Islamic Culture vs. My Beliefs for My Identity

Introduction: T​he purpose of my essay is to fully portray how the Islamic culture has taken over a portion of my choices and the decisions that I make that has created the identity that I hold today. Overall, how I struggle with my Identity because I'm always trying to find a balance between my family’s culture and my own beliefs. My culture is very significant to me which means I don't want to reject it and I don't want it to reject me. But also I want to balance it with my own beliefs and make my own personal decisions. I'm proud of speaking about this side of my identity that is personally difficult to really explain to others and really speak about. A way I want to improve my essay for next time is minimizing words, so I am not repeatedly explaining and talking about something. 

 
It was noon on a sizzling summer day. I sat at the table with my family munching on sardines and the rest of the grand meal my grandmother liked to call a simple lunch. My father decided to take us on a beach trip that afternoon. And as soon as those plans have been established all I could think about was how cute I was going to look in the new bright pink bikini that I had searched for all over to find back in America. I went through over 10 stores at the mall searching through every bikini rack for this one bikini. 
When lunch was over, I threw the dishes in the sink and sprinted to my room, hurtling over all my little cousins running around in the hallway with their little swimming shorts. Finally, as I enter my room I was approached by my aunt standing at door entrance as if she was anticipating me. I could feel the dark, still, stare she was lasering at me. She watched me walk to my suitcase like a hawk watching over its prey. I gently walked over my suitcase, carefully unzipping it. I looked back smiling trying to break the awkward silence. I quickly grabbed my bikini with the tip of my fingers and shoved it into my side trying to hide it from her sight. I ran out the door to the bathroom as I continued to get followed by her deep strong gaze.
“Wheew!” I sigh to myself in relief.
What if she doesn’t let me wear it? Why does she always have a problem with everything that I do and wear? I can’t stand this country sometimes. Hopefully, my mom is around so she can defend me, just in case.
I walk out in my bikini from the restroom to my mother’s room. And there she goes again. 
“Where do you think you’re going with that on? I told you, your father doesn't like you wearing that stuff here. This isn't America little girl, you can’t do everything you want here, “ she snaps at me gazing at me with disgust.
“But, but my mom really likes this bikini and my dad never really had a problem with me in this.”
“Take that off right now, right now!” She barked at me.
“You're going to dishonor your grandfather and father. You're going to dishonor your family’s name,” she continued as she raised her voice. 
Malala speaks to this social construction of dishonor and its connection to female independence in her book I am Malala. She also connects the relationship women have with their male family members to being part of the religion of Islam. She writes, “In Pakistan when women say they want independence, people think this means we don’t want to obey our fathers, brothers or husbands. But it does not mean that. It means we want to make decisions for ourselves...Nowhere is it written in the Quran that a woman should be dependent on a man” (Malala, 219). The idea that women are obligated to make decisions due to the favor of their fathers or brothers in the household, this creates a negative impact on women's reputation and sense of identity. This refers to women being savage and going against the rules that their fathers and brothers have set to the household. This definition of a savage independent woman is emphasized by Malala as being blamed to the Islam religion, but as she says in the Quran nowhere does it say that we, women, have to follow and look up to our fathers or brothers. In fact, it encourages us to be independent. 
Back at the house, I slowly start to remove my bikini straps slipping it off my shoulders. I feel my chin chattering, as a tear rolls down my face. 
I don’t want to reject the Islam religion because it’s created so much of who I am. Even though I want a balance between my family’s culture and my beliefs, I struggle with making sure that my beliefs don't overlap with my Islam driven culture in which takes partial credit for creating the identity that I hold today. 
 In Pbs, Akbar Muhammad is interviewed about his perspective on some misconceptions on the Islam religion. He speaks on what being a Muslim really means. He speaks about the themes and beliefs that have to do with being Islam. At the end of his interview he explains that to be considered a Muslim you have to follow the laws of the Islam religion. He states specifically, “In other words, there is such a thing as socio-cultural Muslim, a public Muslim. Then there is another kind of Muslim, I would say, who is technically a Muslim, who is legally a Muslim, I'd like to say. And [who] therefore follows the law.” He empathizes that a socio-cultural Muslim is a public Muslim who is allowed to project themselves to the world as a Muslim. In order for this Muslim to be considered a socio-cultural Muslim, they have to follow the laws of the religion. In relation to me, I remove my bathing suit instead of standing for my beliefs in that scenario because I don’t want to still be considered a Muslim and still practice the religion because being a Muslim has shaped who I am today and the culture that is embedded in me. 

Macbeth Escape Room

By Shenglan Qiu & Sasha Mannino

For our creative project, we did an escape room. An escape room is a game in which people are locked inside a room and have to solve a series of clues to get out. The setting we chose is Dunsinane, the castle that Macbeth and Lady Macbeth live after crowned. We built an insight model of the castle with a bedroom and a living room. We created a puzzle for the players to solve. The clues are made from the quotes in the play. Most of the quotes are significant part of the play and some are our personal favorite.

The rules to the escape room are simple. The player will search for clues in the model and use the book, Macbeth by William Shakespeare, to assist them. Once the player is done finding all of the clues, they have to use them to solve the lock. They have to figure out how to use the clues to solve the lock. There can be as many players as one wants, but we recommend 2-5 player. The limit time to the game is 45 minutes. The goal is to solve the lock mechanism according to the clues and use the key inside of the lock to escape. Anything that is not on the tan, crumpled paper is not a clue. If you solve the lock before the timer goes off, you win. If you don’t solve it before the timer goes off, you lose.


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Throughout the model, we added small details that refer back to the play. For example, In the bedroom, we added a painting of the flower representing Lady Macbeth’s line, “Look like th’ innocent flower, but be the serpent under’t.” There is also a wine bottle and a candle, calling back to Lady Macbeth’s sleepwalking and her probable alcoholism. On the bottom floor, there is a letter that Macbeth wrote to Lady Macbeth at the beginning of the play (this is not a clue). Also, we place a dagger with blood beneath the dining table representing Macbeth’s guilt of killing Duncan and his other murders.

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Most things in this model is made from scratch including the lock mechanism. We used mainly cardboard and other materials such as scrapbook paper, fabric and etc. Some of the accessories are from an actual dollhouse. Since the house is made out of scratch, it can be fragile. So please handle all the pieces with care.  If you feel that something is glued down, don’t pull on it because there no clues in anything that is permanently attached.


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Advanced Essay - Monolithic Masculinity

Introduction

My essay is about masculinity and how it's perceived to be a monolithic idea. I address some of the challenges that some young men face on a regular basis. I’m proud of my essay because it’s something that’s not commonly talked about. I wanted to create a challenging dialogue with thought-provoking analysis. Something I want to improve upon is my writing style. Sometimes I drag on to sentences unnecessarily to add as many descriptive details as possible but I need to learn to keep my writing concise.  


Monolithic Masculinity


For centuries, the interpretation of what it meant to be a man has been altered to fit the time period. Expectations of how they behave, speak, and interact with one another can be whittled down to a formula for what society depicts as the “ideal man.” We set the expectation that men are supposed to be emotionless and strong in all aspects, suppressing their true feelings for fear of scrutiny from their peers. Of course, this doesn’t apply to all young men. Some go against this fabricated normal, but what do can they do? It is through no fault of their own that they do not fit this mold. However, when we compare them there will always be the question, “who’s the better man?”

Young men who are living behind this facade are subject to seeking approval of their masculinity. They are being forced to be someone they are not or don’t want to be so that they can be accepted. We see this in schools and in our outside communities. This causes them to reject their true selves. For many succeeding in life is being able to express who you are and not conforming to the straight path that is given to you that was formed so that you are what society wants you to be. It’s beneficial to be true to yourself in spaces where a monolithic form of masculinity is only accepted because of the fact there are expectations of what a true man is.

During the early stages of adolescent development, we are not fully aware nor do we choose to acknowledge how much influence our surroundings play into our lives. We see them in cartoons, movies, literature, the list goes on. We always see the classic scenario of the damsel in distress and the big macho man saving her. This is a basic claim to an adult looking back on their childhood. It is something that they reflect on and says, “oh yeah…” But as children, we are living our best lives unaware of these outside influences. Leanord Sax, a practicing physician, writes in an article about Masculinity in America, As a result, many boys today define masculinity negatively: Being a real man means doing things that girls don’t do.” From this, we see that young men as a result of having an idea of a what a man should be, limit themselves to one form of thinking that puts them in direct competition with not only themselves to try and prove that they are masculine enough. But as well as putting themselves in competition with the opposite gender unknowingly destroying the unique sense of self that some value because of its’ important relation to self-identity.  

For young men trying to find themselves during this time of confusion, how can we expect them simply put themselves out there but at the same time have them think that who they are isn’t accepted.  In the same article “Masculinity in America,” Leanord Sax continues to argue that young boys are, “....reveling in their supposed masculinity but disengaged from the real world.” Looking at it as a young man myself, I see this type of behavior on a daily basis. I remember when there was a time where I was one of those boys who was so worried about being a “man.” But then I realized I was never going to get anywhere if I kept thinking the same way. Looking at this from above, having an out of body reflective experience I saw that my actions, words, thoughts, and habits, were all heavily based on what my males peers deemed fun. Their jokes that were misogynistic and sexist to me seemed normal because that’s what normal guys talk about, right? It wasn’t until later that I realized that the people I surrounded myself than were not helping build my idea of what a real man was. Having the ability to have an honest conversation with myself about what a man was proved to be beneficial in the end. That is what some young men are missing. As they grow up, they have no idea how expansive the concept of a man, and with that comes confusion leading away from the path of acceptance.

These ideals leave our young men short-sighted and lost. We cannot say that these ideas will simply disappear, what we can do however is begin to accept those for who they are not who we want to be. As a society, we need to learn to accept the children for who they are, especially our young men. Dismantling gender roles is the first step, but bringing up the next generation to accept themselves and others is the only we can truly tell kids to be themselves. Masculinity isn’t a formulated thing. You can mold it, shape it however you like. But if we want to produce better men, we have to let children define masculinity for themselves.   



