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About the expert

Leanne Ahronian is a Postdoctoral Research Fellow at the Massachusetts General Hospital Cancer Center. She has wide knowledge of mammalian cellular and molecular biology and is familiar with a variety of experimental approaches and statisticalvarious sources to be able to prepare a comprehensive report. He regularly interacted with the client and submitted his report much in advance. He also added details across various parameters as per the client’s feedback.

About the expert

Dr. Jiby Kurian is currently a Research Associate at McGill University. He has been doing research on the various aspects of biomass conversion to biofuels and biomaterials. He was quite keen on working on this project and his enthusiasm was evident all throughout.

Client says:

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A professor gets assistance with his research

Assistant Professor

Colombia

assistance with sourcing and analyzing data

The Problem

A senior professor was looking for some assistance with analyzing some data on real microgrids to create a list of Real Microgrids


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A food entrepreneur hired a food scientist for advise getting his product to the shelves

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A California-based food entrepreneur and chef was looking for help getting his organic, aerated candy product ready for the shelves.

How Kolabtree helped

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About the expert

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A researcher needed help with her literature search

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Literature search on muscular dystrophy

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A senior researcher needed help with a literature search on muscular dystrophy. She needed an expert to analyze journal articles detailing preclinical and clinical studies done in the past 4 years.

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The client is a nurse, who actively participates in international volunteering programs that work towards improving the health of under-served communities. She manages a medical team at an HIV awareness music festival in Uganda. As part of an application for an NIH grant, she and her team were conducting a study to assess the impact of the concerts on HIV-related stigma in different regions of Uganda. She wanted expert guidance on data collection procedures, ideas to randomize and stratify their Sampling, as well as feedback on what a proper sample size would be.

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About


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The client received three bids from French-speaking experts. The client was simply delighted to find that he could engage French-speaking PhD-qualified from our platform and that too on a budget! He went ahead and selected an expert with experience in the agricultural sector.

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The client posted his project on Kolabtree and received two bids within a day. One was from a neuroscientist and data scientist, experienced in drug design, and the other was from a quantitative research and public health specialist. He shared further details with both the experts and had a call with both to help him decide which one to choose. He chose to work with the former, Dr. Sukant Khurana, after a detailed discussion on the Kolabtree platform, followed by a Skype call.

About the expert

Dr. Sukant Khurana completed his PhD in Neuroscience


horses on the high road bite off the
purses of wayfarers". So strong was the public opinion of the noble
class as to the inviolability of the privilege of highway plunder that
a monk, preaching one day in a cathedral and happening to attack it
as unjustifiable, narrowly escaped death at the hands of some knights
present amongst his congregation, who asserted that he had insulted the
prerogatives of their order. Whenever this form of knight-errantry was
criticised, there were never wanting scholarly pens to defend it as a
legitimate means of aristocratic livelihood; since a knight must live
in suitable style, and this was often his only resource for obtaining
the means thereto.

The free cities, which were subject only to imperial jurisdiction, were
practically independent republics. Their organisation was a microcosm
of that of the entire Empire. At theA portion of these disinherited persons
entered the service of kings and princes as mercenary soldiers, and
thus became the first germ of the modern standing army. Another portion
entered the begging profession, which now notably on the Continent
became organised in orthodox and traditional form into guilds, each
of which had its master and other officers. Yet another portion
sought a more or less permanent domicile as journeymen craftsmen and
unskilled labourers in the cities. This fact is noteworthy as the
first indication of the proletariat in modern history. "It will be
seen," says Friedrich Engels,[3] "that the plebeian opposition of the
then towns consisted of very mixed elements. It united the degenerate
components of the old feudal and guild organisation with the as yet
undeveloped and new-born proletarian element of modern bourgeois
society in embryo. Impoverished guildsmen there were,


remembered, infinitely keener
in ruder states of society than under a high civilisation. The growth
of civilisation, as implying the disruption of the groups in which the
individual is merged under more primitive conditions, and his isolation
as an autonomous unit having vague and very elastic moral duties to his
"country" or to the whole of mankind, but none towards any definite and
proximate social whole, necessarily destroys that communal spirit which
prevails in the former case. This is one of the striking truths which
the history of these peasant risings illustrates in various ways and
brings vividly home to us.

FOOTNOTES:

[7] We adopt the German spelling of the name of the province
usually known in this country as Alsace, for the reason that at the
time of which this history treats it had never been French; and the
French languageSickingen as a leader. Such was the
state of affairs at the beginning of the year 1521.

The ban placed upon Luther by the Reichstag marks the date of the
complete rupture between the Reforming party and the old Church.
Henceforward, many Humanist and Humanistically-influenced persons who
had supported him withdrew from the movement and swelled the ranks of
the Conservatives. Foremost amongst these were Pirckheimer, the wealthy
merchant and scholar of Nürnberg, and many others who dreaded lest the
attack on ecclesiastical property and authority should, as indeed was
the case, issue in a general attack on all property and authority.
Thomas Murner, also, who was the type of the "moderate" of the
situation, while professing to disapprove of the abuses of the Church,
declared that Luther's manner of agitation could only lead to the
destruction of all order, civil


is the only bridegroom, and the bride can know no other.
Else were she impure and wrinkled, and not a pure bride. Moreover, the
bride is not at variance with her bridegroom, but with the Pope she
is well-nigh always at variance. That which one will, the other will
not. Furthermore, the bride is spiritual, but this Roman is bodily and
worldly." The student answers: "The bridegroom hath given the bride a
bodily head," a point which the peasant disputes, while admitting it
may be good to have spiritual and carnal authority; "but," says he,
"Christ has called to this office not only one but all the Apostles,"
and he enlarges on the difference between this and the scramble for
office then apparent in the State. The student again remonstrates with
his peasant father for his unceremonious treatment ofif he had enough followers, so work it
that the Emperor would be able to get far more land and gold in Germany
than he could ever get abroad. He only meant to give Richard of Trier
a slight drubbing, and to soak his crowns for him which he had gotten
from France."

[22] _Sämmtliche Werke_, vol. xxviii., 142-201.

[23] _Corpus Reformatorum_, i., 598-599.

CHAPTER VII.

COUNTRY AND TOWN AT THE END OF THE MIDDLE AGES.

For the complete understanding of the events which follow it must be
borne in mind that we are witnessing the end of a distinct historical
period; and, as we have pointed out in the Introduction, the expiring
effort, half conscious and half unconscious, of the people to revert to
the conditions of an earlier age. Nor can the significance be properly
gauged unless a clear conception


und Lübeck angezeigt worden, dass
der König von Dänemark und die Fucker miteinander in Handlung stehen,
dass alle Kaufmannsgüter, so seither aus der Muscey [Moskau] in
deutsche Handelsstädte kommen, fürder nach Dänemark und in des Königs
und der Fucker Gewalt kommen sollen, damit sie dieselben nach Gefallen
verteuern können. Bisher hat man solche Dinge nicht mit rechter
Peen gestraft, sondern wissiglich geduldet. Dem kann nur ein Verbot
abhelfen, dass die und die Waren in Deutschland nicht höher als zu
einem bestimmten Satz verkauft werden dürften. Das Regiment soll eine
jede Ware den Zentner auf eine Hauptsumme taxieren. Als Massstab sollen
die gewöhnlichen Mittelpreise gelten, wie sie bestanden haben, ehe die
Waren in die Gewalt des Königs von Portugal und der grossen schädlichen
verbotenen Gesellschaften kamen. Man wendet freilich ein; wenn die
Waren missraten? Dann werden die Kaufleute sich bei den wohlgeratenen
erholen.Wenn Mangel an solchen Waren entsteht? Die Fremden können
unser Geld gar viel weniger entbehren, als wir ihre Waren; deshalb
ist im Reich kein langwieriger schädlicher Mangel zu besorgen; man
wollt denn unnütz Geld ausgeben für einen Mangel achten. Durch
solche Satzung wird die Gefahr übermässiger Steigerung der Preise am
besten verhütet werden. Bei den Taxen kann die Entlegenheit der Örter
in Betracht gezogen werden auch die Verschiedenheit der Ellen und
Gewichte; so wird der Pfeffer an der Hand in Frankfurt das Pfund auf 1
Kreuzer taxiert, ebenso in Nürnberg. Die Taxe soll ein halbes Jahr nach
Beschliessung durch die Reichsstände angehen._

_Weiter soll nicht sein, dass die Kaufleute dem armen Volke auf den
Samen, so noch auf dem Feld steht, auf die Trauben an den Stöcken und
andere Frucht Geld leihen; dadurch diesen armen notdürftigen Lenten das
genommen wird, was


The
preacher, Dr. Steffan, entrusted the novice with a letter containing
leading questions favourable to the Order which he was to endeavour
to get delivered to the Mother of God, and return with the answers
affixed. The letter was subsequently found deposited miraculously in
the pyx, and sprinkled with blood said to be of Christ, and sealed with
the same. The letter was the following day laid with great pomp on
the high altar. The next night one of the four monks appeared to the
novice, dressed as the Virgin, with exuberant praises of the Order,
and with instructions to implore the Holy Man, Pope Julius II., to
institute a festival in honour of the "spotted conception" of the
Virgin, promising at the same time to convey to him a cross with three
spots of the blood of her Sonit.

