“Em-fuh-sahyz” I carefully pronounced. “emphasize..” Fingering the corner of the page I read quietly, “to give emphasis to; lay stress upon.” I reviewed the words until I felt they were imprinted in my mind and turned the page. “Em-puth-thee” I began, but was shaken out of concentration when laughter echoing down the hallway reached me. I rose slightly and craned my neck to peer around the bookshelf and see who was entering the library, the dictionary tossed haphazardly to the side. A pack of familiar boys entered the library, acting out in a manner that the librarian wouldn’t have considered inappropriate, if our school had been able to afford one. I recognized them from my class, and resumed my previous position leaning against the computers. As I flipped through the pages to find my spot, out of the corner of my eye I noticed the boys headed in my direction. They crowded themselves at the row of computers that I had my back to. Raashi, the alpha of the group, was closest to me. He glanced over my shoulder to see what I was so invested in. “You read the dictionary? That’s stupid.” His friends didn’t seem to take notice of his statement, but he laughed anyway. Rolling my eyes, I slammed the book shut, stood up and moved to the other side of the bookshelf. I was used to these childish comments, and I was always advised by adults to turn the other cheek. I was still young though, and it still bothered me. I had wanted to dumb myself down, erode the solid stone of my education just to conform with the rest of my class. I felt guilty that this had made me upset. My parents has worked hard to get where they are and I should have been grateful for all that I had, but it just made the other kids uncomfortable. Once I remember plopping onto the bench near him one day at lunch. He grimaced at my presence and scooted himself away from me, muttering obscenities. It stung like a balloon had popped in my face. I flushed, and pulled my sleeves down my arms as far I could stretch them. I wanted to hide my skin, ashamed of my pigmentation. For a long time, I thought I wasn’t allowed to feel insulted when people judged me by my skin, because other people suffered more than I did. I had been told “You have white privilege, you don’t get to complain.”
One of the nicknames Raashi had given me was ‘white chick’. It started out with him addressing me as such and then it caught on with his extensive friend group. As a third grader this was perplexing. What did the color of my skin say about me? Why does my genetic makeup determine how others perceive me to be? I found it ridiculous that something so far out of my control meant so much. I was expected to behave in a certain manner; when I didn’t act accordingly I was considered outlandish. While I wasn’t snobby, I did fit a few stereotypes pushed onto me. I spoke and still do speak in a manner that society considers ‘proper’. They saw that I came from a good family, had college in my future and presumed I would spend my adult life surrounded by those of similar skin tones. I wore skirts, dresses, cute patterned socks but still played with Hot Wheels. I wasn’t the only one, but my skin made me stand out the most.
It was strange, once I started attending middle school, the ratio of black to white changed drastically. It went from two full classes of darker faces with three pale splotches to a diverse palette. The stereotypes were still there - but they weren’t as prevalent. It was then that I realized buy into notions with literacy based on backrounds. We judge people on physical appearance and speech; Forcing others into a box not glancing past the surface. This quote from an essay called ‘Who is Entitled to Be Heard?’ details more on the subject. “Moreover, without free speech, the “safe spaces” students crave will soon suffocate them. Social movements must evolve or they die. Ideological and even tactical evolution demands willingness to hear out heterodoxy.” It will take more than a small group of individuals to challenge the norms of society. Society doesn't think - the values of the people in power, the influential, affect the way the community thinks. Humans are biased beings, and we perceive people to fit into the stereotypes that we have experienced. Everyone is subjected to these biases, and some are more harmful than others. Racial differences in society can cause these offensive stereotypes, with Caucasian citizens generally being perceived as more intelligent and responsible than African Americans, many who are plagued with falsehoods based on their similarity of skin color the few that fit into these stereotypes. In this society I just happen to pull the ‘lucky’ straw.
During the first quarter in art we created two pieces. We created a ceiling tile and a self-portrait. For the ceiling tile we could create whatever design we wanted. For my design I chose to do a night sky with an image of a dog with a trail of stars behind it. With the remaining space I added the words The Possibilities are endless. The background was a dark color like the sky with a crescent moon. I wanted to have a longer quote that basically said you can do anything if you believe. I am very proud of how it turned out. In all it probably took me 5 or 6 class times plus a few lunches to complete it. The second project was the self-portrait. We had to either draw or trace an image of yourself. I was going to draw an image of myself but I became too frustrated when it didn’t turn out as I had hoped. I ended up tracing an image of myself. I am happy with the final product but it is still not what I had hoped it to turn out to be.
My goal for this essay was to express how language plays a big part in the division of our country. If we could cut down on the judgement of the way people speak, we could learn a lot more from each other and establish better relationships.
Where you live or where you are from plays a big part in literacy or language in general. Traveling to different places and meeting people from different places can make one realize that there is different forms of language that live inside one language itself.
“The mission statements of major publishers are littered with intentions, with their commitments to diversity, to imagination, to multiculturalism, ostensibly to create opportunities for children to learn about and understand their importance in their respective worlds.”
