The sun rises, orange and red fills the sky
The air is cool, the birds chirp
The fields are empty, calm, still sleeping
The houses stand still, not moving, no distractions
The cold pavement beneath my feet, I want to keep walking
The other world, the different world, the unknown world
How is it that they have control over us, what we do, where we live
Yet...I've never seen them
My feet keep going, my bag is packed
I came prepared for a world I am unprepared for
Goodbye Mother, don't cry, I will be back
Father, be proud, I am becoming the strong individual you want
I've heard stories, legends, but I want to know
I am ready to learn, help me learn
Goodbye my Reservation, don't you cry, I will be back
I will be the strong individual you shaped me to be
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Propaganda 2011
Ahh propaganda. It's been used for centuries as a way to manipulate the people. It's a way to convince people to believe a certain way or to do a certain thing. As humans, it's natural to want to "jump on the bandwagon" every now and then. Today, we're using propaganda in the sense of "a form of communication aimed at influencing the attitude of a community."
I can't really think of any reasonable examples of propaganda because it's really up to interpretation. Some may think the old war recruiting posters were propaganda, while others may not. I guess an example of propaganda that relates to the current form of the word could be music/pop culture.
Though we may not know it, we are heavily influenced in the music that we listen too. Things are censored, edited, and tweaked. We listen to what the radio gives us. We listen to what the artists give us. We are also influenced by what they do. If we see our favorite musician coming out of a certain boutique, well, we might find ourselves desiring to visit that boutique as well.
In society, we're pretty much influenced by what others are doing around us. Whether it be a celebrity or someone we look up to. Our attitudes are being decided for us.
I can't really think of any reasonable examples of propaganda because it's really up to interpretation. Some may think the old war recruiting posters were propaganda, while others may not. I guess an example of propaganda that relates to the current form of the word could be music/pop culture.
Though we may not know it, we are heavily influenced in the music that we listen too. Things are censored, edited, and tweaked. We listen to what the radio gives us. We listen to what the artists give us. We are also influenced by what they do. If we see our favorite musician coming out of a certain boutique, well, we might find ourselves desiring to visit that boutique as well.
In society, we're pretty much influenced by what others are doing around us. Whether it be a celebrity or someone we look up to. Our attitudes are being decided for us.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
BEAT STREET.
As I sit here, watching the Grammys, I listen to the music and the performances. I listen to the hip hop and rap, and then i think to myself, "We should go back to the 80's/90's hip-hop/rap." and then i think...BEAT STREET.
I'm really enjoying this movie. What adds the ultimate plus is Faith adding her own commentary in front of me and Alaina making jokes next to me. Oh yeah, and Casey making a gag noise everytime they show the actress on the screen that he thinks is unattractive.
What i like the most about this movie though, is how it really emphasizes the importance of following your dreams, doing what you love, and breaking free from "stereotypes" and what is expected from you. The dancing, the music, the art, everyone is doing what they love, and that's inspiring.
In society now, people are scared to show their true colors and to expose themselves because their scared of being vulnerable. The characters in Beat Street are an inspiration because they continue to do what they love, no matter what. People should follow their example (somewhat) and do what they love, no matter what others say.
I'm really enjoying this movie. What adds the ultimate plus is Faith adding her own commentary in front of me and Alaina making jokes next to me. Oh yeah, and Casey making a gag noise everytime they show the actress on the screen that he thinks is unattractive.
What i like the most about this movie though, is how it really emphasizes the importance of following your dreams, doing what you love, and breaking free from "stereotypes" and what is expected from you. The dancing, the music, the art, everyone is doing what they love, and that's inspiring.
In society now, people are scared to show their true colors and to expose themselves because their scared of being vulnerable. The characters in Beat Street are an inspiration because they continue to do what they love, no matter what. People should follow their example (somewhat) and do what they love, no matter what others say.
Craving Attention...This shouldn't be lateee!
Ugh. I don't what happened. I coulda sworn that I uploaded this blog last week. But it didn't show. Oh well. haha I'll just try and repeat as best as I can.
I don't think that Richard is alone in craving attention. Kids are kids. It's part of growing up. I remember when I was younger, I would want the attention of the adults sooo badly. I'd try act "all grown up" and then do what they tell me, just for praise. It's natural for a kid to want their parents or someone close to them to be proud of them.
However, I feel like Richard is approaching these needs in a rather odd way. In certain aspects, he's looking past the logic of things and not even thinking because he wants approval. Killing a cat? Umm...yeeaaah...no. I understand he wants his dad to be proud of him, but he should know when things are being taken too far.
In the end though, Richard is just being a kid. A kid that wants attention and approval. A kid that wants to be loved and will do anything to get it.
I don't think that Richard is alone in craving attention. Kids are kids. It's part of growing up. I remember when I was younger, I would want the attention of the adults sooo badly. I'd try act "all grown up" and then do what they tell me, just for praise. It's natural for a kid to want their parents or someone close to them to be proud of them.
However, I feel like Richard is approaching these needs in a rather odd way. In certain aspects, he's looking past the logic of things and not even thinking because he wants approval. Killing a cat? Umm...yeeaaah...no. I understand he wants his dad to be proud of him, but he should know when things are being taken too far.
