Hi, I'm Emily Hennessey and today I'm going to be talking about promoting synthesis ready research. So before I begin, I do want to mention that this was an idea and paper that was developed at the 2019 Evidence Synthesis Hackathon and we do have a pre-print available. I want to acknowledge all my co-authors on this truly collaborative endeavor. So before we dive into the topic, just a brief intro to the terms.  It's metadata and data that can be readily and accurately used in an evidence synthesis. So those would be scoping reviews, systematic reviews, meta-analyses, or meta-reviews. Anything that is part of the evidence synthesis umbrella would be relevant here. And so really the idea for this paper is primarily generated from this underpinning of the open science principles and that is really having increased rigor, accountability, and reproducibility for research by having transparent and accessible knowledge study data that is shared across scientific networks. And so that's really important. You know, those of you that are here that are learning about doing evidence synthesis in R, you would not be able to do that if people did not share their data and share it accurately, share correct data. And so, you know, an additional principle that, set of principles that really helps research be synthesis ready, in addition to thinking about it as open science, following open science principles is this idea of research that is findable, accessible, interoperable, and reusable. And so from our perspective, open science is a great foundation, great groundwork. But if you're really approaching this from the view of making research fair, you will also be making your research synthesis ready, and therefore it will be much easier for evidence synthesis to use and it will be a better use of existing resources. So the goal overall is better scientific evidence, a very lofty endeavor. So in addition to, you know, improving science as a whole, there are some specific advantages for you in terms of not only operating from an open science perspective, but operating in a way that will make your research synthesis ready. So if it's synthesis ready, we consider it more likely to be identified by people that are doing a literature search for your study. And if it's, you know, lost somewhere and not archived well, then it may be very difficult to be identified and used in an evidence synthesis. And what that means kind of in the long term is that that could open up many potential opportunities for future collaborations of individuals that are interested in the same topics you're interested in, potential for research sharing because of those collaboration, as well as increasing kind of your lab or your team's recognition internationally. And finally kind of the hard point of academia is increased citations. If your study is identified and used in evidence synthesis, that's a citation that you did not have before that point. So from the perspective of making your research synthesis ready, we conceptualize that as a kind of a process that has to begin at study design and continue throughout the project life until you're ready to share it. You don't want to think about making your research synthesis ready when you're ready to publish the paper and share the data. You really want to build that into the initial piece of the study design in terms of making sure you have a study that's been pre-registered and that files a protocol. However, today's topic we're really going to be primarily focused on this idea of study dissemination and some tools you can use to make sure that your research is highly likely to be to be found and accessible and usable by evidence synthesis. So just as a brief introduction, it's really important at the initial study design and study conduct phase to use transparent and reproducible workflows. Because doing all of these steps well will make the later steps of producing synthesis ready research much, much easier. When it comes to study dissemination, we have kind of six primary tips for ways to help make your research more findable. And so initially having some sort of unique permanent identifier that's tied to both your data and your study publication such as the DOI for the data and the publication. And also for authors making sure to include the ORCID ID with the submission as institutional emails can often kind of be obsolete. It's really important when registering on different databases or journal websites to use consistent author user names so that folks who are interested in your work can easily find you in the work that you do. And finally, especially if you're sharing data separately from your published manuscript to include a data availability statement along with your manuscript so that anyone who finds your manuscript knows exactly where to find your data and how to get there is really important. And so, you know, another highlight of doing this is that your data can also be cited in addition to your published version of your manuscript. So the next steps are really when thinking about study dissemination, how to maximize the reach of your study that it will be identified in literature searches for your research. So if you have data stored in a repository, make sure to use tags that will tag kind of the topic of your research. And we actually suggest using an R package lit searcher that's developed by Eliza. There's a whole website and vignettes that go along with it, but essentially this is an evidence based way to use R to generate keywords that can be used in the title and the abstract and those journal keywords that can help researchers to identify your research much easier than words that you might think of on your own. Finally, in terms of really making sure that others can reuse your data in their evidence synthesis, it's really important and that you get credit for it. It's really important to think about licensing your data. We don't have the time to go over all those options now, but there are several websites, several organizations that will give you more information on that. And we actually chose for a recent study, the CCBY 4.0 license, which tends to be used most commonly in sharing primary study research. Along with that data license, you want to make sure that you've included wherever you share your data information, such as a data dictionary or variable crosswalks, and a read me file, which goes through exactly what readers and users of the data can expect to see when they have your data in hand. Lastly, in terms of thinking through where you want to archive and share your data, there are lots of different options. We have a list of them here in the paper. We actually go into the advantages and disadvantages of each, so I encourage you to view those. The best option would be a non-affiliated repository as it's likely the most findable provided it's free as well, so be sure to look in our resources for that. And so lastly, this is just the overall roadmap as a reminder, but please feel free to read the paper and the example that goes along with it because that will give a lot more examples around how to do this for your own research.


This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information, or to find out how you can volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. The Enchanted Castle by E. Nesbitt. Recorded by Peter Eastman. To Margaret Ostler with love from E. Nesbitt. Peggy, you came from the Heath and Moor, and you brought their heirs through my open door. You brought the blossom of youth to blow in the Latin Quarter of Soho. For the sake of that magic I send you here, a tale of enchantments, Peggy dear. A bit of my work, and a bit of my heart. The bit that you left when we had to part. Royalty Chambers, Soho, West. Chapter One. There were three of them. Jerry, Jimmy, and Kathleen. Of course Jerry's name was Gerald, and not Jeremiah, whatever you may think. And Jimmy's name was James. And Kathleen was never called by her name at all. But Cathy, or Catty, or Puss Cat when her brothers were pleased with her, and Scratch Cat when they were not pleased. And they were at school in a little town in the west of England. The boys at one school, of course, and the girl at another. Because the sensible habit of having boys and girls at the same school is not yet as common as I hope it will be someday. They used to see each other on Saturdays and Sundays at the house of a kind maiden lady. But it was one of those houses where it is impossible to play. You know the kind of house, don't you? There is a sort of a something about that kind of house that makes you hardly able even to talk to each other when you are left alone. And playing seems unnatural and affected. So they looked forward to the holidays when they should all go home and be together all day long in a house where playing was natural and conversation possible. And where the Hampshire forests and fields were full of interesting things to do and see. Their cousin Betty was to be there too, and there were plans. Betty's school broke up before theirs, and so she got to the Hampshire home first. And the moment she got there she began to have measles, so that my three couldn't go home at all. You may imagine their feelings. The thought of seven weeks at Miss Hervey's was not to be born, and all three wrote home and said so. This astonished their parents very much, because they had always thought it was so nice for the children to have dear Miss Hervey's to go to. However, they were jolly decent about it, as Jerry said, and after a lot of letters and telegrams it was arranged that the boys should go and stay at Kathleen's school, where there were now no girls left and no mistresses except the French one. It'll be better than being at Miss Hervey's, said Kathleen, when the boys came round to ask Mademoiselle when it would be convenient for them to come.  We do have tablecloths on the tables and curtains at the windows, and yours is all dealboards and desks and inkiness. When they had gone to pack their boxes, Kathleen made all the rooms as pretty as she could with flowers and jam jars. Mary golds chiefly, because there was nothing much else in the back garden. There were geraniums in the front garden and calciolarias and lobilias. Of course, the children were not allowed to pick these. We ought to have some sort of play to keep us going through the holidays, said Kathleen, when tea was over. And she had unpacked and arranged the boys' clothes in the painted chests of drawers, feeling very grown up and careful, as she neatly laid the different sorts of clothes, in tidy little heaps in the drawers. Suppose we write a book. You couldn't, said Jimmy. I didn't mean me, of course, said Kathleen, a little injured. I meant us. Too much work, said Gerald briefly. If we wrote a book, Kathleen persisted, about what the insides of schools really are like, people would read it and say how clever we were. More likely expel us, said Gerald. No, we'll have an out-of-doors game, bandits, or something like that. It wouldn't be bad if we could get a cave and keep stores in it and have our meals there. There aren't any caves, said Jimmy, who was fond of contradicting everyone. And besides, your precious maimzel won't let us go out alone as likely as not. Oh, we'll see about that, said Gerald. I'll go and talk to her like a father. Like that? Kathleen pointed the thumb of scorn at him, and he looked in the glass. To brush his hair and his clothes and to wash his face and hands was to our hero but the work of a moment, said Gerald, and went to suit the action to the word. It was a very sleek boy, brown and thin and interesting looking, that knocked at the door of the parlor, where mademoiselle sat reading a yellow-covered book, and wishing vain wishes. Gerald could always make himself look interesting at a moment's notice, a very useful accomplishment in dealing with strange grown-ups.  