This quote from “The Apartheid of Children’s Literature” to me is saying how writer try to pick up different forms of literacy or different forms of language to make their writing more interesting. It’s crazy how people will read a book or poem or an article that has language in it that they don’t understand but they try their hardest to because it is a good read. Or, a movie that has different forms of language in it that they don’t understand but they try to understand because they heard it is a good movie. But in person or in reality when it comes to hearing these different forms of a language that we know very well the will to understand or learn is nonexistent.
I go to Ocean City MAryland every summer with my family. It is a vacatio city and people come there from Philly, Delaware, New York, New Jersey, etc, so you are bound to meet some people from different areas of the east coast. This year when I was there. I would play basketball everyday no matter if it was in the morning, afternoon, or under the lights I would play either by myself or with the people I was on vacation with. On rare occasions I would have the court to myself but most of the time there would be people on the court so I would only have half of the court. One day i went to play and there were people on one half of the court so I went to the other half just to shoot around. Maybe like 10 or 15 minutes after I get to the court I hear “Aye what it is dummy?” I turned around confused because I thought he was talking to me but I didn’t respond. He say “you wanna run a game?” I say “yeah let's get it”. But I was still confused so I asked him what he said before to get my attention and he said “I said aye what it is dummy”. I never heard anyone say that before so I had to ask him where he was from. It turns out that he was from Baltimore and “what it is dummy” is a way to get someone’s attention in Baltimore slang. He was confused with the word “jawn” when I used it and I explain to him the “jawn” is basically a noun… It can represent anything. What I’m saying is we can learn from each other and slang is one of those things that the people that are not used to it will not understand understand. So instead of staying in the blue and being fine with not understanding, ask questions and live up to the saying “learn something new everyday” it has its benefits.
How has the Corvette changed overtime?
The Corvette has evolved over time because...
The corvette was first introduced in 1953. The first model was made from 1953 to 1962. It was the start of the C series cars. They were almost discontinued because GM expected way more people to buy the car, but that fell short drastically. but GM stuck it out and kept making models in the future.
In 1927, GM hired Harley Earl to be the new designer. 14 years later in his work career, Harley saw that another company called Nash-Healey was making an expensive two seater car. He convinced GM that they needed to make a more affordable two seater sports car. They started the project and named it “Project Opel” in late 1951. The way they made it inexpensive is they used parts you could find in local car part stores. they would used the used the chassis from former model chevrolet cars. So they didnt have to make whole new frame design.
In the next model, the C2 which came out in 1963, they Changed the design a little bit. They made the headlights rise up out the body, they split the rear window, and they came in solid hard tops. The head lights wouldn’t be an in-body design again until 2005.The outcome for these corvettes were a lot better than the original versions. The engine of course also got bigger and better like with most new car model.
The C4 model which came out in 1983, became America's most desireable car. It was produced for 13 years. In 1986 the convertible became the Indianapolis 500 pace car. The C4 became known for its more sleek design than other cars and previous model corvettes. It was aso the first corvette with a uniframe. A uniframe is when the floor pan, windshield, halo, and perimeter frame are all welded together. In 1986 GM partnered with lotus for a new engine design to replace the stock L98 V8 engine. Lotus helped make the corvette’s ZR1 engine. The original engine made 245 horsepower at its max but lotus’s ZR1 engine made 375 hp.
The most recent Corvette, the C7, in my opinion is the best looking corvette ever made. This car has been in the makings since 2007. Which is only 2 years after they released the C6. The C7 is the first corvette to have a back-up camera and a magnetic ride suspension system. It also has an upgraded engine but it’s not an engine partnered made by lotus. This engine makes a minimum 455 horsepower and a maximum of 650 horsepower.
The corvette has drastically changed since the first model in 1953. The structural integrity of each model got stronger and stronger. Each improvement made the car lighter, stronger, and safer. While some will say as the years progressed the build quality got cheaper (using more plastic) but it was all for weight reduction purposes.
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This quarter, we worked on two art projects. The first project we did was we made a design and painted it on a ceiling tile. On my ceiling tile, I drew and painted a pop art of Samurai Jack. Samurai Jack is a cartoon character and I chose to draw this because Samurai Jack was a part of my childhood and the art style of the show is what inspired me to become an artist. The hardest part about doing this project was getting the proportions right, I had to sketch and erase a lot in order to ensure I had the proportions correct. It took me over 5 hours to complete this project and I’m proud of it. I love seeing it when I walk onto the third floor every morning.
The second project was my self-portrait. I had a lot of fun doing this because I was able to draw myself in any style I wanted, and I chose a weird one. I decided to draw myself as a caricature because I’ve always viewed myself as not very serious. In the portrait, you’ll notice that I look very sleepy and calm, but happy. I made sure I looked like this because that is how I usually am. Then, for the background, I put my fingerprints all over it. It started out as a mistake, but then I decided that could be my “signature” for the portrait. Using the charcoal was challenging because it takes a level of precision to differentiate between hard and soft lines. Also, the charcoal doesn’t always stick to the paper, sometimes it falls off and becomes smudged on other parts of your drawing. It was still fun. I enjoyed doing this project.