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How to act 007
—
Sean Connery
“My
name
is
Bond—

James
Bond,”
Sean
Connery
informed
the
world‟s
moviegoers in 1962. In seven Bond films over a span of 21 years, the tall, dark Scot
came
to
embody
the
suave
secret
agent
whose
code
name
was
known
around
the
globe: 007.

But it didn‟t go very smooth to be a successful star. The exception was Robert
Henderson, a 47-year-old Yank who direction
South Pacific

One
day,
Henderson
had
a
long
talk
with
the
muscle
man
whose
determination
seemed
irrepressible.
Connery
told
Henderson
he
hoped
to
become
a
professional
soccer player.

“Well look,” said Henderson. “With soccer, at 28 or 30, it‟ all over. Then what do
you do? Wouldn‟t you rather be an actor?” “How?” asked Connery, “
I left school at
13.”


Henderson
nodded.
“You‟
ve
practically
no
education.
But
you
have
an
imagination and a mind. I will give you a list of ten books that you should read.”


The
“ten”
books
that
Henderson
mentioned
were
more
like
200,
including
the
complete
works
of
Shakespeare,
Thomas
Wolfe
and
Oscar
Wilde.
But
Connery
tackled them
—
every day, applying all the energy and tenacity he got from his parents.
He would go to the library and stay there till curtain time.

Late
at
night,
he
would
sit
up
with
his
tape
recorder,
hearing
a
voice
that
certainly w
asn‟t Polish and was sounding little less Scottish. Acting, he decided after
a year of this, was going to his career. And for his new life, Connery had chosen a
new name.

In 1957, the BBC produced Rod Serling‟s play Requiem for a heavyweight. The
down-and-out prize fighter, Mountain McClintock, was played by a young actor who
head boxed in the Royal Navy. His name
—
Sean Connery.

The same year, Connery was cast in a production of Anna Christie. The title role
was
played
by
ash
blond
Diane
Celento.
She
was
t
o
become
Connery‟s
wife
a
few
years later.

By then Connery had appeared in five forgettable films
—
but in one of them, he
caught the eye of Walt Disney, who brought him to the United States in 1958. Disney
cast
him
as
Michael
McBride,
the
love
interest
in
a
story
about
leprechauns
called
Darby O‟Gil and the little people. In the film‟s climax, McBride has a rousing fistfight
with the village bully.

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Among
those
who
took
note
of
Connery‟s
screen
presence
in
Darby
was
producer
Harry
Saltzman
who,
with
co- prod
ucer
Albert
R.
“Cubby”
Rroccoli,
was
easting a film of their won based on Dr. No, the 1958 novel by Ian Fleming.

Connery
was
called
to
the
producer‟s
London
office
for
an
interview.
“We
watcher him bound across the street like Superman,” said Saltzman later. “We knew
we had our Bond.”


But Ian Fleming, author of the James Bond novels, had casting approval and was
harder to
persuade. “He‟d have loved to
have had Cary Grant
in
the role, but
there
wasn‟t
enough
money
for
that,”

says
Connery.
“So
he
was
oblige
d
to
agree
that
I
would do it.”


Play it Connery did, and splendidly
—
five times in all in the 60s, from Dr. No,
from
Russia
with
love,
Gold
finger
and
Thunder
ball
to
You
only
Live
Twice.
His
debonair charm and magnetic good looks on screen captivated audiences around the
globe. Small boys from Chicago to Rome could tell you exactly what 007 said when
Gold Finger threatened him with a laser:

“Do you expect me to talk?”


“
No, Mr. Bond
. I expect you to die.”


But 007 did not die. The Bond
pictures‟ success p
ermitted Connery to move his
wife, their son, Jason, and his stepdaughter into a town house overlooking London‟s
Acton
Park.
He
was
also
able
to
buy
his
parents
a
more
comfortable
home
and
persuade his father to retire. He also set up Scottish International Educational Trust
with $$ 1 million, to help underprivileged Scots go to college.







Bill Gates in His Boyhood
As a child
—
and as an adult as well
—
Bill was untidy. It has been said that in
order to counteract this. Mary drew up weekly clothing plans for him. On Mondays he
might go to school in blue, on Tuesdays in green, on Wednesdays in brown, on
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Thursdays in black, and so on , Weekend meal schedules might also be planned in
detail. Everything time, at work or during his leisure time.

Dinner table dis
cussions in the Gate‟s family home were always lively and
educational. “It was a rich environment in which to learn,” Bill remembered.