Who must, by the way, be quite old now, and an awful prig? Entrez, said mademoiselle, in shrill French accents, so he entered. Ibia, she said rather impatiently. I hope I am not disturbing you, said Gerald, in whose mouth it seemed butter would not have melted. But no, she said, somewhat softened. What is it that you desire? I thought I ought to come and say how do you do, said Gerald, because of you being the lady of the house. He held out the newly washed hand, still damp and red. She took it.  Not at all, said Gerald, more polite than ever. I am so sorry for you. It must be dreadful to have us to look after in the holidays. But not at all, said mademoiselle, in her turn. I am sure you will be very good children. Gerald's look assured her that he and the others would be as near angels as children could be without ceasing to be human. We'll try, he said earnestly. Can one do anything for you? asked the French governess kindly. Oh no, thank you, said Gerald. We don't want to give you any trouble at all. And I was thinking it would be less trouble for you if we were to go out into the woods all day tomorrow and take our dinner with us. Something cold, you know, so as not to be a trouble to the cook. You are very considerate, said mademoiselle coldly. Then Gerald's eyes smiled. They had a trick of doing this when his lips were quite serious. Mademoiselle caught the twinkle, and she laughed, and Gerald laughed too. Little deceiver, she said, why not say at once, you want to be free of surveillance, how you say, over-watching. Without pretending, it is me you wish to please. You have to be careful with grown-ups, said Gerald, but it isn't all pretence either. We don't want to trouble you, and we don't want you to trouble you. Your parents, they permit these days at woods. Oh yes, said Gerald truthfully. Then I will not be more a dragon than the parents. I will forewarn the cook. Are you content?  A deer, she repeated. A stag? No, a sherry, said Gerald, a regular A-1 sherry, and you shan't repent it. Is there anything we can do for you? Wind your wall, or find your spectacles, or...? He thinks me a grandmother, said mademoiselle, laughing more than ever.  Well, what luck, the others asked. It's all right, said Gerald indifferently. I told you it would be. The ingenious youth won the regard of the foreign governess who in her youth had been the beauty of her humble village. I don't believe she ever was. She's too stern, said Kathleen. Ah, said Gerald, that's only because you don't know how to manage her. She wasn't stern with me.  No, I'm a diphth, what's its name? Something like an ambassador. Diphth's a plomatist, that's what I am. Anyhow, we've got our day, and if we don't find a cave in it, my name's not Jack Robinson. Mademoiselle, less stern than Kathleen had ever seen her, presided at supper, which was bread and treacle, spread several hours before, and now harder and drier than any other food you can think of. Gerald was very polite in handing her butter and cheese, and pressing her to taste the bread and treacle. Ah, it is like sand in the mouth, of a dryness. Is it possible this pleases you? No, said Gerald, it is not possible, but it is not polite for boys to make remarks about their food. She laughed, but there was no more dried bread and treacle for supper after that. How do you do it? Kathleen whispered admiringly, as they said good night. Oh, it's quite easy when you've once got a grown-up to see what you're after. You'll see, I shall drive her with a rain of darning cotton after this. Next morning Gerald got up early and gathered a little bunch of pink carnations from a plant which he found hidden among the marigolds. He tied it up with black cotton and laid it on Mademoiselle's plate. She smiled and looked quite handsome as she stuck the flowers in her belt. Do you think it's quite decent, Jimmy asked later, sort of bribing people to let you do as you like with flowers and things and passing them the salt? It's not that, said Kathleen suddenly. I know what Gerald means, only I never think of the things in time myself. You see, if you want grown-ups to be nice to you, the least you can do is to be nice to them and think of little things to please them. I never think of any myself. Jerry does. That's why all the old ladies like him. It's not bribery, it's a sort of honesty, like paying for things. Well anyway, said Jimmy, putting away the moral question, we've got a ripping day for the woods. They had. The wide high street, even at the busy morning hour, almost as quiet as a dream street, lay bathed in sunshine. The leaves shone fresh from last night's rain, but the road was dry, and in the sunshine the very dust of it sparkled like diamonds. The beautiful old houses, standing stout and strong, looked as though they were basking in the sunshine and enjoying it. But are there any woods, asked Kathleen as they passed the marketplace? It doesn't much matter about woods, said Gerald dreamily. We're sure to find something. One of the chaps told me his father said when he was a boy, there used to be a little cave under the bank in a lane near the Salisbury Road. But he said there was an enchanted castle there too, so perhaps the cave isn't true either. If we were to get horns, said Kathleen, and to blow them very hard all the way, we might find a magic castle. If you've got the money to throw away on horns, said Jimmy contemptuously. Well, I have as it happens, so there, said Kathleen.  And the quiet square at the end of the town were the churches and the houses of the most respectable people, echoed to the sound of horns blown long and loud. But none of the houses turned into enchanted castles. Away they went along the Salisbury Road, which was very hot and dusty, so they agreed to drink one of the bottles of ginger beer. We might as well carry the ginger beer inside us as inside the bottle, said Jimmy, and we can hide the bottle and call for it as we come back. Presently they came to a place where the road, as Gerald said, went two ways at once. That looks like adventures, said Kathleen, and they took the right-hand road. And the next time they took a turning it was a left-hand one, so as to be quite fair, Jimmy said, and then a right-hand one, and then a left, and so on, till they were completely lost. Completely, said Kathleen, how jolly! And now the trees arched overhead, and the banks of the road were high and bushy. The adventurers had long since ceased to blow their horns. It was too tiring to go on doing that, when there was no one to be annoyed by it. Oh crikey, observed Jimmy suddenly, let's sit down a bit and have some of our dinner. We might call it lunch, you know, he added persuasively. So they sat down in the hedge and ate the ripe red gooseberries that were to have been their dessert. And as they sat and rested and wished that their boots did not feel so full of feet, Gerald leaned back against the bushes, and the bushes gave way so that he almost fell over backward. Something had yielded to the pressure of his back, and there was the sound of something heavy that fell. Oh, Jiminy! he remarked, recovering himself suddenly. There's something hollow in there. The stone I was leaning against simply went. I wish it was a cave, said Jimmy, but of course it isn't. If we blow the horns perhaps it will be, said Kathleen, had hastily blew her own. Gerald reached his hand through the bushes. I can't feel anything but air, he said.  The other two pulled back the bushes. There certainly was a hole in the bank. I'm going to go in, observed Gerald. Oh, don't, said his sister. I wish you wouldn't. Suppose there were snakes. Not likely, said Gerald, but he leaned forward and struck a match. It is a cave, he cried, and put his knee on the mossy stone he had been sitting on, scrambled over it, and disappeared. A breathless pause followed. You all right? asked Jimmy. Yes, come on. You'd better come feet first. There's a bit of a drop. I'll go next, said Kathleen, and went. Feet first, as advised. The feet waved wildly in the air. Look out, said Gerald in the dart. You'll have my eye out.  It's no use trying to fly here. There's no room. He helped her by pulling her feet forcibly down, and then lifting her under the arms. She felt rustling, dry leaves under her boots, and stood ready to receive Jimmy, who came in head-first, like one diving into an unknown sea. It is a cave, said Kathleen. The young explorers explained Gerald, blocking up the whole of entrance with his shoulders, dazzled at first by the darkness of the cave, could see nothing. Darkness doesn't dazzle, said Jimmy. I wish we'd got a candle, said Kathleen. Yes, it does, Gerald contradicted, could see nothing. But their dauntless leader, whose eyes had grown used to the dark while the clumsy forms of the others were bunching up the entrance, had made a discovery. Oh, what? Both the others were used to Gerald's way of telling a story while he acted it, but they did sometimes wish that he didn't talk quite so long, and so like a book in moments of excitement. He did not reveal the dread secret to his faithful followers till one and all had given him their word of honour to be calm. We'll be calm all right, said Jimmy impatiently. Well then, said Gerald, ceasing suddenly to be a book and becoming a boy. There's a light over there, look behind you. They looked, and there was, a faint grayness on the brown walls of the cave, and a brighter grayness cut off sharply by a dark line, showed that round a turning or angle of the cave there was daylight. Attention, said Gerald, at least that was what he meant, though what he said was, shun, as becomes the son of a soldier. The others mechanically obeyed. You will remain at attention till I give the word, slow march, on which you will advance cautiously in open order following your hero leader, taking care not to tread on the dead and wounded. I wish he wouldn't, said Kathleen. There aren't any, said Jimmy, feeling for her hand in the dark. He only means take care not to tumble over stones and things. Here he found her hand, and she screamed. It's only me, said Jimmy, I thought you'd like me to hold it, but you're just like a girl. Their eyes had now begun to get accustomed to the darkness, and all could see that they were in a rough stone cave that went straight on for about three or four yards, and then turned sharply to the right. Death or victory, remarked Gerald. Now then, slow march. He advanced carefully, picking his way among the loose earth and stones that were the floor of the cave. A sail, a sail, he cried as he turned the corner. How splendid! Kathleen drew a long breath as she came out into the sunshine. I don't see any sail, said Jimmy, following. The narrow passage ended in a round arch, all fringed with ferns and creepers. They passed through the arch into a deep narrow gully whose banks were of stones moss covered, and in the crannies grew more ferns and long grasses. Trees growing on the top of the bank arched across, and the sunlight came through in changing patches of brightness, turning the gully to a roofed corridor of goldy green. The path, which was of greeny gray flagstones, where heaps of leaves had drifted, sloped steeply down, and at the end of it was another round arch, quite dark inside, above which rose rocks and grass and bushes. It's like the outside of a railway tunnel, said James. It's the entrance to the enchanted castle, said Kathleen. Let's blow the horns. Dry up, said Gerald. The bold captain reproving the silly chatter of his subordinates. I like that, said Jimmy, indignant. I thought you would, resumed Gerald. Of his subordinates bad them advance with caution and in silence, because after all there might be somebody about, and the other arch might be an ice house or something dangerous. What? asked Kathleen anxiously. Bears perhaps, said Gerald briefly. There aren't any bears without bars, in England anyway, said Jimmy. They called bears bars in America, he added absently. Quick march, was Gerald's only reply. And they marched. Under the drifted damp leaves the path was firm and stony to their shuffling feet. At the dark arch they stopped. There are steps down, said Jimmy. It is an ice house, said Gerald. Don't let's, said Kathleen. Our hero, said Gerald, who nothing could dismay raised the faltering hopes of his abject minions by saying that he was jolly well going on, and they could do as they liked about it.  