Assignment #10: Bullying

In my life I've seen a lot of bullying but not really experienced it. I've always been the type of girl that stands up for herself no matter what. At this moment I can't think of a moment when I've been bullied. When I was in middle school i was scared to get bullied but I nevered experienced getting bullied. I would always see other people get bullied in the worst ways. Most of the bullying was because of peer-pressure. I would always just look at them and feel sorry because they would get beat. 

Sometimes my friends would get bullied but i always use to stand up for them and ask them why they didn't stand up for themselves. They would alwasy say that they were scared something worse would happen to them. When they would say that I would always look at them and laugh because it was middle school. I guess they didn't know that when they got to high school they really had to fear. They would always ask me why no one really messed with me, and my answer was, "because I'm not scared."

I guess fear was what attracked the bullies. No one really knew how to give attitude back when they knew they were right. At points I guess even teachers can bully when they're not fair. At a point teachers tried to bully me telling me that if i didn't do this they would give me a referral, or if I didn't do that they were going to send me to the office. Me being me obviuosly I was not going to let that happen. I know sometimes I was wrong for talking back to a teacher, but at the sametime they were wrong for threathening for a wrong reason. I would always stand up for myself, especialy if I knew I was right. 

I think that i have bullied. I believe me standing up for myself sometimes looked like i was bullying, but that not the main way. I've bullied and still bully my little siblings sometimes. I know its wrong to do that but i mean everyone does it at a point in life.                                           

Assigntment #9:Allien Contact

As the day arrived we waited patiently. As we saw them decent from the sky to our earth grounds, we showed fear. When I first saw them I thought to myself, “How are they really?” the setting was like if we were getting ready for war, our people on one side and them on the other. For a good while we stared at each other just waiting to see who was going to be the first to interact with them. As we all looked around, a small little boy steps forward, as one of theirs did too.

The little children all stepped forward and started interacting. As we let them be for a goo while, we all step forward and just looked at each other closely. I got the opportunity to interact with a young girl. I say girl because to me she didn’t look like the aliens every one draws and things like that, she looks like a human young lady.

Everyone was just starring at each other with confusion. When the “aliens” would look at us they looked kind of curious. A few minutes later the “aliens” started touching our faces, and speaking among themselves. All of the people that were there just looked around saying, “What are they saying?” At that point some of them started speaking our languages. We were all very surprised.

As they told us that not many spoke our language, but they were learning. As some got along with others we started to get along better. We were in the same spot for a while just observing each other, seeing each other’s every move and everything. It was just so amazing to see them look like humans, knowing them came from another planet.

Each of us had now made friends with the other side and started to come across fun things to do. Everyone went their own way with their new friends. Some people even stayed at other people house. I remember have a family in my house. It was like the dad, mom, older son, younger son, and a younger daughter y todo.

They were a family like my family. I got along with all their kids and we would go everywhere together. The oldest was about 21 years old, and he hung around my big brother. The other two were 18 and 14, they hung around me. They would go to school with me and yeah. They were very nice “aliens”, like they were very nice. The teenage aliens wouldn’t argue with each other and they would only apologize to each other if they disagreed or they would just simply not say anything and change conversation. To me they were like perfect humans because they were very, very patient.

Days would pass by and still I would observe them very closely .

ASSIGNMENT 7: My-Self Value

The Value

Be yourself because being you is having value. Everything in this world has a value, but if you don’t be yourself you don’t have a high value because you’re trying to be like someone else and not yourself. The value we each have is as much as we make it. If we give ourselves a low value everyone else might not give us that value.

Sometimes people try to act something they’re not. For example: some girls’ say that they cant they’re not girl girls, but at times they say they can’t live without make-up. Come on, if you’re not a girly girl you shouldn’t care how you look. If you want everyone to know the real value you have to show the real you.

There’s a young lady I know. This young lady is so real with everyone. She’s a beautiful young lady; she looks beautiful with and without make up. I think it’s so funny, cute and real that she’s the type of girl who doesn’t care how she looks, especially for school. She always asks herself why girls wear their very best to school. One day she comes to school drop dead gorgeous (but not in her very best, and the other she comes in like whatever. Everyone always ask her why she’s like that. Her answer never changes, its always,” Because this is the way I really am.”

