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Vodafone has announced plans to provide coding training to 1,000 teenage girls across 26 countries in what is the world’s furthest-reaching in-person global coding programme of its kind. The commitment was announced in advance of @WomenScienceDay. Vodafone is partnering with @CodeFirstGirls to address widening gender gap in STEM.

 

For many years, women and girls have played an important role in science and technology. Without the work of technology pioneers like Hedy Lamarr and Barbara Liskov, we would not have Wi-Fi and email as we know it. But despite this, women and girls are still grossly under-represented in science, technology, engineering and maths (STEM) education and careers. Only 35% of girls enter further education in STEM subjects, and many have little encouragement to equip themselves with the skills to thrive in these industries.

 

Vodafone wants to help change this. In a partnership with social enterprise Code First: Girls, Vodafone’s #CodeLikeAGirl programme will provide five-day, coding workshops for girls, ages 14-18, across its geographical footprint in Europe, India, the Middle East, South Africa and Australasia. In 2017, 500 girls across Vodafone’s 26 markets were taught to code as part of the Vodafone and Code First: Girls partnership. This year, 1,000 teenage girls will benefit from the programme.

 

According to the Web site www.navajocodetalkers.org, more than 400 Navajo warriors were trained to use the Navajo language to pass messages via radio during World War II.

 

It is the only unbroken code in modern military history. It baffled the Japanese forces of WWII. It was even indecipherable to a Navajo soldier taken prisoner and tortured on Bataan. In fact, during test evaluations, Marine cryptologists said they couldn't even transcribe the language, much less decode it.

 

The secret code created by the Navajo Code Talkers was a surprisingly simple marvel of cryptographic innovation. It contained native terms that were associated with specialized or commonly used military language, as well as native terms that represented the letters in the alphabet.

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Debra Charron's eyes sparkle bright green as her fingers close around her objective. World Union rules forbade firearms on the mainland, so she'd taken to carrying the collapsible baton for "emergencies" while there. She slips it from its clips on her left thigh and flashes it upwards with all the strength she can muster, attempting to bloce the stunner along its non-conductive length. The predatory grin on Debs face becomes more pronounced as her baton sweeps towards her opponent........her humanity receeding as the predator takes hold of her. And female predators defending their young rarely know anything of fear..............

 

Esha Rajal cursed the fact that she was no longer holding a cigarette, what with the look from Ro and all. She just shook her head at Ember.

 

Pyros Zenovka just groan more as he feels the baton strike at his leg bring him down a level or two to her now the two standing about the smae height. His own baton sparks as he moves to bring it down into one of the shoulder or the collar bone as he feels more pain from the baton. He knows he cvan;t last much longer with the bleedings a few more hits and he hopes with the blood loss will take care of the dog.

 

Chrysannya Newall unclipped her left smartgun and realoaded it with slick rounds. Feeding one into the chamber she'd rest her forearm on her knees in a stable posture, the laser able to flick on at any moment. If the Major went down the freak wasn't going back to gloat about it. She'd aimed just where his left temple would be in a second or two. At this range she'd only miss by dumb luck even without the laser.

 

Debra Charron twists her body savagely, taking the stunner hit on her left shoulder and growling in pain as more tissue goes dead under its influence. From its cold and dispassionate place, her intellect takes stock of her body......left arm and shoulder stunned, bleeding furiously at the abdomen.........strength beginning to leach away with her blood supply...and the pain. Her intellect marshals her resources with all the calculation of a chessmaster peering at his pieces and ruthlessly makes demands of her flesh. Despite the increased pain, her body continues the spin begin when she took the hit to her left shoulder into a full 360-degree rotation, as her right arm comes around - she slashes savagely at the man's injured throat with her baton......knowing that her strength is fading fast - she does all she can to make this one count before the lights go out for her. Her teeth are bared, displaying every pearly-white as the baton moves like liquid black lightining.......

 

Pyros Zenovka just lets out agroan as his last attack goes down for her other shoulder with the baton and then stumbles as he feels the her own cracking into his thoart. Her was already bleeding to death and now the massive tramua to his neck he can;t take it anymore his body is now in shut of mood. His baton comes down towards the woman wither it hits or not his eyes won;t tell him as they close and he falls over into the blood caked sand.