***


But once the artist, who calls himself Jacques le Trompet, finished the painting, the model, Jen, covered up and the curtain was drawn.

Sadly for those with a sudden urge to rush down to Selfridges this afternoon she has now been replaced by a clothed mannequin.

It is the latest and most daring window display by the label. A spokeswoman said: "It's part of the tradition for Agent Provocateur. In 2005 we had a live striptease in the window of our Soho branch. The street was rammed.""Ant Colony"

"Ant Colony"

MARK RANDALL, Sun Sentinel

Ed Warner, a fabricator and designer who helped Palm Beach artist Susan P. Cochran with the creation of her "Ant Colony" sculpture, installs an antenna on one of the five ants. The sculpture is being installed on the grounds of Palm Beach International Airport as part of the County's Art in Public Places. The sculpture will be on display for one year on the site outside of the overflow parking lot. The five painted bronze ants range in size from three to seven feet tall and are as long as 25 feet. They weigh from 1000 pounds to 7500 pounds.

Ed Warner, a fabricator and designer who helped Palm Beach artist Susan P. Cochran with the creation of her "Ant Colony" sculpture, installs an


antenna on one of the five ants. The sculpture is being installed on the grounds of Palm Beach International Airport as part of the County's Art in Public Places. The sculpture will be on display for one year on the site outside of the overflow parking lot. The five painted bronze ants range in size from three to seven feet tall and are as long as 25 feet. They weigh from 1000 pounds to 7500 pounds. (MARK RANDALL, Sun Sentinel)

Ed Warner, a fabricator and designer who helped Palm Beach artist Susan P. Cochran with the creation of her "Ant Colony" sculpture, installs an antenna on one of the five ants. The sculpture is being installed on the grounds of Palm Beach International Airport as part of the County'sArt in Public Places. The sculpture will be on display for one year on the site outside of the overflow parking lot. The five painted bronze ants range in size from three to seven feet tall and are as long as 25 feet. They weigh from 1000 pounds to 7500 pounds.


Max Out

Up Close: John John Florence

By DAVE SCHEIBER, Times Staff Writer
Published December 2, 2005

[Special to the Times]

Jon Jon Florence is the youngest ever competitor to enter the famed Vans Triple Crown on Surfing, on the north shore of Oahu. This 13-year-old will charge monster waves at Pipeline and compete against industry greats like Kelly Slater and Andy Irons.

[Special to the Times]

JOHN JOHN FLORENCE

AGE: 13

BIRTH DATE: Oct. 18, 1992

BIRTHPLACE: Honolulu, Hawaii

CURRENTLY RESIDING: Haleiwa, Hawaii

HEIGHT/

WEIGHT: 4-115/8, 80 pounds

NICKNAME: Two John

CAREER HIGHLIGHTS: Received a wild card entry to become the youngest competitor ever in the world's premier big wave series, the 2005 Vans Triple Crown of Surfing in Hawaii through Dec. 20; four straight national amateur titles, including 2003 1st NSSA Nationals Open Mini Grom, 2004 1st NSSA Nationals Open Boy's,plurality of terminal stations: MT (Mobile Terminals).
An operation in the IEEE 802.11 at the time of the infrastructure mode is explained using FIG. 27. In the BSS of the infrastructure mode, there exists an access point performing coordination in a wireless communication system, and communication is performed between the access point and a terminal station MT existing around this access point. The access point transmits a control signal called a beacon at an appropriate time interval, and a terminal station MT capable of receiving this beacon recognizes that the access point exists in the neighborhood and further establishes a connection with this access point. FIGS. 27A to 27C describes a case where a communication station STA1 shown in FIG. 27A is an access point and a communication station


STA0 shown in FIG. 27B is a terminal station MT. The communication station STA1 transmits a beacon at a fixed time interval as shown in FIGS. 27A to 27C.
The transmission time of the next beacon is informed in the beacon by a parameter called target beacon transmission time (TBTT), and the access point makes a beacon transmission procedure operated when the time becomes the TBTT. In addition, since the neighboring terminal station MT is able to recognize the next beacon transmission time by receiving the beacon and decoding an internal TBTT field thereof, there is also a case where power supply to a reception unit is turned off until a TBTT of the next time or of multiple times ahead and the station MT enters into a sleepeach time the TBTT has come.
In the IBSS, also there is a case in which a communication station MT turns off a power supply to a transmission-reception unit and enters a sleep state depending on necessity. When a sleep mode is applied in the IBSS, a period of time for some time from the TBTT is defined as an ATIM (Announcement Traffic Indication Message) window in the IEEE 802.11. All the communication stations MT belonging to the IBSS operate reception units during the period of time of the ATIM window, and also a communication station MT basically operating in the sleep mode is capable of receiving during this period of time.
When each communication station MT retains information addressed to another station, the fact that the station retains the


information addressed to the above another station is notified to a receiving side by transmitting an ATIM packet to the above-described another station during the period of time of the ATIM window after a beacon is transmitted. The communication station MT having received the ATIM packet or the communication station MT having transmitted the beacon keeps a reception unit operating until the next TBTT.
In FIGS. 28A to 28C, when it becomes the first TBTT, each communication station MT of the STA0 and STA1 operates a back-off timer while monitoring a state of the medium over a random time. A case in which a timer of the communication station STA0 finishes counting at the earliest and the communication station STA0 transmits a beacon is shown in an example ofFIGS. 28A to 28C. Since the communication station STA0 has transmitted a beacon, the communication station STA1 having received this beacon does not transmit a beacon. Further, the communication station STA0 keeps the reception unit operating until the next beacon is transmitted, because the STA0 has transmitted the beacon.
At the next TBTT, the communication station STA1 transmits a beacon in accordance with a procedure of random back-off. At this time, although the communication station STA0 operates the reception unit during the period of time defined by the ATIM window, the station STA0 receives no information from another station during this period and thereby the communication station STA0 stops the reception unit immediately after the period of the ATIM window is over and makes a transition to a sleep


state until the next TBTT. Even at the next TBTT, the communication station STA1 transmits a beacon again in accordance with the procedure of random back-off. At this time, since the communication station STA0 receives an ATIM message from the communication station STA1 while keeping the receiving device operating during the period of time defined by the ATIM window, the communication station STA0 keeps the reception unit operating after the period of the ATIM window is over and receives information transmitted from the communication station STA1. Since an ACK that is a reception acknowledgement is received in response to the ATIM message, the communication station STA1 tries to transmit a data packet by activating the procedure of random back-off starting from a point of time that the ATIMsuch a case that information is periodically passed down from an upper layer of the communication station STA1, the next time when the communication station STA0 having made the reception unit once stopped operates the reception unit is at the time when the communication station STA1 transmits a beacon, and data from D1 to D5 passed from an upper layer of the communication station STA1 during this period are accumulated within the communication station STA1 as shown in FIGS. 29A to 29E, for example. The accumulation of data within the transmission and reception unit causes an increase (increase of latency) in round trip time (RTT) between the reception and transmission units at an application level, and there occurs a problem that throughput reaches a ceiling when ARQ using


Second-round leader Larry Nelson is the only player in double figures under par through 36 holes.

By

Associated Press

Series:

Published: Saturday, October 30, 2010 | 7:19 p.m.

Larry Nelson made a 10-foot birdie putt on the final hole Saturday for a 4-under 67 and a one-stroke lead over Jay Don Blake, Steve Lowery and Chien Soon Lu in the AT&T Championship, the Champions Tour’s final full-field event of the year.

The 63-year-old Nelson, who won the last of his 19 Champions Tour titles in 2004, rebounded on 18 after lipping out a 4-footer and settling for bogey on No. 17. He had a 10-under 132 total on the Oak Hills Country Club course in the event’s final year at the A.J. Tillinghast-designed layout.

