This paper is on Military Pilots vs. Civilian Pilots. The literature review builds on the annotated bibliography. For the topic you chose for your annotated bibliography in Module 2, complete the following:
Military Pilots vs. Civilian Pilots – the annotated bibliography
The literature review builds on the annotated bibliography.
For the topic you chose for your annotated bibliography in Module 2, complete the following:
Review your annotated bibliography.
Define a problem statement that, in your opinion, would be useful and practical for you to investigate, based on the information presented in your annotated bibliography sources (and others if needed).
Organize your sources by sorting and classifying their findings in a meaningful way, always considering your original topic and also problem.
Write a literature review that would seem to offer the greatest potential for developing a good theoretical framework, using 7 to 10 references.
All of these can be from your annotated bibliography, or you can use others in addition to those in your annotated bibliography.
Further, develop the theoretical framework incorporating its basic functions as discussed in the text.
Finally, generate a set of testable hypotheses based on your research question and the theoretical framework.
I can’t imagine a better career than that of a professional pilot. I’ve been places and experienced things while flying that I have trouble even describing to most people. If you’ll forgive me for waxing poetic for a moment, I’ll quote High Flight by the great aviator poet, John Gillespie Magee Jr.,
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds – and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of – wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew –
And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.