Impression effect

 http://jackchen2012.blogetery.com/2012/09/10/be-badly-in-need-of-happiness/
In 1910, the German habit by Hein Roth in the course of the experiment, and found a very interesting phenomenon: just hatched Gosling, instinctively follow it at the first sight of his mother. However, if it is the first sight is not their mother, but the other objects of activities, it will automatically follow. It is particularly important, once the gosling formed on an object in the following reaction, it is no longer possible to other objects form the following reaction. In technical terms, the following reaction formation is irreversible, and in popular language, it only recognize the first, ignoring the second.
This was later another German habit by Lorenz called " impression effect " phenomenon exists not only in the lower animal, but also exists among human beings. Almost all the psychologists and sociologists all know, for initially receiving information and the initial contact people are impressed with their human, " the effect of the first " concept to express the human accept the information of this feature.
So we find, in any human is known as the " first" things have the day students interest and have a strong memory skills. Inadvertently, you can list many first. As the world's highest peak, the first emperor of China, the United States of America 's first president, the first man on the moon and so on, but the next second? You may not say a few. Look, man is like the goslings, admitted the first, ignoring the second.
In life, people also have a soft spot for the first love, you will remember the first teacher; first day; first love and so on, but in second it is no deep impression. In the company second-in-command will not be noticed, unless he has the potential to become the first hand; in the market the first brand market share is often in multiples of second ... ...
Reviews: better be the head of, don't do. The people living in the shadow, as to another world. Of course, this depends on one's ability to decide, if you do not have a strong ability to develop or still in the learning stage, then as with the others behind the buttocks, at least smaller risk.

Another one

 http://jackchen2012.blogetery.com/2012/09/08/red-the-color-of-pain/
When I was young, read an article, description of a primary school girl, every day the first one to get to school, first to the classroom, wait for the day. Her classmates met her, asked her why so early to school every day, she with a shy smile, to answer the question.
Originally, her study is not how appearance, ordinary, at home in the middle, she never know " first name " a taste of what. One time, she found that when she first arrived at the classroom, he accidentally received a similar " first name " joy. She is very happy, but also look forward to.
As she walked, the students show little secret in my heart, body exudes a hope and joy. Close to the classroom, her heart even raised a bit of excitement and pleasure ... ... Unexpectedly, her classmates a stride forward cross in the past, opened the classroom door, " the first " rushed in, and then looked back, his smile of triumph. Her light suddenly flies away, her heart was sore. She choked back the tears, talk a word: " first, is my, how can you ... ... " She didn't say these words, say, she even this " first " also lost.
Forget that at the age of reading this article, just remember that can feel the feelings of the little girl, because I was always with the " first name " people who missed, even, with home adults out of time, even the taste of " first " to the school have the opportunity to taste.
Grown up, more profound experience " first name " actually has turned into a colorful wings, in different fields appear : someone at the school in the first fight; someone at work to head list, even after the lovers, the sound of a sentence: is it right? " I asked you most for love? "
I remember one time, friends Hui heartache once said to me, she don't have two good friends, because in the same space, she only has one of the most loved, therefore, she is often faced with the choice of pain, and I do not know how to go to the placement of two tied to the feelings.
At first, one might think, she refers to the heterosexual love affair, but unfortunately, the real situation is, even same-sex friendship, as she was embarrassed at.
My another friend Lin, do not be like another: heat, full of wit, often community impressiveness hot, know forest nearly everyone can feel his passion to pay. With young friend communication, is a comfort was easily wounded heart; active concern around friends, is the hope in the cold alienated living space, infuse a little bit of love and warmth.
Recently, that he has had a girlfriend, I couldn't stop teasing him: " now that I am in your mind what? " he to do, he replied: " the first. " I am extremely incredulously watched him, ask again: " how could the little trick. " He grinned, then said: " of course the first row, another one. "
I smiled bent the waist, not blame his cunning, or admire his wit. Indeed, in the line of the columns, each people are expected to be the first. In fact, to get the first is easy, if you are willing to trade a role, as long as " the other one ", everybody is the first, but the natural world, much less vague dispute. This is not good?