Why can’t we all be who we really are? I know some worry to much about who’s going to like them and all that, but if someone likes you its better that they like you for who you are for real thank how you are when you trying to be something or someone your really not.

Everyone judges everyone; it’s the way life is. If you give yourself a high value maybe other wont, but to be honest it shouldn’t matter what value others give you. You know what you’re really worth and that’s all that matters. Never let anyone bring you down and let them make you believe that you’re worth less. People make mistakes and fall but when you fall, make sure to get right back up and dust your shoulders before you move on. When you dust your shoulders your value builds up ten times more thank it was before.

Everything in this world has a value and everyone puts they’re own value. Some things are so simple at a store and the value they give it is a lot. That’s how humans are; sometimes a person is worth more than what we value them.

Sometimes the more it cost isn’t better in material stuff, but in people the more the better. No matter what, good or bad always appreciate everything about you. Sometimes we might think something on ourselves isn’t worth nothing but we might no be able to see what others end up seeing.

Always remember to be yourself and not just be yourself, be the best that you can be. Never let anyone bring you down.

Culture Underpinning of Literature

Everything in life always has to do with culture, race, politics, or religion. You might think we don’t have problems involving culture, race, and religion, but we do. This country has a war, a war within. The United States is known to be the country of freedom, but what freedom do they give when their fighting against the word of freedom. We have governs fighting to kick Mexicans out of this country, we have a priest trying to prevent Islamic get away with practicing there religion, and finally we have different races and cultures not get along with one another.

I still don’t understand why they still have “The New Colossus” poem apply to the Statue of Liberty. The Statue of Liberty is like the symbol of “freedom”, but is it really the symbol of “freedom?” Look at what this poem says and analyze it.

The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus, 1883

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

the air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

with silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" Does this poem still apply to this country? From what I see it doesn’t not no more. Lets go back to the last quote, where it says "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

This particular part of the poem does no longer apply to the meaning and purpose of this country. This is proven because look at what they governor of Arizona has accomplished. If you might just look Mexican a cop can stop you and ask you for your legal documents (papers). She wants all Mexicans out of the United States. That poem tells us that if they want better life to come to America, but what for, all they do is kick them right back to México. This is proving the meaning of this country is false. This situation also brings racism.

I turn my head everyway, and there’s racism everywhere. The reasons aren’t good enough in my point of view to be taking smack. In a way everyone is the same and the history is alive. I don’t understand why they difference us by color. There’s nothing wrong with being darker than others

Not so long ago they had done a survey asking kindergarteners a few questions. They would ask kids all across the country who are the smartest people? All the kids even the colored kids would point at the white person. Then they asked them who the bad people are? All of them, even the colored kids would point at the African American person. This proves that even little 5 year old kids experience the differ or race. I really don’t see why everyone can’t get along with everyone else. A lot of people follow their politics and lots of politics are very racist. Somehow everyone has a little bit of racism in them. Sometimes racism starts because of culture and religion. Many people are from different cultures and they follow and practice the religion their culture revolves around.

Many think just because I’m Mexican I practice the Catholic religion, but I don’t. I’m LSD (Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints) also known Mormon. So just because you’re a certain culture does not mean you have to be a certain religion.

Culture is a beautiful thing to learn about, because everyone’s culture is different and you can learn so much more about life. But culture also can start fights between different races because everyone believes in something different. Sometimes people don’t do it on purpose, but they still end up doing it. Everything is mostly said in jokes. First about race and with race they move on to religion.

How can someone be talking crap about someone else religion? They think that everyone in a certain religion are the same.

Haiku

You believe that they’re punks but do you know how bad they might be hurting.

Listen to the trouble all they desire is patience and attention.

Maybe love or just a friend who knows, they might even just need wings to fly.

The Book I'm Reading

The book I've reading is Career Coach Managing Your Career in the Music Industry by Shelly Field.

