The difference between a battery hen and a free range hen is that
battery hens are the most cheapest and effective way
of producing chicken. Most of the chicken we eat today
in Britain are from battery farms. In these farms the chickens live
in fours in cages with only metal bars to stand on and are
walking around in there own waste with a warm fan
to discard the smell. and they are kept there until they die.
Where as on free
range farms the chickens get the freedom of running around fields and
live a happy life before they are used as meat. But this option is slightly
more expensive and there for puts us off them. Free range is starting to
become more popular as of tele-vision programmes are starting to show people
what is happening behind the scenes and what exactly we are eating. This is
because Battery hens are a lot more hidden away and more confined and easier to
produce therefore making it more readily available Britain has
brought this on their selves having mostly battery chicken as we are looking
for cheaper and cheaper food sources all the
time.
In the AD below McDonalds is trying to attract kids to the resturants to collect all the toys from the new movie from Dream works 'Rise of the Guardians'. On the other hand they do sate quite clearly that you can chose milk and fruit with the happy meal.
Official McDonalds Advert (US)
But in the video the child has chicken nuggets, as i found out in this video McNuggets arn't really that good for you.
Unofficial McDonalds Video (US)
This post was based on media from the U.S. and information may be in correct for the UK
Saturday 27th October 2012,
Suddenly I awoke. My mum had come to wake me up to go to my Nans. I got up.
‘’Breakfast is waiting on the banister’’ she called. ‘Mmm’ Crumpets My favourite, I thought to
myself. Quickly I got dressed, brushed my teeth and got in the car. As we pulled out of the drive I noticed some
people had put pumpkins in their windows, there was one house that had animal cut-outs
on them, wolves, dragons, lizards and even a cow.
Twenty minutes later we arrived;
there were some pumpkins in the houses on her street as well. I went inside,
said hello, stroked Roxie, her dog, and plonked myself on the chair and played
on my laptop for several hours. ‘’Dinner...’’
She called, ‘’...I made your favourite, pasta bolognaise’’, It wasn’t my favourite.
My
cousin Andrew stumbled in, I wondered what he was in such a rush for. He walked into the living room where I was,
and shouted ‘’Guess what I just got us tickets & Back stage passes for’’, ‘’what!’’ I said excitedly,
as my Nan and Roxie came in to see what all the fuss was about. ‘’Well you know that guy I
told you about’’ he said, as my Nan lost interest and hobbled off to the
kitchen. ‘’You mean Thomas Lowe’’ I said
as Roxie also lost interest and walked off to the kitchen. ‘’Yeah, well he’s
got a premier in London tonight with his new time-lapse movie ‘Timescapes’ I
can’t wait, can you?’’ ‘’No, what time does it
start’’ ‘’8pm
it says on here, and I hired us a black limo to take us’’
‘’Cool, that must of cost you a fortune’’ ‘’well
it would of, but I just won £500 on a scratch card and I’ve got 100 left, 50
for you and 50 for me’’ ‘’Thanks, that’s amazing’’
The
limo arrived. Slowly I walked down the
drive and said ‘’goodbye’’ to my Nan and climbed into the long black Shiny limo.
Andrew was waiting for me inside. He handed me the tickets and the pass.
Several hours had passed until we arrived at the premier. We put our passes on,
as a short chubby man with thin grey hair, almost bald, and a little posh
glasses opened the door. We stepped out onto the red velvet carpet and were
bombarded with cameras; it was like we were in a night club with strobes everywhere.
I took a deep breath and walked through the steel doors of the tall black
building. As we took our seats on the
front row a lady walked past selling refreshments, I ordered two Pepsis two hot
dogs and a large box of popcorn for us to share. The lights dimmed. The bass rumbled. And The
Picture Played. Soft cheerful music
played, as a tree in the middle of the desert was shot spinning around and around
as the stars in the night sky twinkled, and comets soared across the sky
creating a magnificent sight to see. The music changed this time camera focused
on a large waterfall with rainbow upon rainbow halved submerged. It was the Best
day of my life I would never forget it.
Not a real story but based on a real film.
Correct film now was wrong one.
In 1996, Jon Krakauer climbed Everest for a magazine to find out how commercial expeditions were changing the mountain. On the day he reached the summit, he and other people from different magazines were caught in a storm and eight of them died.
This story is similar to Joe & Simons as they also got caught in a storm, although they did not die.
The number of newly homeless households has fallen sharply each year since 2003 and the 2010 figure of 61,000 households is only a third of the 2003 number (202,000).
Just over half of the households officially recognised as newly homeless do not contain dependent children. The distinction between with, and without children, is important because many of the latter do not qualify for accommodation (i.e. they are considered 'not to be in priority need').
Although most prevalent in the West Midlands and in London, homelessness is to be found throughout the country.
The most common reason for becoming homeless is loss of accommodation provided by relatives or friends (a third of those deemed 'in priority need'), with a further fifth being due to relationship breakdown.
A quarter of those accepted as homeless and in priority need by English local authorities are from ethnic minorities. This means that ethnic minority households are, overall, around three times as likely to become homeless as the majority White population.
In the opening paragraph the writer
does a great job of creating tension He shows this by quoting, ‘There was no
need for this torture’ and ‘I lolled on
the rope, scarcely available to hold my head up’. This created tension by making
you imagine what it was like to be there.
He also
tells you that he’s felling petrified, distressed and restless, as he’s hanging
off an edge of a cliff. He shows this by asking frequent question such as, ‘How
long will you be Simon?’ How long before you join me?’He also shows this by quoting
‘The rope jolted down a few inches’ and ‘I wanted with all my heart for this to
finish’. This created tension by making you feel what he is feeling.
In the end
paragraph he falls. The writer says ‘The rope lashed violently against my face
and I fell silently ,endlessly into nothingness as dreaming of falling’,
meaning the rope was cut, it hit him in the face hard, and falling felt like he
thought it would. This created tension by varying the sentence lengths.