Please keep the secret for me

 http://jackchen2012.edublogs.org/2012/09/07/pain/
It is the very next day of the new school at three o'clock in the afternoon, fat Logistics Department of Changan Delve got third batch of children. There is a total of 12, just can fill our small barber shop. School will begin tomorrow, the military training, military command of this newly introduced new rules: each small soldiers on their caps, seen from behind is best not distinguish gender. They let the L4 year-old children experience a month without men and women of other military life. The children twitters, as if their will on the front like excited. They also dare to show preferences, especially handsome tall and wearing fashionable Beek, the children into a barber shop put eyes on him, Beek is our shop the most provoking girl like barber. But there is a girl, that has a cute curly red hair, wearing a white bubbles princess dress girl, she looks not happy at all.
She is reluctant to cut off her head and shoulder and red hair, dark blue eyes filled with tears.
But Beek just took a fancy to her, he gave a loud whistle, and she beckoned: " little angel, can I help you? " Girl students started heckling, the envious eyes on her, but she took a step backward, say coldly: " thank you! I'm afraid I don't believe you craft! " Her remark shop people laugh, when children are selected by their barber. The fast 50 years old swivel chair but no one. I'm not sure that red hair girl will not come to me, but I was walking towards her. Reach out to touch her hair that moment, she quickly jumped screaming, her hands tightly holding the hair at the look of horror on my.
With my 20 years as a barber's experience, I know that girl, why did not choose their own barber reason. The other 11 children began to complain that she delay all the time, Ann Delve also went to her. I reached out to her, she hesitated a second half, finally hand timidly handed over.
In the bathroom to wash my hair, I found the girl's shoulder in the trembling slightly, along with her three classmates. My hand gently touched her hair, the other hand carefully watering, washing oil squeeze. Give her wet hair bag big towel, I smiled she smiled, " Oh, pretty baby. "
The other children were finished, some of the girls went to Lana with my scissors. Lana nervously to they don't wait for her to go back. So I smiled and told them: " you around I hurt Lana to do? " The children quietly stand aside.
I began to carefully to Lana barber. Red wig volume continuously from my scissors fly out, like a flying dragonfly. I never took such a long time -- is very long, I spent one and a half hour for a 14 year old girl cut a simple Qier bob. But all of Lana's classmates all say, Bob Lana is more lovely. Lana jumped off the chair to stand in front of a mirror, I see her heart is filled with joy, seems to have something to say to me. When they reached the door, she seems very big determination, running back, timidly said: " Grandpa, you squat down, I have a word with you. " I smiled at her, squat down. She came to my ears, gently said: " can you help me ... ... Keep it a secret? " I looked at her, out of my little finger ... ...
This a few years later, Lana would often accompany her classmate comes to our shop to cut hair. In recent years she has been a beautiful red hair, always so long, always so charming artful beautiful, three years just trim off a red hair. Sometimes she would say: " Uncle Sam, the day before yesterday I to cut hair when you wear the black shirt looks really good! " I just smiled and replied: " I was almost put her your forehead hair cut out. " In fact, she was not the second cut her hair, and I was willing to work for her protection of the secret, because Lana is so beautiful and clever a child, then I will help her to hide the secret not to let others know good.
Lana graduated from the day before came to my barber shop, she said: " thank you, uncle Sam, because you make me perfect happy times of middle school. " I patted her shoulder and said: " no matter how many difficulties encountered in the future, please believe that you are the one and only. "
Time went on, I put the barber shop to take care of Lana son, the girl also gradually fade from memory. But one day, the son suddenly to me a parcel from Paris. I opened, Paris is a famous fashion magazine, the cover is a tall, beautiful head model. I turned to the directory, a title: " Lana: head models beautiful life legend ". My tears slowly fall, Lana, the 10 years to come to our shop to cut hair girl, she is now famous Paris model. During the interview she said: " in those I still have no hair was eager to long hair flying days, there is a kind-hearted uncle Sam to protect me the hypocrisy of the secret. But when I really want to head show and therefore fame, I want to thank most is still you, my dearest uncle Sam ... ... "

