Similarities and Differences with Search Engines

For my unit 4 assignment, the three search engines I chose to use were Google, Bing, and Yandex to research my football concussions topic. There were multiple similarities and differences between the three I used. Similarities that stood out were they all have a search box, they all are simple to use to search information, they all have ads that pop up while searching, they all have their own images, maps, and email. Differences that stood out were Bing gives out the best autocomplete suggestions versus the other two, Google looks the simplest/easiest to search on, Bing looks the most aesthetic, and Yandex looks complex. Lastly, Yandex did not have a search with a microphone button, but Google and Bing did.

Michael Hayes Blog- LT 2010

Hey!

My name is Michael Hayes and I am from Florence, SC. I am a sophomore here at Georgia State University and I am majoring in Sports Administration. Fun fact about me: I am the punter on the football team here. During my very little free time, I enjoy hanging out with friends, going out and partying, and watching Netflix.

Tool Inventory
1. Task 2. Tools 3. Reasons
You have to lead an online presentation on the contents of your history term paper. Microsoft Powerpoint

Zoom

I would use Zoom to lead my presentation while being online. I would use Microsoft Powerpoint to display my information through Zoom to everyone else. 
The final exam for your economics course is coming up, and you need to collect all of your and your classmates’ online resources for a study guide. Quizlet

Google Document

I would use Quizlet because you can make study cards and flashcards with different information through that website. I would use google document to collect all the information together on a shared document where we would all be on the document together as a class.
You need to create an interactive tour of Berlin as an assignment for your study abroad program. Video from phone/USB

Web Page

I would use video footage from my phone and store it on a USB for the “tour” of Berlin. I would use a web page to upload the video footage to show my study abroad program. 
You and a group of your classmates have been asked to do a collaborative research project on how Facebook has affected the social habits of young adults. Google slides

Group me

I would use google slides to collect all the information together on a shared slide document where we would all be on the slides together as a group. I would use group me to keep in contact with my group mates and make sure everyone is staying on top of things. 

Voting Rights Act was signed! #JohnLewis #March

Dear Mr. Lewis,

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While reading pages 173-246 and finishing your book MARCH altogether, many things were unpleasant, but the ending left me in a better state of mind. Threats and violence directed towards African Americans, along with murders from white folks, took place in these pages. Innocent humans, we are talking about here. They have not done anything wrong, just merely standing up for what they believe in and being more than discriminated against for it.

Martin Luther King Jr. gave a speech to the mixed-race community in Montogomery, Alabama, at the Capitol rally. He spoke about no lie, being able to live forever. His speech did not sink into the hearts of the crowd members in attendance. Afterward, a 39-year old mother helped shuttle volunteers back to Selma from Montgomery and got followed from the rally by someone else in a car belonging to the KKK. They pulled up alongside her vehicle and fired a single bullet through the car window, killing her. All she was trying to do was help shuttle volunteers back to Selma. I do not understand the hate in people’s hearts that makes them do the things that they do.

On August 6th, 1965, the Voting Rights Act was signed into law by President Lydon Johnson. All the pointless killings and blood that was shed from fearless African American protestors, all the tears shed, all the hours spent rallying with the SNCC, and all the planning to make our nation become a better place to live was finally worth it. In the final pages of the book, it showed two men of different races getting along together and carrying along a conversation with one another. This had very rarely been exhibited throughout the whole story, and this time, it showed peace starting to settle between the two races. I felt fulfilled after seeing the pictures and dialogue from the comic strips as I viewed the very last page.

Sincerely,

 

Michael Hayes

Homelessness in Downtown Atlanta

My name is Michael Hayes, and I am a Freshman student-athlete at Georgia State University in Atlanta, Georgia. The issue shown in my analysis is important to me because homelessness is a disturbing situation that I see every day in Downtown Atlanta. I am from a small, rural town in South Carolina called Florence. In Florence, homelessness is not an issue, and it is not talked about or brought to one’s attention. Immediately when I moved here, I noticed way too many people on the sidewalks and streets begging for money that were homeless and needed help. This societal issue is one that is swept under the rug many times and never gets a solution or answer. Getting homeless people off the streets and sidewalks and into permanent supportive housing is the answer to this city.

At the corner of Courtland Street Southeast

Outside of Student Center East on the sidewalk

The Student Center faces Gilmer street at the corner of Courtland Street Southeast. Something is always going on in a big city! Cars, buses, people, are all moving throughout the busy city on the shiny, black paved roads and sidewalks, along with the trees in the breeze. As the stoplights on intersecting streets turn from red to green, the panther express busses sluggishly go down Gilmer and Courtland Street. Green route, blue route, purple route all picking up and dropping students off. The students get off the shuttles talking loudly and all head in different directions away from the drop off location. Homeless folks roam the streets and sidewalks, in the heart of Downtown Atlanta at Georgia State University, outside of Student Center East. They are begging for money, food, and shelter.