 

Remamian Takashi stands up from the sandy pathway and dusts off her hands seeing the end drawing near she looks over twords the crowd and nods to esha, hopeing she would understand the statement. She looks back down to deb and waits for the next move before she would head on down to tend to deb

 

Chrysannya Newall reacts as soon as she sees the UAC guy going down, her gun already moving towards its clip as she hopped to her feet and sprinted low across the sand. Reaching for her belt medkit she'd bawl "MEDIC!" in her best paradeground voice

 

Deets Carroll glances to Tres, the loathing in her voice apparent. "Get out of here. Or I'll kill you."

 

Kimani Silvercloud stands up and looks down as pyros goes down

 

Debra Charron is still extended from her viscious slash at the man's throat when his deadweight-hand on the stunner grazes her abdominal wound. All kinds of fireworks explode in her head as the stunner assaults the already brutalised nerve-endings. Seeing her opponent collapse, her intellect shudders and calm returns to her soul...the predator receeds. She feels her body releasing itself, slumping first to her knees and them onto her side, barely propped up on her good arm and looking down at the man. It occurs to her that she might be able to crush his throat with the last of her energy, but the man was ..in the final analysis...just following orders. "Commisar"...she croaks......"I'm not the monster here" Deb looks at the man's fading consciousness as her own slips away, "You just got yourself fucked-up defending the monster." Blood drips from the corner of her mouth onto his face as she utters one final sentence, ...........(continued))

 

Debra Charron says in a hoarse voice, "My humanity isn't in my flesh, its in my soul.......which is much more than your boss can say." Deb shudders ans the lights start to go out......"Good fight tho....." Deb Charron's eyes finally dim as her body collapses to the sand, atop her opponent.............her breathing ragged and her body still trickling life out onto the sands...........

 

Jaina Lefevre slowly gets to her feet and starts to make her way down the hill, slipping and skidding until she landed near the broken rowboat, watching her Mom and the others. She whispers "Please..please...please..." more to herself than anyone else.

 

Chrysannya Newall kneels next to Deb as she tears open the medkit looking for the pressure bandages "Helps here boss...hang in thar, we gotcha" in a surprisingly reassuring tone

 

Tres Asbrink just grunts and truns and waves for the npc marine medic team that appears from his rear to grab the fallen soilder and move to drag him off

 

Jonathon Coage cold blues remain on the two as they collapse, his face completely emotionless as he processes the sight. They dart to Taiyou, as if looking for permission to walk down and retrieve the major or set fire to the other opponent.

 

Kimani Silvercloud watches Jaina run down the Hill, she glances over towards Tres angrily

 

Remamian Takashi lets out a sigh as she walks down onto the beach walking up twords deb she looks down at the commisar and then over to the groggy deb she lets a smile cross her face "Took you long enough, and look what a mess you made" She nods to chrys and looks down at the passed out deb, quickly she turns to face tres, giving him a solmn nod "Take your wounded and leave" she scoffs "And your wounded pride"

 

Tres Asbrink is dragged off by the random marines and just grunts

 

Esha Rajal caught Taiyou's glance and moved down the hill toward Jaina, leaning forward to whisper into her ear.

 

Jaina Lefevre looks from Chrys to her mom. She just stands there, gripping the edge of the boat and watching them work on Deb. "Not leaving my Moms." she says to Esha.

 

Chrysannya Newall looks up to Jaina with an uncharacteristic smile "Good for you honey...put your hands here...press down. I can work on the other wounds while you do that...the stretcher will be here any minute...Your mom's gonna be fine"

 

Kimani Silvercloud backs up the hill, allowing the adults to handle something she cant help with

 

Jaina Lefevre nods and hurries over to do just as Chrys asks. She whispers. "Love you, Mommy..you're gonna be okay. "

 

Rai Pawpad watches Jaina with her mother, feeling kind of twisted in his stomach. Worried. Helpless. Other stuff. He gives little growl and kicks at the turf before turning away from the hill.

 

Esha Rajal nodded at Jaina's response and instead moved away, over toward Taiyou as she pulled her PDA out of her own cargo pocket to tap out a message.

 

Deets Carroll watches Chrysannya look after Deb, knowing Black Star could help more than she could. "Take her to the garrison med bay. You can take better care of her there."

