Response to" All the Troubles of the World"

In the story " All the Troubles of the World" by Isaac Asimov. The world is controlling by a giant robot called Moltivac. This Moltivac knows everything about human kind, it can predict future of what will humans do. It can sees if anyone wants to commit a crime or anyone is planning a crime, so the police can stop it right away. But this also has negative affects because it knows too much and the human kind has put too much one it that the Moltivac is under pressure. This Moltivac is similar to the technologies we have now that I am afraid if the computers are going to take away our world and make people more and more lazy that they would not want to do anything because the computers will do these for us. When we were in elementary school, our teacher always like to ask two questions that we cannot answer:
Which was first appeared? Egg or hen?
Who is smarter? Human or computers?
The second question is what we and the story was facing because the computers have interrupted our daily lives and they are controlling many many things now, but humans is the one who created them, so that is what we should be thinking.

I sometime doubt the purpose and the usage of the computers now base on this story" All the Troubles of the World".In the story, the Moltivac has become a living thing at the end because it contains too much human emotions that it has developed the ability to think and feel. This is really important because it can destroy us someday, and as our growing of technologies, the computers will eventually become the Moltivac someday.

To Ms. Hancock

Remember?
The first time you came into the classroom,
Everyone stared at you as you were the fresh air of early mornings.
I liked you,
As if it was a connection between you and me.

Remember?
The first time you introduced metaphor to us,
I wrote a composition that
Made you thought I had problems with my family.
Your caring and loving
was as deep as the ocean

Remember?
The time we met in highschool,
I was shy like a small girl who lost her way,
But,
the magic feelings came that
I desired to say more than “hello”
As how much I missed you.

Come back to me, please!
For my honest，cherished，and desperate heart.
For the precious and unique
memories we had
Together.

Please come back,
Please!

APOLOGY

Miss Adela Strangeworth
Pleasant Street
Strangeworth town, USA


Dear Strangeworth Town，

My rose garden now is not as good as the past because I did wrong things to my town people that I want to say I am sorry. I should not interpret other people's lives, I should not tell people how things work and what I think is right.I was being selfish thinking the town belongs to my family and me that I need to keep it my way to be safe. I thought I was being protective, but now I guess I was wrong.

Everything I did was to protect my town and create a safe environment for my people. All I want them to know is there is always somebody who got their back and watching the evil spirits. I did not want people to get hurt, I thought they were just see things in one angle, they thought things are too simple. I just wanted to tell them some advices and what things can actually turn out to. I thought I was being nice and caring to my people, but they actually did not like that, so I decided to change for their greater goods.

I, Adela Strangeworth, want to say sorry to everyone who was affected and hurt because of my letter. Mr.Lewis, Ms Martha Harper, Mr Don and Mrs. Helen Crane, Harris boy and all the others. I am really sorry for the interruption and annoyance because of the letters. All I want now is for you guys to accept my apology, I was wrong about writing letters saying bad stuff. I will not do that again. Please accept my apology. The town belongs to everyone, not only me. I hope you will enjoy your life.

Sincerely,
Adela Strangeworth

Memories of my Pet

When I was little, I had always seen people with pets, and I had been thinking about having one of my own pet that I can play with. Because I was living with my grandparents that my grandfather just hated animals and we did not really have that much spaces, so that my wish could not likely come true. The state of having a pet in my mind did not vanish, I kept the thought with me up to the time of moving to live with my parents.
The house my dad bought was huge which was perfect for having a pet, so I planed to buy one somewhere, but I did not get much opportunities until a week of holiday. It was a Wednesday as I remember, I went shopping with my mom because the sales of the holiday. While she was checking out the store, I looked around, there was a pet store right across the road, so I rushed out as quick as possible. Inside the pet store, there were so many kinds of animals, such as totoros, squirrels, hamsters, rabbits, and dogs. There was a cage beside the door that attracted me right away that there were two cute little pigs inside, my brain told me that the pigs was what I truly wanted. I asked my mom to buy one of them for a present which she did because even she was first time seeing a live pig.
I named my pig "Dudu" which means the sound pigs make in Chinese. It was a two month old boy. He looked so cute with a wet, flat nose, small eyes like peas, and pink skin with black spots on it. Dudu was very active that he could run around all day play with me, but when he sees food, he forgets everything, rush to his food and eat all. I was totally engaged with his relation that I made him a his own bed which was a cardboard box with towels inside and I put it beside my bed where I can see him. I think he liked it.
Dudu really liked to go outside for a walk after meals, so I would bring him out with a dog leash, but he dominates me every time that he had so much strength to drag me around our house. Beside our house, there was a park. Every time I went out with him, there will be a bunch of people gather around and check out the pig because nobody gets a pig for pet. People would take pictures with him, play with him, rub him, and give him some snacks. Soon, Dudu was famous around the community, that almost everyone knows that there was a small pig, and I even saw a picture of him on-line. Because I was having the holidays that I could always play with him. We had such a good time, I enjoyed it, but I was so engaged that I forgot to take pictures. A few weeks later, he could go out himself and walk, so he runs out all the time, but he could always find the way back. Once, the guards of our community saw him go out, then a man was holding him tried to go somewhere, but the guard stopped him and brought Dudu back for us, it did alarm us to keep an eye on him. About a month later, the true one happened. One day after lunch Dudu went out for a walk as he usually did, but he never came back. My family went out searching for a whole day, asked a hundreds of people around, and checked all the places he would go, but there were no signs of him. I went self-destruction that I did not eat for 3 days after he was gone, I really liked him, and I really thought he was my friend.
It has been 6 years since I lost him, and I got a German Shepherd after, but I have never forget about him. His image inside my brain was still very clear and lovely. I can still remember the time we spent together, all the fun things we did, and how was he act like a part of the family. It was him that I changed my thoughts about pig, about how they live and how they think with emotions and feelings that we should respect. Now, every time a see a pig on TV or Internet, it reminds me of my PIG PET, Dudu that I would become depressed for a period of time. I would never forget him because he had always be my best pet and my best friend.

PS: If he is still alive, I hope he will have a wonderful life, and I want to say, I MISS YOU, PLEASE COME BACK.