2010 AT&T CHAMPIONSHIP

“I got through,” Nelson said. “I was pleasantly surprised.To have a chance to win and have the lead at my age, it’s terrific.”

Blake shot a 64, his best round on the 50-and-over tour. Lowery had a 67, and Lu shot a 68.

John Cook, the 2007 and 2008 winner, had a 69 to join Jeff Sluman (66), Rod Spittle (68) and Mark Wiebe (69) at 8 under. Olin Browne (67) was 7 under, and Charles Schwab Cup leader Bernhard Langer (67) was 6 under. Hale Irwin, who matched his age Friday with a 65 for a share of the first-round lead, also was 6 under after a 71.

Blake, third at Carnoustie in the Senior British Open, birdied the first hole and kept control at No. 2 with a scrambling par when he lofted a high chip to


part.

      Guo was admitted to the United States on a non-immigrant student visa.

The U. S. Department of Homeland Security commenced removal proceedings

against him, on the ground that he had violated the conditions of his non-

immigrant status by failing to ever enroll in university. Guo admitted to violating

that condition, but applied for asylum, withholding of removal, and relief under the

CAT. Guo claims that he was persecuted for attending an unregistered house

church rather than a government-sanctioned church.

      The IJ requested Guo to submit evidence to corroborate his testimony and

claims of feared future persecution. Guo thereafter submitted supplemental

evidence. Finding that Guo gave “vague, evasive, and inconsistent testimony on

key points,” the IJ concluded Guo was not credible and denied relief on thatIn Amy Tan’s novel The Joy Luck Club, the chapter titled “Rules of the Game” is narrated by Waverly Jong. Some of the themes, tones, and narrative styles of the chapter might be described as follows:

THEMES

Relations, especially conflicts, between mothers and daughters.

Childhood experiences; relations with siblings.

Relations between differing cultures.

Pride in oneself and in one’s family and culture.

Chess-playing, and also chess-playing as a metaphor for the game of life.

The power of mothers in Chinese families.

TONES

Humor and irony, as when the mother buys Waverly the plums she had seemed earlier to refuse to purchase, or when the mother explains to her daughter a boy’s reference to “Chinese torture”:

“‘Chinese people do many things,’ she said simply. Chinese people do business, do medicine, do painting. Not lazy like American people. We do


torture. Best torture.’”

Frustration, especially of the daughter with the mother.

NARRATIVE STYLES

Ethnic dialect, as when Waverly’s mother says,

“Wise guy, he not go against wind. In Chinese we say, Come from South, blow with wind – poom! – North will follow. Strongest wind cannot be seen.”

Personal remiscence.

Vivid details, as in the following sentence:

The play area was bordered by wood-slat benches where old-country people sat cracking roasted watermelon seeds with their golden teeth and scattering the husks to an impatient gathering of gurgling pigeons.

Use of exotic jargon, as in the following description of chess moves:

“The Double Attack from the East and West Shores. Throwing Stones on the Drowning Man. The Sudden Meeting of the Clan. The Surprise from the Sleeping Guard. The Humble Servant Who Kills the King. Sand in theplayers
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3. Plaintiff Torres is an active member of the pro-statehood Partido Nuevo Progresista or New Progressive Party ("NPP").
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5. In 1994, Plaintiff was appointed Head of the Personnel Division at the Ponce Correctional Complex, a trust position which she held until May 31, 2000, at a salary of $2,051.00 per month.
6. Her appointment as the Head of Personnel was part of the "pilot project" for the regionalization of the Department of Corrections in compliance with the Morales-Feliciano case.
7. The Department of Correction and Rehabilitation created and approved a "Classification andRetribution Plan" in the year 2000.

*219 8. According to the Classification and Retribution Plan of year 2000, new classifications were created according to the duties performed by employees. On June 12, 2000, Torres's position was classified as Human Resources Supervisor.
9. As a result of the new classification plan effective June 1, 2000, Torres was classified as Human Resources Supervisor with a monthly salary of $2,051.00, a position in which she served until May 31, 2001.
10. After she was informed of the change in classification of her position as Human Resources Supervisor, she appealed the change.
11. The appeal was granted on November 13, 2000 and she was reclassified as Human Resources Coordinator, a career position, retroactive to June 1, 2000, with a salary in the amount of $2,256.00, effective


though this was not a duty exclusive to her position according to her job description or OP-16 form.
21. Co-defendant Jaime López ("López") was the Regional Director for the Southern Region from year 2000 to 2004.
22. López held a policy making trust position and was Torres's immediate supervisor.
23. Torres alleges that López deprived her of duties such as making requests for personnel needs; writing relocation or transfer letters; writing requests for merit steps; orienting new employees; and drafting evaluations and recommendations.
24. The functions that were allegedly stripped from Plaintiff by López are *220 neither included in her job description (OP-16) nor in the Administrative Order for the regionalization of the Department of Corrections, written on October 11, 2000, by former Corrections Administrator Laboy.
25. Plaintiff admits that Defendant López onlyrequested documents such as evaluations, charts and transfer letters, and admits that requests for such documents is inherent to the Director's functions.
26. Pursuant to the description of his duties in his OP-16 form, all the documents and functions requested from Torres fall within the López's inherent power as Director to implement the public policy of the agency.
27. Co-Defendant Elvin Alicea ("Alicea") held the position Auxiliary Administrative Agent II position and was appointed Auxiliary Administrative Agent III in December 2003.
28. Torres admitted that she named Alicea in the Complaint because he spread "gossip," which she considers to be a form of political discrimination.
29. Alicea participated at a meeting held on April 1, 2004, where Torres was confronted with a comment she had allegedly made about co-Defendant Lourdes Aré ("Arcé"),


but which she denies making.
30. Plaintiff admitted at her deposition that she named Alicea in this lawsuit because of the comments he made at that meeting.
31. Sandra Rivera was present at the meeting held on April 1, 2004 and took notes of the outcome of said meeting.
32. Co-Defendant Arcé's duties included welcoming new employees and sending them to the Human Resources.
33. Arcé contends that any evaluations written by López were of personnel that he supervised.
34. All the duties that Arcé performed as a Special Aide for the Regional Director were performed following orders from him and in his representation.
35. On August 13, 2004, due to a reorganization of the Office of Human Resources of the Corrections Department, Torres received a $724.00 raise in her monthly salary, and thename of her position was changed from Human Resources Coordinator to Human Resources Specialist II.
36. Due to the reorganization of 2004, Torres was not demoted nor transferred, and no adverse action has been taken against her.
37. According to the OP-16 forms for both positions, her duties as a Human Resources Specialist II remained exactly the same as the duties of a Coordinator of Human Resources.
38. Co-defendant Miguel Pereira ("Pereira") is the Administrator of the Commonwealth of Puerto Rico Corrections Department.
39. Torres has never met Pereira.
40. Torres wrote Pereira a letter dated April 26, 2004.
41. Even though Torres included information about her political affiliation in the letter, Pereira testified at his deposition that he doesn't know her political affiliation.
42. Torres testified at her deposition that she doesn't know Pereira's


and Prevention (CDC).

Snohomish County case

The student had not recently traveled internationally and is believed to have contracted coronavirus in the community, according to Dr. Kathy Lofy, state health officer at the Washington State Department of Health.

The teen boy fell ill Monday with body aches, fever and a headache and was seen at two health clinics in Snohomish County, including Seattle Children's North Clinic on Monday.

The student felt well enough to go back to school Friday and tried to go to class. However, that student's test came back positive, and he returned home when the health department notified the school, according Spitters.

Spitters said the student is in home isolation and is "doing well."

The student's family released a statement Saturday saying they are "taking this situation very seriously."

"Our child becamekeep our community informed. We are concerned like everybody else about this," Saltzman said.

Everett Public Schools plans to sanitize the Jackson High School campus over the weekend, and the school will be closed Monday. Custodians were told to make sure classrooms have cleaner to wipe down surfaces and stock extra gloves and cleaning supplies, according to the district.

The student has a sibling at Gateway Middle School, who is not showing symptoms, but will be tested and quarantined until results come back, according to Everett Public Schools.

King County cases

There are now 6 confirmed cases of the coronavirus in King County.

The latest were two men in their 60s, both at different hospitals.

One man is hospitalized at Valley Medical Center in Renton and the other at Virginia Mason Medical Center. Both


have underlying health conditions.