Advanced Essay #2: Phases of Self

Intro
This essay is all about the phases of self that a person goes through in their lifetime. The purpose of this essay was to outline these phases and apply them to my own life and to experiences I felt would be relatable to my audience. I am proud of the way I was able to observe how I viewed myself at certain times in my life and use that to develop a thesis that could apply to more than just me. One thing I would definitely work on for my process next time would be to better incorporate peer review and general check-ins into my work. I felt like I was very isolated while I wrote this. Overall, I feel like I could've used another round of editing to clean up what is currently a bit of an idea dump.

Essay

In my life, I have experienced what I recognize as a cycle of identity; a pattern of changes in my self that I can pinpoint to specific times in my life. This way of viewing identity can be applied to many peoples’ lives. We have all felt alone in our lives; like we don’t belong. And experiences where we feel isolated are the ones that affect us the deepest. I remember a time where I felt this way myself:

The sedan was filled to the gills with middle-grade girls; we were packed four deep in the brown leather backseat. We had just finished a very important travel soccer game and were still feeling the glowing euphoria of a 3-0, those were scarce for us. As the car sped along the highway somewhere in Montgomery County, So What came on the radio. Immediately the other girls roared along with P!nk’s gritty, sassy vocal: “Guess I just lost my husband, I don’t know where he went!” As my heart sunk in my chest; I pretended to sing along, mouthing some of the more predictable lyrics and hoping no one noticed. I had been given a test that everyone had studied for but me. In that moment, I felt like I would never truly be part of the team, no matter how many goals I scored on the field. My early experience as an outsider is still deeply ingrained in my identity today. I have gone through many selves, but I can pinpoint a few instances in my life when my self changed noticeably. They were catalyzed by the environment I was in at those times, and are reflected in the lives of many people in our society.

In her Ted Talk, Embracing Otherness, Embracing Myself, Thandie Newton poignantly says about selfhood: “What is real is separateness, and at some point in early babyhood, the idea of self starts to form.” The development of self is something we all experience throughout our lives.  Newton is describing the first of the key phases of self. In other words, she is alluding to the fact that when we are young, we learn to first cling to the things that make us similar to other people, and we begin to mold ourselves based on those characteristics. Some things, like gender, are imposed on us from birth, used to separate us in different roles to organize society. We are very attuned to this, and tend to want to cooperate with it, taking a side on a fake dividing line. As Newton says, separateness becomes very real to us very quickly, and we instinctively want to avoid the feelings that come with not fitting in. In our early childhood, where it is clear to us we don’t have much power in our world, we cling to the things that do give us security, and that means ascribing ourselves to specific groups.

This first phase of self, for me, went unchallenged up until middle school. For most people, middle school is a time where your identity is pretty much constantly attacked, no matter who you are. This is a time where bullying is severe, where the things that make you different are put on display for everyone to see. I questioned the very essence of who I was- I stood on a ledge, a cavern of possibilities all around me, waiting to jump. Who are you? Who are your people? What do you like? These questions are all important in this second phase of self. For some people, the second phase of self leads to the rejection of certain irreversible parts of your identity, sometimes forever. It’s not safe to be different, so you deny the things about yourself you can’t change.

The second dramatic change in self that I experienced in my life was also in middle school, right after the first. Like my first change in self, it was characterized by me relating myself to other people by difference, rather than similarity. But unlike the uncertain and shameful experience of the second phase, I dug my heels into my identity. I tried so hard to stand out from my peers. Seeing how big the world is in your early teenhood completely grabs hold of you and makes you want to matter. So it was important for me for my identity to be centered around the things that made me unique. I actively sought out new music, books, and clothes, completely falling into my role as the ‘weird’ kid. I was really worried about what people thought, but I pretended I  wasn’t.

During the first and second phases of self, important things are set in stone. When you are very young, you are attuned to the parts of your identity that puts you into certain groups, but you sort of become ‘you’ after this third phase of self. And whether you like it or not, some of the labels society puts on you decide who you are for you. “Things change completely in adolescence,” Claudia Cappa of UNICEF says in the National Geographic article In their words: How Children are Affected by Gender Issues, “This is when you stop being a child, you become a female or a male.” There is a level of agency that you are given in your identity in the third phase of self. You have to balance the fact that, there are groups that you belong to and will get security from, but also understand that your differences are useful. In the third phase of self you feel a sense of belonging that is never solidified in the other phases. But the ‘identity cycle’ I’ve described can repeat itself many times in someone’s life, especially when parts of their identity are being forcibly suppressed. Things like gender may be something you question again and again, getting stuck in a loop of the second phase of self. But nevertheless, our identity never really settles. Sometimes, you just have to follow it along for the ride.

Advanced Essay #2: The Preset Mold The World Gives You

Introduction: The purpose of this essay is to explain the preset mold people get throughout their life and how to handle it. Something I'm proud about with my essay is my scene of memory because it was a big shift in my life in becoming who I am. I would want to improve my writing process by connecting with my sources more.


My life did a lot of molding as I have grown into the person I am today. I think this is true for a lot of people, no matter how much someone will try to control the image of what you’re supposed to be based on gender and race. This image is mostly made from what they’ve experienced from people similar to you.  It can make you think differently of yourself and change how you decide to carry on in the outside world.

The movie Beast of the Southern Wild touches on a topic of identity and what you’re supposed to be. The movie explored the relationship between the main character Hushpuppy, who was a young wild girl, and her father, who was stern and complicated.  You also see the way she was raised throughout the film. At one point, there was a scene where we heard Hushpuppy’s inner thoughts and she stated, “It wasn’t no time to be a bunch of pu*****.” This was a mindset she learned from her father in the Bathtub, which is where she lived. The dynamic switches between her identity of being a “girl” and who she was raised to be because it’s always believed that boys are supposed to get that type of upbringing. So in the eyes of the viewer, this challenges the idea that only the boys are supposed to be in the “no crying” mindset while growing up but we see that in some ways, it depends on a person’s environment too.

When I was around 9 years old, I played on a basketball team. I never took it seriously because I never had a reason to. My parents always put the idea in my head that sports are just for fun. The thing is I was a very sore loser at that age and at one of my games, we lost in a way that didn’t make any sense to me. It was the last seconds of the game. Everyone was screaming and cheering because we were down by two points. I drove to the paint and went up for a layup and took a hard foul. I hit the ground so hard and all I saw was red when I didn’t hear a whistle for a foul. I screamed in frustration and shortly stormed off the court and started to cry. My dad ran after me. He told me in a strong tone, “Don’t ever act like that again, men don’t cry. He said you’re acting like a girl.” I heard “men don’t cry” a lot so when he said it, I didn’t think much of it. I just wiped my tears and went back to the court. As I got older, I never really found myself to share my emotions at all. It was hard for me to feel the urge to cry in certain situations where my family was crying. I had the mindset that I had to be strong for everyone else around me because that’s the image that was always pushed onto me to be a man.

These images of what you’re supposed to be can stem from other people other than your guardian. In the book Lies That Bind by Kwame Anthony Appiah other people made assumptions about him based on his race and appearance. When talking about places he had traveled, he said, “Colored” person; in Rome, for an Ethiopian; and one London cabbie refused to believe I didn’t speak Hindi.” This quote shows that  there will always be an image of what you should be in other people’s eyes simply based off of looks. If you reject these expectations, you could miss out on opportunities in life because of you not wanting to be something you’re not. People could also begin to dislike you if you don’t live up to their expectations that they get from other people of your race or gender. In the long run, you should always stay true to yourself.

Having a parent mold your upbringing or having someone having a preset mold of who you are from your looks aren’t always bad things. You could use these expectations to better yourself or you could break these expectations to create a better image of yourself. Race and gender are important to me because they’re factors of the person I am today. Before anything, I will always be identified as an African-American male. From the way my father raised me to the way, people see me outside are all things I appreciate because they made me who I am today and will continue to make me me.


Macbeth 5.5 Video

Welcome to our project named, "Macbeth 5.5 Video". We did a video on one of the scenes from Act 5, scene 5 of Macbeth. That's why we named it "Macbeth 5.5 Video"

Stephanie , Nyzariah  and I shot the scene when the Gentlewoman(Nyzariah) finds Lady Macbeth(Stephanie) dead. We shot this scene on the third floor because everyone was shooting their videos and we needed to shoot somewhere quiet. 

 As we were planning, we decided to do a video on scene 5, act 5 of Macbeth. We loved this scene as a trio and decided to do a video on it. Enjoy!

The Roadblocks We All Come Across

Our society is based of opinions that makes us very insecure on who we are as people. This makes us hide who really are and what we have to offer to the world. In order to truly feel as if we know who we are we need to be shameless. In this essay it discusses how it affects a closeted LGBTQ , Masculinity and femininity career choices, and my own appearance and actions that I  hid away in order to not be bullied, etc.


When growing up with advanced technology and having many social media platforms we tend to lose who we truly are, to act like somebody we are not,or to be “known”. For example, we tend to follow the trends that are out and download the new apps that are most popular to feel included. It's all about trying to be relevant in the social media eye. This usually is called Dissociation because we change our actions, the way we react to certain incidents to seem cool or relatable  even though deep down you are not that type of individual. This isn’t only with social media, the society tends to be our #1 judge when it's time for us to be our authentic selves. We are so afraid to show who we really are, that we enter a state of depression or feel very comfortable in bad situations.