MY SHOW AND TELL

A speaker? Its not the speaker its the sound and melodies that come out of a speaker. To me my headset is important for many reasons. Music is my life and I can say I can't live without. it. My headset goes with e everywhere I go even if I go to party. Music is they way of life I choose. When im down music is the one thing that can uplift me. I rememeber when i was younger a simple bear would be important to me, but now that im older and know what i want to do for my life I realize whats really important to me, and that music. I remember when i was like 8 years old i would carry my cd player with me everwhere, but now that technology grow i carry my MP3 everywhere. My mp3 is so important to me because everday a new problem in life shows up and and music helps me feel more relaxed and helps me think about what i can do about it. Alot of people might say their car opr there computer is important to them, but to me is my mp3 because its part of me, my lifestyle, and my world. Music helps me consintrate and not only that but it helps me see the world differently. It's so funny how music and my mp3 is so important for because its such a dumb thing. People always say, "The bigger the better" and for me its not because how such a small thing can make me so happy like a little girl with her dolls.

My Final Exam

With struggles and successes my sophomore year was a challenge. I had my ups and downs but I don’t regret anything I did because all this helps me grow and be more knowledgeable. I have s many dreams in my life and my sophomore has helped me think about what I really want. I have always been a strong girl and I never gave up and this year I almost let everything does down the drain. At the beginning of the year I tried and work so hard. Outside of school my life is very different and I’m always stressed. The second semester things started changing and I just stop caring. I always had my goals and I just didn’t even care anymore. I completely stop trying and I would just sit in class and do nothing.

With those struggles in my life my whole goals and success died. I was at the point of dropping out and just get a job. I was so sick and tired of school. But I’ve always been the type of person that thinks twice before any final decision. When I thought about dropping out I thought about it every night for like a month. I remember I would even cry because it was so hard. Then it hit me! I knew I shouldn’t let my problems ruin my hopes and dreams. Then I once more pick my head on and started fighting for my dreams. I was about to quit because my grades were going down but once I decided to pick my head I had to focus and think.

I thought I wasn’t going to make it, but no matter what I didn’t quit and I kept trying. I always said to myself, “If I don’t pass I will have too kept trying and never give up.”

Maybe this wasn’t the most exciting and funniest year but it’s the year I have learned the most. Maybe I didn’t learn much at school but sure did teach me a life lesson. I learned how to stay stronger and keep my head up higher. This world has so many lessons in life and sometimes and a teenager I don’t pay much attention to it but for my age I have learned many lessons. I have learned how people can be so different, real, and fake. This year my eyes were opened and I got to see the world in a different way.

This year was my first year at Atrisco Heritage Academy High School. I first came here I didn’t know anyone; I was always the third wheel. But the third wheel wasn’t so bad because I had the opportunity to observe and think and just analyze my peers. I learned that in high school pretty much no one is innocent and they all do something that isn’t right even myself. At the end I ended up not being the third wheel, and I was known more and made more friends, but I had already observe and I already knew what was coming next.

Just of thinking how I was going to quit and end it all makes me smile because I picked my head up and it went even higher. Now, I’m just going to try harder and harder to become the best and do what I want. So now I’m here writing this blog waiting for the last minutes of school, of my sophomore year to end and become a junior.

About me

Music

Music is my life. Everything I do somehow revolves around music. I think music is a way of life and everyone has a way of living it. Everyone can be so surprised how much music is in my life. I mean I literally go to sleep to music, wake up to music, drive to music, think to music, and a lot more to music. On my daily bases I talk to underground artist, I support those who are good and let those who aren’t know. I like to judge them so I can help them be a little better. I’m not a big expert in music but I know what’s good and bad. To me the beat is very important because, well I’m a dancer and I have to be able to feel the beat. I know some music has slow beats but I’m also good on what’s good because I sing.

Today is May 20th, 2010 and we had a group of artist come to our school and perform. They were local artist and they were called “The Dream Team.” Some many people were judging them bad, but they have no idea how good they are, I mean just to have the guts to start doing what they do makes them good, because some people have talent and don’t show it and they do I mean It was amazing. I want to say they have my support 100%. I was just so amazed how people judge them bad. Maybe I’m a nice person but I’m pretty sure that when it comes to music I judge hard. The one thing I can say is that you get good things out of every artist because each one has at least a good skill.

In my everyday life I go searching the web for underground artist and comment them in at least one thing. I love so music so much it’s so crazy. I mean my mp3 is full of underground music.