A woman who was infected visited South Korea between Feb. 7-23. She worked one day Tuesday but did not come in contact with the public, according to Dr. Jeff Duchin, health officer of Public Health Seattle & King County.

That woman noticed symptoms at the end of the workday Tuesday, including fever, nausea, coughing and a sore throat. Her husband notified the health department of her travel history Wednesday, and she was tested Thursday.

She didn't need medical care and is recovering, according to Duchin.

The woman's husband, who did not travel to South Korea but has been in the same house as her, is under quarantine.

Health officers are still investigating each patient's contacts. Because the Mill Creek teen had not recently traveled and acquired the virus throughbe focusing on.”

Duchin said the public should focus on proper hand hygiene, such as washing hands frequently and avoiding touching your face and eyes, staying home from school and work when sick and cleaning frequently touched objects.

As of Friday, the state health lab can now test for 2019 novel coronavirus, allowing people who are being monitored to get their results faster.

Washington state has tested 37 people for coronavirus. Twenty-nine of those tests came back negative, and five are still pending.

Until now, just one case came back positive – a Snohomish County man was the first person in the U.S. to be diagnosed with this strain of coronavirus. The 35-year-old man was admitted to Providence Medical Center in Everett on Jan. 20 after returning from a visit to China.

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commissioned piece that was made for an upcoming agriculture exhibition. They were impressed enough, that they wanted the proprietor to join them at the exhibition, and showcase their wares.

The proprietor had said yes.

Now the proprietor is wondering what in Celestia's great kingdom she's gotten herself into. Let's watch, shall we?

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"I CAN'T DO THIS!"

Rarity had been panicked before. Delusional. Worked to the bone. But outright clueless hysterics was a real rarity for her.

"What was I THINKING?" she ranted, pacing her shop floor with a haunted look in her eyes. Spread across every spare surface of the boutique, were dozens upon dozens of paper scraps, each one with a differing dress design. Here and there, her mannequins had pieces of cloth pinned to them in haphazard shapes. The only otherliving being in the shop with the unicorn, was a chubby white persian, who batted a stray piece of paper every now and then, but otherwise, seemed uninterested in whatever it was Rarity was spouting at her.

"The Equestrian Agriculture Conference and Exhibition is one of the biggest gatherings of some of the richest ponies around, outside of the Grand Galloping Gala!" Rarity continued, glasses askew on her muzzle. "I would be a madmare to let this chance to showcase my abilities pass! But, oh Celestia! Opal, what do I MAKE?"

Her eyes roamed the countless sketches that were littered around her. "Farmers, harvesters, millers, woodcrafters, workponies, and chefs! They're all such no-nonsense types, how can I possibly design anything that would APPEAL to them? The chefs, maybe, but that's


opinion from-"

She was interrupted by a rapid knocking at her door.

She dropped Opal, who scampered off to safety. With a quick wipe of her eyes and an adjustment to her glasses, Rarity trotted toward her entrance, quickly banishing her earlier mood for a later date. "Coooo-miiiiing~"

The handle lit up, and the door swung open. The white unicorn stood, closed eyes and a smile to her face. "Welcome to Carousel Boutique! I'm Rarity, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Y'can start by not doin' that ever'y time ah come 'round, y'know." said a familiar, light-hearted southern twang.

"Applejack!" the unicorn exclaimed, letting her eyes snap open. Indeed, it was the orange farmer filly, customary hat perched on her head, and a saddlepack strapped to her midsection. "What brings youto my shop today?"

As Applejack had continued to speak, Rarity found herself straining harder and harder to resist speaking out about the applebucker's atrocious grammar. I know she was raised on a farm. she told herself. But she should REALLY have a better handle of the Equestrian language than that! Even Rainbow Dash has better diction!

She kept silent however, and as the question was asked, she put on her best smile and stepped back. "Of course, dear! Just leave them on the counter, I'll be sure Sweetie Belle sees them when she gets home from school today."

"Much ahbliged!" was the reply she got, as the farmpony trotted inside. As the unicorn closed the door behind them, there was a pause before the addition. "What n' tarnation happen'd here?


You workin' on 'nother dress, Rarity?"

Her mess of papers had been spotted. There was a sigh as the white one turned around to look at her friend, catching the orange equine looking at one of the papers in particular.

There was a moment of blankness. Then a moment of scrutiny. Followed by a moment of enlightenment.

"Applejack..." the dressmaker gasped out breathily.

The farmer turned her head to look at her friend. "Yeah?"

The next portion of the conversation did not involve words so much as it involved a unicorn tackling an earth pony in a rib-shattering hug, all while screaming out "APPLEJACK! YOU REALLY ARE AN ANGEL IN FARMER'S CLOTHING!"

Applejack could only wince as her spine popped, before croaking out "Beg pardon?"

"I don't know WHY I didn't think of it fullya roll of green eyes which was caught. "Now now, let me finish. He was so enthralled by my design, that he asked me to ACCOMPANY him and set up a display at this year's Equestrian Agriculture Conference and Exhibition!"

Now she had the orange pony's attention. "The EACE? Wooooow-whee, that there's th' cream of th' crop fer all th' farmers all over Equestria! Ah'd love ta set up a Sweet Apple Acres cart there, that's fer certain! Ah bet it'd even do real business this time 'round!" A dark look crossed her face as the memory of the Galloping Gala fiasco resurfaced. "At least THOSE ponies know a good apple when they see one!"

"Indeed!" Rarity chuckled, before she became all business again. "However, the dilemma I'm faced with


seen the need to inundate her in a sea of bath salts and exotic perfumes. However, she was unable to get away from a good mane-combing, and so she stared forlornly at a stuffed mannequin that was wearing her pappy's hat and hairband.

Ah can do this. she thought to herself. Rarity's givin' me a chance that ah won't be able ta get otherwise. Ah just need t'hold out, 'n let her do what she feels is best. Even if it IS all rather fru-fru.

The unicorn made a humming sound as she brushed the knots out of the farmer's blonde hair. She tilted her head, and studied the fall of golden strands for a moment. Then, with a smile and a whim, she levitated a spritzer bottle over, andout of it. As it stopped by the unicorn, the top hovered upwards, and the contents floated out. A gold necklace, with a bright pale blue gemstone embedded in the center. It took the orange pony a second to recognize it as Rarity's Element of Harmony.

"This is just for now." Rarity stated, before the necklace floated to Applejack, and secured itself around her neck. "Perfect! Okay Applejack, come on over here!"

She got to all fours, and followed her friend over to the other side of the room, where a full-length mirror awaited. With a triumphant grin, the unicorn pulled it in front of her subject. "Behold! A diamond in the rough!"

AJ could not believe her eyes. It wasn't so much that her friend's element was hanging around her


neck. It was the hair that had her attention. Styled up in a bun, bunched up, leaving only a small amount hanging down her neck and in front of her eyes.

Last time her hair had been like this, it was back when she was a filly.

She saw her younger self in that reflection. Young, sophisticated Manehattenite Applejack. The necklace gave her an air of elegance that suited the adult form that was looking back at her. Dear Celestia. What would Aunt and Uncle Orange think of her now?

She found speaking in Manehatten, to have been the hardest part of being sophisticated. Could she even do it still? She wasn't certain it would look right to have her regular voice tumbling out of the visage in front of her.pupils having shrunk to tiny black dots.

Dots that were locked on her.

Oh crabapples. Applejack cursed to herself. Ah just said all that out-loud, didn't I?

She took a hesitant step towards her friend. "Uhm... Rarity?" she asked, her normal twang now back in place.

There were a couple of blinks, before the jaw ascended and locked itself back in place. "Ah...Applejack?..." she stammered, eyes still riveted on the Earth Pony.

"You allright, sugarcube?"

"I... I don't... Applejack..." The unicorn appeared to be gasping for breath. "You... your voice... how... when did?..."

"Ah told ya!" the earth pony answered, a frustrated blush on her cheeks. "Ah was just a silly li'l filly at th' time! Ah didn't know any better!"

"Applejack, PLEASE." Rarity rolled her eyes disbelievingly. "DO stop talking about going to one of


don't got no gosh-durned ack-cent!"

She raised a hoof and was about to comment on the impressive stringing of a triple-negative, but it was then that there was a quick rapping at the storefront door.

She gave Applejack a 'shush' motion, before trotting over to the entrance, and opening up. "Greetings, and welcome to Carousel-... Oh! Mister Marmalade, what a pleasant surprise!"

