Lesson 4, Exercise

ID: 1874005   (Rated: E) Lesson 4, Exercise  Change duplicate traits or actions by chip

Lesson 2, Story Assignment




W/C 550

Spotlight on Character

          “Make tracks Sal, run! The Feds,” Jacob said.
          “Woe, woe-we’re out of here,” Sal said.
          Sal and Jacob were part of an illegal import export scheme. What their scam was wouldn’t have lasted long except that the customs’ agents were squeamish about checking all the shipping crates from Japan. If the officers had only shifted through the bags of fertilizer, they would have found stolen auto parts from Toyota’s warehouses by Japanese gang members.
          Sal and Jacob, two small in stature, but quick witted criminals were members in the Jewish Mafia, and were assigned to retrieve the hidden booty.
Though the Federal Government had jurisdiction over such crimes, Toyota, knew their stolen parts made their way to California. The Port of Oakland was the nearest port to where their black market contacts were, so they hired San Francisco’s acclaimed Nick Novak and Associates to discover what had been happening to their auto parts. A detective, Danny Ko was put on the case.
          Danny Ko, a Chinese American, who had twenty-three years’ experience started out as a San Francisco Police foot patrolman. Danny’s short stature didn’t hurt his image at all. His face had a pure, crystal clear like appearance. His eyes were so black, one couldn’t see the pupils, and his hair was also black as the holes in the sky.
          Before detective Ko went to the Port, he went into the shack in his back yard to meditate. He took the lotus position before a large shrine to Buddha. For three hours, Danny beseeched Buddha’s help on the case he was about to begin. Once his prayer was completed, he headed to Oakland and to the Port. Here, he discovered what ships had recently docked and that were from Japan. On checking the shipping crates, he slapped his face in amazement; he found three that were torn opened with fertilizer filled plastic bags opened up with their contents strewn about.
          “Why you not check fertilizer bags?” Danny asked.
          The customs agents with shameful faces had to confess the fertilizer drove them away.He slapped his face in amazement.
          "That crap began to burn our eyes when we started to check out," the Feds said.
          "You have no award coming,” Danny said, as he slapped his face in amazement.
          On close investigation, the detective noticed a sparse trail of fertilizer heading toward a parking lot. Though the trail stopped, Danny checked out the parking lot’s attendant’s records. The attendant presented a ticket that a customer paid for only a few hours prior. The ticket’s number, 349851 had no clue to just who purchased it, but detective Ko kept the number in his clue folder. The attendant did, lucky enough, knew it was an old Chevy that pulled out a two-hours-fifteen minutes, twenty-three seconds ago and that the customers were excited. The detective learned that the FBI had been there exactly at this time. He deducted that the law had frightened them away; he slapped his face in amazement. On questioning the attendant, he got a scanty description of the two customers.
          Danny went to the closest parking space to where the dock was and retrieved faint tire tracks left in the dust, then he took shoe prints near the fertilizer particles. Danny lifted finger prints found on the fertilizer bags with in the shipping crates. With his dedicated service, he took samples of the fertilizer to be analyzed and, with the help of the FBI files, hoped it may have ben determined who sold such growth aids.

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There are four (4) different places that Danny slaps his face in amazement. I would change these to read:

1. [O]n checking the shipping crates, He slapped his face in amazement. Leave this in just once.

2. [f]ertilizer drove them away...Instead of Danny slapped his face in amazement, put Danny folded his arms tightly.

3 [n]o award coming,” Danny said, as he dug his fingernails into his palms.

4. [l]aw had frightened them away; instead of he slapped his face in amazement.
He twisted his ear lobe.


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Lesson 3, Writing Assignment

          “Oh most exalted Buddha, your humble, lowly and most unworthy servant begs for your highest, enlightened mind to help me. I am working on a smuggling scheme where auto parts are stolen from the Japanese Toyota manufactures who have been crippled by their tsunami. These parts are exported covertly into the Oakland Port of California. Thank you most gracious and powerful light,” Daniel (Danny) Ko prayed.
          Detective Ko, an agent in the Nick Novak and Associates detective agency, completed his devotion, then made his way to the Day and Night United States Gym. He checked in with the desk trainer and was mentally preparing for his work out. Instead of passing Mr. Ko onto the locker room, he detained him.
          “My man Ko, your account is one-hundred and eighty dollars in arrears. You need to take care of this bill before you may work out,” the trainer said.
          “What the?" Danny grinded his teeth. instead: (Made fists with his hands) "I have a receipt stating I am paid to next year. This year has been paid in full my man.”
          “Go home and get it, because this record shows Mr. Daniel Ko owes one-hundred and eighty dollars, friend.”
          Danny rushed home and retrieved his receipt stating as he said. He was paid up until the following year.
He sprinted down the stairs and up to the check-in desk, but no one was there,
so he changed into his workout clothes in the locker room and began his work out but not without ( grinding his teeth a little).           Within a few minutes, the trainer showed up with two six foot, tall mugs, each looking like 250lbs of bulging, to a fault, muscle partners.
          " Ko, the shmo, where’s the one eighty?” the trainer asked.
          “Now, wouldn’t you look funny with your false bill shoved up you know where?” Ko said, grinding his teet instead (bit his upper lip).
          Let me check that receipt you have; hand it over,” the trainer said. He tore it up.
          "Dumbo, we’re this gym’s collection agency, so hand over the one-hundred, and eighty dollars,” said an oversized partner in crime. “If you don’t, you’ll never see your Buddha again.”
          The three hunks moved toward Danny.
          Stop, I need to tell you that I have a black belt in martial arts,” Danny said.
          " Really? You had better be more than that, because we are going to take our hundred-eighty dollars, or your knee caps will be broken. In fact, we’re going to break one now. Go ahead Skippy.”
          An ape-like mug approached Danny with a small hammer; Ko didn’t lose any time, grinding his teeth instead (hit his right fist on his chest) , he shouted, “Ahhhheeee," and flew into the closest punk and then the other two with the speed of a honed Olympian. Wham, kicks, punches, kicks, and back hands landed on the three punks, and they cried, no more, no more.
          “The next time I show up here, you be sure to remember what a teacher of Kung Fu must be able to do to keep his license,” Danny said.
          “Sure, sure,” all the bad boys said.
Danny left and made his way to his martial arts studio to meet up with a dozen students of Kung Fu. “Kick, William, kick harder again, again fight, William my boy. Learning this will make those street bums fear you.” Danny said.
Gene, Danny’s assistant, reported to his Master. “Sir, I’ve been coaching big Sam; though he’s tall and has mammoth hands, I don’t believe he could save his handsome smiling face in a fight of any kind.”
“Gene, grinding his teeth, (looking up to the ceiling) have you forgotten that you refused to believe that our student, Nancy, of three years ago would ever amount to anything? Have you forgotten that after a year in training, she put three male attackers in the hospital for weeks?