 

Jonathon Coage edges closer to the hill and looks down, watching from above as he stands silently next to Ro for a few moments before finally looking back at him. He softly shrugs his shoulders and says in a flat tone "So thats it, huh." he looks back down, crossing his arms over his chest once more before sighing at the sight of the carnage below "At least she won..." suddenly his PDA buzzes and he looks down at the message as he unclips it from his belt and perks a brow, talking to himself in a low tone "Not especially..." before tappingout those words on his PDA.

 

Chrysannya Newall nods "right you are" then looks up the hill and bellows in a surprisingly loud voice "WHERE TH FUCK IS THAT GODDAM STRETCHER?"

 

Remamian Takashi watched tres get dragged off by /random npc's/ and humphs amusidly at his inconsitancy for maturity and obvious cowardous. She turns back and looks around barking out lightly "Ok, lets get the major stable and back to base doubletime" she takes a few steps closer and looks down at chrys watching as she stayed rather quiet

 

Jaina Lefevre looks at Chrys and keeps the pressure, staying focused and learning fast. "Mom and I can stay with her, right?" she asks Chrys as she calls for the stretcher.

 

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Simon Netizen blinks...absolutely stunned that the man is still on his feet.

 

Remamian Takashi hesitates not to the ringing in the air from the major's pistol she looks over to the little one that decided to pour human remains next to her. She stands up and walks up the hill a bit more twords the commander and stands next to him folding her arms as she watches pyros fire. she nudges roa and states clearly without emotion "Nice night huh? Slightly humid but its comfortable, pre arrival, the mainland had been cold as of late"

 

Roaman Enzo looks back at Simon as this is unfolding. No way that guy could still be standing after that round that close.

 

Simon Netizen raises his brows at Ro briefly before gluing them back on the scene below.

 

Belldandy Ghost looks to the Commisionar again then felt it neccessary to yell out "Dude....shoot him in the head already! FINISH HIM!" She wasnt really blood thirsty as she may have seemed. She just wanted this to be over already.

 

Nellie Meads calmly offers the lighter back to the woman, as the ear goes up in blue flame and a thin ribbon of stinky smoke. "Thanks, it's like *un* sympathetic magic, y'know. " She turns to find the woman had skittered away, still having the lighter held up. She shrugs, and then waves her hand in front of her nose at the charring. She jams the lighter in her pocket, hoists herself up in the crabwalk again, and skitters up the hill a little.

 

Jaina Lefevre whispers. "Good job, Nellie. Maybe he'll get an earache?"

 

Roaman Enzo shakes his with a slight grin and returns his attention to the scene. But not before looking at the Kid that casued this. Well maybe not caused it but his dislike for kids being said. She is Deb and Deet's after all. So he just smiles "Mama will be just fine"

 

Kimani Silvercloud nose wrinkles as the scent of the burning ear is breezed up the hill

 

Nellie Meads: "Good riddance, ear."

 

Rai Pawpad watches it burn with some regret. "It was a cool trophy. But it was gonna stink sooner or later."

 

Debra Charron catches the shell in the outside lower-left quadrant of her abdomen, which eruots in a spray of red as the shell enters and exits her unarmoured body. Her body jerks slightly to the left and a growl rises from deep in her throat, but in this brief instance before the pain hits, her hand brings the muzzle again over his high-upper-torso and with the echo of a long-dead firearms instructor ringing in her ears to "kill the fucker, don't dance with him"...she again responds to years of training and unleases a "double tap".......two shots, the second slightly higher than the first. Once again lead is crossing the gap between her and her opponent.

 

Jaina Lefevre sucks in a breath as she sees Deb get hit and lets go of Rai's arm to hug her own knees with fingers gone white. She's silent now, trembling and pale as she watches.

 

Roaman Enzo seeing the Levi XO move up and talk. " I hate this danm weather drives me fucking nuts." Then watching the exchange below. "I think the boss should have worn her vest. But that was one hell of a move I tell ya"

 

Esha Rajal just stood there, gaping at the spectacle below, cigarette dangling from her parted lips. "No good, no good..." she mumbled.

 

Deets Carroll curses as she sees Deb get hit, and her finger tightens on her gun.

 

Kimani Silvercloud winces when Deb gets hit and glances over to Jai noticing her White fingers she frowns turning back to the scene

 

Simon Netizen inhales stiffly and blinks as Deb stays on her feet, almost like watching in slow motion.

