Complete this discussion with one (1) original Post of at least 250 words and two (2) replies to peer Posts of at least 100 words each. Example for reply, “I agree because …” and explain reason, OR “I disagree because …” and explain reason. Always use complete sentences, academic language and content. You must complete your original post before you can view others to reply. After clicking REPLY under the prompt, type the original Post in the text entry window and click POST REPLY. To reply to others, scroll through the original peer posts to read, click REPLY below peer name, type your reply in the text entry window and click POST REPLY. When so many others appear to be cheating around you, it's hard to convince yourself that integrity, policies and consequences are even relevant. In your own words, explain how administration, staff and students can establish, support, encourage and pledge academic integrity at Union High School.

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On her zoo blog, bindi describes the experience of walking the red carpet with her mum that evening, and the unmatched joy of what happened soon after. “all the categories came up, but then mine did! they said all these top actresses' names then my name! the guy said 'and the winner is . . ’ . . my heart stopped . . ‘bindi irwin! ’ i could not believe it, i won! i was amazed, in tears, i could hardly talk! i’ll never forget that great trip! ” what does the hyperbole in the excerpt the reader understand about bindi? she had a medical problem. she was extremely frightened. she became very excited. she won an important award.

Industrialization in europe changed the way people lived. the urban working class came into being, and with it came the drudgery of work. which two parts of this excerpt from franz kafka's the metamorphosis most closely reflect this impact of industrialization on people's lives? "what's happened to me? " he thought. it wasn't a dream. his room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. a collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table—samsa was a travelling salesman—and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. it showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. "how about if i sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense," he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn't get into that position. however hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was. he must have tried it a hundred times, shut his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look at the floundering legs, and only stopped when he began to feel a mild, dull pain there that he had never felt before. "oh, no", he thought, "what a strenuous career it is that i've chosen! travelling day in and day out. doing business like this takes much more effort than doing your own business at home, and on top of that there's the curse of travelling, worries about making train connections, bad and irregular food, contact with different people all the time so that you can never get to know anyone or become friendly with them. they can all go away! " he felt a slight itch up on his belly; pushed himself slowly up on his back towards the headboard so that he could lift his head better; found where the itch was, and saw that it was covered with lots of little white spots which he didn't know what to make of; and when he tried to feel the place with one of his legs he drew it quickly back because as soon as he touched it he was overcome by a cold shudder. he slid back into his former position. "getting up early all the time", he thought, "it makes you stupid. you've got to get enough sleep. other travelling salesmen live a life of luxury. for instance, whenever i go back to the guest house during the morning to copy out the contract, these gentlemen are always still sitting there eating their breakfasts. i ought to just try that with my boss; i'd get kicked out on the spot. but who knows, maybe that would be the best thing for me. if i didn't have my parents to think about i'd have given in my notice a long time ago, i'd have gone up to the boss and told him just what i think, tell him everything i would, let him know just what i feel."