Bill‟s contemporaries, even at the age, recognized that he was exceptional.
Every year, he and his friends would go to summer camp. Bill especially liked
swimming and other sports. One of his summer camp friends recalled, “He was never
a nerd or a goof or the kind of kid you didn‟t want your team. We all knew Bill was
smarter than us. Even back then, when he was nine or ten years old, he talked like an
adult and could express himself in ways that none of us understood.”

Bill was also well ahead of his classmates in mathematics and science. He
needed to go to a school that challenged him to Lakeside
—
an all-
boys‟ school for
e
xceptional students. It was Seattle‟s most exclusive school and was noted for its
rigorous academic demands, a place where “even the dumb kids were smart.”

Lakeside allowed students to pursue their own interests, to whatever extent
they wished. The school prided itself on making conditions and facilities available
that would enable all its students to reach their full potential . It was the ideal
environment for someone like Bill Gates.

In 1968, the school made a decision that would change thirteen-year-old Bill
Gates‟s life—
and that of many of others, too.

Funds were raised, mainly by parents, that enabled the school to gain access to
a computer
—
a Program Data processor(PDP)
—
through a teletype machine. Type in a
few instructions on the teletype machine and a few seconds later the PDP would type
back its response. Bill Gates was immediately hooked
—
so was his best friend at the
time, Kent Evans, and another student, Paul Allen, who was two years older than Bill.

Whenever they had free time, and sometimes
when they didn‟t, they would
dash over to the computer room to use the machine. The students became so
single-minded that they soon overtook their teachers in knowledge about computing
and got into a lot of trouble because of their obsession. They were neglecting their
other studies
—
every piece of word was handed in late. Classes were cut. Computer
time was also proving to be very expensive. Within months, the whole budget that had
been set aside for the year had been used up.

At fourteen, Bill was already writing short programs for the computer to
perform. Early games programs such as Tic-Tac-Toe, or Noughts and Crosses, and
Lunar Landing were written in what was to become Bill‟s second language, BASIC.

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One of the reasons Bill was so good at programming is because it is
mathematical and logical. During his time at Lakeside, Bill scored a perfect eight
hundred on a mathematics test. It was extremely important to him to get this grade-he
had to take the test more than once in order to do it.

If Bill Gates was going to be good at something, it was essential to be the best.

Bill‟s and Paul‟s fascination with computers and the business world meant that
they read a great deal. Paul enjoyed magazines like Popular Electronics, Computer
time was expensive and, because both boys were desperate to get more time and
because Bill already had an insight into what they could achieve financially, the two
of them decided to set themselves up as a company: The Lakeside Programmers
Group. “Let‟s call the real world and try to sell something to it!” Bill announced.





Mark Twain in Hannibal

When be wrote The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and The Adventures of
Huckleberry Finn, Mark Twain turned Hannibal, Missouri
—
which he later described
as a “white town drowsing in the sunshine of a summer‟s morning” —
into an
American literary Mecca. No other town in the country has stronger associations with
an author, and Twain readily acknowledged its role in his success.

The relationship between Hannibal and Twain began in November 1839, when
Twain‟s father, John Clemens, decided to leave the hamlet of Florida, Missouri, and
move east about 35 miles(56km) to the somewhat larger and more prosperous
Hannibal, on the banks of the Mississippi River. Twain, then known as Samuel
Clemens, marked his fourth birthday about a week after the family settled there. He
showed little promise of becoming a long-term resident. However, because his health
was so poor that his parents probably feared he would not survive childhood.

During the family‟s first fe
w years in Hannibal, Twain was too young to
understand fully the changes going on around him. John Clemens, though trained as a
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lawyer, tried to support his family by running a store and speculating in real estate.
When those ventures failed, Clemens was forced to postpone his plans to establish a
permanent home for the family.

About 1843, he began concentrating on the practice of law, a decision that
brought some stability to the family finances and enabled him to have a house built.
Construction began in 1843, and the family moved into the new house the next year.
Situated on Hill Street, near the center of town, the modest two-story frame house
attracted little attention during the years when the family called it home. The kitchen,
dining room and parlor were on the first floor, and three bedrooms, along with a small
wardrobe room, were upstairs.

About the time the family moved into their new home. Twain‟s health improved
dramatically. Instead of having to lead a quiet indoor life, he could roam the streets of
Hannibal. Climb the surrounding hills, explore the area‟s caves and splash about in
local swimming holes. He reveled in his newfound freedom, spending nearly all his
free time playing outdoors with the other boys in town and soon becoming a leader.
One member of his gang was Twain‟s and became a close friend. Twain‟s many
comrades also included girls. Across the street lived one named Laura Hawkins, with
whom he often flirted.