 

Remamian Takashi coughs as the major gets hit she grumbles "There's a nice sexy scar..." she looks around on the hill and then turns looking behind it and then back over to the other before drawling her attention back down "Well... damn... forgot my bottled water" she whispers

 

Rai Pawpad has to stuff down the urge to launch himself down the hill at the man's head. Instead he shifts a few feet and puts his arms all the way around Jaina.

 

Pyros Zenovka just grunts as he feels the burn in his chest of course wearing the carperice armor helps alot slowing the round so it didn;t do to much damage to his chest. But still he is bleeding he just lets out another grunt pulling on the trigger fireing another round from the 8 inch luger."DIe you dog." he yells out his body moveing pushing off as the round goes off from the barrel charge at her . His body changeing one round missing the other cutting a nice length across th eside of his neck more of his blood driping but still nothing mortal yet.

 

Roaman Enzo laughs "Jesus she is a amazing Just remind me not to piss her off ever. Maybe Deets will let me look at the scar once" (( AFK for a few Simon let anyone if they try and talk to me please))

 

Nellie Meads's face is completely impassive. She jams her hands in her pockets, but the twitch in the tip of her tail shows how agitated she is.

 

Kimani Silvercloud watches as pyros begins to run at deb, wondering why he wasnt down, if Ro hadnt been standing next to Jai she would have moved to her left side, but is content with letting Rai handle it... for now

  

Ski and Connaster deciphering the codes from the latest download from the planes.

I have a bit of a love affair with neon and also with blue; so I was overjoyed to find this installation, by Thierry Dreyfus, in the courtyard of a government building just up the Quai Anatole France from the Musée d'Orsay. Something about the barcode arrangement really spoke to me, too.

 

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It's only fitting that Engine 60, the REAL Engine 51, lead the Emergency! group...

 

LACoFD Engine 60 was stationed at Universal Studios.

 

By utilizing an adhesive or magnetic sign, Engine 60 became Engine 51 whenever needed.

 

After the Crown was replaced by the Ward LaFrance, Engine 60 appeared whenever they needed additional trucks for a scene.

 

The real Engine 60 is one of the last open cab engines used by LACoFD, and is now on display at the Los Angeles County Fire Museum in Bellflower, California.

 

1:64 Code 3 Collectibles:

1965 Crown Firecoach Triple

Los Angeles County Fire Department Engine 60

 

Mystic Beach Family Fun Center

2018 Non-Denominational End of Year Emergency Vehicle Procession

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Kimani Silvercloud growls soft still, controlling herself "he's a scaredy cat, cant stand up for himself" she hisses and flexes her claws angrily, "If he tries anything" she mutters to herself "he's gonna get it"

 

Belldandy Ghost surveys the crowd bellow, recognizing some people by uniform only others by facial recognition. Her favorite target wasnt amoung them, which was depressing, since she wasnt done with him yet. He needed to pay for her getting shot. "Oh yes....I got something for that Assbag.....and his friends....YOU OWE ME FOR A NEW ARM!"

 

Debra Charron steps forward into position and shuffles her feet, firming up the sand under her soft boots. Her features can only be described as serene as the seabreeze ruffles her hair and her eyes critically rake over her opponent, taking in how he stands, his equipment and generally taking the measure of him. She speaks, managing to keep most of the mocking tone from her voice, "I'm glad to hear that you're proficent in this evolution Commisar. From the tin suit your're wearing to a duel, I'd mistaken you for a rookie. Now I don't have to feel bad about you being drafted for this." Deb settles her hips and looks the man square on, " I can't say i have any special flair for this stuff outside what your boss has alluded to alreasy...." Deb glances at Tres and back to Pyros....."as he stated, I was created to soldier...so you could say I was born for this........." Deb lowers her right hand to her holsterd USP and waits...... "I'm ready at your convenience...."

 

Esha Rajal beamed a smile at Simon and took the cigarette that he'd offered, sighing with relief. So much tension in the air with all of that waiting... She slid the cigarette between her lips and grabbed her own zippo from her pocket, lighting up almost instantly. "Thanks," she nodded to the sergeant. "Needed that for sure." And she was back to watching again, this time puffing away happily...

 

Pyros Zenovka just glares at the woman"Its my uniform i have to wear.. PLus it has some hidden goodies in it." he just smiles at her his hand moveing down to the holster of the luger the remade gun he used for exactions he had to carry out back at the mainland."SO then what we what for high noon then?"

 

Jaina Lefevre squeezes Rai's hand so tight it's probably going numb.