The unicorn backed up, and allowed a tall, burnt-orange stallion to trot inside, a short-trimmed brown mane and tail swishing behind him. Besides the overcoat he was wearing, he had a cutie mark of a jar of jam. "Madame Rarity, I DO apologize for the intrusion, but I just simply could NOT contain myself! I have heard word of your legendary speed in your craft, and so I wonderedif you allready had any designs sketched out?"

"Oh! Uhmmm..." She pawed at the ground, and glanced over at the pile of papers that the mess from earlier had been hastily arranged in. "I've... got several ideas on paper, yes, but nothing final. I was..." she quickly glanced around her shop, before letting her eyes rest on her blonde companion. "Oh! I was consulting with an expert in the agriculture field before I decided on anything. Let me introduce you!"

Applejack had been watching the entire exchange in silence, trying to make herself unobtrusive. However, her endeavor in stealth was quickly put to pasture as the unicorn brought the dapper male over to the mirror.

"This is a close friend of mine." Rarity began, her voice filled with pride. "She owns


the biggest apple farm this side of Canterlot! She may be a little rough around the edges, but trust me, she's absolutely divine."

Mah ears are burnin' ova' here, sugarcube. AJ thought to herself.

"I say!" Mister Marmalade exclaimed, allowing his eyes to roam up and down Applejack's form, causing the filly to blush slightly. "What a picture of elegance. Hard to believe that you're a farmer! What's your name, Madame?"

"Mah name-?"

There was a motion to the stallion's right. Rarity was shaking her head, a panicked look in her eyes.

AJ raised an eyebrow. What did she want?

Now the unicorn had brought her hooves up together, in prayer form, a pleading look on her face. Beads of sweat were appearing on her brow.

Oh. That's what she wants.

The entire exchange appeared toI'm so PROUD of you! You brought out your cultured side, and you shone like a STAR! And now we're BOTH going to be heading for the Exhibition together!"

There was a groan. "Ah... ah can't believe, he... he act'ally in-VITED me..."

"But of COURSE he did, AJ! You made a glowing, exemplary impression on him, and he couldn't HELP but be swayed into sampling your wares! And now our next stop, is one of the richest and influential conferences in all of Equestria, outside of-"

"Th' Gala, ah know." came the drawl, back in full-force. She managed to peel the white pony off of her long enough to catch her breath and check her person for bruises. "And b'lieve me when ah say, gettin' ta go to th' EACE is


know."

Applejack reached behind her to unhitch the Element from around her neck, before looking at it. Slowly, it dawned on her exactly what her friend had meant. "Y'mean... since ah... TALKED t'him like that...?"

Rarity nodded, as she took the necklace back and put it away. "From now on, we are going to PRACTICE that voice, young lady. Mister Marmalade will be certain to spread word far and wide about the impeccably cultured mistress known as Applejack, that he met today at Carousel Boutique." She leveled a gaze at the blonde pony, who found herself sweating slightly at the prospect. "And you don't want to make a bad impression on your potential clientele at the Exhibition, do you?"

It was that moment, and truly then, that the full weight ofwhat the simple country pony had gotten into, sunk into her mind. "Y'mean t'say... ah gotta talk like a full-blooded Manehattenite fer th' whole exhibition? From the Rooster crow 'till the cows come home?"

"Darling, the Exhibition runs for three whole days!"

"THREE WHOLE DAYS?" Her green eyes widened with panic, as her imagination ran away from her. Three days of not getting herself kicked out of the convention. Three days of talking to rich and mighty folks, three days of wearing makeup and dresses, three days away from her rightful spot at the farm. But worst of all. Three Days Of Speaking in a voice that was NOT HER.

"Ah cain't do it! Rarity, ya'll got to believe meh, ah JUST CAIN'T DO IT!" She found herself on her rear


knees in front of the white unicorn, the expression on her face not unlike one pleading for their life. "Ya'll may as well 'ave me killed by suffo'cation! Ah can't possibly LIVE a whole three days, talkin' like ah nevah left th' city! There's just NO WAY-!"

"Applejack! Applejack, please, calm yourself!" the seamstress soothed, masking her surprise at the earth-pony's rather exuberant breakdown. She took the mare by the shoulders, and held her untill her breathing began to level out again. There was a minute or so of silence as the farmer released her panic and gained her senses again. It was only then that the unicorn spoke again.

"That's why, starting from today, you and I will be practicing. We'll work with you, and get you used tothe unicorn with a determined gaze.

She could only give a pained smile as her friend favored her with a wide grin.

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And that's how it went for the following days leading up to the convention. Applejack would arrive and see the designs that Rarity was working on, giving her comments and opinions on whether or not an outfit would appeal to a farmer, workpony, gardener, or not. And then, once they had decided on a good look for a suit or dress, all attention would shift to the orange filly herself as they spent an hour having her speak in her sophisticated voice.

"So!" Rarity exclaimed, seated at a tea table, a cup of Darjeeling levitating in front of her. "How have things been going at the farm?"

"Oh, they have


been going quite well." Applejack replied, a biscotti cookie between her hooves as she studied it. There was no trace of her farmhand drawl as she continued. "Applebloom recently saw a number of missing planks from the side of the barn, and before she gained the attention of Big Macintosh or I, she had set about repairing the damage herself!"

"Oooh! Such an industrious little filly!"

"Indeed! She made no mention of it afterwards either, untill I came in from

th' field and saw the fresh paint. She was afraid I would be mad, but..."

She stopped, as she noticed her companion was giving her a look. "What? Did I slip up again?"

A hoof was pointed at her. "You used one of your compounded Noun-Adverb shorthands again. 'The field' is the proper'twere more 'n welcome t'take a shot at fixin' 'er up! She may not be a carpen'ter, but she shore showed she knew howta handle a hammer 'n saw! Ah even told 'er-...aha. Ah..." the farmpony blushed and looked down as she realized her lapse in speech. "S-sorry about that."

"Oh no! It's quite allright." the unicorn said through a strained smile. She couldn't really blame her friend for falling back into her accent, she was proud of her sister, after all. Still, with the southern drawl, came back all the grammar complications and mangled words that made her put her teeth on-edge.

"I... I think that's enough for today." she continued, standing up from the table and trotting back towards one of her clothed mannequins. "I need to finish


waste away now!"

Rarity's look softened as the farmer clopped towards the door. "O-of course, dear. And don't be so glum! Just remember, this is all for your own good!"

There was a barely perceptible nod as the earth pony walked out of the Boutique. Out in the fresh air and sunshine again, she felt her spirits pick up, as she began to make her way back to Sweet Apple Acres.

She's right. she found herself musing. She's tryin' her best t'help me make a good impression on the rich folks. And she allready helped me get a spot at th' expo. Ah just need t'stop draggin' mah hooves about it.

She looked up in the sky, as she took a deep breath and sighed. Ah just cain't help but feel thatthis whole high-class thing... is bein' dishonest with mahself.

vvv

The day arrived. Within 24 hours, a pair of wagons would appear, bearing Mister Marmalade's cutie-mark, to on-load precious cargo toYokelahomaCity. The day after, the Equestrian Agriculture Conference and Exhibition would begin.

Rarity's Boutique had been prepped and locked up, the unicorn herself running around all ten outfits awaiting on-loading. She would add a stitch there, prep a piece of fabric here, and would no doubt be fussing over the garments well untill the day the convention doors opened. Occasionally, her eyes would glance over to a box she had prepared the past two weeks, in secret. I just know she's going to look fabulous in it! she thought to herself.

Applejack in the meantime, had her hooves full. She currently had


four pies in the oven, Granny Smith was working on the last of the caramel apples, Big Mac was out back, picking out the best-looking ripe apples that he could find for display, and Applebloom was currently trying her best to convince her big sister that she should come along too.

"But SIS! Ah can help! I know ah can, ya'll just haveta give me th' chance!" she shouted, mane bobbing as she practically bounced in place beside her sibling in the Apple Family kitchen.

The farmfilly couldn't talk, on account of her mouth being full of potpad as she hoisted a hot apple pie out of the oven. As soon as it was settled on a cooling rack however, she was quick to give her response.

"Sorry Sugarcube, but ahbarely managed t'get mah own self attached t'this here expo, and there's no way ah can ask Mistah Marmalade t' tack on one more pony. Plus, not ta' go rubbin' chicken droppin's in th' laundry, but ah still remember what happened th' last time ya'll helped me sell apples..."