When researching double life in a homosexual perspective I found a website, “The psychological issues of being in and out the closet” by Jack Drescher. He discusses   of gay men and women, periods of difficulty in acknowledging their homosexuality, either to themselves or to others, and how it can lead to depression and anxiety. In the article it states:“Through dissociation of anxiety-provoking knowledge about the self,  whole double life can be lived and yet, in some ways, not be known.”  Dissociation tends to be very common when an individual starts to recognize they are different sexuality wise than people around them. Which is when double life starts to occur or even before, they act like a totally different person with a group of friends than how they are with themselves. This supports my stance on how society views affect the way we tend to see and feel about ourselves. We like to use double living as an escape from who we  truly are. I believe it's somewhat an escape route from discovery because on social media or in person we are viewed by how we interact and dress. In order to not be seen as gay, some men dress boyish and some women will throw on earrings even though they don't like them. This connects to me in many ways because growing up I would try different to find “boy-ish” looks that were in style so I can just blend in with the trends even though I didn't feel comfortable.  is the life of a trapped dog in a house. The dog nature is to be free and breathe but since it is stuck in the house all day, it will become very bored and depressed that it will either submit or find another way to get a glimpse of a fun day. This connects to my first point because we aren't able to be who we are because we are scared to be judged so we either stay hidden or break free and be prideful.


While reading through this article it made me remember I was placed in a similar situation living double lives during middle school when I soon realized I was different. I was placed in a situation where I had to act and dress like a man “should” because I wanted to fit in. As a new school day started I walked out my house and checked myself out in the mirror to see if Iooked boyish. My outfit always consists of loose jeans because most guys in my school wear loose jeans because skinny jeans  are viewed to be feminine.

“You look fine, no worries” I would say to myself because I don't want them to find anything suspicious that connects to me being gay.

Once I lock my door I check my block to make sure nobody is out so I can walk alone. I walk and walk until I am half way and fix the sway in my hips until I hear,

“Yo Lando you forgot to pick me up. Aren’t we supposed to be homies?” a friend, but not really named Justin says.

“ I totally forgot,” I respond.

“What was you doing? Trying to fix your walking style?” Justin asks curiously.

“Nah,” I said lying. I was starting to lightly panic because we would make fun of Nathan a guy who didn't care about fitting in that walked like a girl.  At this moment I lived by what people viewed me as which is why I changed the way I dressed and walked because I didn't want people to think I was gay. Yes, it wasn't something I enjoyed because I am very prideful and interactive but that was usually how females were perceived as, so I had act all tough and unsentimental just like a guy is stereotyped to be like. Which is why it connects to how our society tends to make us live by morals that aren't ours in order to fit in or not be judged.


The idea that I had to change my appearance and interactions connects to what Faulkner wrote about masculinity and femininity:“Cultural notions of “feminine” and “masculine” behavior are shaped in part by observations about what women and men do. This kind of ‘gender marking’ tends to discourage women or men from entering “gender-inauthentic” occupations.” Gender marking tends to discourage males and females who decide to work a “masc” or “fem” profession because as years go on many young men and women will look as professionals as if they have a gender tied to it so they feel they aren’t good enough or the men / women working in the dominated field will be made fun of. For example if a women wants to work as a construction worker men will doubt she is capable with leading or lifting heavy object only a man can. This makes her very insecure and wanting to leave because she isn't accepted. This connects to the scene of memory because I had to change the way I acted because they would consider me to be feminine and will probably stop hanging with me to then just bully me like they did to Nathan.


There’s always a standard for men and women to meet; there are always going to be roadblocks ahead. These roadblocks are specific to one’s gender, and we feel pressure to succumb to these challenges to our true identities. However, when we change ourselves to match the gender expectations, we lose a part of our true selves.


One World Vs. The Other

Introduction:​
When thinking about what I wanted to write for this essay, I was clueless. Writing an essay about yourself isn't so easy as it seems. I wanted to write something that was meaningful but different. I wanted to show people not everyone is different from each other as it seems. I feel that I really got my message across in this essay about how it doesn't matter about what others think. What matters is how we accept ourselves as the individuals we are even with all the negativity that can be portrayed on the culture we come from. In my next essay, my goal is to expand more on my ideas to give the readers a deeper understanding. 

Essay:

When I hear the word “culture,” I picture a big gathering of people all coming together to celebrate their similarities with one another. I see colors, lights, dancing, singing, rituals, etc. To me, it is something to cherish because it’s where you can find belonging. It’s where you have almost everything in common with the people surrounded by you. It’s home. I was sent out into the world where there wasn’t only my culture. There were hundreds more and it’s when I realized I won’t always belong wherever I go. Stereotypes are put on many cultures, putting people to shame about the culture they come from or are apart of. Being a part of two cultures is when things can get very complicated. I am stuck between the Puerto Rican culture and the American culture and it is like I am stuck between two worlds. Two worlds that cannot interfere, it is either one or the other or even sometimes neither. But I believe that there is a world where the two can coexist because both are who I am.

I love being Puerto Rican but being Puerto Rican in Philadelphia is completely different from being Puerto Rican in Puerto Rico. I pick and choose when I want to show the Hispanic side of me since it isn’t something that’s normal to people in Philadelphia. English is the main language and speaking another language is a “cool” thing when it’s really the same as knowing English. We all make each other feel so different just because we don’t come from the same culture or ethnicity or especially when not all of us are the same skin tone.

The stereotypical Puerto Rican is being “too ghetto” or “too loud.” In a way, I can see this being true but usually to me, it is taken as a joke until I notice it out in public.

“Mom, can you please stop?”

“Stop what? Come on Nani, lighten up.”

“But you are being loud, and you got people looking at us like we crazy.”

I look around after saying this and instantly see all the eyes that were on us. It was kind of awkward and uncomfortable because I do not like to attract attention to myself.

“Man f*** them, la gente son presentao (People are nosy). And that’s not my fault.”

“Ooooookay,” I said rolling my eyes. I can sometimes feed into the idea of the stereotypes. I try so hard to not seem like a stereotypical Puerto Rican, when deep inside I know I am not. I do not care about what others think but when it comes to being judged because of my race and culture is when I take it seriously. For this reason, I tend to change myself depending on where I am at.

The main character in The Hate You Give, Starr Carter, experiences the same feeling of what it is like being stuck between two worlds. The author, Angie Thomas, talks about Starr’s desire to fit in when she wrote: “That means flipping the switch in my brain so I’m Williamson Starr” (71). “Flipping the switch” is something I do a lot especially when being in a place that represents the definition of professionalism or being somewhere where someone considers me as a stranger. “Flipping the switch” is like changing your whole demeanor. Many people say I tend to give off the idea that I am always mad or upset so in a way I try to do the opposite by changing my facial expressions and giving good first impressions. We all want to be viewed or noticed a certain way when in reality it won’t always work that way. In some situations, people can be seen as the target depending on where they’re from or what they look like and at times I can feel like this person.

Being around my family is when I don’t have to worry about how my culture affects anyone else, but this changes when I visit Puerto Rico. The people in Puerto Rico are much different than the Puerto Ricans here in Philadelphia. Since Philadelphia is filled with so many other cultures, I tend to shut myself out from my culture so people will see me and not my culture. In Puerto Rico, I don’t have to do this since everyone is mostly the same over there but it’s when I feel out of place or an outsider because I am not from Puerto Rico. I am from America and a part of the American culture. They have different traditions that I never learned or heard of and I speak more English than Spanish. Knowing more English is where I feel out of place the most, especially with family around my age.

Ta-Nehisi Coates, author of Between the World & Me has similar experiences to my life with the people around his age. He tries to understand a series of ideas he has developed about his body and the generation he comes from by saying: “Now I felt the deeper weight of my generational chains” (124). He digs deeper and understands why these “generational chains” have such a significant meaning. The generations we come from, are apart of our identity. We all want to feel accepted by the people we’ve grown up with and can relate to the most. When we don’t feel comfortable around these people, we can often tend to question who we are and our belonging. I remember speaking to one of my cousins and she did not know any English. I was able to communicate with her to the point where we can both understand each other pretty well. After our conversation, it really hit me that I don’t fit in as much there as I do here in Philadelphia. It made me feel good about where I’m from but also put me in the position that it doesn’t matter what culture I am apart of.

Being a part of two cultures can make someone wonder who they really are as a person. Being aware of the person I am can help me rely more on myself. I listen to my own opinions more often than others. I have an inner connection with both of my cultures that I have learned to use as an advantage, like being able to communicate with people who speak both english and spanish. I’m learning to fight the stereotypes that are chasing after me. I am learning to accept myself for the person I am and not care about those around me. I am learning to live in a world where both of my cultures coexist with each other and not having to shut one or the other out. Knowing who I am is a relief because I know how to face the challenges of who I am when the time comes. I know me.


Macbeth: Into The Modern Age

I worked with Fudayl Hopkins. http://​scienceleadership.org/people/fhopkins22 


Our Macbeth creative project is about the both of us pretending we are filmmakers who want to pitch our idea for a PG-13 modernised adaptation of Macbeth. We chose the idea because we like movies and it’s interesting to come up with an idea for that and think of how The Tragic Story of Macbeth would have played out if it was released now which is the reason for our title, Macbeth: Into the Modern Age.
 The plot is how Macbeth works at a big company and he’s always wanted to be president of it. When 3 fortune tellers come and predict that he will become president of the company, with the help of his wife and his vaulting ambition he becomes convinced to kill President Duncan so he can become president automatically since no one else could president on short notice.
We chose only three important scenes from the play to adapt. There are choices that we changed from the play because it could never happen now like for example if Macduff just killed Macbeth he would go to jail. This project shows our understanding of the play because as long as you get the general message of the play across you can adapt Macbeth into anything. Even having the main cast animals in an animated film. Our script shows our understanding of the characters in how they would talk today and that was inspired from their personality. The real life actors we chose to play the characters also reflects our understanding of the characters. We like to think of our project still as the Tragic Story of Macbeth but it’s from a 2019 or 2020 perspective as if Macbeth was written in 2019 without changing the characters’ name or personalities.
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Finding me

​Intro: This essay is about finding my true identity. I struggle with two identities my school identity was agreeing with everything. Monkey see, Monkey do whatever you like I like. My school identity was not really me and it would spill over into the house which caused conflicts. I start off with a reflection of a scene that paints a picture in the reader's head and gives you an idea of the environment I was in. 

