Name the isomers you drew in 52.
I remember as a young child, getting to see my Bubbe and my Zayde meant 2 things. First, it meant that I would get to take the train with Zayde. There are perhaps few memories of my childhood i look back on more fondly. Second, it meant that I would soon get to eat either Alpha’s rigatoni or Bubbe’s amazing cooking. Whether it was chicken soup intended for newborns or ice cream I later found out was not from Dairy Queen, getting to see Bubbe always promised a full and content stomach. If you have ever been curious where the Kornblatt obsession with food comes from, look no further. But as I thought back on all those visits, a third feature began to appear, one that I could not have been more oblivious to at the time:an opportunity to grow as a person. As I began to sit down and write this speech about my grandmother, one word kept popping into my head: Activator. In strengthsbased psychology, activator is a term applied to individuals who have the inate ability to push others to always try to be the best version of themselves. For Bubbe, doing this was as natural as could be. She let you know when you were slacking off because she knew you needed it. She held people to high standards because she knew they could meet them. And she was always thrilled at even the smallest success, as nothing brought her greater happiness than the success of those she held dear. She saw the best in you and you wanted her to be able to see it as much as possible. I remember whenever someone would tell her good news, her voice would always get a little high