My Wisdom in Life

In my life I have learned many things. In my life I have been through lots of test. No one ever said life was going to be easy or 24/7 fun. I did have my fun at times but I did drain lots of tears. I think the hardest age in my life were my teens. When I was a teen I was mature but immature at times. I understood life better than others and I was stronger than other teens too. I learned so much in my teen years. It’s so hard to be perfect no matter how much you try. It was so amazing how I never tried that much to be a perfect girl. Life will always have drama and fights but you have to suck it up and think twice before anything.

In life nothings free even if it seems like it is, it’s not because one day you’re going to struggle just like your parents did. It’s a cycle, what goes around comes around. I always respected my peers and adults around me. It’s sad to see young boy disrespect a young lady just to act cool. In life I learned that if you’re being the best you can be with people, people will be the best than can be with you. Sometimes you can be surprised how people don’t notice you good behavior and treat you bad. When that happened to me I would just go with it and agree with whatever they would say.

In life nothing is going to be how you want it, but you can always try to make it the best to your abilities. Trying your best in life is the key of being the best. Be patient and think twice. Be mature to make responsible decisions.

Never let anyone bring you down. Have pride and don’t let them see those tears in your eyes. Don’t let the critics see fail and keep your head up. If you stumble make sure you don’t hit the ground, and if you hit the ground go for another round.

Person For A Day

If I could choose to be someone for a day, I would choose to be my mother. I would want to be my mom because she’s a strong woman that never gives up. I think my mom is one of the strongest women I’ve ever met. I know for a fact a lot of woman would gave up and done something stupid if they were in my mother’s place.

In my family we have had so much hard times and my mom always receives bad news by herself. In my family my older brother has heart problems. He has had heart problems since he was born. When he was 1 year old he received heart surgery. After that surgery he was good till he was 10 years old. When he was 10 my mom was told that he needs to receive a pacemaker. When my mom received that news she was by herself. My brother was good and healthy.

Tragedy hit my family when my brother was 15. It was his freshmen year at Rio Grande High School. Since the beginning of the year he started losing lots of strength. My brother never went to school because he was ill and we couldn’t do anything about it. I remember that he was always in bed. I would cry every night hoping he got better. I remember my mom would suffer so much looking at my brother with no strength. My brother would always tell me that he wasn’t feeling good. He would tell me because if he would’ve told my mom she would of worried and he didn’t want to worry my mom. I would end up telling my mom anyways.

Months later my brother started to get Minnie heart attacks. When my mom started to see the pain he was in she started to call his doctor to try to make an appointment. Every time she would call they didn’t want to talk to her. I remember my mom cry because she didn’t know what was wrong with my brother and the doctor didn’t want to see him. My mom could’ve broken down but she didn’t, she stayed strong and fought.

I was losing my brother by the minute. My mom had to take him to the emergency room and from there the doctor had to see him. My brother…….. My brother was dying. If my mom wouldn’t have took him to the emergency room he would have died that night. He couldn’t walk anymore. When the doctor saw him he didn’t know how to apologize to my mom. To my mom a apology wasn’t anything because her son was about to die.

My brother was under intensive therapy or care for 2 weeks. I practically lived in the hospital. When he was in the hospital we found out my brother needed a heart transplant. When I found out I was going crazy. I hated to see how much my big brother was suffering.

TO MY BETRAYAL

Sometimes people don’t do things to hurt you and we as humans are so blind that we take it wrong. Sometimes we never do anything wrong and people just stop believing you, when they should believe you could you never be traded them.

I once met a boy and at first I wasn’t interested but then I started to get to know him. He made me feel something I need felt before. I had fallen in love with him. When we told each other we loved each other it felt so real. I had never felt like this in my life. It was the most beautiful feeling in my life.

Loving each other knowing we couldn’t have a long distance relationship our love still grew. I remember we had a fight and we still stood strong, well as I thought. I was staying strong but he wasn’t, he got another girl behind my back and didn’t tell me. I notice because he was just acting so cold with me and I asked him what was wrong. He told me he needed to tell me something but he needed to wait till the right time. I had to tell him to tell me. He didn’t want to until I begged him. I knew it was going to hurt me and far enough he told me he was engaged. I remember that my whole world just stopped.