Sweat drips, drips, drips when I walk into my new class. My legs are shaking to the point where I can’t lift them up to walk so I drag them. Once I walk in and I’m met with 19 unfamiliar faces. Left, right, left, right. The teacher points to my seat, I go to my seat without an answer. I’m next to a blonde haired kid with thick glasses. He introduced himself as Aaron disregarding the teacher talking in the front of the classroom. I introduce my self. Aaron saw I was the only black fifth-grade kid, and he asks a question: “ Since your dark do you taste like chocolate?” before I could process this question I turn around to a tongue to my left cheek. Aaron licked me to see if I tasted like chocolate. I knew then that I would have to figure out who I was as a person. 

  My mom went to law school in Harrisburg and attended Penn State University. That means we had to move from Philadelphia. I didn’t really care because I was in second grade but I was also unaware of the possibility that the move would change my identity and make me veer away from my culture. Beast of The Southern Wild it shows, Hushpuppy and her people were taken from there way of living. Hushpuppy was use to catching their food and going out into the wilderness to a place where they were contained inside all day. It was a big change from Philadelphia. We went from a big city to a small town named Carlisle. Carlisle was so small, everything was next to everything.  



“ The self that I attempted to take out into the world was rejected over and over again and my panic at not having a self that fit and the confusion that came from myself being rejected created anxiety and shame”  This quote was stated  from Thandie Newton an actress. I tried to give the real me to the world and it seemed the world didn’t want to accept my real self. I dealt with this by changing the way I spoke, the way I laughed, and even the stuff I used to like I would change them to other things.  For three years I didn't have any diversity which changed my identity at home. All my friends were white there was no variety in my school which I think every kid needs. My grandma would cook some Spanish food and I wanted some cheeseburgers and half the time I didn’t like Spanish food because I couldn´t understand why my friends weren´t eating that type of food. I felt like I couldn´t be my true self in middle school at all. 

One question that I look back on, is when did I start reclaiming my true identity?  I didn’t start finding my true identity until I moved out of Carlisle. Carlisle was made for a small town and farm raised a family. We were a city family. So my mom and I moved after she graduated and I didn’t want to move because I was already comfortable. When I moved I finally experienced diversity where I was with all kinds of races which lead me to communicate and have more things in common with some of the kids and that's what started to bring out my true identity.                                                                                          

In conclusion, I always think you're a product of your environment. I had an Uncle that went to Jail for three years of his life and he was never the same. Jail changed him in ways I don’t even know today. Imagine going to your family everyday eating what you want, sleeping when you want, go outside to being told what to do at 40 years old. My Uncle had to adjust just like I had to when I moved back from Carlisle to Philadelphia. I wasn’t the same person coming back it took time to adjust to my environment and know I can proudly say I found my true identity and I’m proud of the journey I took to find my identity.  

Scotland High by Iris Peron-Ames Josie DiCapua

In order to demonstrate our understanding of the play Macbeth, we chose to create a mockumentary-type film, following the efforts of the yearbook committee as they interviewed the students of their school.  These students were all characters from Macbeth, and the project thus allowed us to take a deeper look at the characters themselves. By including the interviews, we were not only able to reflect the soliloquies and such from the play, but it also allowed us to predict what the characters would have been like in a modern school environment. This demonstrated our understanding of the text and the characters as we had to mold the speech, the actions, and even the body language of those in the film based off of the play. We also created a few yearbook pages to reflect the video and the characters. The yearbook depicts the graduating class of 1022, which is both a reference to the year that we will graduate, 2022, but would also have been the year that the characters would have been seventeen or eighteen years old. In addition, on each of the pages, we chose to add a small symbol that would represent each character. For instance, for Banquo’s page, a ghost was added. This is both echoing the supernatural theme throughout the play, but is also due to Banquo’s presence as a ghost that haunts Macbeth. We also picked quotes from the text for the majority of the characters, to show the reasoning behind the selected character traits.

The purpose of this project was to take a closer look at the characters in Macbeth, and to use the text to apply their characters to a more relatable setting. The film follows the work of the Scotland High yearbook committee. In order to gather the information needed to create the yearbook, they conduct a series of interviews on all the students of the school. The yearbook is a compilation of the information gathered in the interviews. It not only records the information gathered, but also provides a deeper look into what their personality is meant to be like, and shows some of the evidence supporting these conclusions is from in the quotes.


Here is our video: Scotland High


Here is a link to Iris's page (My project partner)


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Advanced Essay #2: Social Class in the Classroom

​Introduction: My advanced essay #2 is about the effect of social class in the classroom. The effect it can leave on children can be long lasting and very impactful. Feeling like you are being judged by your peers can dramatically effect the way you learn and the way one grows as a person. I am proud of the points and opinions I take a stand on in this essay. For my next paper, I would like to improve on leaving notes fro myself while writing my paper of things I can improve on or just good point from discussions with peers I would like to include. 


Social Class In the Classroom


Part of growing up is finding where you belong amongst the people around you. Many children experience this first through school. As a child, most of the time you are categorized in a classroom by your social class. Once you get to a certain age, the other kids around you begin to realize where your from and whether your family comes from money or not. Then, for many people, you get judged for having, or not having money like the other children around you. I had this experience in grade school. Many of the children around me were much wealthier than I was and it definitely affect the way I learned in the environment. Teachers often tend to tune out when it comes to social class even though small things like these can powerfully impact a young person’s life.

In many instances, we see people push aside social class as an issue in classroom scenarios. Race and religion are the main focus of many people’s concerns with equality in the classroom. In an article written by Adj Marshal, he discusses the effect of bringing social class into the classroom and touches on how the weight of this on children is sometimes overlooked. He says, “Compared with race or gender, class is less obviously inscribed on the body and more poorly understood, with more gray areas and fewer shared terms for social categories, making identity development a slower and more fraught process.” In many cases social class is a large part of a child’s identity, so not making it a larger part of the discussion in the classroom, like Marshall says, it could potentially damage a child’s image of themself.

Personally, I have had social class affect me negatively in a classroom environment. I was in the second grade when I realized my peers were not raised the same way I was. I attended a private school on a partial scholarship while my mom had to scrape pennies to pay the other end of my tuition. Meanwhile, many of my classmates never had to worry about not being able to go to school the next month because their parents couldn’t meet the tuition deadline, or if they would be able to pay for the newest pair of uniform shoes.  They took these things for granted. The day after after winter break I walked into class wearing my new winter coat that my mom had just bought me for Christmas. All of the other children were sitting playing on their new Nintendo DSI’s that they had received over the break. One of the kids asked, “Louisa, where is your DSI? Don’t you wanna play with us?” I didn’t know how to reply at first. As the nervousness settled into me, I said, “I didn’t get one for Christmas, I got this new coat instead.” Just as I could get the words out of my mouth another kid said, “She didn’t get one because she’s poor.” Immediately, the tears streamed to my eyes. The feeling of shame and embarrassment welled through me as the other kids just stared.

This is an important point to be noted not only because the children used this as a form of bullying, but because it made me feel uncomfortable to participate in the class. Social class is much more important than it is viewed as by most teachers. In an article on social class in the classroom, written by journalist Meghan Smith, she discusses a series of tests performed on a class of children to prove the effect of social and economical class on children. When discussing the results of one of the tests she says, “This can lead to students in lower social classes, or with lower familiarity with a task, to perform even worse than they would have. In other words, highlighting performance gaps with no explanation for the gap can make the gap even wider!” The gap she refers to is that of the gap between children in different social classes. Even though children don’t quite understand what kind of stress and embarrassment child of a lower class feels.

Even though social class is generally looked over now, in the future teachers should be more aware and even create an approach to avoid tension in the classroom. A good solution may be to begin teaching children about social and economic classes from a younger age so that they will have the information they need before they judge someone.  Teaching young children about social class could also allow them to view the world around them in different ways and avoid them creating future prejudices. Social class is something that causes children to learn differently and feel uncomfortable in some learning environments, but it never should be. My hope for the future is that someone will break the chain, so that children will never have to feel too embarrassed to learn.


  

Advanced Essay 2 + Zeniah Navas

Introduction: 
My essay is based on the craze of Instagram. How instagram is shaping men and women to believe that they have to be in a certain catergory to fit. It's a hole that people get sucked in for hours trying to find different ways to change themselves or be popular. I'm going to prove how it's not only all good that we see from the outside. This essay touches on teens who are looking at those Instagram Famous people and thinking negatively of themselves. Now, I am not innocent of this either which is why it touches a special place in my heart. I am confident. Be you. Thank you.