The sea lions

 http://jackchen2012.blogetery.com/2012/09/06/junior-class/
Fisherman's Wharf, a place where tourists can only sea lions, remote viewing, the dock on the dock of the United States Navy: " here all, feeding, throw or intimidation sea lions, brought to justice. "
The United States of America in the protection of wild animal that, really is one of the advanced countries, even " scare " animal will be brought to justice! It was when a group of children to watch the sea lions, chattering and went to the dock, led by two young female teacher, originally is the kindergarten teacher with little friends to see the sea lions, outdoor education. On the pier side of the adults have the best viewing seat to give children -- in the comity and cherish the elderly women in this regard, the United States is the advanced countries.
I heard the kindergarten teacher says to the child: " did you see that seal the neck of a circle? "
Yes.
" The necklace, but its wounds, the sea lion when playing in the sea, and saw a collar, it crept into play, did not think of drilling to take not to come out, the little sea lions have been grown up, more and more tight collar, sank into the meat, bleeding, pain, in the it soon was strangled before being found, the coil is cut off to be saved. "
Little friends listening attentively, face a painful expression.
" So, you don't throw anything into the sea, may kill a sea lion. "
The teacher took the little friend is gone.
I am in the morning the fisherman's Wharf was deeply moved, this is the best education, I hope our teachers can such education child.
The collar is ignorant and barbaric collar, many of our adults wearing the collar and not even know it.
We are to teach the children to understand the love and care for all, to take down our ignorance and savage collar!

Disappearing ink

 http://jackchen2012.blogetery.com/2012/09/05/son-of-promotion/
Li Yun is my classmate, she is a year older than me, often called me. We live in a room together, eat together, class, go to the movies ... ... My classmates think accordingly we are good friends.
However, I always think, Li Yun could not and I become friends: she was an only child, family is very wealthy; but I, just from a poor family farmhouse daughter.
Li Yun often dine and asked me to eat Macdonald, KFC, but each time was my refusal.
Later, I asked Li Yun to eat two times in our hometown specialty -- orange. This makes Li Yun finally found to convince my reason: " kid, I will repay you! " Thereafter, Li Yun asked me to eat Macdonald, KFC, I didn't refuse.
One day, she wore a new powder white windbreaker, like a swan, and ugly like me into the classroom, and then sit together to study. I used to spin up no pen pen pen, one not careful, breaking my finger constraint, not obedient to the body of Li Yun. When Li Yun understood, her coat 's breast, have been inked a small -- another around a few color slightly pale spot.
"Little devil! " Li Yun instantly became red with anger, turned his head towards me to roar a sentence.
I know I can't afford that dress, because of the special circumstances, Li Yun spent 368 yuan -- that's my one and a half months living expenses. So, I harbored guilt, fear and carefully and said to her: " under the self-study, i ... ... I help you ... ... Wash! " " No, we have specially used for removing ink stains detergent, next week I take home to wash, it should be no problem. " Attentive Li Yunhen quick to sense my fear, then press the anger, in turn, comforted me and said, " Okay, good self-study. "
I hear, slightly relieved some of the heart.
Half a month later, Li Yun put on a pink and white coat, it really become clean, a little ink can not see. The guilt I slowly disappear.
Thereafter, we still have a meal together, study together, go to the movies ... ... But Li Yun still can't completely into my mind -- I think, the reason why Li Yun didn't change the attitude to me, is because the ink wash -- if not the ink wash, Li Yun would do to me?
Soon, a winter holiday. Because of the way, I and several classmates halfway to Li Yun's house. In Li Yun's bedroom, I accidentally saw a hanging in the closet corner: the white background coat will be above the ink off outside the score eye-catching ... ...
For a moment, what I see. At the same time, a moving things, suddenly broke in my mind that " watershed" -- I walked past, hold Li Yun, cry ... ...

