Article: SYDNEY--- An Australian state is offering internationally what it calls "the best job in the world"---- earning a top salary for lazing around a beautiful tropical island for six months. The job pays 150,000 Australian dollars ($105,000) and includes free airfares from the winner's home country to Hamilton Island on the Great Barrier Reef, Queensland's state government announced on Tuesday. In return, the island caretaker will be expected to stroll the white sands, snorkel the reef, take care of "a few minor tasks"----- and report to a global audience via weekly blogs, photo dairies and video updates. The successful applicant, who will stay rent-free in a three-bedroom beach home complete with plunge pool and golf cart, must be a good swimmer, excellent communicator and be able to speak and write English. "They also have to talk to media from time to time about what they are doing so they can't be too shy and they'll have to love the sea, the sun, the outdoors," said acting state Premier Paul Lucas. "The fact that they will be paid to explore the islands of the Great Barrier Reef, swim, snorkel and generally live the Queensland lifestyle makes this undoubtedly the best job in the world. " Lucas said that the campaign was part of a drive to protect the state's 18 billion Australian dollar a year tourism industry during th tough economic climate caused by the global financial meltdown. "Traditional tourism advertising just doesn't cut it sometimes and we are thinking outside the box by launching this campaign." Queensland Tourism Minister Desley Boyle said some people might question whether it was risky to let an unknown person become an unofficial tourism spokesperson for the state. "I think the biggest risk will be that the successful candidate won't want to go home at the end of the six months," she said. "This is a legal job which is open to anyone and everyone." Applications are open until February 22, 2009. Eleven shortlisted candidates will be flown to... Question: According to Desley Boyle's prediction, what will happen when the 6-month contract is over? Yes or no, is the answer "The :best job in the world: winner will choose not to leave the island."?
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Article: My dad loved pennies, especially those with the elegant stalk of wheat curving around each side of the ONE CENT on the back. Those were the pennies he grew up with during the Depression . As a kid, I would go for walks with Dad, spying coins along the way--a penny here, a dime there. Whenever I picked up a penny, he'd ask, "Is it a wheat?" It always thrilled him when we found one of those special coins produced between 1909 and 1958, the year of my birth. One gray Sunday morning in winter, not long after my father's death in 2002, I was walking down Fifth Avenue, feeling _ . I found myself in front of the church where Dad once worked. I was warmly shown in and led to a seat. Hearing Dad's favorite "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God", I burst into tears. We'd sung that at his funeral. After the service, I shook the pastor's hand and stepped onto the sidewalk--and there was a penny. I bent to pick it up, turned it over, and sure enough, it was a wheat. A 1944, a year my father was serving on a ship in the South Pacific. That started it. Suddenly wheat pennies began turning up on the sidewalks of New York everywhere. I got most of the important years: his birth year, my mom's birth year, the year he graduated from college, the year he met my mom, the year they got married, the year my sister was born. But alas, no 1958 wheat penny--my year, the last year they were made. The next Sunday, after the service, I was walking up Fifth Avenue and spotted a penny in the middle of a crossing. Oh, no, it was a busy street;cabs were speeding by--should I risk it? I just had to get it. A wheat! But the penny was worn, and I couldn't read the date. On arriving home, I took out my glasses and took it to the light. There was my birthday! I found 21 wheat pennies on the streets of Manhattan in the year after my father died, and I don't think that's a coincidence. Question: The best title for the passage would probably be _ . Yes or no, is the answer "Pennies from Heaven"?
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Article: Many jokes are made up about famous people. Here is one about Bill Clinton, the former president of the United States. Hillary died and went to heaven. When she was met by the Angel Gabriel she noticed behind her a wall of unimaginable proportions that was completely covered with clocks. "What are they?" she asked the heavenly angel in complete surprise. "They are lie clocks. Each time you lie, the hand moves a little bit to the right. See that one?" the angel pointed to one that hadn't moved at all, "That's Mother Theresa's, who has never told a lie. And that one, " he points to another, "That was Abraham Lincoln's. He only ever told two lies. " Hillary looked around with some interest, then wandered back over to the angel again. "Excuse me, " she asked, "but where is Bill Clinton's clock?""The Lord Jesus is using it in his office for a ceiling fan. " Question: Who is the most honest person mentioned? Yes or no, is the answer "Mother Theresa"?
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Article: A woman named Emily renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office was asked to state her occupation. She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. "What I mean is," explained the recorder, "do you have a job, or are you just a ..." "Of course I have a job," said Emily. "I'm a mother." "We don't list 'mother' as an occupation... 'housewife' covers it," said the recorder. One day I found myself in the same situation. The clerk was obviously a career woman, confident and possessed of a high sounding title. "What is your occupation?" she asked. The words simply popped out. "I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations." The clerk paused, ballpoint pen frozen in midair. I repeated the title slowly, then I stared with wonder as my statement was written in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire. "Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "Just what you do in this field?" Coolly, without any trace of panic in my voice, I heard myself reply, "I have a continuing program of research (what mother doesn't), in the lab and in the field (normally I would have said indoors and out). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities (any mother care to disagree?), and I often work 14 hours a day (24 is more like it). But the job is more challenging than most careers and rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money." There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and showed me out. As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants---ages 13, 7, and 3. Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model (a 6 month old baby), in the child-development program, testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt proud! I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just another mother." Motherhood...What a glorious career! Especially when there's a title on the door. Question: What can we infer from the conversation between the woman and the recorder at the beginning of the passage? Yes or no, is the answer "Motherhood was not recognized and respected as a job by society."?
Yes