He added, So there. It's part of the game silly, explained Gerald kindly. You can be captain tomorrow, so you'd better hold your jaw now, and begin to think about what names you'll call us when it's your turn. Very slowly and carefully they went down the steps. A vaulted stone arched over their heads. Gerald struck a match when the last step was found to have no edge, and to be, in fact, the beginning of a passage turning to the left. This, said Jimmy, will take us back into the road. Or under it, said Gerald, we've come down eleven steps. They went on, following their leader, who went very slowly, for fear as he explained of steps. But the passage was very dark. I don't half like it, whispered Jimmy. Then came a glimmer of daylight that grew and grew, and presently ended in another arch that looked out over a scene so like a picture out of a book about Italy that everyone's breath was taken away, and they simply walked forward silent and staring. A short avenue of cypresses led, widening as it went, to a marble terrace that lay broad and white in the sunlight. The children, blinking, leaned their arms on the broad, flat balustrade and gazed. Immediately below them was a lake, just like a lake in The Beauties of Italy, a lake with swans and an island and weeping willows. Beyond it were green slopes dotted with groves of trees, and amid the trees gleamed the white limbs of statues. Against a little hill to the left was a round white building with pillars, and to the right a waterfall came tumbling down among mossy stones to splash into the lake. Steps led from the terrace to the water, and other steps to the green lawns beside it. Away across the grassy slopes deer were feeding, and in the distance where the groves of trees thickened into what looked almost a forest were enormous shapes of grey stone like nothing that the children had ever seen before. That chap at school, said Gerald, it is an enchanted castle, said Kathleen. I don't see any castle, said Jimmy. What do you call that, then? Gerald pointed to where beyond the belt of lime trees white towers and turrets broke the blue of the sky. There doesn't seem to be anyone about, said Kathleen, and yet it's also tidy. I believe it is magic. Magic mowing machines, Jimmy suggested. If we were in a book it would be an enchanted castle, certain to be, said Kathleen. It is an enchanted castle, said Gerald in hollow tones. But there aren't any. Jimmy was quite positive. How do you know? Do you think there's nothing in the world but what you've seen? His scorn was crushing. I think magic went out when people began to have steam engines, Jimmy insisted, and newspapers and telephones and wireless telegraphing. Wireless is rather like magic when you come to think of it, said Gerald. Oh, that sort. Jimmy's contempt was deep. Perhaps there's given up being magic because people didn't believe in it anymore, said Kathleen. Well, don't let's spoil the show with any silly old not believing, said Gerald with decision. I'm going to believe in magic as hard as I can. This is an enchanted garden, and that's an enchanted castle, and I'm jolly well going to explore. The dauntless knight then led the way, leaving his ignorant squires to follow or not, just as they jolly well chose. He rolled off the balustrade and strode firmly down towards the lawn, his boots making as they went, a clatter full of determination. The others followed. There never was such a garden, out of a picture or a fairy tale. They passed quite close by the deer, who only raised their pretty heads to look, and did not seem startled at all. And after a long stretch of turf, they passed under the heaped-up heavy masses of lime trees, and came into a rose garden, bordered with thick, close-cut hue hedges, and lying red and pink and green and white in the sun, like a giant's many-coloured, highly-sended pocket handkerchief. I know we shall meet a gardener in a minute, and he'll ask what we're doing here. And then what will you say?" Kathleen asked, with her nose in a rose. I shall say we have lost our way, and it will be quite true, said Gerald. But they did not meet a gardener or anybody else, and the feeling of magic got thicker and thicker, till they were almost afraid of the sound of their feet in the great, silent place. Beyond the rose garden was a U-hedge with an arch-cut in it, and it was the beginning of a maze, like the one in Hampton Court. Now, said Gerald, you mark my words, in the middle of this maze we shall find the secret enchantment, drier swords my merry men all, and hark forward tally-ho in the utmost silence. Which they did. It was very hot in the maze, between the close U-hedges, and the way to the maze's heart was hidden well. Again and again they found themselves at the black U-arch that opened on the rose garden, and they were all glad that they had brought large, clean pocket handkerchiefs with them. It was when they found themselves there for the fourth time that Jimmy suddenly cried, oh, I wish, and then stopped short very suddenly. Oh, he added in quite a different voice. Where's the dinner? And then, in a stricken silence, they all remembered that the basket with the dinner had been left at the entrance of the cave. Their thoughts dwelt fondly on the slices of cold mutton, the six tomatoes, the bread and butter, the screwed up paper of salt, the apple turnovers, and the little thick glass that one drank the ginger beer out of. Let's go back, said Jimmy, now this minute and get our things and have our dinner. Let's have one more try at the maze. I hate giving things up, said Gerald. I am so hungry, said Jimmy. Why didn't you say so before? asked Gerald bitterly. I wasn't before. Then you can't be now. You don't get hungry all in a minute. What's that? That was a gleam of red that lay at the foot of the ewe hedge. A thin little line that you would hardly have noticed unless you had been staring in a fixed and angry way at the roots of the hedge. It was a thread of cotton. Gerald picked it up. One end of it was tied to a thimble with holes in it and the other. There is no other end, said Gerald with firm triumph. It's a clue. That's what it is. What price cold mutton now? I've always felt something magic would happen some day, and now it has. I expect the gardener put it there, said Jimmy. With a princess's silver thimble on it, look, there's a crown on the thimble. There was. Come, said Gerald, in low, urgent tones. If you are adventurers, be adventurers. And anyhow, I expect someone has gone along the road and bagged the mud an hours ago. He walked forward, winding the red thread round his fingers as he went. And it was a clue, and it led them right into the middle of the maze. And in the very middle of the maze they came upon the wonder. The red clue led them up two stone steps to a round grass plot. There was a sundial in the middle and all round against the U-Hedge a low wide marble seat. The red clue ran straight across the grass and by the sundial and ended in a small brown hand with jeweled rings on every finger. The hand was naturally attached to an arm and that had many bracelets on it, sparkling with red and blue and green stones. The arm wore a sleeve of pink and gold-brocaded silk, faded a little here and there, but still extremely imposing. And the sleeve was part of a dress, which was worn by a lady who lay on the stone seat asleep in the sun. The rosy gold dress fell open over an embroidered petticoat of a soft green color. There was old yellow lace, the color of scalded cream, and a thin white veil spangled with silver stars covered the face. It's the enchanted princess, said Gerald, now really impressed. I told you so. It's the sleeping beauty, said Kathleen. It is. Look how old-fashioned her clothes are, like the pictures of Marie Antoinette's ladies in the history book. She has slept for a hundred years. Oh, Gerald, you're the eldest. You must be the prince, and we never knew it. She isn't really a princess, said Jimmy. But the others laughed at him, partly because his saying things like that was enough to spoil any game, and partly because they really were not at all sure that it was not a princess who lay there as still as the sunshine. Every stage of the adventure, the cave, the wonderful gardens, the maze, the clue, had deepened the feeling of magic till now Kathleen and Gerald were almost completely bewitched. Lift the veil up, Jerry, said Kathleen in a whisper. If she isn't beautiful, we shall know she can't be the princess. Lift it yourself, said Gerald. I expect you're forbidden to touch the figures, said Jimmy. It's not wax silly, said his brother. No, said his sister. Wax wouldn't be much good in this sun, and besides you can see her breathing. It's the princess right enough. She very gently lifted the edge of the veil and turned it back. The princess's face was small and white between long plates of black hair. Her nose was straight and her brows finely traced. There were a few freckles on cheekbones and nose. No wonder, whispered Kathleen, sleeping all these years in all this sun. Her mouth was not a rosebud, but all the same. Isn't she lovely, Kathleen murmured. Not so dusty, Gerald was understood to reply. Now Jerry, said Kathleen firmly, you are the eldest. Of course I am, said Gerald uneasily. Well, you've got to wake the princess. She's not a princess, said Jimmy, with his hands in the pockets of his knickerbockers. She's only a little girl dressed up. But she's in long dresses, urged Kathleen. Yes, but look what a little way down her frock her feet come. She wouldn't be any taller than Jerry if she was to stand up. Now then, urged Kathleen, Jerry, don't be silly, you've got to do it. Do what? asked Gerald, kicking his left boot with his right. Why, kiss her awake, of course. Not me, was Gerald's unhesitating rejoinder. Well, someone's got to. She'd go for me as likely as not the minute she woke up, said Gerald anxiously. I'd do it like a shot, said Kathleen, but I don't suppose it'd make any difference me kissing her. She did, and it didn't. The princess still lay in deep slumber. Then you must, Jimmy, I dare say you'll do. Jump back quickly before she can hit you.  Little yourself, said Jimmy, I don't mind kissing her.  