Junior class

 http://jackchen2012.blogetery.com/2012/09/04/the-feast/
The teacher thought I was a troublemaker.
At home I never read hate and humiliated, but in school, but someone gave me this lesson. At that time, I like the last girl named Helen Tucker, she has a fair complexion, braids, elegant manners. She was always neatly dressed, in the classroom of quick response. Now, when I go to school is most probably to see her. I comb my hair, and even got yourself a crummy little handkerchief. The handkerchief is a woman too, I just don't want Helen to see me wiped his nose. Water freezes again, home without water, but every night I want to wash the socks and shirts. I always take the kettle to the grocery store, Mr., kettle into his cold cabinets, scoop out some crushed ice. At night, the ice melts into water, can wash. That winter, I often fall ill, because at night the fire died out, but the laundry is not dried, the very next day morning, whether it is dry is wet I have to put on. I only then some clothes.
Everyone has their own idea of Helen Tucker, this means that all your dreams. I like her, because she is kind, pure, lovely. Whenever she along the street. My house, my brothers and sisters will shout: "Helen is coming. " And I put the tennis shoes put on pants back rub, and hope that my hair not so untidy, I wear white shirt is fit to me. After that I ran to the street. If I am out of inferiority was afraid to get close to her, she will be my wink, ask me. It is a wonderful feeling. Sometimes I take her home, to her hallway snow shovel, and strongly with her mother and aunt. Some late night from the hotel, I finished the shoeshine alive, would she sit on porch. Her father, but he has a good job, when the paperhanger.
That day is a Thursday. I sit at the back of a chalk drawing circle around the seat, the seat is " idiot ", dedicated to the demon sitting.
The teacher thought I was stupid, can't spell, can't read, also won't do arithmetic, it's stupid won't listen to reason. Never ignore your absent-minded teacher reasons, regardless of whether you because of hunger, because of not eating breakfast. And you always think of is: lunch time how not to? Maybe you can quietly into the room, the other children in his coat pocket Chinese ate a mouth, eat a tomato sauce. You just can't really put tomato sauce to eat, or is coated on the bread to make sandwiches. But sometimes I will put in the back of the classroom from the jam jar scoop scoops out. When you're hungry, tomato sauce taste not too bad.
The teacher thought I was a troublemaker. She is from the front of the classroom to see all, is a black boy sitting in his " idiot " special move, make noise, and from time to time poking at classmates around him. I think she will not understand, the quiet boy is to make people aware of his presence.
That day is a Thursday, which is black the relief on the day before the. The teacher to every one of the students go home to ask father intended for community fund donated much money on the next Monday, bring the money. I decided to donate money out, let others think that I also have my father. There is some money in my pocket, I was shining shoes and selling newspapers earn. Whatever Helen for her father promised to donate much money, I will be more than her, and immediately pay, I do not want to wait until next Monday to let people think I have a father.
I trembled, scared to death. The teacher opened the roster, beginning alphabetical roll call.
" Helen Tucker? "
" My dad said to donate 2 dollars and 50 cents. "
" Very good, Helen. Really good. "
I feel quite happy, exceed this number is not in trouble, I has 3 dollars in his pocket, is 10 cents, and 25 cents to none. I reached into my pocket, took the money, waiting for the teacher to my name. But she had the class all the names of other people, put the roster closed.

Read between the

http://jackchen2012.blogetery.com/2012/09/03/1500-euros-of-moral-bottom-line/
At eleven thirty, she also continued to hum a song. Turn into an alley, then entered the apartment door, black next to the stairs suddenly flashed a person. She is a little surprised -- is that was just behind the boys.
He was a hand holding a knife, and ah shake almost touched her nose: " listen, " he gasped, look nervously, " recently I was short of money. "
She really hate it pointed at her, and she took his hand and said: "don't be so. "
" Not allowed to! " His other hand clutching fist, panic at the stairs, " I told you -- I need some money. " He strained to depress voice.
" Oh, I have no money, just get a long time to buy a corn. "
Temporarily between, he didn't know what to do, some frustrated and some do not believe.
" Not so, you do this kind of thing, how old are you? "
He stared at her, said reluctantly: " less than you are. "
She smiled: "so good, I go upstairs to fetch a little for you. "
No. Don't! You want to call the police right? " He panic.
" No, you look at me like that, not a lie. "
" No no! No way. You not to move. He was scared, emergency stop.
She tilted her head to think, " so late, what do you do for money? "
" I -- I have no money to go home. "
How. Off? "
He shook his head: " playing electric toy is shot. "
Oh dear. How could you be so stupid, people of Japanese type and prizes, we here is simply to eat money, stupid! "
He didn't answer the cavity, head hanging a regret like. Suddenly, and thought of her own situation: he now even have no money. She also seems to look out.
Yes, I am. Don't wait for her to finish he cut in, "not for me. " Paused and stammered: " do you have a dollar? " So, she turned it over to find a piece of.
" Call me -- I will give it to you. " He turned to go back again: " you can't tell others, also cannot say I look like. "
" No, I am a big myopia ... ... "
This is I read a senior friends meet. After she had finished speaking, I was surprised again is funny, call her and admired her. Then I asked is it right? Really didn't have the money, she said she. So I cried: " God, you are still a bit me "
" Don't " she said: " I'm really gave him, for he is a criminal, lifetime, he may have been the stain, does not wash off. "