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Humanities Portfolio
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Thu, 06/12/2008 - 03:29.
This is my humanities portfolio
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Humanities Portfolio
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Thu, 06/12/2008 - 03:18.
YK-4/6/08
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Mon, 04/07/2008 - 00:33.
Horas de Sueño por Noche:
Anoche, dormí 8 horas.
El Desayuno:
Comí un huevo duro.
El Almuerzo:
Comí un pastilla de chocolate
La Cena:
Comí pizza y pollo.
Las Meriendas:
nada
Ejercicio:
Jugé futbol americano
4/5/08
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Mon, 04/07/2008 - 00:25.
Horas de Sueño por Noche:
Anoche, dormí 10 horas.
El Desayuno:
nada.
El Almuerzo:
Comí pizza.
La Cena:
Comí arroz con pollo.
Las Meriendas:
Comí tarta de chocolate
Ejercicio:
Yo jugé futbol
YK-4/4/08
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Mon, 04/07/2008 - 00:13.
Horas de Sueño por Noche:
Anoche, dormí 7 horas.
El Desayuno:
Comí un tipo de panecillo y leche de chocolate.
El Almuerzo:
Comí un Taco
La Cena:
Comí un hamburguesa y papas fritas Tomé Dr. Pepper
Las Meriendas:
Ejercicio:
nada
YK- 4/3/08
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Fri, 04/04/2008 - 12:39.
Horas de Sueño por Noche:
Anoche, dormí 7 horas.
El Desayuno:
Comí un tipo de panecillo y leche de chocolate.
El Almuerzo:
Comí un sándwich de queso.
La Cena:
Comí harina de avena tomé Coca Cola
Las Meriendas:
nada
Ejercicio:
Levantá pesas por 30 minutos.
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YK-4/1/08
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Wed, 04/02/2008 - 02:52.
Horas de Sueño por Noche:
Anoche, dormí 7 horas.
El Desayuno:
Comí un tipo de panecillo y leche de chocolate.
El Almuerzo:
Comí un sándwich de queso
La Cena:
Comí Tacos
Las Meriendas:
Comí panqueques.
Ejercicio:
Levantá pesas por 30 minutos.
My language Autobiography
Submitted by Yousuf Khaled on Wed, 01/16/2008 - 13:27.
Yousuf Khaled
1/6/07
Iron
The unbearable heat beat across my back as my family and I sluggishly walked up the hill. Our only motivation was what was at the top. It was worth the walk, for when we reached the top the great sphinx of Egypt greeted us. “Yousuf shof ma akbarha.” My dad said in awe. “Yeah it is big.” I replied. We continued on to the great pyramids of Giza.
“I wanna climb to the top.” My brother yelled excitedly.
“Mafik Faisal Ilshorta yinhabsak.” I said sternly.
“Why would they arrest you?” he asked.
“Cause so many people died trying to climb it.” I replied. We took some pictures near the pyramids and decided that the heat was too much for us so we got a taxi to take us home.
“Guys when we get in the taxi don’t say anything. If the driver knows we’re from America whowa rah yithak elyna.” my dad said before we got in the taxi.
“Why would he try to cheat us?” My sister asked.
“Because he’ll know we don’t know the city.” My mom replied.
This was unclear to me then but now I understand that the taxi drivers used language as a way to identify people. If you spoke Arabic strangely they would surely know that you were from another country. They would exploit that and use it to cheat you.
When we got in the car the taxi driver eyed us all down. I stared straight back at him.
“Asalam uelikum.” He greeted us. “Wa elikum asalam.” My father responded. “Wan bidakit roh?” He asked.
“Elah el Hilton tanimerof. ” Dad replied.
“Akhmin wayne?” He said.
“Ana min lobnan.” replied Dad.
I was starting to get a little worried seeing as my dad just told him that we are from Lebanon therefore, revealing that we weren’t from around here. My worries were soothed away when they started talking about politics. That means they’re getting along. When we got to the hotel the driver had a big smile on his face. We forgot to ask him how much we were going to pay him, allowing him to decide.
“40 gina” The driver said happily. My father took that like a smack in the face.
“Lash 40 gina?” Dad said confoundedly. He had no choice; the rule in Egypt is if you don’t decide they do. That was the first of many times I would witness someone getting swindled by a taxi driver.
By now I’m starting to understand the real power of language. Whether you like it or not what the first words you say to anyone will tell people where you’re from, your social class, your intelligence, and even your religion. You say a lot more then you think.
The next day we decided to go to a Museum in Cairo. We got a taxi a block away from the hotel so it would be more difficult for them to see us as Ajnabi or foreign. This time the taxi driver treated us nicely. When we got to the museum a strange man walked over to us.
“Assalumo elakum” He greeted us.
“Waelakum as salam.” We greeted back.
“Would you guys like a tour?” He asked in perfect English.
“Ea.” We said. So off we went in the museum with this strange man as our tour guide. We told him to give us an English tour because my siblings and I wouldn’t fully understand him. We got to the mummy exhibit, which you have to pay for separately, and the Tour Guide said:
“Here is the mummy exhibit.”
“ Don’t talk when we go get the tickets or they’ll charge us more” Dad said in a whisper. I understood that language was identified you but I didn’t know it was to this extent. I looked at the prices and there were three sets: Arabs, foreigners, and Khaligy or people from the Persian Gulf. I asked my mom who were in the Persian Gulf and she said that they where people from: Saudi Arabia, UAE, Qatar, Iraq, Iran, and some other countries. I was extremely surprised that a government owned museum would discriminate not only to those not from the Middle East but also to those who are from the gulf. As I was gazing at the mummies of Egypt and of my past experience in Egypt I wondered. The people of the gulf can easily be identified by the way they speak. People could look at their speech and would charge them accordingly. Language is a very powerful thing in my culture it can bring you up or it can destroy you. It dictates who are your friends, what school you go to, and many other things. The worst part is that no matter what we do there is no way we can stop it.