Hundreds of tall buildings hover over Student Center East. Shiny, luxurious door frames gleam from the sunlight to enter these buildings. Electric red doormats await inside of these doors to wipe the dirty bottoms of city shoes off. Bright lights shine from the high ceilings to brighten the elegance of the wealthy building rooms. The homeless citizens of this city wander on the sidewalks, just feet away from these fancy building entrances. Some attempt to stay inside for a while to rest but are eventually kicked out. Hundreds of people are going in different directions. Hundreds of cars, buses, and shuttles are going in different directions as well. The dead autumn leaves blowing off of the trees are going in different directions, with the wind swirling around the enormous sky scrappers.

Homeless man begging for money with his hat

Homeless man begging for money
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On the other hand, the homeless people are going in the same direction. They walk down the streets and sidewalks together. The homeless people in this city do not blend in or go unnoticed. Most of them stick together as if they are a pack or a close-knit family. Wherever one goes, another one follows. There are tunnels throughout the city where they establish tiny communities inside of the underpasses where they stash all of their supplies and findings. Outside of Student Center East, a few linger around and beg for a dollar or extra pocket change from as many individuals as they can that give them any attention. Some take their hats off their heads and shake it back and forth, hoping to grab a generous soul’s heartstrings. A couple of coins or dollar bills add up inside of the hat as time passes by, and the sun gets lower and lower to the horizon line.

There is no roof over their heads, a bed to sleep in at nighttime, food to eat, clean water to drink, a bathroom to use, clean clothes, working air conditioning during the summers, and working heat during the winters. A bridge is the roof over their heads. The concrete is their bed, along with a blanket, towel, or piece of cardboard. Trash cans are dug through to find half-eaten food scraps for their meals. Their bathroom is outside anywhere that they can find a space. The clothes they wear have stains, smudges, and dirt on them. Do not judge these people when you see them because you do not know what they have been through, and you could end up like them. 

What this analysis proved is that homelessness is a problem in downtown Atlanta. The fact that these homeless individuals have nowhere to go besides under a bridge and wrap up in a blanket is startling. It is alarming to see people living outside, under a bridge when it is cold outside and walking around begging for money for food. There is always more to their story than what they tell you or what you assume. You never know what a person has been through in his/her lifetime or what made them end up there. Homeless people need to get help and assistance for their health-related limitations and chronic diseases. They should not get overlooked because they are living on the streets and sidewalks. Help them off the streets and sidewalks and into permanent supportive housing units so they can get treated and live like an average person.

Let African Americans vote! #JohnLewis #March

Dear Mr. Lewis,

While reading pages 100-173 in your book, MARCH, many things disturbed me. Irate is a word that would describe how I feel towards the information I retained from the story. As I read, I thought to myself, how can people in this world be so cruel and violent? Especially if that group of people have not done anything wrong to deserve those actions towards them.

The biggest issue in this book is racism and discrimination of African Americans. Still, the main problem that is getting fought for through council meetings, protests, and actual fights is the fact that African Americans are not allowed to vote. White people are doing everything in their power to keep this from happening. If it involves violence, they go down that route to try to keep things the way they are, and that is segregated and discriminated against. Several courageous black citizens in the SCLC organization were injured from baseball bats, punches from white fists, and other weapons due to trying to stand up for their rights. Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X gave the black race someone to look up to with their leadership trough these tough times with speeches to large amounts of people about voting rights as well.

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There was an instance where the white population turned violence into murder. Manslaughter of three African American lives. The three bodies were found with a bulldozer, and they were buried in the ground of Neshoba County. We are currently living in 2019, and this type of stuff does not go on anymore in terms of voting rights, thankfully. There is still racism, discrimination, and segregation, though. We, as a nation, need to unite together and treat each other with respect no matter what color our skin is. It should not matter if you are even blue; a human is a human.

Sincerely,

 

Michael Hayes

What’s IN a Space?

My name is Michael Hayes, and I am a kicker and punter for the football team at Georgia State University. I am more than an athlete, though. I am a student-athlete. The space I chose to sit in and observe is study hall. Just like any other student-athlete, I have to attend study hall twice a week. These sessions take place in the academic office room, inside of Georgia State University’s Stadium. The purpose of study hall is to focus and spend time completing assignments with the assistance of intelligent mentors around.

The reason I chose the athletic study hall room to write about is because it is a quiet environment most of the time. I am in this large, dull room a good bit as well, even in the summers. I do not necessarily enjoy being in the room, but it serves a useful purpose. I felt like this spot would be a perfect place to sit back and reflect on the happenings around the room because not much goes on. Paying close attention to details is easier as well because you are just sitting back and observing.

In the room, are shiny, wooden tables aligned in rows with gleaming computer monitors, a mouse, and a keyboard on top of the tables. Under each table and at each computer, is a bright, black leather chair. In the corner of the room, sits a large, fancy, white touchscreen printer with lots of paper inside it, under a gleaming light. A few of my football teammates, Qua, Seth, and Connor, are sitting in this space with me, spread out across the room at a computer, completing their class assignments. There are five academic advisors in study hall as well: Mr. Stovall, Stephanie, Scott, Valana, and Dartez. Three out of the five of them have their own offices, which are in the room as well. They sometimes bring us student-athletes into their offices to have a heart to heart about our grades. If you go into any of the three offices, you know a severe conversation is about to go down. Their job is to help us athletes complete our homework assignments, make sure we finish/turn the assignments in, and be accessible for questions we have. They are not there to do the work for us, only to assist us with needed help.