Essay: How to Become Instagram Famous 101. 
How to Become Instagram Famous 101.  Step 1: Look at what other famous people are doing. Step 2: Change your wardrobe to match the fashion craze. Step 3: No matter what you do, do not give up your front. These are steps are all, but none to finding your identity. The pill people have a hard time swallowing is how much we allow categories to define us as well. Just as in social media. While we scroll, swipe, or post, we fail to realize how we are also categorized others on social media as well. The more followers, the more likes, the more popularity, and the more steps to trail away from your true self.
Step 1: Look at what other famous people are doing. Celebrities have thousands, sometimes millions of followers for being famous and known outside of their social medias. With the value that we put into social media, people often become famous in it. There’s relationship goals that become viral and with the couple gaining thousands of followers. For example, Chris and Queen, they began posting small clips of their relationship that then went viral. Them going viral allowed them to create a Youtube channel and gain income from it. They went from lower, to middle, to upper class in months. Now, Queen is a star-singer with lots of recognition around the U.S with her income flowing. This idea of becoming famous from social media created the term Instagram Famous. Instagram is a social media app that is allowing people to do things to become famous.
Step 2: Change your wardrobe to fit the fashion craze. Find celebrities, find models on what are they wearing, where are they shopping, and what stores are tagged in their post. All of this matters. Not only does this tie into what they're wearing, but also on how much they're spending on their clothes. Typically, we see this more touched on females. Women believe that to be accepted they have to have the latest fashion, the latest shoes, their hair has to be on a certain type of criteria, and their bodies as well. Being natural is not always accepted. Yes it may be accepted from time to time, but that's not what the craze is about. It’s not what Instagram has told us is accepted. 
Thandie Newton gives a Ted Talk on how she attempted to be open on who she was while being a teen: “The self that I attempted to take out into the world was rejected over and over again. And my panic at not having a self that fit, and the confusion that came from myself being rejected, created anxiety, shame and hopelessness, which kind of defined me for a long time. But in retrospect, the destruction of myself was so repetitive that I started to see a pattern” (Thandie Newton, Ted Talk). As she says, people weren’t always accepted as themselves. Since social media is such a large part in society, it pressures people more to change. Just to obtain likes, people change their personalities and even alter their wardrobe or physical appearance to gain. 
Step 3: No matter what you do, do not give up your front. Now began 6th grade. I’m a pre-teen now. I’m growing up and getting more privileges. Hence came social media. 
“Be careful with what you post. Don’t stick out your tongue. Don’t show too much,” the lecture goes on from my parents. 
I shrugged them off as any normal pre-teen would. It was my time to shine and show myself. Little did I know that the world would be watching. I saw older girls posting pictures with prerogative poses; butt on sink, shirt down just enough to see boob separation, etc. When you’re a young girl, you believe doing what the older girls are doing will make boys like you more and there I went. Post after post, like after like, now the followers came. The increase in followers increased my confidence. I thought that with boys telling me I was beautiful that I was the best of them all. 
“No matter what you do, do not give up your front,” my best friend told me.
With the years going on and my maturity level continuing to increase, I realized that I had to subtly show I wasn’t the little girl I once was. I wasn’t looking for boys to like me anymore, now I was just me. With the confidence I had already gained, it was easier to know that I was going to be accepted. No matter what I did, I did not let others know my front.
Thandie Newton continues her Ted Talk and states, “It's more a reality than the ones our selves have created. Imagine what kind of existence we can have if we honor inevitable death of self, appreciate the privilege of life and marvel at what comes next. Simple awareness is where it begins” (Thandie Newton, Ted Talk).  The idea of us having to address what we love the most is what’s holding us back. Social media, especially Instagram, haYove ties into our day to day lives that going against it or what it holds would be wrong. Regardless of who is in reality knows you, the world that is watching may have a different perception. The concept she throws out of it being more a reality is chilling. It’s what we believe is truth. If Instagram said it, it’s true. If Twitter said it, it’s true.
Instagram is not going to give you money to find yourself. That’s not how it was created. Instagram does not have emotions floating around so that it can have sympathy with you. You will be who you are or be who you’re not, no ifs ands or buts around it. Now I am not saying being instagram famous is negative or there aren’t people who aren’t their true selves. In reality, it’s a sacrifice. Whether to be accepted for yourself is the choice.

the Death of King Duncan



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Nyree Newton and I worked on the Macbeth project we were trying to find a more intriguing way for viewers to read Macbeth. That being said, we were hoping that our project would allow readers to find Act 1 Scene 3 easier to understand and would have fun reading. For our project, we created a comic strip that showed the scene of King Duncan deaths.

  In the scene, Macbeth is told three prophecies. They consisted of becoming Thane of Cawdor, Thane of Glamis and eventually become King. Macbeth thought that the witches were lying and he had high doubts. Eventually, one of the prophecies came true. He became Thane of Cawdor, which then gave him hope. Too much hope causing him to rush his prophecies which eventually ended with blood being shed and bodied being dead.

To reenact this scene Nyree and I found a website that helped us make the comic strip. The website is Storyboard Creation. It let use have lady Macbeth and Macbeth go through their plan to kill king Duncan. Storyboard really helped me and Nyree make a good project. You should use use Storyboard to make your next comic strip





 

Advanced Essay #2: Success for Muslim women

Introduction:

The purpose of my essay is to connect my own personal scene of memory with an outside source. I chose to write about this topic so I can be able advise Muslim girls that we can be able to fit into society and become successful like everyone else. I am proud of my quote analysis because I related it to myself. I followed a format taught in class which helped me to improve. From writing this essay I learned many new creative techniques; how to analyze quotes, and how to connect with outside sources. I want to improve my essay by being more descriptive and by focusing more on a specific event.


Hijab, is something that most Americans had questions about. Everyone would ask me what is the hijab, why do you wear it, what is the purpose. I loved answering these questions because being able to explain  the significance of this headscarf made me feel proud. On the other hand, there were always ignorant people that were rude and asked me, “Do you even have hair under that? How are you not hot?” Different emotions would run in and out of my head. As I put on a fake cheerful smile on my face hiding all the anger,  I would take a deep breath and be respectful like what my mother taught me and I answer, “I wear this for god not to cover my bald head. In fact, I have a lot of natural, real, long, thick hair.” I would always describe what my hair looks to give them a visual picture of it

Most people would sit there in shock. I loved leaving people shocked and I loved emphasizing how real and natural my hair is. The satisfaction inside of me felt surreal. If only people understood what the hijab represented. I would keep asking myself, why couldn’t it be taught in schools these people need to understand and respect other people’s culture. “Forget Samera you teach them,” I told myself. I tried to remove this envy inside of me and started to thoroughly and passionately explain to them about my hijab, what it represent, how this is who I am, and I love it, instead of bragging about my hair. By doing this brought light into my heart and slowly turned my fake smile into real emotion.

These kinds of questions most frequently happened in school. The school was the hardest place for me to find a way to fit in. I’ve always asked myself why is this so difficult. My personality isn’t bad, I am a nice person. As the years passed by my knowledge started to grow. I started to realize why people would rather be around other girls than a hijabi Muslim. It had nothing to do with my personality, it was all about my identity, the stereotypes, what people saw first, my hijab.

In 7th grade, during history class, I was told that I’m going to be a terrorist when I grow up. I didn’t say anything to stand up for myself. The pain from hearing those words caused me to have a breakdown in class. When your fellow classmate says negative comments to you about your identity makes you feel bad about who you are. It made me lose hope in becoming a doctor, I started to think well now it just looks like I am going to be an ordinary housewife nothing more than that.

Another time was when I was in the park. I was with my siblings when a lady burst out of nowhere and yelled, “go back to your country.” The anger built up inside me and I just wanted to yell, “how the hell am I supposed to go back if I am already in my country.” Instead, I stayed calm and ignored but deep down my siblings and I were terrified. These words that were said to me caused me a lot of emotional and mental pain. It made me realize that I am nothing in this country people would never acknowledge my success because of my religious background.

Being a Muslim woman in America is extremely difficult. This is because the society and the media have built these hateful stereotypes. For example, Muslims are known to be terrorists, women are trapped and are meant to be in the kitchen. This causes young students emotional pain. Not just me but everyone. People set low expectations for us, gives us fewer opportunities to become the best. Societies expectations and negativity not only shut us down from great success but also affects us personally. Most Muslim women who want to be successful are afraid to be judged by society.

Halima Aden, the first hijab-wearing fashion model, explains in a Ted Talk about not being afraid to make herself visible: “It’s about using yourself as a vessel to create change and being a human representation for the power of diversity.” The significant idea Halima demonstrates about taking risks and changes and how this is what being a minority is about. Putting yourself out there making a change is a way to make a difference in society.  This quote exemplifies that the hijab isn’t just a piece of clothing that stops Muslim girls to become something successful. It is a way for me to show other people that I am more than just a regular Muslim girl that won’t be able to do anything in life. I am someone just like everyone else; achieving dreams and exceeding societies expectations that are set for me.

It all started to grow in me and affected me. Not being able to fit in, being pushed around because I am a small Muslim girl. Negativity surrounded my head. I’ve started to follow people’s footsteps to satisfy myself and them. It wasn’t just the hijab stopping me it was also the stereotypes that people used that stopped themselves from getting to know me.

Amal Kassir, a Muslim pre-law student, explains in a Ted Talk about what society portrays of her: “On the news, it’s ISIS, Jihadi, suspect, radical, my name is could your Muslim neighbor be an extremist.” Amal explains how hard a Muslim woman works for success but at the end of the day to society think you are nothing. This is because of what the news, social media, and the society depict of Muslims. This quote exemplifies that society has a way to put Muslims down. The stereotypes toward us have had an effect on me

This society has a fixed mindset that Muslim Women are meant to “obey” men and are nothing more than housewives imprisoned in their home with children. Halima Aden and Amal Kassir are two role models that represent all Muslim Women. They proved to society that Muslim women are capable of being successful in life. They justify that we are just like everyone else and have a right to be able to step into the American society and carry on success and better change.  

All these negativity toward Muslims causes us to go down and think negatively. It puts us in the wrong mindset and makes us wonder, what is the point of even trying if others are always going to overpower us. I want to prove everyone wrong and show them hijabi Muslims are much more than what society has fixed for us.


Advanced Essay #2: A False Identity

Introduction: 
The purpose of this advanced essay was to combine creative components (scene of memory) with analytical components to create a piece analyzing a moment of your life. For this essay, I decide to write about my eighth grade experience, and the feeling of having a false identity to "fit in." 
Through this essay, I was learn the writing technique of properly writing a creative piece with thorough analysis while finding the balance between the two. I am proud of my quotes and analysis, which strongly connect to the topic. I also am proud of my quote integration. I used the context-quote-analysis format to the best of my ability, which helped the essay have good transition. 
Next quarter, I want to focus on creating better descriptive scenes. I want to focus on being descriptive without having to create a list of everything that happens.