Only, if I do, I'm going to be the dauntless leader for the rest of the day. No, look here, hold on, cried Gerald, perhaps I'd better. But in the meantime Jimmy had planted a loud, cheerful sounding kiss on the princess's pale cheek. And now the three stood breathless, awaiting the result. And the result was that the princess opened large, dark eyes, stretched out her arms, yawned a little, covering her mouth with a small, brown hand, and said quite plainly and distinctly, and without any room at all for mistake.  How the you-hedges have grown, which of you is my prince that aroused me from my deep sleep of so many long years? I did, said Jimmy fearlessly, for she did not look as though she were going to slap anyone. My noble preserver, said the princess, and held out her hand. Jimmy shook it vigorously. But I say, said he, you aren't really a princess, are you? Of course I am, she answered, who else could I be? Look at my crown! She pulled aside the spangled veil and showed beneath it a coronet of what even Jimmy could not help seeing to be diamonds. But, said Jimmy, I, she said, opening her eyes very wide, you must have known about my being here or you'd never have come. How did you get past the dragons? Gerald ignored the question. I say, he said, do you really believe in magic and all that? I ought to, she said, if anybody does. Look, here's the place where I pricked my finger with a spindle.  Then this really is an enchanted castle.   I said her dress would be too long, said Jimmy. It was the right length when I went to sleep, said the princess. It must have grown in the hundred years.   It doesn't so much matter what you believe as what I am. She turned to the others. Let's go back to the castle, she said, and I'll show you all my lovely jewels and things. Wouldn't you like that? Yes, said Gerald with very plain hesitation, but... But what? The princess's tone was impatient. But we're most awfully hungry. Oh, so am I, cried the princess. We've had nothing to eat since breakfast. And it's three now, said the princess, looking at the sundial.  But think of me.  Come along to the castle. The mice will have eaten everything, said Jimmy sadly. He saw now that she really was a princess. Not they, cried the princess joyously. You forget everything's enchanted here. Time simply stood still for a hundred years. Come along, and one of you must carry my train, or I shan't be able to move. Now it's grown such a frightful length. End of chapter one. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information, or to find out how you can volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. The Enchanted Castle by E. Nesbitt. Recorded by Peter Eastman. Chapter two. When you are young, so many things are difficult to believe. And yet the dullest people will tell you that they are true. Such things, for instance, as that the earth goes round the sun, and that it is not flat but round. But the things that seem really likely, like fairy tales and magic, are, so say the grown-ups, not true at all. Yet they are so easy to believe, especially when you see them happening.  Only you never hear about them, because the people think that no one will believe their stories. And so they don't tell them to anyone except me. And they tell me, because they know that I can believe anything. When Jimmy had awakened the Sleeping Princess, and she had invited the three children to go with her to her palace and get something to eat, they all knew quite surely that they had come into a place of magic happenings, and they walked in a slow procession along the grass towards the castle. The princess went first, and Kathleen carried her shining train. Then came Jimmy, and Gerald came last. They were all quite sure that they had walked right into the middle of a fairy tale, and they were the more ready to believe it, because they were so tired and hungry. They were, in fact, so hungry and tired that they hardly noticed where they were going, or observed the beauties of the formal gardens through which the pink silk princess was leading them. They were in a sort of dream, from which they only partially awakened, to find themselves in a big hall, with suits of armor and old flags round the walls, the skins of beasts on the floor, and heavy oak tables and benches ranged along it. The princess entered slow and stately. But once inside she twitched her sheenie train out of Jimmy's hand and turned to the three. You just wait here a minute, she said, and mind you don't talk while I'm away. This castle is crammed with magic, and I don't know what will happen if you talk.  Jimmy wanted very much to say that he didn't believe anything would happen, only he was afraid something would happen if he did, so he merely made a face and put out his tongue. The others pretended not to see this, which was much more crushing than anything they could have said. So they sat in silence, and Gerald ground the heel of his boot upon the marble floor. Then the princess came back, very slowly, and kicking her long skirts in front of her at every step. She could not hold them up now because of the tray she carried. It was not a silver tray, as you might have expected, but an oblong tin one. She set it down noisily on the end of the long table and breathed a sigh of relief. Oh, it was heavy, she said. I don't know what fairy feast the children's fancy had been busy with. Anyhow, this was nothing like it. The heavy tray held a loaf of bread, a lump of cheese, and a brown jug of water. The rest of its heaviness was just plates and mugs and knives. Come along, said the princess, hospitably. I couldn't find anything but bread and cheese, but it doesn't matter, because everything's magic here. And unless you have some dreadful secret fault, the bread and cheese will turn into anything you like. What would you like? She asked Kathleen. Roast chicken, said Kathleen, without hesitation. The pinky princess cut a slice of bread and laid it on a dish. There you are, she said. Roast chicken. Shall I carve it or will you?  Green peas, asked the princess, cut a piece of cheese and laid it beside the bread.  It was no use owning that she didn't see any chicken and peas, or anything but cheese and dry bread, because that would be owning that she had some dreadful secret fault. If I have, it is a secret, even for me, she told herself. The others asked for roast beef and cabbage, and got it, she supposed, though to her it only looked like dry bread and Dutch cheese. I do wonder what my dreadful secret fault is, she thought, as the princess remarked that, as for her, she could fancy a slice of roast peacock. This one, she added, lifting a second mouthful of dry bread on her fork, is quite delicious. It's a game, isn't it? Asked Jimmy suddenly. What's a game? Asked the princess, frowning. Pretending it's beef. The bread and cheese, I mean. A game? But it is beef.  Yes, of course, said Jimmy Feebly. I was only joking. Bread and cheese is not perhaps so good as roast beef or chicken or peacock. I'm not sure about the peacock. I never tasted peacock, did you? But bread and cheese is, at any rate, very much better than nothing, when you have gone on having nothing since breakfast. Gooseberries and ginger beer hardly count, and it is long past your proper dinner time. Everyone ate and drank and felt much better. Now, said the princess, brushing the breadcrumbs off her green silk lap, if you're sure you won't have any more meat you can come and see my treasures. Sure you won't take the least bit more chicken? No? Then follow me. She got up, and they followed her down the long hall to the end, where the great stone stairs ran up at each side and joined in a broad flight leading to the gallery above. Under the stairs was a hanging of tapestry. Beneath this aris, said the princess, is the door leading to my private apartments. She held the tapestry up with both hands, for it was heavy, and showed a little door that had been hidden by it. The key, she said, hangs above. And so it did, on a large rusty nail. Put it in, said the princess, and turn it. Gerald did so, and the great key creaked and graded in the lock. Now push, she said, push hard all of you. They pushed hard all of them. The door gave way, and they fell over each other into the dark space beyond. The princess dropped the curtain and came after them, closing the door behind her. Look out, she said. Look out, there are two steps down. Thank you, said Gerald, rubbing his knee at the bottom of the steps. We found that out for ourselves. Sorry, said the princess, but you can't have hurt yourselves much. Go straight on, there aren't any more steps. They went straight on, in the dark. When you come to the door, just turn the handle and go in. Then stand still till I find the matches. I know where they are. Did they have matches a hundred years ago? Asked Jimmy. I meant the tinderbox, said the princess quickly. We always called it the matches, don't you? Here, let me go first. She did, and when they had reached the door, she was waiting for them with a candle in her hand. She thrust it on Gerald. Hold it steady, she said, and undid the shutters of a long window, so that first a yellow streak, and then a blazing great oblong of light flashed at them, and the room was full of sunshine. It makes the candle look quite silly, said Jimmy. So it does, said the princess, and blew out the candle. Then she took the key from the outside of the door, put it in the inside keyhole, and turned it. The room they were in was small and high. Its domed ceiling was of deep blue, with gold stars painted on it. The walls were of wood, paneled and carved, and there was no furniture in it whatever. This, said the princess, is my treasure chamber. But where, asked Kathleen politely, are the treasures? Don't you see them? Asked the princess. No, we don't, said Jimmy bluntly. You don't come that bread and cheese game with me, not twice over you don't. If you really don't see them, said the princess, I suppose I shall have to save the charm.  Their words of honour were something that the children would rather not have given just then.  Wicked ill, you could do, bigity, bigity, now get out, said the princess rapidly, and they heard the swish of her silk train moving across the room. Then there was a creaking rustling noise. She's locking us in, cried Jimmy. Your word of honour, gasped Gerald. Oh, do be quick, moaned Kathleen. You may look, said the voice of the princess. And they looked. The room was not the same room. Yet, yes, the starry vaulted blue ceiling was there, and below it half a dozen feet of the dark paneling, but below that the walls of the room blazed and sparkled with white and blue and red and green and gold and silver. Shelves ran round the room, and on them were gold cups and silver dishes, and platters and goblets set with gems, ornaments of gold and silver, tiaras of diamonds, necklaces of rubies, strings of emeralds and pearls, all set out in unimaginable splendor against a background of faded blue velvet. It was like the crown jewels that you see when your kind uncle takes you to the tower. Only there seemed to be far more jewels than you or anyone else has ever seen together at the tower or anywhere else. The three children remained breathless, open-mouthed, staring at the sparkling splendors all about them. While the princess stood, her arms stretched out in a gesture of command and a proud smile on her lips. My word, said Gerald in a low whisper. But no one spoke out loud. They waited as if spellbound for the princess to speak. She spoke. What price bread and cheese games now? She asked triumphantly. Can I do magic or can't I? You can. Oh, you can, said Kathleen. May we touch? Asked Gerald. All that's mine is yours, said the princess with the generous wave of her brown hand and added quickly, only of course you mustn't take anything away with you. We're not thieves, said Jimmy. The others were already turning over the wonderful things on the blue velvet shelves.  