What causes people to commit crime? Why do people need to commit crime? These are really important questions. We must think that these questions' answers.Crime ratings are getting increase by day by.In fact this situation has some reasons.
I think first reason is lack of education.Most of guilties are uneducated people because they don't know good or bad excatly. Uneducated people can commit crime easier than educated people because they need to learn good and bad so education is important.Thanks to education we can reduce crime ratings.
Second reason is psychological problems.Guilties who have some psychological problems are really common. In my opinion all guilties have some psychological problems because psychological problems push people to commit crime.Guilties who have some psychological problems, can continue to commit crime.If we want to stop them, they need to treat because of psychological problems.
Other reason can be friends or habits.It doesn't matter.Some people commit crime in some ways.If we educate them abou crime,we can reduce crime.I think education is important in this subject.
Written by Mehmet Aktaş
4 Mart 2010 Perşembe
MARRIAGE
I think marriage is important company but selection a partner is more important.In this point, there are some problems.For example marriage somebody from other country.
In my opinion marriage somebody from another country can be cause of some problems. First problem is language problem.Language is very important step in marriage.language difference affects partner's communication ans so this situation damages marriage. Second problem is opinion difference so this can affect badly marriage.the last problem and the most important problem is culture difference.I think our expectations, our opinions, our styles are different.All this problems damage company of marriage.Yes marriage somebody from another country has some problems but i think it has some good sides too.For example marriage somebody from another country can help us for culture exchange and so we can understand each others.
I think marriage somebody from another is unnecessary because there are a lot of people to marry.We dont need to import a partner to marry.
Written by :Mehmet Aktaş
In my opinion marriage somebody from another country can be cause of some problems. First problem is language problem.Language is very important step in marriage.language difference affects partner's communication ans so this situation damages marriage. Second problem is opinion difference so this can affect badly marriage.the last problem and the most important problem is culture difference.I think our expectations, our opinions, our styles are different.All this problems damage company of marriage.Yes marriage somebody from another country has some problems but i think it has some good sides too.For example marriage somebody from another country can help us for culture exchange and so we can understand each others.
I think marriage somebody from another is unnecessary because there are a lot of people to marry.We dont need to import a partner to marry.
Written by :Mehmet Aktaş
An ocean adventure
As i watch, the waves from the shore look fun andalmost innocent as they crest and then crash over one another.I can taste the salt in they air and watch little rainbows glisten through the prisms of the ocean's spray.The warm ocean watertoward the shore is coverd with foam and bubbles from the rumbling waves as children and their families play in the gritty tan colored sand.Ithink to myself. "This is perfect"
I make the final preparations on my Yamaha Waverunner.All of the fulid levels check full and there is a faint smell of gasoline mixed with the aromas of the salt and fish in the air.I am now ready to brave and jump the mighty ocean waves of South Padre Island
Before the truck backs the trailer into warm waters at the dock and lowers the Waverunner into the blue-green abyss, i crank the engine for a final system check.It roars powerfully, drowing out the sound of birds circling overhead, as thick black and grey smoke initially pours from the exhaust and then slowly drifts away on the wind's light brezee.I turn the impressive machine off to finish my final preparations.
As i put on the Jet Pilot lifejacketand tighten to thick blue straps, i remand myself to stay calm or not to make stupit or impulsive decisions during my journal into ocean.It is easy to push oneself to the limits and lose truck of reality.I must remember to respect Mother Nature at all times and keep in mind that i am not invincible.
I climb abroad the Waverunner and grab hold of the handbars, warm from the bright sun.Now the truck began to back up, gently lowering me on this powerful machine into the calm waters of the docking area.As i drift from the trailer, i take a moment to look around and enjoy the peaceful serenity of the smooth, almost galss-like water.
As i push the start button and the Waverunner roars to life,the power vibrates my seat at first and then settles into a soft rumble.I navigate my way through the docks until i am in the Channel.I can now press the throttle and hang on for a fun ride.While the waves throught the exit channel are only half of the size of the ocean's mighty waves, this gives me time to warm up, and get in sync with the powerful 135 horse powered Waverunner.I am now ready to take on the gulf of Mexico.
I drive out far enough to stay out of the foamy white surf.Suddenly, the ocean begans to crest around me.As i drive into waves,i am careful to only depress the throttle to maximum of half power.Anymore would be foolish and colud be cause a wipeout.I approach a wave with a perfect peak and at the ideal time.I gently squeeze the throttle and the loud roar of the engine fills my ears as the power pushes me up to the foamy white crest of the wave.
In an instant,i am no longer floating on the water, but i am soaring like the beautiful white birds through into misty air.In one brief moment, i look down and estimate that i am eight to ten feet in the air for a split second before i begin any descent back to the briny waters.In a flash the back end of the Waverunner sits down into the ocean with the front following in a rocking motion.All around me is a fine spray of the salty water.I have landed.
