Thursday, November 7, 2013
Slam Poetry Scavenger Hunt
Sunday, October 27, 2013
Not a simple story, it's artwork.
Monday, October 21, 2013
" I Give Voice "
and I'm as loud as a trumpet and a drum
on a Monday and Sunday
The kind that goes to the mind,
awarded with madness and ignorances.
The true power, control.
Controlling the voice,
the one to save the world.
From the once going mad.
The people who have no control,
of what they say.. The so call "stupid".
Soon to ruin the world.
I can control I have the true power.
The one awarded to the goddesses,
of world peace.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Green Light Project
- What country are you originally from?
- Why did you leave this country?
- When did you leave? How old were at that time?
- What were the conditions in the country when you left?
- How did you prepare for your trip here?
- Who came with you when you immigrated? Who did you leave behind? What did you leave behind?
- How did you get here? Did you stay somewhere else before arriving here?
- Why did you choose the United States? Why not some other country?
- Who decided you would come here? Did you want to leave?
- How did others in your home country treat you when they knew you were leaving?
- What changes in lifestyle did you make when you came here?
- What was your first impression of the United States? Has this initial impression changed over time?
- What are some of the differences/similarities you've noticed in the cultures here and in your home country?
- What were your hopes for yourself (and/or your family) when you came here? Have you realized these hopes?
- How were you treated when you first arrived in the United States? How are you treated now?
- Were your expectations of America met? Was your idea of America the same as the reality?
My mother came from Durango Mexico when she was 27 years old. She had a college educations and a job that was well respected by her family. She came by bus to visit her sister. Everything was so different from Mexico, she explained that in Durango the state she is from is it was all desert their was no plant or animal life. She said that one thing she noticed the most from the United States was that people had to work for everything. All that surrounded the lives of Americans was work and money. Her intentions from coming to the United States were to spend some time with her sister and shop, but then she saw how hard working everyone was that she decided to stay. At first she thought that every thing would be easier because she had a college education but over time she knew she needed to learn a new language and culture.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
What is to want?
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Vocabulary Project
That night the air was plethora of fecund, that made that summer full of beautiful flowers. But I felt like a kindle burning from inside. It was incessant, that even my mother realized how I felt that she became tedium and asked, "What is wrong?". It was very elusive for me to explain. Me and my mother were best friends, it was altruistic from me not to tell her. So I did, she then said that this was some frivolous stuff. The truth is that I didn't have the guts to say such a exorbitant thing. I told her a lie. That day at school was abhor, it was the day that I became the target of bullying. There was this girl she was renowned and grandiose in everything, that everyone would eschew from her. She became eclectic and I became one of her many victims. I was the new girl, the girl that needed to be abrasive polished. I didn't known most of the people, it was only my first week but I knew that year would be surfeit acerbic. She would attack the shy and the vivacious her actions were presumptuous hasten things. That afternoon she looked as waver as always but deep inside you could see how big of a bigot she was. I was walking to the restroom when if felt someone was following me. I whent inside, I looked back there she was. She started to harangue me, effervescent in everything she said. I felt to the cooled ground and stayed there until she left and the end of the day. When I went to sleep I started to think about everything and I told my mother. She told me to not let stupid words affect me in any way. The rest of the year I didn't let people bring me down. I made many good friends that were with me in the happiest tames and also saddest.
Monday, September 9, 2013
It All Together
- Life of Pi is a work of "Magical Realism"....