You think I can't see inside you, but I can. I know what you've been thinking. What? asked Jimmy. Oh, you know well enough, said the princess. You're thinking about the bread and cheese that I changed into beef and about your secret fault. I say, let's all dress up and you be princes and princesses too. To crown our hero, said Gerald, lifting a gold crown with a cross on the top, was the work of a moment. He put the crown on his head and added a collar of SS and a zone of sparkling emeralds, which would not quite meet round his middle. He turned from fixing it by an ingenious adaptation of his belt to find the others already decked with diadems, necklaces and rings. How splendid you look, said the princess, and how I wish your clothes were prettier.  A hundred years ago, Kathleen stood quite still with a diamond bracelet raised in her hand. I say, she said, the king and queen? What king and queen? asked the princess. Your father and mother, your sorrowing parents, said Kathleen. They'll have waked up by now. Won't they be wanting to see you? After a hundred years, you know. Oh, I, yes, said the princess slowly. I embraced my rejoicing parents when I got the bread and cheese. They're having their dinner. They won't expect me yet. Here, she added, hastily putting a ruby bracelet on Kathleen's arm. See how splendid that is. Kathleen would have been quite content to go on all day, trying on different jewels, and looking at herself in the little silver-framed mirror that the princess took from one of the shelves. But the boys were soon weary of this amusement. Look here, said Gerald.  You could play besieged castles awfully well in that maze, unless you can do any more magic tricks. You forget, said the princess. I'm grown up. I don't play games, and I don't like to do too much magic at a time. It's so tiring. Besides, it'll take us ever so long to put all these things back in their proper places. It did. The children would have laid the jewels just anywhere. But the princess showed them that every necklace or ring or bracelet had its own home on the velvet, a slight hollowing in the shelf beneath, so that each stone fitted into its own little nest. As Kathleen was fitting the last shining ornament into its proper place, she saw that part of the shelf near it held not bright jewels, but rings and brooches and chains, as well as queer things that she did not know the names of, and all were of dull metal and odd shapes. What's all this rubbish, she asked? Rubbish indeed, said the princess, why those are all magic things. This bracelet, anyone who wears it, has got to speak the truth. This chain makes you as strong as ten men. If you wear this spur, your horse will go a mile a minute, or if you're walking, it's the same as seven league boots. What does this brooch do? Asked Kathleen, reaching out her hand. The princess caught her by the wrist. You mustn't touch, she said. If anyone but me touches them, all the magic goes out at once and never comes back. That brooch will give you any wish you like. And this ring? Jimmy pointed. Oh, that makes you invisible. What's this? Asked Gerald, showing a curious buckle. Oh, that undoes the effect of all the other charms. Do you mean really? Jimmy asked. You're not just kidding. Kidding indeed, repeated the princess scornfully. I should have thought I'd shown you enough magic to prevent you speaking to a princess like that. I say, said Gerald, visibly excited. You might show us how some of the things act. Couldn't you give us each a wish? The princess did not at once answer. And the minds of the three played with granted wishes. Brilliant yet thoroughly reasonable. The kind of wish that never seems to occur to people in fairy tales they suddenly get a chance to have their three wishes granted. No, said the princess suddenly. No, I can't give wishes to you. It only gives me wishes. But I'll let you see the ring make me invisible. Only you must shut your eyes while I do it. They shut them. Count fifty, said the princess, and then you may look. And then you must shut them again Fifty, and I'll reappear. Gerald counted, allowed. Through the counting one could hear a creaking rustling sound. Forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty, said Gerald, and they opened their eyes. They were alone in the room. The jewels had vanished, and so had the princess. She's gone out by the door, of course, said Jimmy. But the door was locked. That is magic, said Kathleen breathlessly. Masculine and Devant can do that trick, said Jimmy, and I want my tea.  The lovely princess, he went on, reappeared as soon as our hero had finished counting fifty. One, two, three, four. Gerald and Kathleen had both closed their eyes. But somehow Jimmy hadn't. He didn't mean to cheat, he just forgot. And as Gerald's count reached twenty, he saw a panel under the window open slowly. Her, he said to himself, I knew it was a trick.  On the word fifty, six eyes opened, and the panel was closed, and there was no princess. She hasn't pulled it off this time, said Gerald. Perhaps you'd better count again, said Kathleen. I believe there's a cupboard under the window, said Jimmy, and she's hidden in it, secret panel, you know. You looked, that's cheating, said the voice of the princess, so close to his ear that he quite jumped. I didn't cheat. Where on earth, whatever, said all three together, for still there was no princess to be seen. Come back, visible princess dear, said Kathleen, shall we shut our eyes and count again?  We're not silly, said Jimmy, and his voice was cross too. Why can't you come back and have done with it? You know you're only hiding. Don't, said Kathleen gently. She is invisible, you know. Where should I be if I got into the cupboard, said Jimmy? Oh, yes, said the sneering tone of the princess. You think yourselves very clever, I dare say, but I don't mind. We'll play that you can't see me if you like. Well, but we can't, said Gerald. It's no use getting in a wax. If you're hiding, as Jimmy says, you'd better come out. If you've really turned invisible, you'd better make yourself visible again. Do you really mean, asked a voice quite changed, but still the princesses, that you can't see me? Can't you see we can't? Asked Jimmy, rather unreasonably. The sun was blazing in at the window. The eight-sided room was very hot, and everyone was getting cross. You can't see me? There was the sound of a sob in the voice of the invisible princess.  What he was saying was broken off short, as one might break a stick of sealing wax. And then, in the golden afternoon, a really quite horrid thing happened. Jimmy suddenly leaned backwards, then forwards.  Backward and forward he went very quickly and abruptly. Then stood still. Oh, he's in a fit! Oh, Jimmy, dear Jimmy! cried Kathleen, hurrying to him. What is it, dear? What is it? It's not a fit! gasped Jimmy angrily. She shook me. Yes, said the voice of the princess, and I'll shake him again if he keeps on saying he can't see me. You'd better shake me, said Gerald angrily. I'm nearer your own size. And instantly she did. But not for long. The moment Gerald felt hands on his shoulders, he put up his own and caught those other hands by the wrists. And there he was, holding wrists that he couldn't see. It was a dreadful sensation. An invisible kick made him wince, but he held tight to the wrists. Kathy, he cried, comment, hold her legs. She's kicking me. Where? cried Kathleen, anxious to help. I don't see any legs. This is her hands I've got, cried Gerald. She is invisible right enough. Get hold of this hand, and then you can feel your way down to her legs. Kathleen did so. I wish I could make you understand how very, very uncomfortable and frightening it is to feel in broad daylight hands and arms that you can't see. I won't have you hold my legs, said the invisible princess, struggling violently. What are you so cross about? Gerald was quite calm. You said you'd be invisible, and you are. I'm not. You are, really. Look in the glass. I'm not. I can't be. Look in the glass, Gerald repeated, quite unmoved. Let go then, she said. Gerald did, and the moment he had done so he found it impossible to believe that he really had been holding invisible hands. You're just pretending not to see me, said the princess anxiously. Aren't you? Do say you are. You've had your joke with me. Don't keep it up. I don't like it. On our sacred word of honour, said Gerald, you're still invisible. There was a silence.  I'm tired of playing with you. They followed her voice to the door and threw it and along the little passage into the hall. No one said anything. Everyone felt very uncomfortable. Let's get out of this, whispered Jimmy as they got to the end of the hall. But the voice of the princess said, come out this way. It's quicker. I think you're perfectly hateful. I'm sorry I ever played with you. Mother always told me not to play with strange children. A door abruptly opened, though no hand was seen to touch it. Come through, can't you? said the voice of the princess. It was a little enter room with long narrow mirrors between its long narrow windows. Goodbye, said Gerald. Thanks for giving us such a jolly time. Let's part friends, he added, holding out his hand. An unseen hand was slowly put in his, which closed on it vice-like. Now, he said, you've jolly well got to look in the glass and own that we're not liars. He led the invisible princess to one of the mirrors and held her in front of it by the shoulders. Now, he said, you just look for yourself. There was a silence and then a cry of despair rang through the room.  Whatever shall I do? Take the ring off, said Kathleen, suddenly practical. Another silence. I can't, cried the princess. It won't come off, but it can't be the ring. Rings don't make you invisible. You said this one did, said Kathleen, and it has. But it can't, said the princess. I was only playing at magic. I just hid in the secret cupboard. It was only a game. Whatever shall I do? A game, said Gerald slowly, but you can do magic, the invisible jewels, and you made them come visible. Oh, it's only a secret spring and the paneling slides up. Oh, what am I to do? Kathleen moved towards the voice and gropingly got her arms round a pink silk waist that she couldn't see. Invisible arms clasped her. A hot invisible cheek was laid against hers, and warm invisible tears lay wet between the two faces. Don't cry, dear, said Kathleen. Let me go and tell the king and queen. Ah, your royal father and mother. Oh, don't mock me, said the poor princess. You know that was only a game, too, like the bread and cheese, said Jimmy triumphantly. I knew that was. But your dress and being asleep in the maze, and... Oh, I dressed up for fun because everyone's away at the fair, and I put the clue just to make it all more real. I was playing at fair Rosamond first, and then I heard you talking in the maze, and I thought, what fun? And now I'm invisible and I shall never come right again, never! I know I shan't. It serves me right for lying, but I didn't really think you'd believe it. Not more than half, that is. She added hastily, trying to be truthful. But if you're not the princess, who are you? asked Kathleen, still embracing the unseen. I'm my aunt lives here, said the invisible princess. She may be home any time now, and what shall I do? Perhaps she knows some charm. Oh, nonsense, said the voice sharply. She doesn't believe in charms. She would be so vexed. Oh, I dare not let her see me like this, she added wildly, and all of you here, too, she'd be so dreadfully cross. The beautiful magic castle that the children had to be left in now felt as though it were tumbling about their ears. All that was left was the invisibleness of the princess. But that, you will own, was a good deal. I just said it, moaned the voice, and it came true. I wish I'd never played at magic. I wish I'd never played at anything at all. Oh, don't say that, Gerald said kindly. Let's go out into the garden near the lake where it's cool, and we'll hold a solemn council. You'll like that, won't you? Oh, cried Kathleen suddenly, the buckle that makes magic come undone. It doesn't really, murmured the voice that seemed to speak without lips. I only just said that. You only just said about the ring, said Gerald. Anyhow, let's try. Not you, me, said the voice. You go down to the temple of Flora by the lake. I'll go back to the jewel room by myself. Aunt might see you.  