No matter what pain he made me feel I was always there. When he would fight with his girl I was always there giving him advice to get her back. It was hard being there for him, but I was. I would cry when he needed advice because it would just kill me inside, but I knew that with time everything I did for him will pay off. I always reminded him how much I loved him even when he was with his girl. I needed him to know that my feels will only grow and never fade.

Months later he found out his girl was pregnant from another guy. At first he didn’t mind but then she took it too far and he couldn’t take it no more and broke up with her. I do admit that I was kind of happy when he told me they broke up. Even though they were not together I didn’t get on his back to get with him. I and he would still talk and every day I will tell him how much I loved him.

Loving someone who doesn’t live in the same place as you is kind of hard, but when you would do anything and everything for that person you know you love that person. That’s how I felt, I felt, feel, and knew I would do anything and everything for him no matter how wrong he did me. I couldn’t leave his side even if I wanted too.

After a month he realized I loved him with all my heart and decided to ask me to be with him. To me it was a surprise because when we first realized we were falling in love we agreed on not having a long distance relationship, but when he asked me to be with him I didn’t think of it twice because he means so much to me. My friends always told me that they wouldn’t be able to trust someone that was a distance away. I knew it was crazy, but I trusted him with all my heart I never doubted him because he won my trust and something in my heart would always tell me to trust the one I love because if I don’t it would never work out.

After so much patience he broke up with me. I didn’t really ask questions why because I just needed to believe I gave him my all. After we separated we started fighting and just arguing. When I and he would argue I would hurt so badly, because I love him and when we would fight we would just hurt each other. At a point I got so tired of it I told him just to move on. At first I felt kind of relieved. After awhile I started dating another guy, this guy was always nice to me. One day he wanted me to tell him I loved him when I didn’t feel like that. I knew that if I were to say it I could hurt him and didn’t want too. He tried to push me too it and I just couldn’t take it and started crying. After I got off the phone with him I right away called my ex and I cried telling him how much I missed him. At this point it was too late when I realized I had made a mistake telling him to move on.

I hated missing someone so much. We still didn’t talk anymore and that would kill me more. All this suffering just really made me want to quit on my dreams. I was at the point of dropping out of school. I didn’t want to work I didn’t even try anymore. I remember it was just so hard for me to concentrate and try. One day I just woke up and said, “No, I’m not going to quit on my dreams… if I lost the one I love I’m not going to lose the dreams I want to accomplish.”

Now, we talk again but things are so complicated. I feel like I let him down. I know i didn't do anything to be trade him but I feel like i let him down. I was always there before and at the end i decided to stay away and not be there. I think that was the most biggest mistake I did through out the whole time. It sucks so bad because now i have to fight to try to earn his trust and love back. So many ba dthings but one good thing about this whole situation is that I got to mature so much, I got to be an adult and handle my own problems and agree with the mistakes i made.

The moral of the story is.... there is no moral. We have to live one day at a time and let life takle its course. Think that everything that happens to you, happens for a reason that you may not know, but soon you'll be able to realize every mistake in life.

Proposal

My Courage

In life you always have to have courage if not your nothing. In my life I’ve had many times I have had to be strong and have courage. For many teens and myself is hard to talk to your parents. My parents have always told me that they are will always be there for me whenever I need them. I was raised a way that many kids aren’t. My parents have lots of trust for me and my siblings and if we lose that trust we lose everything.

Recently I have been thinking about dropping out of school because my life isn’t that easy. It’s so hard to stay on task for so long and just focus when you have a million things running through your head. Last year I went to AIMS@UNM and it was difficulty, so I fell behind in credits. For falling behind in credits I had to go to night school this whole school year so I was caught up. I go Mondays and Wednesdays from 5:45pm to 9:30pm.

The first semester was fine and I didn’t really complain. This semester it was just hard since the beginning. I get so frustrated when I start failing one class. I work so hard most of the year that I can’t believe I stop carrying till now. I was just getting so frustrated and mad that I just stop trying. I just didn’t care anymore. It was so hard not to care because I would think about it when I got home and I look back at all the years I busted my ass to get here and quit. I would cry because I miss being so motivated.