Twain‟s carefree days did not last long, His father used their house as c
ollateral
for a friend‟s loan, and the creditor took possession when the loan failed. A physician
who lived diagonally across the street from the family offered to let them live in his
home, which was called the Pilaster House because of its decorative columns. The
Clemens family moved into that house sometime in late 1846. On March 24, 1847,
John Clemens died. His wife, Jane Lampton Clemens, and their oldest son, Orion,
managed to regain possession of the little house on Hill Street, and the family moved
b
ack into it that summer. These events dampened but did not extinguish Twain‟s
cheerful disposition.



For the next six years, Twain, his brother Henry, and his sister Pamela live with
their mother in the family home. Twain began taking odd jobs after school to bring in
extra cash. Within a year of his father‟s death, he quit school and became an
apprentice printer, and when his brother Orion bought the Hannibal Journal in 1851,
Twain went to work for him as a printer and editorial assistant. The stories he wrote
for Orion‟s paper, his first publications, taught him that he much preferred writing to
typesetting. Thus, when he decided to leave Hannibal in May 1853, he already had an
inkling of his future career.



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My First Time in Philadelphia
—
Benjamin Franklin

I walked up the street, gazing about till near the market-house I met a boy with
bread. I had made many a meal on bread, and, inquiring where he got it, I went
immediately to the baker‟s he directed me to, in Second
-street, and asked for biscuit,
intending such as we had in Boston; but they, it seems, were not made in Philadelphia.
Then I asked for a three-penny loaf, and was told they had none such. So not
considering or knowing the difference of money, and the greater cheapness nor the
names of his bread, I bade him give me three-penny worth of any sort.

He gave me, accordingly, three great puffy rolls, I was surprised at the quantity,
but took it, and, having no room in my pockets, walked off with a roll under each arm,
and eating the other. Thus I went up Market- street as far as Fourth-street, passing by
the door of Mr. Read, my future wife‟s father; when he, standing at the door, saw me,
and thought I made, as I certainly did, a most awkward, ridiculous appearance. Then I
turned and went down Chestnut-street and part of Walnut street, eating my roll all the
way, and, coming round, found myself again at Market-street wharf, near the boat I
came in , to which I went for a draught of the river water; and, being filled with one of
my rolls, gave the other two to a woman and her child that came down the river in the
boat with us, and were waiting

to go farther.

Thus refreshed, I walked again up the street, which by this time had many
clean-dressed people in it, who were all walking the same way. I joined them, and
thereby was led into the great meeting-house of the Quakers near the market. I sat
down among them, and, after looking round awhile and hearing nothing said, being
very drowsy through labor and want of rest the preceding night, I fell fast asleep, and
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continued so till the meeting broke up. When one was kind enough to rouse me, this
was, therefore, the first house I was in, or slept in, in Philadelphia.

Walking down again toward the river, and, looking in the faces of people, I met
a young Quaker man, whose countenance I liked, and, accosting him requested he
would tell me where a stranger could get lodging . We were then near the sign of the
Three Mariners. “Here”, says he “is one place that entertains strangers, but it is not a
reputab
le house; if thee wilt walk with me, I‟ll show thee a better.” He brought me to
the Crooked Billet in Water-street. Here I got a dinner; and, while I was eating it,
several sly questions were asked me, as it seemed to be suspected form my youth and
appearance, that I might be some runaway.

After dinner, my sleepiness returned, and being shown to a bed, I lay down
without undressing and slept till six in the evening, was called to supper, went to bed
again very early, and slept soundly till next morning. Then I made myself as tidy as I
could, and went to Andrew Bradford the printer‟s. I found in the shop the old man his
father, whom I had seen at New York, and who, traveling on horseback, had got to
Philadelphia before me. He introduced me to his son, who received me civilly, gave
me a breakfast, but told me he did not at present want a hand, being lately supplied
with one; but there was another printer in town, lately set up, one Keimer, who,
perhaps, might employ me; if not, I should be welcome to lodge at his house, and he
would give me a little work to do now and then till fuller business should offer.

The old gentleman said he would go with me to the new printer; and when we
found him, “Neighbor,” says Bradford, “ I have brought to see you a young man of

your business; perhaps you may want such a one.” He asked me a few questions, put a
composing stick in my hand to see how I worked, and then said he would employ me
soon, though he had just then nothing for me to do……







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