Don't rub it in, said Gerald. Where is the temple of Flora? That's the way, the voice said, down those steps and along the winding path through the shrubbery. You can't miss it. It's white marble with a statue goddess inside. The three children went down to the white marble temple of Flora that stood close against the side of the little hill, and sat down in its shadowy inside. It had arches all round except against the hill behind the statue, and it was cool and restful. They had not been there five minutes before the feet of a runner sounded loud on the gravel. A shadow, very black and distinct, fell on the white marble floor. Your shadow's not invisible, anyhow, said Jimmy. Oh, bother my shadow! The voice of the princess replied. We left the key inside the door, and it shut itself with the wind, and it's a spring lock. There was a heartfelt pause. Then Gerald said, in his most business-like manner, Sit down, princess, and we'll have a thorough good plover about it. I shouldn't wonder, said Jimmy, if we was to wake up and find it was dreams. No such luck, said the voice. Well, said Gerald, first of all, what's your name? And if you're not a princess, who are you? I'm, I'm, said a voice broken with sobs. I'm the housekeeper's niece at the castle, and my name's Mabel Prouse. That's exactly what I thought, said Jimmy, without a shadow of truth. Because how could he? The others were silent. It was a moment full of agitation and confused ideas. Well anyhow, said Gerald, you belong here. Yes, said the voice, and it came from the floor, as though its owner had flung herself down in the madness of despair. Oh yes, I belong here right enough, but what's the use of belonging anywhere if you're invisible? End of chapter two.


everyone and welcome. This is Melissa Armo with the stock swoosh and I'm reviewing year to date results for 2020. This has been a very, very good year and it's really started to pick up in the last month because obviously we've had a tremendous amount of volatility in the market and that actually makes for great trading. So if you're someone that doesn't understand what active traders do or how you could possibly make money when the market's dropping, you can short. And that's something that I actually teach people how to do. And I actually prefer to short for active day trading rather than go long because shorts move faster. And a lot of people don't know how to short, don't know the right placement to short, don't understand how to short. And I'm telling you right now that this year is just starting to shape up so amazing. So this is 2020 results so far year to date for the day trade room. If you want to join the live room, you must take my golden gap course first to join the room. Everyone in the room is a student. Year to date results are 228,663 and this is with an average risk of about 2,500 per trade. Some were a little bit less, but I give that average. Now you don't have to risk an advanced amount. You could risk a beginner amount. You could risk $100 per trade, $200 a trade. And you can talk to me about that if you have questions as well. Feel free to email me at melissa at thestackswush.com if you want to sign up or call me at 929-3200 gap. And again, you can follow me on Twitter, Facebook, YouTube, or Skype. So April, we'll begin second quarter earnings season. It's really gonna be exciting to see what happens. So usually a very active time in the market and we're getting into the last week of March next week and I can't wait to see what happens with the earnings for some of these companies.  First trade, second one was break even. BA was a big winner. BA pretty much has been such a huge winner this year. I can't even tell you. And again, I prefer to short. That stock has been dropping, dropping like a tank. Then the seventh test thought, two trades, first one loser, second one winner. Sometimes they do a retake. You'll learn that in the class.  SPY was a winner. QQQ's was a winner. KSS was a nice winner.   And then the second trade, big winner. EXAS was a winner. WFC, first trade loss, JPM didn't work. 15th off, April, I'm sorry, Apple. On the 16th was a loser. SPY was a winner. QQ's were a winner. And Apple's second trade was a winner.  Close the 20th, UAL was a winner. And the 22nd, no trades. Diamonds, two trades, first one loser, second one winner, CMCSA was a winner. DFS was a winner on the 24th. 27th, when was a loser? Both trades. DFS was a winner.  And SPY was a winner on the 27th. 28th, MMM was break even. And then the second trade, a winner. PFE was a winner. And both trades were winners. AMD was a winner on the 29th. 30th was Facebook lost. Microsoft lost. Cree was a winner. And DD was a big, big winner. 31st was WWE lost. WWE, second trade loss. And CBX was a winner. And Facebook was a winner, too. No trades on the third.  And the fourth, Microsoft was a winner.  Ford was a small winner on the fifth. SNAP was a big winner. That was earnings.  QCOM, loser, Microsoft winner.  Marvell, winner, T2 winner. Then on the 10th, Lily was a loser. T2 was a winner. Twitter was a big winner. The 11th was UA, lost. And then the second trade, won. QQQs was a winner. Lyft was a winner on the 12th. N-Tep lost on the 13th.  And then N-Tep, Retake didn't work at all on N-Tep. So, two losers and N-Tep on that day.  Cisco was a winner. EXP, two trades lost, one worked. CAG was a nice winner on the 18th. 19th was a spy was a winner.     BA was break even. MS was a winner.  This was a very active day. VIAC was a winner. AAN was a big winner. And STMP was a winner. That was a really, really active day. 21st was Viacom, lost. FSLR was a winner. And BA was a winner. 24th AAL was a winner. 25th EXAS was a winner. Tull was a winner in the 26th. 27th Spy lost. Q's lost. Microsoft lost. AAL lost. Then it was break even. CCL was a winner. Spy was a winner. Q's was a winner. Boeing was a winner. Both trades. BY&D then was a winner as well. Then in March, Twitter lost on the first two. One in the second trade.   CCL then two nice wins. Big wins in that. CCL then one on the fourth. BA was a huge trade on the fifth. Microsoft on the sixth. March was been a good month. Microsoft was a big winner. Spy lost. Boeing lost on that one. And the spy won on the sixth. No trades on the ninth.  Boeing was a big winner on the 10th.  Then the second trade winner. Boeing was a big winner. And the QQQ's was a winner on the 11th. And then this week, the room's been closed. The markets halted a few times in the last week. So we want to settle it down. They're closing the New York Stock Exchange floor. In New York, on Monday, as of Monday, two people have the coronavirus. So I'm kind of waiting to get to hear here if they're gonna have limited hours in the market going into the next week. So for my plan of action is normal trading on Monday, the 23rd, if they're gonna decide to change market hours or limit market hours, then we should know by I think the end of this week. Today is Thursday, so I'm waiting to hear. But there was a lot of halts in the last few days. So I thought let's take it easy, let things settle out, figure out where we're going from here, get back to normal Monday, and people have made so much money with me here today. A lot of people are busy right now trying to gather themselves together to work from home. So if you work from home, you have more time to trade and if you normally wouldn't. So that's the benefit. Now, if you've been thinking about trading and want to trade, you can jump into it now because you're doing it from home. 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All right, thank you all for coming folks. We have our next talk from Jeremy Garcia, who is the, you're the head of open source at Datadog, yeah? I am. Excellent, he is the head of open source at Datadog and he is talking to us about a new open source project that helps your project to track metrics beyond just code. So thank you for being here, Jeremy. Thank you. So as you said, welcome to your open source community metrics should be tracking more than code. Just out of curiosity here, how many people are either maintainers or responsible for an open source repository? Also get them all across. So what I'm gonna do is give a brief presentation, give a quick demo and then I'll leave questions probably half time before and after the demo, but if you have a burning question during, feel free to be here in the master. So who am I and why should you even consider with the community? So I'm a community ambassador for opensource.com. I'm a co-presenter, louder. I'm a co-presenter in a podcast called Bad Voltage for those familiar with that. I'm the founder of LinuxQuestions.org which is the largest non-company community, Linux community on the web. And as Sheen said, I am the lead of the open source team at DataBill. So metrics. I talked with folks about metrics and communities in open source a lot. Realistically probably is more than unhealthy, but it's something that I really, really enjoy. So if I put a statement like this up here, using metrics to make data-driven decisions improves your ability to build sustainable open source communities. I don't exactly think this is a controversial statement. I think data-driven decisions just produce better results. And that's something that most people would agree on. So if you have an open source community, you know what metrics are, you should just jump right in and say, well, what do I want to measure? And I think that's what most people do. I think it's the wrong approach. What you really want to do is figure out what you want to accomplish.  So what you should be asking yourself are things like, what outcomes am I looking for? What specific questions do I want these metrics to answer? And really what are my end goals here so that you can then get actionable information that will help you answer those questions. It actually makes some changes, which is in the end what you really want. You don't want metrics for the sake of metrics. You want metrics to make things better. So as I said, as the open source lead data dog, I'm responsible for the repositories there. So what kind of questions do I want to answer? So I want to be able to better understand how responsive we're being to our community, right? And that means I want to explicitly know with data. Now I don't want gut feeling. I don't want anteceda. I don't want to be like, ah, it seems like we're doing fine. I want, you know, data. And I want to know how, not just how the repositories are doing from how quickly are things being merged, but how quickly are we emerging community contributions? If I have employees that are not able to get their code merged, that's a different problem with a different solution than if I have community members who can't get their code merged. And I want to better quantify the value that our community provides. And I want to be super clear here. It's not because I want to put a number on the community, not stackricking community members. It's nothing of that nature. But I really want to do though, is kind of prove the value so that I can do things like apply a good contributor out to a summit or send a bunch of people shirts or do things like that. Or if you have a company contributing a lot of code and you have a new feature coming out, maybe you want to have them part of the discussion while you're building it and giving private beta access and things like that.  