From losing that motivation I had to find a way to get courage to tell my parents. I thought about it for awhile. One night my dad and I were sitting in one of the living rooms and I just let my feelings out. I told my dad that I just didn’t want to be in school that I just didn’t try anymore. When I told him I thought that he was going to get mad at me but no, he didn’t. My dad just told me that he wasn’t going to force me to be is at place I don’t want to be because it wouldn’t make a difference. When he told me that I got the goose bumps because I know how much it means to him that I get my education.

Just yesterday my life, thoughts and feelings changed. Yesterday when I got home from school.

The Time

Where would you go if you built a time -traveling machine? I know i would want to go to many places if i had a time -traveling machine, but in this case it wouldn't be a big change in time. I would want to go back to the year 2009 because I would change a lot of things I did. I would want to go back to change my actions and choices I had in between. In this case I would never had talk to a certain person and/ or ask him questions.

If i could go back to the year 2009 I would because my world had a big change. My life has always been different from normal or just other teenagers. As many know I have a sick brother and my family has always lived on a pack of worries. It’s so funny that my brother isn’t the reason why I would want to go back to 2009.

In 2009, a lot of people started to talk to me and I had met this special person. It was a guy and at first I wasn’t interested, but he just kept insisting. Finally, I gave him my number and we started to get to know each other from the inside. A couple of months have passed by when we notice that we were falling in love with each other. One day he finally told me he loved me and I responded with “I Love You Too!”

Those words changed everything from that day. Everything was going great because we both loved each other. We had a beautiful relationship for a while; it was all happiness and no tears. Around May things started to get weird and we started having problems and he started acting cold with me. That coldness hurt me and I had to ask him why he was acting so cold. I don’t think I will ever forget the words he told me when I asked him. The words he told me were, “I have another girl and I’m engaged.” … when those words were said to me, it killed me. I remember I never wanted to talk to him again.

Eventhough I never again wanted to talk to him, I did; and every time i would talk to him, the love I had for him would grow more 

When You Find me

To my grand children that one day will look for me and probably not find me. It's March 26, 2010 at about 1:18pm and I'm here writing about what i have been through in my life so you can get to know me. My name is Itzel Darleen Perez Galvan and I'm 16 years old. I was born on January 1st, 1994 in San Diego, California. I have one older brother and a younger brother and a younger sister. Jared Moroni Perez Galvan is my older brother, he's 17 and turning 18 on May 15. Francisco J. Perex Galvan is my younger brother, he's 9 and turning 10 on July 5th. My little sister is Yazmin Azeneth Perez Galvan and she's 4 and turning 5 on April 6th. We are a united set of sibilings (we do fight just like and set opf siblings). I lived in San Diego till I was 4 then i moved to Denver, Colorado. When my parents saw that there was no jobs there we decided to move

Change.org (Sexual Assault)

The Beauty of Wisdom Teaching.

    Does is matter to you? Do you like making a difference? I think that some people just think in general and not individual. Maybe if I help one person its not going to make a difference to the world but i know for a fact it would make a difference to the person I'm helping. Why do people think that if they don't help a big group of people or animals then they're not help at all? I think that as long as you make a difference to one person or animal is a great thing. Yeah, I know that there are many people and animals that need help in the world, and maybe the world won't notice but as long as you and the person or animal notice is enough to be remembered. What is making a difference to you? To me making a difference is helping someone without getting anything in return. Making a difference is doing something for someone to make a difference to them and no one else. I thinks it's so nice when a teenage guy or girl helps a older lady with anything. I mean what can a older lady ask for? Sometimes just by letting them sit on your chair makes a difference to them. Everyone thinks they have to do something big for it to make a difference, but it's not like that; just by giving a smile to someone makes a difference to them because we don't know what they're going through.

Once a very wise person told me that to be able to make a difference you have to want to make it first.

     

The Great Debaters

"We do what we have to do in order to do what we want to do (Farmer, Jr, James)." Knowing that we have the option of doing what we want just by doing what we have to do makes me think about what I'm doing wrong. In the movie "The Great Debaters" they showed me that just by doing what you have to do can bring us to do what we want to do. This movie is a good movie look at for many reasons. you can watch it to learn how to debate and you can also watch it for historical learning. This movie really touched me to see how colored people were treated. I don't know how people could be so cruel. I'm so glad the debaters were working so hard to get their point across. I think this movie taught me so much about the past but it also taught how to get my point set across. I think it's always good to have some kind of resource, not only in a debate but also in your life.