"Shore thing sis!" the filly exclaimed, eyes all alight once more, before she scampered out of the kitchen.

There was a soft chuckle from a corner of the room as Granny Smith watched her go, a line of caramel apples building on the table. "Land sakes, the young'n knows how t' skeedaddle, don't she?"

"She shore does." the farmpony agreed, a smile on her face. It held there for a second before it collapsed as she turned to her grandmother. "Ahm ah


strictly for the exhibition, but well, since you asked..."

There was a gallop of small hooves, before Applebloom reappeared at the kitchen door, her mane hasitly combed and still slightly damp. "Hey Sis! Where d'ya want me ta' put th' pies when th' wagons get here?"

Applejack turned to her sister with a smile. "Oh, you need not worry about that yet Applebloom. They probably won't arrive untill later this evening."

The smaller filly stared blankly at her big sister, before she spoke. "Applejack? What th' hay happened to yer voice?"

There was a second of confusion, followed by a widening of the eyes and blushing of the cheeks. "Oh! Sorry 'bout that sugarcube. Ah-ah was just practi'cin', y'see. Y-y'know... like..."

"Sorta." the orange equine looked to the side, before standing on allfour hooves. "Ah tweren't any good at it at th' time, but if ah'm ta fit in at th' exhibition, wit'out dem throwing me out like a barrel o' scrumpy apples, ah gotta sound just like th' rest of th' cityfolk."

There was a round of laughter at Applebloom's poor imitation, leaving the filly with an embarrassed blush and a set of downturned ears. She squeaked however, as she was suddenly embraced by her sister. "Awww, dun be too quick n' try tah' pick up somethin' ah dun rightly like mahself. Lemme tell yas, it tain't no fun at all."

"I-if yah say so sis..." she sighed. She was released, and she headed out the front door to watch for their transportation.

Granny Smith couldn't help but laugh for a few


minutes more. The blonde couldn't tell if she was laughing about her sister's eagerness, or her own reluctance. Deciding to not raise the issue, she sighed as she grabbed the pot pad again to extract the last apple pie. She didn't hear the larger set of hoofsteps working their way into the kitchen.

"Oh THERE you are!" came an exclamation. Applejack flinched and dropped her pad as she recognized the voice of the white mare she had spent the past two weeks with.

"Hey Rarity." she greeted as she turned around. "T'wasn't expectin' ya'll around so early. The carts haven't arrived yet, have they?"

"No they haven't." the unicorn conceded. "But that wasn't the point of why I came. You see... well..." there was a pawing at the floor.

It was onlynow that the farmer realized that there was a saddlebag strapped to her friend's back. Sticking out of the left bag, was a large pink box.

"Rarity..." she began, her eyes widening. "Yah didn't...!"

Those blue eyes looked back up with a sheepish expression. "I... I wanted to repay you for everything that you've done... so I went and..."

Instead of continuing, Rarity's horn lit up as the package floated out of her bag. It levitated towards the earth pony, before the top lifted up, displaying it's contents.

Applejack was floored... and sweating. She had originally been intending on wearing her Gala outfit, but as she thought about it, it made sense that her friend would pull something like this. She began to look around in a panicked manner for an exit-


ANY exit- out of the room. Busting out the window and getting glass embedded in her flank seemed like the better option when compared to wearing Rarity's newest fru-fru concoction. She faced Granny Smith for help, but all she got from that direction was a look of amusement. The old tart was enjoying her discomfort.

Finally she sighed, defeated, before looking back at the unicorn. "T-thank'yah kindly, Rarity. Ah... ah'm guessin' ya'll want me t'try it on afore we go?"

She got a grin. "Applejack, you read my mind. Let's go upstairs, dear." Rarity said, as she turned around. There was a look back, along with a proud smile. "We'll make a high-class diva out of you yet, darling!"

The applebucker's ears drooped as she followed her friend out. The elderlygreen pony simply watched them go, before she let out that snicker she had building up.

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"Phew... we finally made it."

"Took us long enough."

"Oh yes, but it was ALL worth it!"

"Ah shore- I mean, I sure hope it is!"

Rarity simply beamed as she took in the scene before her. The trip toYokelahomaCityitself had been uneventful enough, to eveypony's relief. Their wares had been checked in, and their stalls, found. Applejack had told Mister Marmalade that she didn't require much space, her stand not being wider than two pony's lengths. As a result, Rarity's display took up the majority of the space. Not that it didn't need it, she had put each and every outfit she had prepared, up on a pedestal with lights, and with ten outfits, that took


up a fair amount of room.

Now both unicorn and earth pony stood outside their respective vendors, taking in the multitude of ponies that trotted around the exhibition area. As of yet, the doors had not opened, and so the ones that were milling around were either organizers, or were setting up their own stalls.

Rarity herself was adorned in a gown that was cut short enough to show a bit of tail and hindleg. Made in an autumn gold tone, there were points of amber lined around her neck, as a shinier fabric traced the hems.

Applejack pawed the ground restlessly as she looked herself over. Before they had even entered the building, her friend had insisted she be 'in-character'. Her blonde locks were once again done up in amountain fashion, and the dress... it fit well and loosely, and the farmpony STILL felt it was squeezing the life out of her. It was a Southern Belle's dress, with enough of a bouffant in the back to make her feel like a whale, dainty ruffled sleeves, and to top it all off, a pearl necklace that weighed like a ball-and-chain. She desperately wished for her hat.

"I don't know about you!" the white mare gushed. "But I am so STOKED for this, to use a word from Rainbow Dash's vocabulary." She brought another brush to her, nervously grooming her mane once more. "Our names are going to be on the top of every rich-pony's list!"

"I... I hear you!" the farmer replied, trying her level best to not let


each other. They could hear the background hubbub beginning to increase in volume.

"Applejack," Rarity began. "Good luck to you. Your apples will be sure to sell here, I know they will!"

"Thanks." she replied, city voice still in place. "I wish you good luck as well! And again, thank you for getting me this chance."

"It's no trouble at all, darling." the unicorn said, as she turned to enter her stall. "We'll talk again soon. Untill then, remember. No accent!"

The applebucker nodded to her friend as she took position behind her own stand. As she trotted however, she let a mumble escape her lips.

"Ah don't GOT no hay-tossin' ack-cent."

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Business was indeed, far better than it had ever been at the Gala. Flow kept up from a steady direction, which workedto Applejack's advantage. Ponies would run into Rarity's boutique stand first, mill around or buy something in there, and then come out starving, spotting and making a beeline for the Sweet Apple Acres stand. Apparently, being a clothes-horse made you hungry.

She noticed that a fair number of her customers were farm ponies, like herself. She was tempted to let her guard down when around these friendly faces. However, she kept up her guise of sophistication as she greeted them, sold them apples, and chatted.

Half the day was allready gone as she hauled out her third bushel of Red Delicious onto the stand. As she turned back around, she noticed there was allready a small two-pony line waiting for her.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "I beg your pardon, I was just


other, before nodding and giving smiles to their vendor. The slate one carefully placed a pie on her back as she gushed. "Oh BOY Maggie Pie! This Expo really IS turning out to be the best!"

Applejack waved the both of them farewell as they blended back into the stream of ponies clopping through the isles. Her mind was still awhirl with the thoughts the two had unwittingly imparted onto her, but she shook her head, deciding that thinking on that track wasn't going to help sell apples now. And she would need to upsell now, after having given the pie-

"As certain as I can be. When we get back to Ponyville, she'll be telling us all about the pie her sisters gave her."

"How uncanny!" Rarity exclaimed. "To thinkwe'd run into some of Pinkie Pie's family here at the Exhibition!"

Applejack rolled her eyes as she rested her head on her stand's counter. The stock that she had set aside for today had run empty, only a half-full bushel of Galas left on display. It was getting close to the evening, and she was quite thankful for it, the day had worn hard on her. Though she couldn't complain, her money-bucket was filled to the brim with bits.

"Well, they ARE farmers after all." she replied, looking around at all the ponies still milling about. "They might show up again, so keep your eyes peeled. They may want to try a dress next time. Speaking of which, how HAS your business done today?"

"Oh simply AMAZING! I was quite


"My STARS it's been a long day. I think I'm ready to close up and walk around and sightsee, how about you?"

"Sounds good to me!" Applejack replied, as she stood up and took a hanging rope in her mouth, bringing the stall's sign to collapse inward on top of the counter. "If we're lucky, they may still have those plows in stock!"

