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</o:shapelayout></xml><![endif]--></head><body lang=EN-US link=blue vlink=purple style='word-wrap:break-word'><div class=WordSection1><p class=MsoNormal>This is excellent. A ran your prompt on Bard and here’s what it produced. In my opinion, ChatGPT wrote a way better story. Bard’s is a bit choppy – just a bunch of sentences lumped together in paragraphs - and nowhere near as descriptive as Chat’s.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>I gave Bard a thumbs down and told it that Chat wrote a better story. Wonder what it will think about that!<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><img width=64 height=64 style='width:.6666in;height:.6666in' id="Picture_x0020_1" src="cid:image001.gif@01D96216.3E9EB010"><o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>It was the first day of the annual cultural festival in Zimbabwe. The streets were filled with people from all over the country, celebrating their different cultures. Among the crowd was a young Zimbabwean boy named Tendai and a young Chinese girl named Mei.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>Tendai was excited to be at the festival. He had never been to China before, and he was eager to learn more about its culture. Mei was also excited to be at the festival. She had never been to Zimbabwe before, and she was eager to learn more about its culture.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>Tendai and Mei were both drawn to the same booth, which was selling traditional Chinese food. They both ordered a plate of dumplings, and they started talking. They quickly realized that they had a lot in common. They both loved to learn new things, and they both loved to travel.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>As they talked, Tendai and Mei became friends. They talked about their families, their schools, and their dreams for the future. They also talked about the festival, and how much they were enjoying it.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>When it was time to go, Tendai and Mei exchanged contact information. They promised to keep in touch, and they both looked forward to meeting again.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>Tendai and Mei continued to keep in touch after the festival. They talked on the phone, they sent emails, and they even visited each other in their respective countries. They learned a lot about each other's cultures, and they grew even closer as friends.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>One day, Tendai and Mei decided to take a trip together. They went to China, and they had a wonderful time exploring the country. They visited many different cities, and they learned a lot about Chinese history and culture.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'>Tendai and Mei's friendship continued to grow, and they became even closer. They were both very happy that they had met each other, and they were both grateful for the friendship that they shared.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>____________________________________________________________<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Rich Eichacker, President<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Vibrance Technology Corp.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>866-VIBRANCE (842-7262)<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><a href="http://www.vibrancetech.com/"><span style='color:#0563C1'>www.vibrancetech.com</span></a><o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><i><span style='color:fuchsia'>Software and Database Development (and satisfied customers) since 1995.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class=MsoNormal>___________________________________________________________<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto'><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><div><div style='border:none;border-top:solid #E1E1E1 1.0pt;padding:3.0pt 0in 0in 0in'><p class=MsoNormal><b>From:</b> Hidden-discuss <hidden-discuss-bounces@lists.hidden-tech.net> <b>On Behalf Of </b>Michael Muller via Hidden-discuss<br><b>Sent:</b> Tuesday, March 28, 2023 03:28 PM<br><b>To:</b> hidden-discuss <hidden-discuss@lists.hidden-tech.net><br><b>Subject:</b> [Hidden-tech] ChatGPT prompt -- I'm impressed<o:p></o:p></p></div></div><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p>Ok, I finally set up an account at chat.openai.com/chat and gave the following prompt: "Write a short story about a Zimbabwe boy child and a Chinese girl child who meet at a festival and become friends." The result was a well written, pretty heart warming story.<o:p></o:p></p><p>As a programmer, I can sort of softly peel back a couple of the layers to explain how it came up with this, but not the whole thing.<o:p></o:p></p><p>BTW, the Arts festival it lists is real and is happening in four weeks in Zimbabwe, and Tawanda is the 54th most popular name for boys there.<o:p></o:p></p><p>Mik<o:p></o:p></p><p>-----<o:p></o:p></p><p><b>Write a short story about a Zimbabwe boy child and a Chinese girl child who meet at a festival and become friends.</b><o:p></o:p></p><p>Tawanda had always been fascinated by the colorful posters plastered all over town, announcing the upcoming Harare International Festival of the Arts. He had never been to a festival before, and the idea of seeing music, theater, and dance performances from all over the world made him tingle with excitement.<br><br>On the first day of the festival, Tawanda found himself wandering through the bustling crowds, his eyes wide with wonder. Everywhere he looked, there were people from all walks of life, dressed in their most colorful and extravagant outfits. As he was making his way through a particularly busy section of the festival, he spotted a young girl standing by herself, gazing up at the towering buildings around her. She looked lost and a little scared, and Tawanda felt a sudden urge to help her.<br><br>"Hello," he said, approaching her cautiously. "Are you okay?"<br><br>The girl turned to him and smiled, and Tawanda was struck by her beauty. Her eyes were dark and almond-shaped, and her hair was black and shiny, pulled back into two long braids. She wore a traditional Chinese dress, with a bright red silk skirt and a white blouse adorned with delicate embroidery.<br><br>"I'm fine," she said in perfect English. "I'm just a little lost. My parents went to see a show, and I got separated from them."<br><br>Tawanda knew what it was like to feel lost in a crowd. He offered to help the girl look for her parents, and together they started weaving their way through the sea of people. As they walked, Tawanda learned that the girl's name was Mei, and that she was visiting Zimbabwe with her family.<br><br>As they searched, Tawanda and Mei discovered that they had more in common than they thought. They both loved music, and Tawanda was thrilled to learn that Mei played the erhu, a traditional Chinese instrument. Mei was equally fascinated by Tawanda's stories of Zimbabwean mbira music and dance.<br><br>Eventually, they found Mei's parents waiting anxiously by the entrance to the main theater. Mei's mother was overjoyed to see her daughter safe and sound, and she thanked Tawanda for his kindness. Tawanda and Mei exchanged phone numbers, promising to stay in touch after the festival was over.<br><br>For the rest of the festival, Tawanda and Mei hung out together, exploring the different performances and getting to know each other better. They laughed and danced and sang, and Tawanda felt a deep sense of joy and connection that he had never experienced before. He had made a friend from a completely different culture, and it had opened up a whole new world for him.<br><br>As the festival came to a close, Tawanda felt a twinge of sadness knowing that he and Mei would have to say goodbye. But he also felt a sense of gratitude, for the friendship that had bloomed between them in the most unexpected of places. He knew that he would always treasure the memory of that magical week, and the girl from China who had taught him that no matter where you come from, music and friendship can bring people together.<o:p></o:p></p><p>-----<o:p></o:p></p><p><o:p> </o:p></p><pre>Mik Muller, president<o:p></o:p></pre><pre>Montague WebWorks<o:p></o:p></pre><pre>20 River Street, Greenfield, MA<o:p></o:p></pre><pre>413-320-5336<o:p></o:p></pre><pre><a href="http://MontagueWebWorks.com">http://MontagueWebWorks.com</a><o:p></o:p></pre><pre>Powered by ROCKETFUSION<o:p></o:p></pre><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p></div></body></html>