Salt and sweat mix to run down my face and into my mouth.I swallow some of the brackish mixture as i wipe my face with hand and then run my hand through my dripping hair to dry it out. I think to myself "What a way to spend an afternoon"
Soon, i notice that the sun is slowly fading in the west so i decide to turn back toward the docks.As i enter the enterance channel, i decide to return at a slower pace to enjoy my last few munites at sea.The sun reflects off the water in brillant colors of gold, orange and red.The beads of sweat and water glimmer on my bronze skin in the vanishing rays of light.
To my surprise, i look out and see smooth gray hump with a dorsal fin surface about twenty feet in front of me.It is a dolphin!What a beatiful sight.At this intelligent creaturesiledes back under the ocean's surface, i spot two more dolphins and then another joıns them.The first dolphin emerges again to make a total of four.They are swimming in front of me,playing in the surf.It is almost as if they areleading me to shore.As idle through the channel, they slowly disappear back to their home in the Gulf.
Once the dolphins are gone, i gently squeeze the throttle and head back to the docks.With a final look back a see the sun's reflection off of the glassy smooth water as the ripples of my wake break the surface behind.I think about what a wanderful experience this day has been .
Approaching the boat trailer, i realize how physically tired i am front constant rush of adrenaline brought by my adventures.I have the memories of the exciting jumps of thw waves and vivid pictures in my mind of graceful dolphins swimming in the sunset.I am ready to go home..
Written by :Chris Croom
I make the final preparations on my Yamaha Waverunner.All of the fulid levels check full and there is a faint smell of gasoline mixed with the aromas of the salt and fish in the air.I am now ready to brave and jump the mighty ocean waves of South Padre Island
Before the truck backs the trailer into warm waters at the dock and lowers the Waverunner into the blue-green abyss, i crank the engine for a final system check.It roars powerfully, drowing out the sound of birds circling overhead, as thick black and grey smoke initially pours from the exhaust and then slowly drifts away on the wind's light brezee.I turn the impressive machine off to finish my final preparations.
As i put on the Jet Pilot lifejacketand tighten to thick blue straps, i remand myself to stay calm or not to make stupit or impulsive decisions during my journal into ocean.It is easy to push oneself to the limits and lose truck of reality.I must remember to respect Mother Nature at all times and keep in mind that i am not invincible.
I climb abroad the Waverunner and grab hold of the handbars, warm from the bright sun.Now the truck began to back up, gently lowering me on this powerful machine into the calm waters of the docking area.As i drift from the trailer, i take a moment to look around and enjoy the peaceful serenity of the smooth, almost galss-like water.
As i push the start button and the Waverunner roars to life,the power vibrates my seat at first and then settles into a soft rumble.I navigate my way through the docks until i am in the Channel.I can now press the throttle and hang on for a fun ride.While the waves throught the exit channel are only half of the size of the ocean's mighty waves, this gives me time to warm up, and get in sync with the powerful 135 horse powered Waverunner.I am now ready to take on the gulf of Mexico.
I drive out far enough to stay out of the foamy white surf.Suddenly, the ocean begans to crest around me.As i drive into waves,i am careful to only depress the throttle to maximum of half power.Anymore would be foolish and colud be cause a wipeout.I approach a wave with a perfect peak and at the ideal time.I gently squeeze the throttle and the loud roar of the engine fills my ears as the power pushes me up to the foamy white crest of the wave.
In an instant,i am no longer floating on the water, but i am soaring like the beautiful white birds through into misty air.In one brief moment, i look down and estimate that i am eight to ten feet in the air for a split second before i begin any descent back to the briny waters.In a flash the back end of the Waverunner sits down into the ocean with the front following in a rocking motion.All around me is a fine spray of the salty water.I have landed.
Salt and sweat mix to run down my face and into my mouth.I swallow some of the brackish mixture as i wipe my face with hand and then run my hand through my dripping hair to dry it out. I think to myself "What a way to spend an afternoon"
Soon, i notice that the sun is slowly fading in the west so i decide to turn back toward the docks.As i enter the enterance channel, i decide to return at a slower pace to enjoy my last few munites at sea.The sun reflects off the water in brillant colors of gold, orange and red.The beads of sweat and water glimmer on my bronze skin in the vanishing rays of light.
To my surprise, i look out and see smooth gray hump with a dorsal fin surface about twenty feet in front of me.It is a dolphin!What a beatiful sight.At this intelligent creaturesiledes back under the ocean's surface, i spot two more dolphins and then another joıns them.The first dolphin emerges again to make a total of four.They are swimming in front of me,playing in the surf.It is almost as if they areleading me to shore.As idle through the channel, they slowly disappear back to their home in the Gulf.
Once the dolphins are gone, i gently squeeze the throttle and head back to the docks.With a final look back a see the sun's reflection off of the glassy smooth water as the ripples of my wake break the surface behind.I think about what a wanderful experience this day has been .
Approaching the boat trailer, i realize how physically tired i am front constant rush of adrenaline brought by my adventures.I have the memories of the exciting jumps of thw waves and vivid pictures in my mind of graceful dolphins swimming in the sunset.I am ready to go home..
Written by :Chris Croom
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