Essay (A False Identity):

The beginning of eighth grade was a stressful period. I was ready to graduate, but I also wanted to perform well. Every year, our school would split the group of 80 students between four different advisors. I was given the advisor I had hoped to receive, which made me even more excited to start the school year. The previous few years I had spent at that school were a large period of discovery. Since I was still considered a new student, I was struggling to come to terms with my identity and personality, so I often attempted to hide these qualities to be more liked. This year, I wanted to show more of my true self.

When I first saw my classroom, I immediately noticed that the room was spacious. Desks were lined into columns which made it easier to move throughout the area. However, I could not focus on examining the room because my concentration shifted to my classmates. They all had wide smiles plastered on their faces, but their nervous eyes revealed their insecurity. We were all afraid to begin a new year, despite eighth grade being regarded as an easy experience.

Throughout the next few months, the class environment was extremely positive. Since the entire student body was focused on graduating, there was little drama and a large amount of kindness. Because of this, I began to feel more optimistic. I was able to act the way I wanted and still feel like I was fitting in. I was confident that things would stay this way until the end of the year.

Eventually, the class became more restless. The days until graduation felt like they were increasing. As a result, the environment speedily shifted from constructive and accepting to negative and cold. The friendliness disappeared. False identities began to fade, revealing true colors. Meanwhile, my identity hid behind the same false one from years back. I was afraid of the consequences of my identity, as students were belittled for having personality traits similar to mine. I thought that changing to fit the school’s new norms would make me happier.

As the year progressed, I wrestled with the idea of having to lie about myself. I was unable to realize if I felt truly happy or not. I was still making friends because of my false identity, but at the cost of my character. Despite this, I still pushed my new self. To many, the idea of having a fake identity is reassuring because it is a survival tactic. However, the human desire to create false identities creates an imbalance between the real and the false characteristics. Real identities become altered by artificial personality traits.

In F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby, the main character, Jay Gatsby, lies about his identity to fit in with richer society. He dons a new name and alters his entire past to create a new personality for himself. Further in the book, this new identity is exposed as a front, and the narrator, Nick, discusses Gatsby’s lies with the reader. He claims that “Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter…” (The Great Gatsby, 180) Throughout the story, the green light is constantly utilized as a representation of Gatsby’s hopes. He chases after his hope because it allows him to feel fulfilled. Growing up in a poor family, Gatsby always dreamed of fitting in with the upper class. Thus, he lies about his identity to connect to those he thought he had a relation to, as he had always been chasing an high-class life. However, this desire becomes maleficial to Gatsby. He is viewed as an entirely different person from his past self because of his constant attempts to alter his character. Thus, Gatsby’s change in identity allowed him to fit in at a cost of losing parts of his prior self.

Like Gatsby, I began to realize I was acting differently, even when talking to teachers or at home. This insincere personality was beginning to affect my life in major ways. I was disconnected from others and myself. Impoliteness became a regularity; apathy made me seem compelling. I would pretend I was uninterested in conversations for a few laughs. I would sit in my same classroom, but it felt different. The space became limited and the room felt smaller. In an attempt to fit into my environment, I had lost my identity.

From this point onward, I struggled to redeem my true identity. I worked constantly to remove new negative habits. I attempted to connect with classmates who were willing to be themselves. I changed my manners at home and with teachers. I was afraid to be remembered as a person I did not want to become.

In the film Beasts of the Southern Wild, Hushpuppy, a child who lives with her father, experiences life in an uninhabited area. While Hushpuppy describes her life, she tells the listeners that she is “recording [her] story for the scientists in the future.” She then tells us that “in a million years, when kids go to school, they gonna know: once there was a Hushpuppy, and she lived with her daddy in The Bathtub” (Beasts of the Southern Wild, Released 27 June, 2012). In this quote, Hushpuppy is showing the human need to be remembered for our identity. She wants to be remembered as Hushpuppy from The Bathtub, and not an unnamed child from an unknown place. Hushpuppy’s desire to be remembered stems from her living conditions. She was afraid of being forgotten because she inhabited a closed off society. There are no scientists in her community, proving that her fear is real. The creator of the movie uses Hushpuppy’s struggle to represent society’s fear of not being known by those outside of their community.

In this instance, I felt like Hushpuppy. I was afraid that I would be forgotten, and forget myself, because I was not showing my identity to those around me. I was closed off from the rest of my class because I feared that I would not be remembered for my character. I created a fake one to counteract this, which eventually made me fear being remembered as somebody I was not.

By the end of the school year, I was able to reestablish who I was. The students I attempted to connect with became close friends, and I passed through the last weeks of school confident in myself and my new relationships. By graduation, I was excited for high school. Instead of putting on a facade, I hoped to create genuine connections by not losing my individuality again.




Advanced Essay #2: Be Lost

Introduction: The purpose of my essay is to share the idea that people need to be lost to learn how not to become lost again. From this experience, not only will people find themselves anew but they will discover new options, opinions, point of views, information, and beliefs that can help them make choices of their own. Their new understanding of what used to confuse them will guide them away from the hole that they once knew and into the world as a better self. 

One thing I am proud of in this essay is that I can truly share what I feel when it came to my scene of memory. My self-discovery is self-love and writing it in a essay made me believe in it even more. 

One way I want to improve my writing technique for my next paper is to have a clearer analysis. I don't want to keep repeating the same ideas but rather learn how to expand on them. 

My Essay: Be Lost

At some point in our lives, we go through a difficult phase. A phase where we don’t know who we are or why we matter, a phase of questioning our existence and motivation to keep progressing. This phase doesn’t creep up on us and, it can really hurt from where it began. Losing a loved one, dreams crushed, failure, poor health, pain, stress; the list goes on for eternity. It hits us just like a snap of a finger and we had no way of knowing.

When we are lost, we have no feelings, we have no opinion, we are empty. A clean slate. One may think this could be the worst thing in the world because it doesn’t make you human. Thandie Newton had a TED talk on the value or non-value of having a “self.” She quoted, “I always wondered why I could feel others' pain so deeply, why I could recognize the somebody in the nobody. It's because I didn't have a self to get in the way. I thought I lacked substance and the fact that I could feel others' meant that I had nothing of myself to feel. The thing that was a source of shame was actually a source of enlightenment.” If you have no feelings, you’re perceived as damaged, but this is an advantage in life because we get to see and learn more. Newton was able to see others’ emotions and understand them because she was lost. It’s “a source of enlightenment” where we can discover new things in our lives. Being lost is like not having an identity and no identity means no judgment. You can see all the options from the different point of views and from there, you can make choices of your own.

An example of someone who feels like they have no identity is Ta-Nehisi Coates, the author of Between the World and Me. In his book, he talks about how school was one of the ways that made him lost. As stated by Coates, “I did not master the schools, because I could not see where any of it could possibly lead” (115). In many cases, students wonder when the information they are given will apply to the real world hence Coates stating “I could not see where any of it could possibly lead.” The idea of not knowing what to do leads to the sense of one being lost because they do not understand the purpose of it all. He became lost because he was confused about the options that were just handed to him.

But this is where Coates was able to see everything as it is. At first, he believed that the world was cruel for people of color like himself and that it was almost entirely impossible to change that. However, when he was lost, he was able to discover more  opinions that he hadn’t thought about. He observed how people like himself and people who are completely different from him behaved. He saw individuality, selfishness, fear, confidence, and much more. Through this, he was able to re-accept himself in his own ways while understanding the choices and behaviors of others even if he doesn’t agree with them. From understanding more of what confused him , Coates was able to grow more as a person and still have the advantage of an open mind.

Times when I went through this dark phase was when I’ve lost people who I thought couldn’t live without. I’ve had a recent experience of being lost when I was peeling green beans. I was annoyed by the task but it didn’t matter because I had to help cook if I wanted to eat. My mother walked towards me as she walked out of the kitchen. “What happened to Nasir? You guys haven’t been talking much lately,” she asked concerningly but casually.

“Nothing happened,” I responded monotony. I blanked out because I didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t thinking about him before but now I am, which  put me in an off mood. She continued to ask me random questions that I didn’t know the answers to. Did I do this, did he do that, did he get a new girlfriend, did you guys fight? I didn’t really know why or what happened. I already accepted that it was okay for humans to change their feelings, but I questioned why it was always them to change their minds. Was it me? Was I not enough or am I just someone who eventually becomes unwanted? It was my third time going through a relationship and they all ended the same way.

But now looking back, I can prove myself wrong. I discovered that for me, love from another person is never enough because true love comes within. Other people may need someone to show them love but, it’s different for me. I only looked at love in one direction, one image, one meaning, one way but the state of being lost showed me otherwise. It forced me to open the doors that were behind me, the doors that I ignored and found unappealing. But the new doors were what I was missing. They were the perspectives that I had never even thought about yet they were the ones that I learned the most from. I picked and chose what I didn’t like and what I do like. I chose me.

Life hits us like a snap of a finger because it’s carving the right path to ourselves. It forces us to be at our worst so we can discover what makes us feel best. But the idea of being lost has more purpose than to smash us down and then rebuild. It’s to break down the walls that narrow our horizon of the things we ignore and don’t know, and then rebuild. The state of the lost phase is truly when we can become the better versions of ourselves because not only can we find ourselves again but we can also understand others. Understanding other beliefs, opinions, thoughts and ideas more will prevent ourselves from becoming lost again.  


Advanced Essay #2: Disability doesn't define you

​Introduction
The purpose of my essay is to inform people that having a disability does not define you. It makes you stand out from others in society. I am very proud of my thoughts in my essay. I was very passionate when writing each and every word. To improve my writing process I would work on connecting my ideas so they match up. Also i would make the flow of my essay makes sense.


Disability doesn't define you

People with disabilities tend to stand out more than others. In today's world people are quick to judge and talk about you. They assume you are incapable of doing everyday things. We are doubted the minute we step outdoors. The most annoying thing is the stares, whispers, and gossip. I experience this everyday. Having a disability will always be challenging. They can shape me into the person I am today.