A societal issue that comes to mind while I am in this in the academic office space is poverty and homelessness. I see it every day here in Atlanta, and I have not been used to it. Coming from a somewhat small, rural town in South Carolina,  I never thought about it. Walking to class, walking to the cafe, driving to the grocery store are all times that I notice poverty from the homeless people on the side of the street. As humans, we take simple things for granted every single day. I am thankful to be apart of a University that cares about athletes enough to provide us with the resources we need to be successful in the classroom, as well as on the field. If I were homeless and poor, I would not have a large study hall room with tutors to help and push me to complete my work. I would not have a fancy touchscreen printer and computers to complete my class assignments. I would not have these resources around me to better myself in the classroom. 

It was interesting observing what was IN the study hall space and what was happening around me in the room. Usually, I am strictly in there to do my work and leave as fast as I possibly can. While I sat back and observed, I noticed lots of details for different things in the room. The luxurious leather chairs we have, the new shiny computers, the touchscreen printer are all examples. I am thankful to have these things around me to assist my learning.

Computer

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All men should be treated equally! #MARCH #JohnLewis

Dear Mr. Lewis,

As I read the comic strips and looked at the vivid drawings in pages 25-99 in the book, MARCH, by John Lewis, anger was still the outmost feeling that I felt. As I flipped through the pages, what stood out to me the most was the fact that African Americans were not allowed to vote. They all had to form together and fight for their right to get into the registration lines. One way they did this was by creating a group called the SNCC. Furthermore, even after that happened, there was no guarantee they would get their vote in because the white people working the registration, would purposely give each one of them a hard time and drastically slow down the process.

In the pages I read, most of the story took place in Mississippi. I cannot wrap my head around the fact that our nation is so racist and discriminatory. The white police officers would not let the black people, who had been standing in the hot sunlight for hours, get out of the registration voting lines for food, water, or even to use the bathroom. A couple of African Americans that got successfully through the line, left and bought food and water for the people still waiting. As a result of that, the white police officers beat the suppliers with baseball bats and destroyed the food and water. The SNCC group that was formed decided they would no longer stand for this type of stuff anymore. They had onehundred plus people on staff, along with three hundred plus students that showed up for the first week of their training. The purpose of this group was to get younger African American’s voices heard. I think this is a great movement that was established!

Sincerely,

 

Michael Hayes

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Let’s Stop Racism! #MARCH #JohnLewis

Dear Mr. Lewis,

In the first twenty three pages of your book MARCH, I felt an anger boil inside of me while my eyes read the black-inked words from left to right, down each page. Why would someone have the motive to bomb a church? Why would teenagers drive through town to celebrate the deaths of four young aged girls from the church bombing? Why would another group of white teenagers, that were Eagle Scouts shoot a thirteen year old black boy off a bike who was minding his own business? And finally, why would a white police officer shoot and kill a black, sixteen year old innocent boy?

Twenty one were injured and four were killed from the church bombing. Each soul harmed was a child. It was annual “youth day” and the church had several young aged people in attendance. When the group of white, male teenagers drove through town waving their confederate flag, celebrating the deaths of those girls from the bombing, they passed three black male teenagers and threw an object at them, trying to hit one of them. In their defense, they all picked up rocks and started throwing them at the boys in the car. A white police officer noticed and put his sirens on. He cornered one of the three black teenagers when everyone attempted to scatter and then shot him dead. He claimed it was an accident and wasn’t indicted.

These incidents should not have happened back then and they definitely should not be happening in today’s world. As a nation, we need to put an end to racism and discrimination. God made us the way that we are for a reason and we need to treat one another with respect and kindness, regardless of someone’s skin color!

Sincerely,

 

Michael Hayes

Author of book, MARCH

John Lewis
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Lewis_(civil_rights_leader)

Writing notebook

1st grade yearbook picture

2007

My earliest literacy experience that I remember was in the first grade, at seven years old. I was at Dewey L. Carter Elementary School, in a small classroom, with roughly twenty students. There were several books, stacked nicely on multiple colorful bookshelves, alongside the brick walls. My teacher’s name was Mrs. Lee, and she had an assistant named Mrs. Pigate. I remember Mrs. Lee reading us stories, out of the books on the bookshelves once or twice a week. I looked forward to those days every day. During other days, Mrs. Pigate would spell words out, on the projector and make us read them aloud, individually. She would also make us students spell words that she called out, letter for letter, in front of the classroom. I also remember being given a notebook to write our thoughts down on paper and make words in sentences and sentences into paragraphs. I was excited when I was given this notebook because I felt like I could share all my thoughts by writing them down into it. It was almost like a Christmas gift. I could not wait to use it alongside the rest of my friends and then share our thoughts. Our teacher told us that not everybody got a notebook because there wasn’t enough and she gave out the notebooks to the students she felt like loved to write. That made me happy to know that she noticed I liked to write. The other students that did not receive a notebook couldn’t have cared less because they didn’t enjoy to write. These memories from the first grade built a foundation for where I am today.

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