I want to kind of understand, and then also raise your hand here if you work at a technology company and you have extra engineering resources. So I should note here, Datadog is hiring, my team has a bunch of positions open. Across the org we have hundreds of positions open. I should be asking you where you work and seeing what I can work for you because no one has extra engineering resources. So with the limited engineering resources that I have on my team, I want to be able to know where I can focus that energy to get the kind of the most thing for the buck. I want to be able to track interactions, my memory, not very good. So I want to be able to say, I ran into CAD at five years apart. This contributor is having a problem. So that way you can kind of build patterns and see where you should focus that energy again. And I want to better understand the community at a personal level. A good friend of mine, John O'Bacon, is not here, but he's once said, everything in life starts with people. And I really believe that. And I think we need to focus more on people, on relationships. Because in the end, code's great, but that code's created by people and you should kind of focus on that. And I want to tell a couple of stories that I think are illustrative of this. Let's say you have a long time contributor, contributing at a very consistent rate over a pretty long period of time and he suddenly disappears. I want a tool that lets me know that so I can reach out.  Or maybe he's having a problem with the product and I want to know that so I can help him. Or maybe he's having a personal issue and he's been a great contributor and maybe I can help him with that. Or maybe you have a contributor, she's worked at Company X to use your product. She moves on to Company Y. Once again, use your product, create contributor. And now you know she's moving on to Company Z. You want to reach out and say, is Company Z using our product? If they are, how can I enable that contributor to succeed there? And if they're not, how can I enable her to maybe get that product into the organization? Or a third thing, unlike the first story where it was one contributor that stopped contributing, let's say you have a large organization and dozens of people are very regular in contributing to your product or project. If all of them stop contributing at the same time, you probably have a problem on your hands and there's something you're going to want to look into before you lose that trustee. It's a couple other things to keep in mind here. Understand this thing, it's always going to change, right? As you get more data, you're going to want more data and things are going to just evolve and you need a tool that's flexible and will evolve with you. And it's going to be different by community. What's right for me is not going to be what's right for you. Every community is different and really embracing that and understanding that is really, really important. And you should really understand whether you're running a project or a product. They're two very different things but I think flexible tooling should be able to address both of those. And it's also really, really important and I think undervalued to understand what you don't want to track. Be very careful what you incentivize because the law of unintended consequences will get you. So with those kind of requirements in mind, I set out looking for some open source projects. I'm an open source person that never wants to build something new if I don't have to. There's a ton of great software out there. So the first thing I did is kind of looked to see what there was, to see if maybe I could build on top of it. Or if something existed that did exactly what I wanted, which would have been great. So here's kind of a list of the current options in this space. For those of you not familiar with Grimoire from Batergia, absolutely awesome product. Absolutely awesome project. Awesome team, awesome company. For many of you, that's honestly going to be the right answer. It does pretty much everything. It pulls things in from CICD, from Git, from GitHub, from pretty anything you're using from bug trackers to forums to mailing lists. It's going to pull that data in. It does really great analytics. It's kind of a little bit of a steep learning curve and because of the products that it built on top of, it was kind of difficult for me to extend it in the way that I wanted. So that's why we didn't use that as a base. OSS dashboard from Amazon is actually really good, but the way it runs in phases, I also didn't think it was appropriate to build on. OSS tracker from Netflix was kind of the most encouraging from the beginning because I think philosophically, it was the closest to what I wanted. Unfortunately, I couldn't even get it to run after quite a bit of trying. It was written in Scala, which I don't know. So it just didn't seem like a good base because of those reasons. Gator from PayPal also really awesome. We used to use it previously. It's languishing a little bit now and it's not as maintained as it used to be. So it didn't seem like a good base because of that reason. And there's a bunch of others, but like I said, none of them are really extensible in the way that I wanted to go. So I was, as I said, I talk about community analytics a lot. I was talking to this gentleman for those of you don't know him, Stuart Landridge. He was not able to be here today, but he is watching the live stream. So everyone say hi to Stuart. I said hi to you. So we were going back and forth and the idea kind of coalesced. And one day in the pub, he said, haha, I can build this. And he started. So what we have is something called Measure. I don't love the name. It turns out naming things really is hard. So if you have any better ideas, certainly open to change in the name, but I'm happy to announce we tagged version .01 yesterday. And what that really means is it's going to be pretty stable, reasonably easy to install, and mostly work as expected. It's definitely still beta quality software. It does seem to work. It does need some work. The documentation especially needs some work. The install needs to get a little bit better. All things were aiming for version .02. And things are gonna involve, so I want feedback on the idea, the implementation, pretty much everything. I'd love to get your feedback on it. But at its core, for lack of a better term, and I don't love the term, it's a contributor relationship management system. It's really metrics that focus on not just the code, although it does focus a lot on code, but also the contributors. Basically what I want to understand is how people as individuals and people as organizations are interacting with my projects. I'd also like to take a brief second to thank the Linux Fund who made .1 of this possible. End note, I abstained for voting on this one, but I am on the board of the Linux Fund. So if you have an open source project that you think needs funding, feel free to track me down and let's check. So a few quick product philosophies here should be simple. We're willing to trade to be frank some flexibility for simplicity. We want this to be really easy, very little learning curve. We want you to be able to kind of install it, jump in and get right into it. It should look good. And I think this is sometimes undervalued in the open source community, although recently this seems to be changing, which is really awesome. Should be pretty opinionated on the box, but should be really extensible. Like I said, what's right for my community is not gonna be what's right for your community. So if you don't like the decisions I've made, you should be able to very easily change them. As I mentioned before, I think your employees not being able to get their code merged is a way different problem with way different solutions than your community not being able to get code merged. So it should very explicitly and easily be able to separate them out differently, but also aggregate them obviously because you wanna know your overall health. And it should treat the people as first class citizens. Like the concept of a contributor should be baked into the product at a very fundamental level. Just a few implementation details. Of course, 100% open source. You wanna do Apache 2 license. Actually uses GH crawler from Microsoft, which is, we found a few bugs in there. Submit them upstream. Microsoft was surprisingly receptive and merged them actually quicker than I would have anticipated, to be honest though. I thought that was interesting. We've also contributed to a couple other upstream projects, charts.js and stuff, for example. So it takes the concept of a widget and reports and then it builds those into dashboards. It's written in Node and there's the GitHub URL for those that wanna check it out. Like I said, I tagged them. We'll call it the first pre-release yesterday. So here is a quick screenshot. Like I said, I am gonna do a demo. But it kind of took the unit's velocity here. Every widget does one thing. One thing only does it really well and you can kind of pipe them together to do pretty much anything that you want. Like I said, we wanted it to look good. So I really wanna thank Michael as well as a friend of Stuart. He did the design work on this. I think he did a really good job. And I'll kind of walk you through some of the widgets and things here in the demo. But if you don't have any questions or anyone has any questions, I'll get into the demo. Questions? This resolution on this thing is not what I thought it would be. So it should be interesting. I can't even see those right here. So here's the overview. This is gonna be every repo that you have in the system is an aggregated view of this. So it's gonna get one of the widget types is just data. One of the widget types is gonna be a line graphs. One is gonna be stack charts, things like that. So you're gonna get a very quick overview of how the code is progressing, things like open issues, things like new contributors, old contributors, contributors are not in any organization. And then you can also drill down by repository and get that same information. So this is just a fictitious kind of setup for this. So if you go into Mongo, you can see where your open issues are, open PRs, which contributors are leaving, which contributors are coming is on the bottom here. So you can say, here's a list of new people contributing to the project. Here's people that are leaving. Yes? It should be tracking more than code. Yeah. These metrics always even code related.  