Often times people tell me your beautiful. When I am outside there are people with ugly stares and rude comments. The comments are basically dismissing me. They see a disabled girl and automatically believe she doesn't belong here. Nicola griffith once said “ it took me years to feel the sting of nondisabled peoples dismissal”. Everyone has the thought of not being wanted. At times i say I am a burden to my family. Always having to ask for help is annoying for them at times. Even if they don't say it I know they think it.      

Sometimes it is hard to accept that I am pretty even with a disability. Trying to brush off the stares and, gossip the minute I walk outside is hard. In December I dealt with an incident with stares and gossip and let those people get the best of me. I went to church with my mom and siblings. A group of students from her job were performing “he's able”. After service we attended a mini art show. One of the choir boys looked at me and continued staring at me. Then he told his friend to do the same thing. The first boy whispered he’s scared of me to his friend. I pretended to not care and walked away. Unfortunately, the boys found me again and asked “are you ok”. Again I walked away, this time was different though. I started crying and let my emotions get the best of me.

Shortly after this incident I was reminded of my worth. My friend told me “ You were made to stand out and be different, and you are great and beautiful just the way you are”. This helped me feel better about who I am as a person. I knew my true beauty with my disability included.  Nowadays, I try to not let what people think of me affect me. The more I don't care about what people think, the more I begin to love myself. I have accepted that life will always be a challenge. However I will stay true to myself no matter what people say.

As a disabled person, we choose to either be a victim or live our life to the fullest. I watched a buzzfeed video titled Always live your best life !. In the video she says “ you can conquer everything that they told you couldn't do and be out here winning”.  Having a condition does not mean your exempt from being your best yourself. You are pretty and special just like every other human being. We are able to do things we have always wanted to do. Also we have our own way of doing things.

In our society people like to categorize each other. They singlehandley group people together and label them. Disabled people are silently judged all their life.  We get the ugly stares, gossip about our looks. People are not mature enough to ask about why we look this way. Instead they judge us and believe we are unable to be pretty without looking like everyone else. As a community we should be more welcoming to compliment one another. Especially anyone who stands out and has a disability. We are not exempt just because we have a disability. However we tend to stand out more than others.

Some people may see disability as a weakness. Its like society thinks less of us because we have a condition. When people whisper and stare they do it for enjoyment. I pretend to do my best to ignore them. Ignoring them helps me become a stronger person. My confidence within myself grows after each stare and comment. Nobody should be singled out because they look different. When we categorize ourselves it gives people the power to single us out.

Having a disability does not mean your less prettier than someone else. Your disability will always a part of you. Never forget your true beauty no matter what you experience. Each little annoying stare and gossip will  make you greater. Every incident I endured was for the greater good. Those incidents gave me power to know my true worth.


Advanced Essay #2: My Journey to Self Acceptance

Introduction

The purpose of my essay is to explore the impact of identity labels, and the significance they have for individuals in the process of self-discovery. There is also a focus on the role that community plays in self-acceptance. The communication of these concepts was accomplished through recalling my personal journey to understanding and accepting my gender identity. Within this essay, I feel that one of my strengths was integrating a metaphor that supports my main point. I used the idea of a journey to represent the process of self discovery, and a canyon as a metaphor for the barrier between living without a sense of self and existing within a community as an individual defined on their own terms. It serves to define the vast difference between self-realization and self-acceptance. Additionally, I am proud of my success in completing tasks on time. In my next paper, I will challenge myself to clearly establish my main point earlier on in the process. Additionally, I would like to work towards communicating my ideas in a more concise and powerful manner.


Advanced Essay #2: My Journey to Self Acceptance

For much of my life, I never bothered to reflect on who I was. I accepted what other people told me about my identity, whether I liked it or not. I assumed that any individual’s identity was not self-discovered, but was determined by those around that individual. However, I have learned that my identity, and the process of existing as my truest self, belongs entirely to me.  I will not sacrifice my sense of self just to appease society, nor to lessen the resistance I face as a result of my existence and expression of self.

For the past several years, I have gone through an exploration of and acceptance of my genderqueer identity. The first time I thought about it is a memory from when I was in 8th grade. The moment when I learned what the word cisgender meant, something clicked for me. In conversation with a friend, the word came up. I asked what it meant. “Cisgender refers to anyone who identifies as the gender they were born as. That's you and me,” my friend explained. My brain instantly went, “That's not me… is that me? I am not sure.” And then I went on to dwell on it periodically for a significant portion of time, in between long periods of denial.

During those long periods of denial, I often felt that I did not know myself, that I had not yet been given the knowledge of who I truly was. I knew people existed on the other side of the canyon, in a land of understanding themselves and being who they truly were. I did not understand that one could travel from one side to the other. The truth is, everyone has a canyon to cross. Everyone has a part of who they are that they must discover and move towards. The moment we must make a change, we are tempted to deny the journey that has brought us to the moment. We cannot unlive the journey. To sit at the barrier is to waste away into nothingness, to resign oneself to a confused, empty, and meaningless fate. To bridge the canyon is to find validation within. Once having reached a pivotal point in self-discovery, we can connect where we are and where we want to be. It is to build a bridge and pass over the canyon, rather than jump into the abyss.

One of the steps over the bridge for me was to share my thoughts with one of my mothers. I told her that I thought I was genderqueer. We were in a car. I spent the whole ride, on the way to see a dentist, getting up the courage to bring up the topic. Finally, as we got back into the car after the appointment to go home, I told her. Her response crushed me.

“Just promise me,” she said, with a clearly disappointed tone to her voice, “that you won’t turn into a man.” She slid into the car, and slammed the door behind her.

A cocktail of sadness, disappointment, anger at her, self-doubt, and self-loathing welled up inside me, sloshing around. I was either going to cry, or going to explode: her words, now fading into the tense silence, were the smoldering match to my gasoline. “Who ever said that I wanted to be a man?!” I sputtered, “I just want to be me. How is that the first response you, a self-proclaimed trans-ally, have. It’s like you are supportive of everyone, no matter what, until that person is your own kid.”

“Yeah. I guess so,” she unashamedly agreed, as if she saw nothing wrong with it.

We sat in silence.


Many people will cross this bridge with you, and many will try to hold you back. Many people will cheer you on from the other side, and many will demand that you turn away, or else jump. Belonging is not guaranteed. Turning back is to make more difficult the path for the next traveler; to desecrate the faith of the folks across the canyon. Continuing forward is tearing yourself away from the arms that have cradled you and embraced you since you were young. But everyone has a place where they fit in, even if they must travel far to find it. I may not fit exactly in with the puzzle I was packaged with, but I fit in with my community. The more people like me I have met, the more I have learned to accept myself. As I have gained confidence through embracing this community, I have found my place. I have claimed my right to exist shamelessly as I am. I am genderqueer, and my existence is mine. Identity is for an individual to define. To sacrifice one’s well being just to appease others is to peel away and discard the unique meaning of that individual’s existence.

As explained by Jill Soloway, film director and writer of the television show Transparent,  “The category of nonbinary or gender-queer feels like a relief to me. It's sort of a safe home, a place in which my self wishes to reside…. I know it’s awkward and hard to understand, but all we have is the language. These words are attempting to catch up to something that is a question of how one exists inside one’s mind or one’s soul.” (Glamour interview, Ann Friedman, 9/14/17)

I knew who I was, but had trouble accepting myself. I had internalized so much of the negative responses and resistance I had been met with. It would be so much easier if I could just be who they wanted me to be. It would be easier if I had never discovered my identity in the first place, but that was impossible. Having a sense of self is a part of the human experience; an integral part of existence. It would be so much easier to opt out of the human experience, but that was clearly not an option. As I struggled with myself, figuring out my identity, I replayed many of the responses of people close to me:


“I never knew you weren’t happy on this side of the canyon.”

“You seemed to fit in so well when you were younger.”

“We would miss you. Just promise me you won’t go.”

“You’ll regret it. I screwed a lot of things up when I was a teenager.”

“I accept that you wish to be over there, so long as you stay on this side.”

“This is just a phase. A trend.”

“Fake. Liar. Special snowflake.”


Where I see my journey to happiness, they see the withering of an image they had of me. They see an imposter killing off the person they thought they knew, wearing the skin of their loved one, asking for help to irreversibly change it.

Am I really a monster? A fake? An imposter? A special snowflake, just begging for attention in a way that is guaranteed to cause me agony and make my life significantly more difficult?


No. Because voices also echo from the other side.


“Change what you cannot live with. Learn to love the rest,” advises a more experienced traveler, already trod on the path I follow.


Among them, is a quote from queer activist Kate Bornstein: “There’s a bunch of people who used to think ‘I’m a terrible person for changing my gender’ or ‘I’m a terrible person because I’m f**king same-sex people’ and people are now understanding that, no, trans is not mean to anybody. Queering up your sexuality isn’t mean to anybody.” (Huffpost interview, James Nichols, 10/10/15, updated 8/10/16)


The open arms of those who have traveled this path before me, cheer me on.


Self-discovery is a process. I am constantly evolving; growing as a person. For a long time, when I doubted myself, I thought that this made my understanding invalid. Now, I feel that doubt is inevitable. It is a landmark along the trail of self-discovery, just before the point of making a decision. It would be so simple to stop, to never cross that barrier.

But if we do not carry on, what are we to do? We must continue forward, as we cannot turn back. Since my first moments of questioning my identity, I have learned to reflect on all aspects of my identity on a deeper level. I am now self-aware in a way I never would have thought possible.

Where do I go now? Many people see a genderqueer identity as highly politicized. It is true that identity in the context of society is political and formative of the present moment, as well as the future of humans as social beings. Labels can be used to create both division and community. But identity on an individual basis has a more fluid meaning. For me, I exist in the way I have always existed: as myself. Now, I put a label on it because that label fits and that label creates a sense of community for me. Identifying as genderqueer connects me to the community that I have discovered myself in. This sense of community so powerful and necessary. My genderqueer identity is made up of me existing and putting a label that fits onto my existence. This has been a long journey for me, and I know it is one that will last forever. I know who I am in this moment, and look forward to continuing to discover myself. I will not sacrifice my sense of self just to appease a society that claims I do not exist.