The Beauty of Diegos Rivera's Art Work

This painting is called "La Molendera". This painting Is by Diego Rivera.This painting makes me feel proud of my culture because I can see how had the women of my culture use to work to make a few pesos. Now i know im not even half of the women they were because i don't do the things they do or they ever did; yea maybe I'm getting a better education then they ever had but just knowing how hard they would work to get what they had. Now a days we have things way easier than the women before, but maybe because im here in the United States. In Mexico people still suffer dor money and jobs. I think women from my generation need to take the example from our ancestors and appreciate what we have in life and not want more.
To me this women is like my Grandmother because my grandmother has been through so much for her family. Sometimes they didnt have enought money to buy food so all they would eat would be home made tortillas. From the stories my parents tell me; they didn't have much so my grandmother would just do the best she can to give her family and my mom something to eat.

Ten Quotes of Music

1. "All deep things are song. It seems somehow the very central essence of us, song; as if all the rest were but wrappages and hulls (Carlyle,Thomas)!"

2. "Music is the poetry of the air (Richter)."

3. "There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is (Merrill, P, William)."

4. "Music's the medicine of the mind (Logan, A, John)."

5. "You are the music while the music lasts (Eliot, T.S.)."

6. "Music expresses feeling and thought, without language; it was below and before speech, and it is above and beyond all words (Ingeersoll, G, Robert)."

7. "Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, following you right on up until you die Simon, Paul)."

8. "Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory (Shelley, Bysshe, Percy)."

9. "Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies (Bulwer-Lytton, George, Edward)."

10."Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life (Richter, Paul, Jean)."

http://www.quotegarden.com/music.html

When is the real meaning of the Statue of Liberty coming to truth?

The New Colossus

By Emma Lazarus, 1883

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

http://www.statueliberty.net/statue-of-liberty-poem.html

      I don't know why they all claim that the United States  is the place to make your dreams come true. At times you can feel proud to be an American but most of the time im not. I know that being an American gives me a lot of privileges, but how do my privileges help my family? My family is from Mexico and they don't have any privileges. Now at this time immagration wants to take out all the immagrants from the United States. I don't believe in what the Staue of Liberty represents because it's not true. We can see it's not true because with the horrible tragedy that hit Haiti, they should have proved it then when they had a chance. I know that the United States was one of the biggest help out there but they didn't prove what the Staute of Liberty represents.

   The poem above says that all those people that are homeless and starving and things like that to bring them here. I think if this were true they would have brought people from Hati here and get stabled here until their home country is standing once more. Lots of people think this is the dream place but it's reallly not that great. here in the United States we have a lot of immagrants scared and always hiding because they aren't aloud here. When is the real meaning of the Statue of Liberty going to be brought to truth?

Social Literacy

Animals shouldn't be treated bad because animals feel just like us. Some people don't know how bad they can scar an animal by doing something bad once. Animals do feel and know. People think that just because they are animals they can be treated like trash. Why do people treat a living thing like trash, but don't treat the real trash like it is?

I've seen some animals really suffer and it just kills me inside because they're so innocent. Animals are true best friends; they won't judge you just like humans do. Animals know how to listen when you need someone to be there for you. I just don't understand how some people can be so cold blooded and leave a being so wonderful go on its own. I understand that wild animals are on there own all the time, but that's the way it is for them. Animals that can be brought home as pets shouldn't be suffering, they should all have a home and be treated like angels they are.

Knowing that so many people are really trying to find a home for homeless animals makes me so happy because they get an extra chance in life and in finding a family. I thank all those animal lovers that care and try to make a diffrence to atleast one animal. Doesn't it make you feel good that you can come home to someone everyday; someone that waits for you to get home from where ever you went.

Snowy Day

Outside on a snowy day; wondering what those white flakes represent.

SUNRISE (haiku)

The sunrise; a symbol of a new day and the end of the old one .