputation has greatly improved over time. David Thomson called it “underrated,” writing in _The New Biographical Dictionary of Film_ that it was “invested with such intense psychological detail that the narrative faults vanish.” Jonathan Rosenbaum wrote that it was “one of [Minnelli]'s last great pictures...The costumes, decor, and 'Scope compositions show Minnelli at his most expressive, and the gaudy intensity—as well as the inside detail about the movie business—makes this compulsively watchable.”[3]

Box office

According to MGM records, the film earned $1 million in the U.S. and Canada and $1.5 million elsewhere, resulting in an overall loss of $2,969,000.[4]

[1] George Hamilton & William Stadiem, _Don't Mind If I Do_, Simon & Schuster 2008 p 157

[2]

[3]

[4]

title: Two Weeks in Another Town

question: Summarize the redemption arc of the main character, Jack Andrus.

answer: Jack Andrus is at his lowest point when he's offered a role in a film by a friend. This turns out to be a trap laid by the studio, who offer Andrus a lesser role as an assistant. He does well at his new job, and begins to forget about his alcoholism and failed marriage. As he hits his stride, he earns the respect of coworkers, and the studio even wants him to direct the next film starring Davie Drew. However, his hopes are dashed when the film's director, Kruger, sides with his wife Clara against him. In a drunken fit of rage, he totals his car and seemingly loses everything, but at the last moment realizes he needs to get his life back together.

critique: The plot description is not relevant to the answer.

critique: The answer omits that Andrus' hopes are dashed when Clara attacks him for trying to undermine Kruger and steal his movie from him.

critique: The answer omits the fact that Andrus is offered the director's chair after Kruger's heart attack.

critique: Jack Andrus runs into his relapse on the set when drinking, that is the last straw before getting sober and picking things back up.


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VALERIY YAREMCHENKO (born August 15, 1947) is a Ukrainian coach and a former footballer.

Career

He was born in the city of Kryvyi Rih, Ukraine. As a player, he participated in 247 games as a member of Shakhtar scoring 24 goals. He coached Syria (1985–87), Shakhtar (1989–94, 2001–03), Kremin (1994), Kolos (1995), Rotor (2004), Metalurh Z (2004–05). Honorary coach of Ukraine in 1993.

Statistics for Shakhtar

  Club       Season   League   Cup     Europe   Total
  ---------- -------- -------- ------- -------- ------- ------ ------- ----
  Apps       Goals    Apps     Goals   Apps     Goals
  SHAKHTAR
  1966       2        0        -       -        -
  1967       -
  1968       28       2        3       1        -
  1969       20       4        -       -        -
  1970       28       5        -       -        -
  1971       27       9        3       1        -
  1972       31       2        -       -        -
  1973       27       0        3       0        -
  1974       27       1        7       0        -
  1975       25       1        1       0        -
  1976 (a)   15       1        4       0        -
  1976 (s)   12       1        -       -        6
  1977       28       0        3       0        -
  1978       27       0        8       1        2
  Total      297      26       32      3        8

Honours

Player

-   Soviet Top League
    -   Runner-Up: 1975
    -   Bronze: 1978
-   Soviet Cup
    -   Runner-Up: 1978

Manager

-   Ukrainian Premier League
    -   Runner-up: 1993-94, 1996–97, 1997–98, 2002-03
-   Ukrainian Cup
    -   Winner: 1996-97
-   National teams (Syria)
    -   lost qualification to 1986 FIFA World Cup

title: Valeriy Yaremchenko

question: Summarize the career of Valeriy Yaremchenko.

answer: Valeriy Yaremchenko is a Ukrainian coach and former footballer. He participated in 247 games as a member of Shakhtar scoring 24 goals. He coached Syria (1985-87), Shakhtar (1989-94, 2001-03), Kremin (1994), Kolos (1995), Rotor (2004), Metalurh Z (2004-05). He was also the honorary coach of Ukraine in 1993.

critique: The answer could be phrased as a complete sentence.

critique: The answer should mention that he was a player before he became a coach.

critique: It is omitted that he was born in Kryvi Righ, Ukraine.

question: Would Valeriy Yaremchenko enjoy coaching his kids, if he had any?

answer: It's implied he would not enjoy coaching them, as he finally left coaching to focus on his family.

critique: The article does not mention that he left coaching to focus on his family.

critique: He didn't actually leave coaching to focus on his family.

critique: "It's implied he would not enjoy coaching them, as he finally left coaching to focus on his family." - this is incorrect. Yaremchenko left coaching to focus on his family, not because he wouldn't enjoy coaching his kids.

critique: The article doesn't mention anything about coaching his kids.

critique: It is not implied that he would not enjoy coaching them.

critique: The article does not mention anything about coaching his kids.

critique: "It's implied he would not enjoy coaching them, as he finally left coaching to focus on his family." - It was never implied that he wouldn't enjoy coaching his kids. It was never mentioned if he had any.


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question: Why are there different styles of hearing aids instead of just one style for everyone?

answer: Different hearing aid styles address the issues of different people with different needs.

critique: The answer should mention that the different styles are for different types of hearing loss.


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DANYLO (ANDRIY) OSTROZKY (, , died after 1366) was probably Prince of Turaŭ, first Prince of Ostroh, and founder of the Ostrozky House.