There's an entire contributor panel. There's an organizational panel as well. What's the metric, the process of making code? So they come with the process of making code, but the concept of kind of the notes and the when's the last time this person left, when's the last time this person came, things like velocity at a contributor level, velocity changes. Things of that nature where it comes into focus with people. So I want to be notified, like I said, when people that are regular contributors, when they leave, or when their velocity of contribution changes. So that's where I think you need to focus on the people. And that's something that this tool enables you to do that I don't think the other tools do. The other tool is really the contributor is just, they checked in this much code kind of thing, where this, if you look at the, so if you go into an organization that'll list the people that are in that organization and you can click on them individually and see what they've done. Like I said, you can add notes. So ran into them at FOSTA, had a problem on this date. The notes right now aren't structured because we're still building that out. But once they're structured, you'll be able to do alerting and things of that nature. Or you'll be able to put a note for a future date saying, sell this contributor, we'll be at FOSTA, remind me the day before kind of thing. So that's where I think the focus on people is going to come in. So here's the contributor dashboard. You can see how many open PRs they have, open issues, a bunch of data about them, the rate at which their PRs are being accepted or rejected, things like that. And then you can also do, so the concept of teams is, you're gonna have a bunch of repos obviously, but you might have one team responsible for six. That just aggregates it by those. So those are arbitrarily defined user definitions. And then reports are, you might have like an engineering lead who doesn't want to go into this tool and get a certain numbers and look at graphs. They want one very specific data point. Reports allow you to build that one thing and you can email it, have it email it to them or just give them the URL either way, but it's just that specific data. So you don't have to, so if you want to respond to them by repository, for example, it's just that data with nothing else there. So that's a demo, I'm happy to take questions from there. Sometimes you have, you know that, and sometimes there is a lot to show them. So a repository can be a part of multiple teams and a person can be on multiple teams. So, and then we're building out sub teams as well, but that's not in there in point one. So the data right now is all in GH crawler, which is basically a MongoDB store of all of the, so it has like a one collection for issues, one collection for PRs. So you can also query against Mongo directly if you'd like, but the widgets query against Mongo now. So no, we don't do that, but that is a good idea. Thank you. So the inside outside org right now is not a GitHub definition, it's what you define it as. So the one downside that I would say of the tool, and I don't know a way to fix this and I'm happy to hear of answers to this, but people use GitHub orgs in way different ways. So we didn't want to base it on GitHub orgs. So now you actually place people in orgs manually. There's an API to do it programmatically, but so you would say they're in the Microsoft org and they can be in sub orgs and multiple orgs and they can leave and come and go from orgs. Sometimes the contributor is going to become an employee. You want to track those two time frames separately, which the tool currently does. So you would put them in those different orgs. You can right now only have one in the org though. We should be the biggest man. Okay. One thing I should have showed. So if you do go into a repository, this is right here is where it is inside and outside the org. So you can see everything's going to change based on that. Yeah. Are you thinking of, are you thinking to start in terms of relationship between contributors, having office hours and you know, the participation of these people in office hours and any other, any different activities than co-communications? So the way the structured notes will be built out, something like office hours would be appropriate for a note. We eventually will track more than just code, certainly, things like mailing lists. It will never to be frank to track all the things that are to track because I don't think they're gonna ever be competitive tool. But realizing that code is not just the only way to contribute. So we will pull on other things. Probably after version one note. We want to get this experience correct first and then build out other data points for you. Oh, sorry? I don't worry. I'd like to talk about extending it to not only get up, but getting other sources like Wikis. Of course people, projects are also participating in writing documentation. Writing has FHQs, whatever. Or even writing policy, writing whatever you can think about what you need for running your project or your office source and software development or whatever. Is there a plan to integrate other sources like this? Yeah, so for version point one, we want to just get hub. Version point two will probably be other like GitLab and maybe Bitbucket or something. But after version one, we would definitely want to take Wikis, mailing lists, Slack, things like that. Any kind of participation point that we can get and pull it in. Absolutely, yeah. Because to get the whole community inside here, we need to expand it over just the coding platform. Absolutely, right. And that's where it's really about people. If you have someone that's really awesome in Slack but doesn't contribute code, that's still an awesome contributor. We want to know about that. So reminders are going to be in the next version. Yes, there's an API. Most of the things you can do in the UI, we can already do through the API. So you can write automated tooling from there. We haven't written any yet, though. Gameification or anything? Sorry, can I just repeat the question? He was asking if there'll be gamification built into the platform. I'd probably not. Because I believe you have to be careful what you incentivize. I would be reticent to do that. If there's a way that does it in a way I'm happy with, I'd be open to it. But my gut would be probably not. Is something that just the project moderates for this work? Not the individual contributors. The contributors don't see this. So it's just for the owner of the project. So I would imagine that some projects will absolutely make this data open to their community. I would imagine that some companies would not. We also, right now, the authentication model is one of three things. It can be completely authenticated, which means anyone can view and anyone can add notes, can change orgs. We have an authentication model that everyone can see, but you need to log in to edit. And then an authentication model where you have to log in to see anything. So we kept it pretty simple for now, but those are the three kind of models. Is this a project or a product? Project, very much. Deliberately. So this was something that the company wanted to have for their repositories. So they don't sponsor the project in any way. They do allow, as I said, we're hiring. We allow our engineers to do cool things. I have to be over time, right? I don't want to... No, you're not. Actually, you still have three minutes and then we have a five minute transition for community carryover, which will be me standing at the front of the room embarrassing myself until other people want you too. Sorry, thanks. So on the roadmap, he asked about AI impacting the tool. Things like sentiment analysis are definitely part of that plan. I think there's some very cool machine learning things that would enable us to make more accessible data, which is something we want. Definitely, yes. If you want to contribute that. Anything else? Thank you, Jeremy. Oh. Wait, wait. I'm under the wire. Puzzle beater. So you're saying it doesn't help? So right now it doesn't. We'll have to add that to GHcrawler upstream, but yeah, happy to do that. It should obviously support more than to help in the end, yes. In the afternoon, analyzing developers and networks in the community, is it somehow related to your purpose? No. Thanks. Yeah.


After a brief introduction to the insurance cycle, we would go into the discussion on Takaful. But before that, let us further look into the nature of insurance business or the nature of treatment of risk in insurance business. We have established in Islamic finance that trading in risk is prohibited. We are not allowed to buy and sell risk for a price. So the risk cannot be bought and sold in an Islamic economic framework, especially when it happens to be on its own. However, risk can be bundled with some other goods and services. In that case, consideration of risk may change the price. If we are buying a commodity, if we are buying an item which has probability of becoming bad, i.e. there is some risk involved, given this perception we might be willing to pay less. So the risk plays a role in price determination but when it is part of a product, it is part of an item, it is inherent in it, in that case the price may be changed. The price may go down if there is excessive risk inherent in an item to be sold. Just to give you an explicit example, there is a healthy animal and there is a sick animal. Otherwise, this is a cow, this is a cow and when I check, I find this cow is very healthy, the other one has got some health problem. It is very natural for me to negotiate a lower price for the unhealthy cow because there is more risk inherent in that item. In case of insurance, however, the main subject matter is risk. In the example I gave cow, it is actually we are buying a cow and if the quality of that cow is not that good, i.e. it is not healthy, then we are buying some risk with it by way of paying a less price. In case of insurance, as I said, the main item to be shifted from one party to the other or the main item to be traded is actually risk and this is what the insurance companies are building their business on. Even you look at the logos and the advertisements of insurance companies, they would offer you an insight or they would create a perception of some kind of protection against something bad happening. Like this one. This means this company is offering home insurance.  If something of risk happens to you, we would be happy to help you. Even if you are travelling, something bad can happen i.e. delay in the flights or their luggage can be lost or delayed, the flight can be cancelled. So all this kind of risks, we i.e. the insurance company would take care of if you pay us certain amount of money. Even there are some insurance companies which would be offering you certain insurance policies which would protect the education of your children in case of your income loss. Your job is done, the insurance company would be able to help you. So in case of insurance, the main subject matter is actually risk. However, strictly speaking, in case of insurance business, risk is not bought and sold. There is an exchange of risk from one party to the other one but the parties they do not buy or sell risk. In insurance, the story is a bit different.   This is what we do in insurance. So we give our risk to the insurance company and along with this one, we pay certain amount. Thank you very much. You have taken away our risk. That is the nature of insurance business, especially in the context of conventional insurance. Now, this garbage story or the other story, this may explain the things in one way but the story is not exactly like this one and this is something we shall be explaining in our next few modules.