She got a nod as the unicorn's horn lit up, drawing the curtains closed on her own stall. After a couple of seconds of securing booths and packing their gains, the two fillies began walking side-by-side, slipping into the stream of equines that were still wandering about at this late hour.

"Applejack." Rarity began, causing the orange one to glance at her friend. "I just want to tellthrough them. The two females were left gaping for a second, before they hurried to catch up with him.

"Mister Marmalade! What's all this about!" Rarity called out, trying her best to run elegantly without causing too much bounce in her outfit.

"An opening speech, that's what!" came the answer. "In about twenty minutes, the last panel of the night will begin, on the relations of the Agriculture Industry with that of its consumer base! Originally, we had another speaker to open it, but unfortunately, he was unable to make it in time. Instantly, my thoughts turned to you Madame Applejack, for you appear to be closely connected with the workings of the farmland for one so cultured!"

Applejack was allready having enough trouble not tripping over her dress. This bit


with ponies. She was shaking in her hooves, and the murmur of the room was practically a roar in her ears. She looked off to the side once more, not certain if it had been Marmalade or Rarity that had shoved her out there. They were giving her hopeful, and supporting, gazes.

"Remember!" the unicorn whispered. "Your speech!"

She could only gulp, as she turned back towards the stage. There was a podium right in the center, and she dutifully, though reluctantly, trotted up to it. As soon as she had put her forehooves on it's desk, a spotlight flared to life, bathing the orange earth-pony in a brilliant glare, causing her pearls and dress to glisten. Out in the audience, there was a bout of cheering, as well asa few whistles of appreciation. Off to her side, she thought she heard Rarity sighing in contentment.

"G-greetings!" she managed to squeeze out. There was another wave of cheers, accompanied by hoof-stomps and claps.

"I... I'm here in placement of Mister Juniper Jamms, who was unable to attend this year's Equestrian Agriculture Conference and Exhibition." Her heart eased it's pounding in her head as she tuned the crowd out, letting her own words fill her ears. "Mister Marmalade has asked that I open up our talk today instead. So, let me tell you a bit about myself."

"My Name is Applejack. I run a farm, not unlike many of you in here today." She got a few cheers of support, at that, and at least three 'right on!'s. "Many of you


The Apple Family has been in the Apple business for generations, and you can find apples grown by us, in almost every corner of Equestria. Sweet Apple Acres in particular, is based right out of Ponyville, where we keep some of our most cherished family traditions alive."

She closed her eyes as she thought back to the farm. "For years, we've put the same thing into all our apples that our forefathers did before us. Tender loving care. Good and responsible practices. And lots of down-to-earth, hard... honest... work."

She opened her eyes. She looked out at the crowd. She then looked back down at her dress.

A farmer pony, dressed up as a fru-fru pony, talking like a fru-fru pony, to a bunch of other fru-fru ponies, at a farmer'seyes. She gave the unicorn a sad look as she said in perfect Manehattenite.

"I'm sorry sugarcube."

And then she turned back to the crowd.

"BUT AH CAIN'T KEEP THIS HAY-STACKIN' ACT UP ANYMORE!"

There was a ripple of amazement that coursed through the crowd. The white filly's eyes shrunk in panic. Mister Marmalade kept his silence as he watched the applebucker proceed to rant.

She panted, her frustrations now fully vented, the hall still echoing with her words. She allowed her green eyes to travel over the hushed occupants of the room. She allowed herself another glance over to Rarity, who appeared to be in the midst of a heart attack. The expression on Marmalade's face remained unreadable.

Welp, it t'were a good run. she thought to herself. Ah won't be stickin' around


fer th' other two days, but that's allright. Ah made enough t'day t'do SOME fixin' up at th' farm. If ah never get invited anywhere ever' again... ah think ah'll be able t'live. Sorry about that Rarity. But ah'm done livin' a lie.

The orange mare stood there, in the silence, the lone spotlight still beating down on her. She awaited the audience's reaction.

She didn't have to wait very long.

As one, each and every pony in the room let out a single word.

"HOOOOOOOOOOOOO-WHEE!"

Followed by someone in the back yelling out '' 'Bout darned time somepony said it!"

And then, the murmur came rolling back. But this time, with a different flavor to it's melody. Rarity's expression shifted from panic to outright shock, as she noticed that each and every singleequine in the room, had suddenly lost any traces of cultured upbringing in their voices.

The conversation of the hall was dominated with the thick, syrupy drawl of a southern accent. Ponies were sighing with relief, hugging each other, laughing and bucking with joy, as the earlier tension completely dissolved away, leaving behind an air of gratitude as they all relaxed, letting their natural speech and voices shine through.

Applejack, quite obviously, had not expected this outcome either. She remained rooted to her spot behind the pedestal, eyes wide and unbelieving, jaw slack and hanging open. She barely registered the approach of two ponies up to her right side.

"Applejack?"

She slowly turned her head. Her friend stood there beside her, the unicorn's face a mixture of emotions warring for domination. Shock,


pride, joy, and... sorrow? Her heart weighed heavy in her own chest as she took it in.

"That... that was beautiful, Applejack." Rarity began, stretching a hoof out and placing it on the farmer's shoulder. "I... I'm sorry. I had no idea..." she turned to look back at the crowd, yee-haws and whoops rising from its surface every now and then. "I... REALLY had... no idea..."

She looked back. "How... can I ever make it up to you?"

Unbidden, tears began to spring from the corners of the orange one's eyes. She raised her hooves up, and unclasped the pearl necklace that had felt so much like a burden. As she handed them back to Rarity, she brought her hooves back to her mane, and tugged at the bouffant. It gaveway, blonde strands cascading down her back as she gave a shake of her head, the weight of the world off her shoulders. She looked back at the white mare, head turned downwards, tears still flowing.

"Ah... ah want mah hat back..."

The unicorn found herself tearing up as well, as she walked forward and nuzzled her friend.

"Okay dear. Let's go and get your hat."

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The restaurant was abuzz with laughter, and the twang of cow-talk. The waiters had been taken aback when the conventioneers came in sounding like southern folks, compared to the cultured tone their customers had the years previous. Business was still business however, and they would be mad to turn it away for any reason.

Especially if one of their customers was Mister Mango Marmalade and his party


of four, who were currently occupying a private booth secluded from the rest of the restaurant. A steady stream of hay-fries and bean-burgers flowed into the booth, as it's occupants relaxed from the harrowing day beforehand.

"Whoosh!" Applejack breathed, coming up for air from her chocolate oat malt. "It shore feels good t' eat like ah real pony again!" She gave her mane another shake, her customary hat and hairband back in place, with nary a sign of dress to be seen. "Ah'd forgotten how hungry bein' a s'phisticat'd pony made yah!"

"I can see that." Rarity stated evenly, though her eyes were still wide as she noted that the farmer was now on her fourth shake. "I've never had such a reaction myself, I must admit... I suppose itdiffers from pony to pony."

"It really does." came a voice from the unicorn's left. She turned to face Maggie Pie and her sister, the both of them slowly but steadily sharing and working through a stack of fries. "Back on the farm, before she got her cutie Mark, Pinkie barely ate four muffins a day. Afterwards however, she couldn't seem to get enough food in her! It's one of the reasons she moved away."

"One of the MANY reasons." Inkie spoke, rolling her eyes. "But that's all beside the point, isn't it?"

Mister Marmalade nodded, sitting at the far end next to Applejack.

"Th' Exhibition folks were all likeme." the orange filly stated, her mind still reeling from the thought. "They all thought that if they went 'n spoke plain-like, they'd


miss Applejack's stand, the last two stands we visited also slipped their speech."

The applebucker gaped at the two rock farmers. "Ah was yer third one? And ya'll didn't tell me?"

"How could we?" the lighter of the two mares responded. "They asked us to keep quiet too, same as you did."

She blushed as she looked down. "Aah.. makes sense, considerin'. We were all kinda' scared. At least, ah know ah was..."

She looked up as she felt a shuffling. The white unicorn edged herself closer to the earth-pony's side, as she locked eyes. "Applejack, I am so, SO sorry. I had no IDEA that you felt so... oppressed, by all the culture that I was trying to help you with. I had no intention of instilling that kind of fearin you. I should have really known better, than to force something onto you that you're not. I was just..." she turned her sapphire eyes downward. "I was really... excited, to have somepony to be 'high-class' with... can you ever forgive me?"