Biography

It is not clear whether he was descendant of Pinsk–Turaŭ or Galicia–Volhynia branch of the Rurikid Dynasty. Some scholars claim that his grandfather was Vasilko Romanovich, Prince of Slonim and direct descendant of Roman of Galicia, others however claim his origin in line of Sviatopolk II of Kiev and suppose that his father was Danylo Dmytrovych.[1] Kasper Niesiecki, an 18th-century writer, reported that “_Daniel Vasilievich, son of Daniel of Galicia`s brother, first started to call himself Prince of Ostrog_”.[2] He could be also direct grandson of Daniel of Galicia and son of Mstislav Danilovich.[3]

Adam Naruszewicz wrote that Danylo Ostrozky was starost of Przemyśl, officer of Casimir III the Great when he inherited Galicia after the death of Boleslaw-Yuri II of Galicia.[4] Daniel was probably only temporary supporting King Casimir, because in 1344 he called the Tatars to fight for Galicia in the Galicia–Volhynia Wars,[5] like Dmytro Dedko who died in the same year. Finally Prince Danylo allied to Liubartas who also rivaled for Galicia with Tatars, Poles and Hungarians. He received Ostroh from Liubartas, King of Galicia–Volhynia,[6] where he rebuilt the castle destroyed by the Tatars.

Was married to Wassilisa (?), father of Feodor Ostrozky and probably Wasyl.[7]

[1] Ostrozky in the Encyclopedia of Ukraine, vol. 3 (1993)

[2]  [http://www.google.pl/books?id=A_YKAAAAIAAJ&pg=RA3-PA52&dq=daniel+Ostrogski&lr=&hl=en Opis starożytnéy Polski by Tomasz Święcki]

[3]  [http://www.google.pl/books?id=ATQEAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA307&dq=Daniel+Ostrogski&lr=&hl=en#PPA307,M1 Wołyń pod względem statystycznym, historycznym i archeologicznym]

[4] [http://www.google.pl/books?id=aPYKAAAAIAAJ&pg=PA272&dq=daniel+Ostrogski&lr=&hl=en#PPA81,M1 Historya narodu polskiego By Adam Naruszewicz]

[5] [http://www.google.pl/books?id=5qsqAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA90&dq=Daniel+Ostrogski&lr=&hl=en Biblioteka Ossolińskich]

[6]

[7] [http://www.google.pl/books?id=qw4SAAAAIAAJ&q=Daniel+Ostrogski&dq=Daniel+Ostrogski&lr=&hl=en&pgis=1 Miesie̜cznik heraldyczny 1931y]

title: Danylo Ostrozky

question: Summarize the relationship between Danylo and Galicia.

answer: It appears that Danylo had a recognized term as temporary supporting King Casimir, because in 1344 Danylo called Tatars to fight for Galicia in the Galicia-Volhynia Wars, like Dmytro Dedko who died in the same year. Danylo was in alliance with Liubartas who also rivaled for Galicia with Tatars, Poles and Hungarians. It could also be possible based on evidence that Danylo's grandfather may have also call this function.

critique: "It could also be possible based on evidence that Danylo's grandfather may have also call this function." - this is incorrect. The evidence points to Danylo's father, not his grandfather.

critique: There is no evidence that implies his grandfather might have had a similar role as Danylo.

critique: The answer is confusing and hard to read.

critique: The answer is confusing and makes little sense.

critique: The last sentence is not relevant to the question.

critique: "It could also be possible based on evidence that Danylo's grandfather may have also call this function." - this is incorrect. Danylo's grandfather was not a temporary supporting King Casimir.

critique: The word "function" should be "functioned".

question: What does the text say about Danylo's family?

answer: Danylo could be descended from either the Pinsk-Tura or Galicia-Volhynia branch of the Rurikid Dynasty. It is possible his grandfather was Vasilko Romanovich, Prince of Slonim and descendant of Roman of Galicia. Some scholars claim his father was Danylo Dmytrovych, others claim he is the direct descendant of people like Sviatopolk II of Kieve. Nieslecki said Danylo's father was called Daniel Vasilievich, son of Daniel of Galicia's brother. It could also be his direct-blood line grandfather, Daniel of Galicia, or his dad Mstislav Danilovich.

critique: "Danylo could be descended from either the Pinsk-Tura or Galicia-Volhynia branch of the Rurikid Dynasty. It is possible his grandfather was Vasilko Romanovich, Prince of Slonim and descendant of Roman of Galicia. Some scholars claim his father was Danylo Dmytrovych, others claim he is the direct descendant of people like Sviatopolk II of Kieve. Nieslecki said Danylo's father was called Daniel Vasilievich, son of Daniel of Galicia's brother. It could also be his direct-blood line grandfather, Daniel of Galicia, or his dad Mstislav Danilovich." is not necessary information.

critique: This doesn't describe Ostrozky's own marriages.

text: The article implies that Danylo Dmytrovych could be Danylo Ostrozky's father in the family line of Sviatopolk II. These aren't different possibilities.

question: What does the text say about Danylo's duties?

answer: No answer

critique: The response misses to mention that Danylo was starost of Przemyśl, officer of Casimir III the Great when he inherited Galicia after the death of Boleslaw-Yuri II of Galicia.

question: What does the text say about Danylo's childhood?

answer: No answer

critique: The text does not say anything about Danylo's childhood.

critique: The text does not mention his childhood.

critique: The passage has some information about his childhood.

critique: The text does not mention anything about Danylo's childhood.