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Numbers by Mary Cornish Numbers Mary Cornish I like the generosity of numbers. The way, for example, they are willing to count anything or anyone: two pickles, one door to the room, eight dancers dressed as swans. I like the domesticity of addition-add two cups of milk and stir -the sense of plenty: six plums on the ground, three more falling from the tree. And multiplication's school of fish times fish, whose silver bodies breed beneath the shadow of a boat. Even subtraction is never loss, just addition somewhere else: five sparrows take away two, the two in someone else's garden now. There's an amplitude to long division, as it opens Chinese take-out box by paper box, inside every folded cookie a new fortune. And I never fail to be surprised by the gift of an odd remainder, footloose at the end: forty-seven divided by eleven equals four, with three remaining. Three boys beyond their mothers' call, two Italians off to the sea, one sock that isn't anywhere you look.

Ali the green turtle suffered spine and shell damage off Florida more than a decade ago. He was rescued in 2002 by Florida Turtle Hospital and is now at Weymouth Sea Life Adventure Park in Dorset. Four other turtles rescued by the same hospital also live at the park and need help submerging. "All five had weights glued to their shells to help them submerge, but Ali's shell is so badly damaged the weights won't stay attached, " said park curator Fiona Smith. Speaking about the device designed for Ali - who is named after boxer Muhammad Ali because he is so "feisty" - Ms Smith said it had pockets for weights, like a diver's belt. "If Ali's new dive aid is a success we may invest in similar devices for the other turtles, " she added. "With a harness like this we can adjust or replace weights in a matter of seconds. "

Slide three future paragraph (5 sentences) This paragraph is about the future my five sentences will start after this one. ///// My future planes for the future are to become an aerospace engineer and then when I am retired I want to live on a compound in Texas. What I do will not change the world. Not every body changes the world. My future planes have nothing to do with the poem or the article. Although the poem does a little bit.