In the end though, Richard is just being a kid. A kid that wants attention and approval. A kid that wants to be loved and will do anything to get it.
Monday, January 24, 2011
I hear America Singing
Music is all around us. Whether it be singing or someone else. Music is everywhere. This poem emphasizes how important song is in our lives. I personally love music. I sing all the time. So i could relate to the poem.
This poem is special. It's about the many types of people that make up America, of the special qualities of each, and of the America because of them. The song is the ideal by which they live, how each adds to the greatness of the country. It speaks of the great variety that makes up America, from its city and country, different kinds of people, unified by that ideal of how they live their lives, contribute to the wealth of the nation. Each sings his own "song" and yet it combines into one song, the song of America.
Everypart of our society is put together as one. There isn't one job that is WAY more important then another. Sure, there are jobs that are more prominent in culture now. But, they all contribute to our everyday lives. Not too sound all cheesy, but we are the composers of our musical life **HAYYY. That is so cheesy** Without music, i don't know where i'd be.
This poem is special. It's about the many types of people that make up America, of the special qualities of each, and of the America because of them. The song is the ideal by which they live, how each adds to the greatness of the country. It speaks of the great variety that makes up America, from its city and country, different kinds of people, unified by that ideal of how they live their lives, contribute to the wealth of the nation. Each sings his own "song" and yet it combines into one song, the song of America.
Everypart of our society is put together as one. There isn't one job that is WAY more important then another. Sure, there are jobs that are more prominent in culture now. But, they all contribute to our everyday lives. Not too sound all cheesy, but we are the composers of our musical life **HAYYY. That is so cheesy** Without music, i don't know where i'd be.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
A true King
Martin Luther King Jr. Wow. What an important man. He was a civil rights leader. He stood up for what he believed for. But he stood up for it in peace. He lead us into a life of freedom an equality. This man decided to take into his hands the lives of millions of people who were being degraded. And because of this man, we now live in a better country. A king? Yes. A hero? Most definitely.
Times have changed since Martin Luther King was marching around the cities of the U.S. Who would have known that we would ever see the day that there was an African American President. He started us and helped us hit the ground running towards a country of equality.
Obviously, our country is not perfect. There is still racism and discrimination. But not as much. We have a day set aside for Martin Luther King Jr, a day where most kids just say 'Hey! A day off school!" but never fully appreciate. We have to apprecite this man. We have to acknowledge the fact that if it wasn't for his influence, we might not be where we are now.
Times have changed since Martin Luther King was marching around the cities of the U.S. Who would have known that we would ever see the day that there was an African American President. He started us and helped us hit the ground running towards a country of equality.
Obviously, our country is not perfect. There is still racism and discrimination. But not as much. We have a day set aside for Martin Luther King Jr, a day where most kids just say 'Hey! A day off school!" but never fully appreciate. We have to apprecite this man. We have to acknowledge the fact that if it wasn't for his influence, we might not be where we are now.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
YAY SHORT STORIES!
Let me start off by saying: THANK YOU. I love short stories. They don't drag on and on, describing pages of details, they don't get boring **cough cough HOTSG cough cough** Because they're short, they have to have constant action, for a good short story, there shouldn't be a boring spot.
The two stories I have to write a response on definetely weren't boring. Especially "Children of the Sea." The journals between the girl and the boy kept my attention the whole time. What they had to say, growing up in Haiti, was so touching. Both of their lives were hard and writing these journals were their escape from the real word. They loved each other, though they didn't always show it. The boy tended to be slightly more affectionate, showing compassion and care openly. The girl was slightly more distanced, not showing until the last journal that she loved him as well. These two children were living a nightmare they really knew nothing about. They lived in fear for what there future held. They were slaves, they could not determine their future.
I also enjoyed "This Sacred Soil." I can't imagine putting myself in that position. Foreigners coming into my home, destroying all that is important to me, dishonoring my family, I would be in complete despair. However, Chief Seattle was not. This speech showed that he was courageous and strong. Though the 'white people' were taking their land physical, the Native Americans were still emotionally connected to the land, and the foreigners could never take that away from them.
The two stories I have to write a response on definetely weren't boring. Especially "Children of the Sea." The journals between the girl and the boy kept my attention the whole time. What they had to say, growing up in Haiti, was so touching. Both of their lives were hard and writing these journals were their escape from the real word. They loved each other, though they didn't always show it. The boy tended to be slightly more affectionate, showing compassion and care openly. The girl was slightly more distanced, not showing until the last journal that she loved him as well. These two children were living a nightmare they really knew nothing about. They lived in fear for what there future held. They were slaves, they could not determine their future.
I also enjoyed "This Sacred Soil." I can't imagine putting myself in that position. Foreigners coming into my home, destroying all that is important to me, dishonoring my family, I would be in complete despair. However, Chief Seattle was not. This speech showed that he was courageous and strong. Though the 'white people' were taking their land physical, the Native Americans were still emotionally connected to the land, and the foreigners could never take that away from them.
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