Advanced Essay #2: Blinded by Belonging

Introduction

The goal of my essay is to tell people about the pros and cons of belonging and how belonging can be blinding. I'm really proud of my scene of memory because when I wrote it I really saw the growth from then to now and how I found people I can say I truly belong with. I want to improve on grammar and using more detailed descriptions in my next essay. 


Advanced Essay #2: Blinded by Belonging

Scene of memory

Shhh. Silence. I told myself throughout my middle school career.

I barely spoke I don’t know why I had so much fear.

From my head to my toe, silence was my only solution.

So I barely spoke all the years of middle school that was basically my conclusion.

My peers asked,” Why don’t you talk.”

I responded with a shrug of my shoulders

I never spoke and my silence was tough like a boulder.

I still got work done that wasn’t even an issue.

I got all A’s man but the silence I still continued.

I was too nervous to speak I didn’t know what to say.

I go to bed and wake up and do it again the next day.

That all changed when I went to high school and track came along.

My voice became clear and my courage became strong.

I felt like I belong


I’m no longer afraid

to talk to my peers without the shade

Sun light the silence will fade

Spray the silence away with the raid.

Two sides of the same brown penny

Silence or not my courage is now plenty.

In the U.S. there is always the constant idea of belonging. People are always trying to find a place, group, or even gang to find where people share the same ideas you share. That’s why when people are in a group they feel more comfortable because they feel like they can contribute to their group. That’s why we connect with family because we’re with them for the majority of our life. When we leave the house we need to have the sense of belonging again. This belonging can be a blessing but also a curse and blind people because of belonging.

In a news report from, CNN written by, Amanda Enayati, called “The Importance of belonging” talks about the science and psychology of belonging and it states, “‘Belonging is a psychological lever that has broad consequences,’ writes Walton. ‘Our interests, motivation, health and happiness are inextricably tied to the feeling that we belong to a greater community that may share common interests and aspirations.’The idea that this quote demonstrates is everyone experiences the idea of belonging that when they don’t have anybody they’ll start feeling lonely. They start being taken advantage of if they’re desperate and will face “broad consequences.” It’s because we all share “common interests” that we think people wouldn’t want to take advantage of one another but in reality people don’t always share the same “aspirations”. It’s because belonging is a “psychological” thing that sometimes it can cause us to be blind to even the most obvious forms of  being taken advantage of.

On the other hand, in a article called “On Belonging” by Marianna Pogosyan Ph.D., she talks about good and bad things about belonging with researchers to back her up and it states,” Belonging, thus, offers "reassurance that we are not alone," says Ms. Hattaway. That it’s not just us, even at times of loneliness and isolation (whether as newcomers to a college, or a foreign country).” From this point of view you can see how belonging can make you feel at home. It helps you understand you “are not alone”, no matter where you came from, no matter you’re identity, you’re never alone and you don’t have to be. When you try to recieve belonging it can make you vulnerable for the first few stages but when or if the people accept you, then you feel happiness and comfort. Being isolated and not being around others can be unhealthy and can have consequences if you’re alone to long but, when you have people that support you the pain, the joy, the sadness, can be shared so you don’t have to go through life alone. You have “reassurance” that people (or rather friends) have your back especially when you’ve been friends for a long time. Time can play a huge role in belonging to because if you’ve been in a group, partner, etc. for awhile you’ll view them as more trustworthy compared to a first encounter with a person because with the first encounter you haven’t had enough time to even get to know the person so you wouldn’t be sure if they even share you ideas or not. That’s why time and belonging also go hand and hand.      

Also in the Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, a character named Jay Gatsby was looking for belonging with a girl named Daisy and found it but had to leave because of his duties as a soldier so Daisy ended up being married to a man named Tom. Around 5 years later Jay found Daisy again. In this quote it talks about how Daisy has to choose either Tom or Jay and it starts off with Jay saying,”’Daisy that’s all over now,’ he said earnestly.’It doesn’t matter any more. Just tell him the truth-that you never loved him-and it’s all wiped out forever.’...She began to sob helplessly. ‘I did love him once -but I loved you too.” This quote demonstrates the idea that Jay is really pressing on Daisy to make her be with him even though she has a husband. The thing is that Jay and Daisy had a history together in the past and that relationship, that belonging has stayed in both of their hearts that they both yearn for something like that. The problem is that Daisy found that belonging with Tom and Jay is stuck by himself still yearning for that belonging and love. You can tell Daisy still has feelings for Tom when she said “but I loved you too” and it’s an interesting choice of words there because Daisy says loved like she use to love Jay and too meaning I loved you in the past which probably made Jay feel hurt that the person that he was looking for after their first encounter ended up loving another man. You can see how obsessed Jay is while trying to get back with this woman, and he is trying to make Daisy say she never ever loved Tom. Jay is probably thinking that only he belongs to Daisy and only Daisy belongs to him.

As a recap when you yearn for belonging it can be your best friend. Knowing that others share what you feel can be a really good feeling. It helps you go through life without the world on your shoulders. On the other hand, searching for belonging blindly can be very dangerous and can come with consequences, like being taken advantage of. This is why you need to be careful if you searching for belonging and look for signs to see in you’re being taken advantage or if the person/ group your with is legit.  



Advanced Essay #2: Being Black in America

The purpose of this essay was to explore the ideology of African Americans in society. There are generations all teaching the next generation that they are obligated to code switch and tolerate the limitations set on their race. I am most proud of my scene of memory and how I shared a personal experience. In my next essay, I would like to improve on bringing forth more agreeable ideas to the audience.

Being black in America is a fight, a long and hard battle to be treated humanely. The stereotypical idea of black people is often portrayed as loud, ignorant, and thuggish before anyone can see the true image of African-Americans. It is often not seen as beneficial being black, being in the shape that society shapes black people into. Every black person is an individual of their own background and experiences, but being black causes a stress factor on succeeding in America. The fear of white privilege devaluing your success is one of the many things African-Americans as a whole can relate to. 
Being mistreated, enduring prejudice and unjustifiable murder can deconstruct and create oblivion to who African-Americans truly are. The psychological and cultural barriers that were made by centuries of racism and segregation have caused African-Americans to accept that they might never succeed their white counterparts. That ideology will and has been passed down through generation hence the disbelief of self. It is the alternative routes of acquiring recognition in society, that not only impacts their image negatively, but in the end the person does not feel any fulfillment. In the instance that an African-American does succeed without alternative routes, society doubts and discredits their success.
African-Americans were forced to abide by the constraints of society. Freedom was not real freedom in reality. Minor infractions were followed by baseless consequences. Whites were far more superior and the court of law was almost always biased. The case of Emmett Till is still very powerful to this day. Till was an African-American and a victim of racism and unjustifiable murder. On August 28, 1955, Till was tortured and beaten brutally, one of his eyes gouged out, and his body thrown into Tallahatchie River tied to a large fan used for ginning cotton. His body was so badly beaten, the only way to identify him was his initials on his ring.  Till’s murder was fueled by the accusation of flirting with a white woman in a grocery store. Neither of the men who murdered Till was sentenced, instead they were ruled as not guilty. In an interview with Lebron James, he was asked what it meant to be black in America, in response he brought forth the case of Emmett Till. “I think back to Emmett Till’s mom, actually,” James said. “That’s one of the first things I thought of. The reason she had an open casket was that she wanted to show the world what her son went through as far as a hate crime, and being black in America.” Under no circumstances should the murder be justified as not guilty but in the court of law against African-Americans, it will be made possible.
African-American parents often have to teach their children that they have to tolerate prejudice and discrimination or else they can be harmed. This is not a mentality someone is born with, this is a mentality someone has to be taught. The double standard has to be destroyed, there should be no tolerance of racism. As a parent, teaching the children that being pulled over by police is a life or death situation is imperative. It is strongly planted into their minds that these are not lessons to be ignored, police are to be feared because of the complexion of your skin. Ernest Owens stated in an interview, “These are the respectability politics of how black people are often forced to conduct themselves in society. It's not by choice, but by obligation. It could in many ways be the difference between being free or imprisonment, of staying alive or facing death.” It is not a secret that there are limitations on what African-Americans are free to do, there are a myriad of unspoken rules on how to behave in society. In this country, African-Americans have been coerced into accepting that the obligation to code-switch is inequitable but must be done to survive here. Parents preparing their black children for the reality of America consist of explicit instruction to avoid being a target, and act accordingly or it may lead to serious consequences.
As a child, I was educated on what being black in this country meant. I was warned that I am female, which meant there would be a more intense competition for me in this society. People around me told me how I should work even harder because I am in a society that does not value me because of my race. On a trip to the beach, my mother warned me and my siblings that we had to stay moderately quiet in the beach house all week, “You all need to behave and be quiet, we can’t be out here looking like the loud, crazy black people.” Her words resonated with me, it wasn’t fair that we couldn’t enjoy the trip as much as we wanted. At night, we cooked and laughed and played but continuously warned each other to remain quiet. I could hear our white neighbors yelling and drinking from their balcony. The thought of my family being the target if we were to do the same had angered me. In life, I hadn’t experienced much discrimination and reality until that vacation. I questioned why our society still allows a double standard, in addition to the limitation on how I enjoy my life and grow in America. Most importantly, I questioned this ideology of African-Americans and how teaching the following generations to feel obligated to code switch for the satisfaction of society had been so normal.

The Jash Episode 3

It’s catchy and fun it’s not boring.   
The Jash
by: Sydney Rogers, Israt Jahan, Avi Cantor, Hamidou Doumbia
Episode 3:

In this episode of Jash we will discuss the author intent. we going to have a fun and exciting last episode. We hope you enjoyed The Jash podcast.

Evidence:

Chapter 12-25

Link:

https://youtu.be/e2nPtX7IBgc