Applejack let a smile come to her face as she nudged Rarity's cheek. "Ah fergive yah, sugarcube. Ah know ya'll were just tryin' tah help. Just got carried away, like th' rest of us." She smiled as she spotted the relief on her friend's face.

"And hey. Maybe sometime, if ya'll are really needin' it... ah can be fru-fru, just fer a day. That sound good?" she asked, before holding her hoof out. It was met with a white one in a clop, and they both shook on


it.

There was a chuckle as the blonde tilted her hat back. "Ya'll can call it an ack-cent if yah want. T'me, n' all the folks 'round here? Ti's just talkin' normal-like."

There was a round of clapping that made both farmer and dressmaker blush lightly, before they turned back to their food. "So..." the lighter of the two grey fillies started. "This means that the EACE is still going for the rest of the weekend, right?"

Marmalade nodded with a smile.

"An' we get t'keep both our stands?" Applejack asked, her face a picture of hopefulness.

He nodded once more with a grin.

"Even though we may... or may not sound... cultured?" Rarity quipped, a look of curiosity on her features.

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Miners Log Cabin

This is a one-room, miner’s cabin somewhere in the mountains of Colorado. The cabin
was built of logs.

Photo: Denver Public Library, Western History Collection

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The first houses in the mining regions of Colorado were log cabins like the one in
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pine trees that grew on the mountain side. Many had flat roofs made of logs or boards.
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nature lovers have photographed the current palpable and saddening state of the Pallikaranai wetland. On June 8, 2013, The Hindu published the article “The mired marsh” by Shaju John. He has augmented his article with photographs captured by him in the post-Photo file: The mired marsh.

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A significant chunk of non-biodegradable waste is lost in the heaps.( (Photo: Shaju John/thehindu.com)

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Thousands of tonnes of trash of all sorts containing non-biodegradable waste find their way to the wetland amidst the dumped refuse each day.

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Fires, lit to dispose off the garbage, are a regular and major health hazard. (Photo: Shaju John/thehindu.com)

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While traveling along the roads around the Velachery wetland one encounters the unbearable stench emanating from the decaying garbage hillock. Despite the widespread clamour to stop burning rubbish in the dump yardthat stifles the air and impairs visibility of commuters, the incessant burning goes on.

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The smoke from the garbage heaps chokes the air for miles around. (Photo: Shaju John/thehindu.com)

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Despite the toxic smoke rag-pickers, mostly children living in inhospitable slums, frequent the garbage dumps.

Air samples from the Perungudi garbage dumping yard registered the highest number of chemicals found in any Indian sample. The air contained cancer-causing and other harmful chemicals.

People living miles around the Pallikaranai wetland continually inhale the omnipresent malodorous virulent air. They suffer the stifling smoke. They have no other alternative than to use the polluted and poisoned ground water. These factors subject them to major wheezing and carcinogenic health hazards.

On June 15, 2012, a concerned Jaison Jeeva uploaded the following video on YouTube. It shows the fire


accident that happened at the garbage dumps in Pallikaranai. The incident caused physical and mental disturbance to the people in the vicinity.

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There is an incredible rate of development in the Pallikaranai wetland. The sanctioning of many IT parks has resulted in countless high-rise office and residential buildings.

The campus of the National Institute of Ocean Technology (NIOT), Engineering and Dental Colleges, and Hospitals have been built on the marshland.

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One of the flyovers constructed in the midst of the marshland (Photo credit: N. Lalitha and C.R .Sivapradha)

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Velachery MRTS Railway station (Photo – Simply CVR)

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All these encroachments have led to building infrastructures such as the Velachery MRTS railway station, the flyovers, the road connecting old Mahabalipuram Road (OMR) and Pallavaram, etc., in the midst of the marshland.

Sadly, all these rampant developmentshave shrunk the water spread.

With policies in place to crack down on encroachment, illegal waste disposal, and poaching, there is still hope for saving the Pallikaranai wetland.

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Pallikaranai marsh, which was once a scenic wetland has lost its charm, mainly on account of rapid urbanisation. (Photo: M. Karunakaran)

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In 2007, to protect the remaining wetland from shrinking further, 317 hectares of the marsh were declared by notification as a reserve forest by the State of Tamilnadu.

Even so, it is the opinion of the scientists and researchers involved in the study of the wetland that an additional 150 hectares of undeveloped region located on both sides of the road connecting old Mahabalipuram Road (OMR) and Pallavaram that bisects the marsh should also be declared a forest reserve.

An official release on Friday,


June 9, 2006 the Tamil Nadu Pollution Control Board (TNPCB) underscores the need to protect the rare species of fauna and flora in the ecologically important wetland of Chennai.

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Dumping sewage into the Pallikaranai marshland.

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To retain the groundwater recharging potential the TNPCB banned the dumping of garbage and discharge of sewage and industrial effluents into the Pallikaranai marshland. The TNPCB directive states that untreated sewage should be discharged only into the sewage treatment plant operated by Metrowater at Perungudi. The TNPCB warned that violators of its directions would be Penalized without prior notice under section 15 (1) of the Environment (Protection) Act, 1986.

On June 10, 2006, The Hindu in an article titled “Dumping banned in Pallikaranai marsh” said:

The punishment under this section involves imprisonment for a term, which mayextend to five years or with fine, which may extend to Rs.1 lakh, or both. In cases of repeated violation, the penalty involves additional fine, which may extend to Rs. 5,000 for every day during which the contravention occurs, after the conviction for the first violation.

Further, if the violation continues beyond a period of one year after the date of first conviction, the offender is liable to be imprisoned for a term that may extend to seven years. According to the press note, the basis of the directive is a routine inspection of the Perungudi dump site and the marsh zone by the TNPCB, which found that unsegregated garbage along with other wastes emptied into the marshland by the Chennai Corporation and other local bodies as well as


private agencies. This garbage is burnt by ragpickers, causing nuisance to the residential areas and setting off air-pollution. The inspection also observed that untreated sewage collected from nearby areas in tanker lorries was being discharged into the marshland.

The TNPCB has also constituted a Local Area Environment Committee to protect the marsh. The public can refer any complaint on discharge of sewage or solid wastes into the marsh area by any agencies to this committee through the District Environmental Engineer, TNPCB, Tambaram (Phone 22266239). The Pollution Control Board’s announcement comes just days after a non-governmental initiative released the results of a recent study on air quality.

In April 2008, the Madras High Court directed the State Government of Tamilnadu to remove all encroachments on the Pallikaranai marshlands. The Madras Highguidelines, rules and regulations in relation to dumping of solid waste and discharge of sewage; to review the earlier studies done by various agencies, and the measures taken and proposed to protect the Pallikaranai marsh and render suggestions for restoration and protection of the marsh.

The committee would also suggest measures for remediation of the land, ground water, flora and fauna in the marsh and Seevaram, Pallikaranai, Thoraipakkam and Perungudi villages. It would also consider the cumulative aspects of dumping of garbage, discharge of sewage and conversion of the marshlands to other use and suggest scientific alternative methods of dumping of garbage and discharge of sewage in the light of the methods in other countries.

The committee would conduct public hearing to ascertain the views of the residents of the


four villages. The report should be made within six months, the Bench said.

Pending receipt of the report, the Chennai Corporation was directed not to permit their trucks to dump garbage on either side of the road and to remove the garbage already dumped on either side of 60 Feet Road abutting the residential areas and also the 200 feet road, within four weeks. It should demarcate the area of 200 acres which had been allotted to it by CMWSSB and further demarcate 106 acres which was actually used for dumping waste. Security at the dumping site should be increased to prevent incidents of fire. Appropriate scheme for segregating biodegradable and non-biodegradable wastes should be evolved and submitted to the court within three months.

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The Tamil Nadu Pollution Control Boardin its report in respect of the landfill at Perungudi submitted that the Chennai Corporation had not complied with the Municipal Solid Wastes (Management and Handling) Rules, 2000.

Seven years have passed since then, but even now, dumping of garbage and sewage in the Pallikaranai marshland by the Chennai metropolitan authorities goes on unabated.

On February 2, 1971, an international treaty for the conservation and wise use of sustainable wetlands called the ‘Ramsar Convention on Wetlands‘, was adopted in the Iranian city of Ramsar, on the shores of the Caspian Sea. It provided the framework for national action and international cooperation. In 1997, World Wetlands Day celebrated for the first time made an encouraging beginning.

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Wetland wallpaper (Photo credit: Jon Rieley-Goddard aka baldyblogger)

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Technically a wetland is defined as:

“An ecosystem that arises