 

Belldandy Ghost looks at the Commisionar's gear herself, her shades, which had lines of codeing constantly scrolling across it had changed from one green tint to another. Now she was using its scan feature to look over the gear, trying to see what sort of things he had hidden in it and the probability of Debra being able to dodge them, assuming they werent explosive.

 

Roaman Enzo walks over to the gathering a top the hill. Roaman looks down and sees Deb and Tres. He spots Deets ever close by. Smileing to himself then turning to Esha and Simon. "Where do they stand so far? And do we have our people in place in case this gets out of hand?"

 

Simon Netizen looks back at Ro then back down the hill. "Us three, and Taiyou's down there," he nods. "Startin' to think they may just dance and call it a night."

 

Debra Charron grins wolfishly, looking about as happy as anyone has ever seen her. "No need to wait, we're under freetown rules." The devil sparkles in Deb's green eyes as her hand hovers over her pistol-butt, "Make a move"

 

Jaina Lefevre mutters. "He sent five soldiers to come get me and Rai...and only has one to stand there with him for this. I don't think he's takin' this very seriously, do you?"

 

Kimani Silvercloud her ears go down defensively she glances at Jai "seems he isnt, he'll be sorry though"

 

Rai Pawpad squeezes her hand. "Maybe he was takin us real seriously. He should. How's his face lookin?"

 

Simon Netizen glances at Deb's daughter as she speaks and just shakes his head.

 

Remamian Takashi finishes her smoke and chucks the butt twords pyros as she blows out a last large plume into the air, she hears the commander behind her and simply wave, not quite sure if he would even see it or not

 

Pyros Zenovka just moves his hand not ready to draw the gun move working the holster open his hand cracking his knuckles for a moment"You do know after i win.. You family will have to join you." he just gives her a blank look throwing out the threat out there to maybe knock her off for a moment or two.

 

Nellie Meads crabwalks down the hill to the woman below her, who just finished the cigarette. A flurry of rocks are loosened, but she is light, agile, and low to the ground.

 

Remamian Takashi turns as she sees a few rocks decide they want to roll past her she see's the youngling and looks looks back twords the two bellow, seemingly ignoring the approach

 

Jaina Lefevre glances up at Roaman and frowns. "Who's you? You better be on my Moms' side or you can go stand over there." she points to the other hill.

 

Nellie Meads says very composedly, as she balances and takes the cover off her jar, "Can I use your lighter to set this on fire?"

 

Simon Netizen coughs to cover a laugh as the kid addresses Roaman and sucks so hard on his cigarette his eyes water.

 

Nellie Meads: "Please?"

 

Debra Charron will...if she has time later...reflect that her opponent probably didn't understand what "Freetown rules" meant. The moment the man's hand moves after he was told to "make his move", Deb's own right hand caresses the pistol butt and her old and familiar USP is rising to its natural firing position. Her draw is what she was trained to do in close combat, not the awkward 'wild west" yank-and-fire - but the smooth movement of someone who very much wants the first shot to count. The weapon's muzzle blankets Pyros center-chest as her finger snaps the trigger back smoothly, counting on years of practice and muzzle-rise to place her rounds slightly above center-chest - and hopefully sending them richocheting up into his head if they fail to penetrate. Her pistol barks once and a .45 caliber ball round begins its journey topwards the Commisar.

 

Kimani Silvercloud looks up at Roman, watching him for a few beets then looks back down

 

Roaman Enzo already a kid hater looks down at the little brat but holds his tongue. "I Think your safe kid now watch your mama"

  

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Protoype of Code controller with built in iPad/netbook dock

GDS colleagues participated in 3 introductory sessions to coding at GDS. Students were from the Women's and BAME network. Volunteer coaches were from across the organisation, and included frontend developers, backend developers, and site reliability engineers.

 

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This is a shot of an old version of Anxiety, a dashboard widget running through Amnesty Singles that works as a simple to do list. However, I've since abandoned this version, in favor of a sleeker 100% cocoa application, which syncs with iCal and Mail; pictures of the newer version can be found in my flickr photos.

Rode the 49 past this house for the past three years. Better late than never?

 

I've always wondered how awesome a conversational topic the door might be.

"Hey. Nice front door. Fire-truck red, eh."

"Yeah, the only one in the neighbourhood."

Spotted on monitor at City Uni.

Arabic Magic manuscript 18th century

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