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Advanced Essay #3: Victims of War and Violence

Posted by Bahtyah Ward in English 3 · Block/Harmon · B Band on
​This essay sheds light on the hardships and burdens of war from multiple points of view. There is not only violence and war impacting the soldiers but also the families and innocent people at home. I would like the reader to take  in the information about the refugees who were once everyday people, just like we are. 
For many years, war has caused mass destruction within families, countries, and the economy. When war occurs, the people involved have to endure the horrors of watching their homes and families be destroyed. A common misconception is that the soldiers take on the most hardship, the civilians are often disregarded. 
The expenses from war cause poverty rates to increase, the money supply gets cut off. The civilians then have no homes or safety net to fall on. There are many families in high stress because of the absence of their loved ones. This also increases traumatization in younger children. That increase in traumatization can cause their symptoms to mirrors those of their loved ones. In many cases, soldiers who come home can not reconnect with their loved ones again. The PTSD that soldiers carry with them after the war can go on for the rest of their lives. The impact of violence goes farther than just on the battlefield. Some instances, there is no support from the spouses’, soldiers have even lost their homes returning from deployment. The long term impacts lead to fatal addictions to prescription medications, incurable psychological disorders, and even suicide. As a veteran, those who fought on the frontlines are unwilling to speak horrors of war.
Violence is instilled into the society and therefore we allow war to destroy everything around us. Beyond the physical destruction of homes, the family’s financial stability is impacted after the war.  A present issue in our military is the lack of financial support. The most recent Department of Defense report, from 1999, found that 40 of lower rank soldiers face "substantial financial difficulties. Soldiers require treatment and support recovering from the combat, this level of support can not always come from the immediate family members. Soldiers making ends meet post-deployment has been acknowledged by the military as an issue but there has been no final solution to aiding veterans and their families. The cost of ensuring veterans’ comfort and family after the war can be very extensive. Even the minor factors of war have promoted violence to be prominent in our society, in our human nature to fight and destroy what is surrounding us without thought. Men and women turn to the military in hopes of financial support in the long run, which increases the risk for families at home that can not support the household alone.
On the other side of the battlefield, the families who live within the war zone have been forced to flee from home without looking back. The demands for violence has dehumanized and deprived people of their ability to enjoy life. “War denies civilians agency and voice, disempowering them and transforming them into objects of manipulations,” a quote from Korostelina, an associate professor in S-CAR.  Civilians are overlooked continuously but those very people carry more burden than what is broadcasted worldwide. The intensity of the battlefield causes the displacement and dehumanization of innocent people. Children and infants die from sickness and malnutrition. The record of documented deaths are an understatement compared to the undocumented death of civilians. There is no reinstatement back their homes because of the ruthless murder and desecration. Victims must also endure the deliberate demolition of their economic, social and cultural worlds. Often, the victims of war in their homeland are shown in social media, but not enough attention is being brought to this issue on a more informative platform. Under serious conditions, innocent families have become refugees with no voice or way to help themselves. Violence has become the new oppressor, there is lack if safety or support for the people who truly need it.
War and violence, the common solution to solving our social and worldwide conflict. The continuous impact even after the war is over can destroy and hinder the growth of a nation. Often, we only look at the broad image of soldiers who go through trauma and stress. The  psychological toll it takes to hold a household up with no help, children become overwhelmed with traumatization. This is not only the impact of violence, the innocent have become refugees and displaced from their homes without a voice to say for themselves. 

Cited Work: 

Voa, & Voa. (2009, October 29). Thousands of US Military Families Live in Poverty. Retrieved from https://www.voanews.com/a/a-13-a-2003-01-15-5-thousands-67286427/380364.html

 “Researchers Examine the Effects of War on Civilians.” Mason Research, 9 Mar. 2012, masonresearch.gmu.edu/2012/03/researchers-examine-the-effects-of-war-on-civilians/

 Carolina. “The Impact of War and Atrocity on Civilian Populations: Basic Principles for NGO Interventions and a Critique of Psychosocial Trauma Projects.” ODI HPN, odihpn.org/resources/the-impact-of-war-and-atrocity-on-civilian-populations-basic-principles-for-ngo-interventions-and-a-critique-of-psychosocial-trauma-projects/.

Advanced Essay #2: Being Black in America

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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.

Advance Essay #1: Family Values

Posted by Bahtyah Ward in English 3 · Block/Harmon · B Band on
​Introduction: The most important thing in this essay is valuing the loved ones we still have. Family matters so much to me and I felt proud to write this. It really is a blessing to have family join together. I would like to improve my use of metaphors in this essay next time. When reading this, I want the audience to understand that people leave our lives everyday, we should cherish every moment.

It seems likes family gatherings are so rare lately. We used to come together and party about everything. Whoever was in the kitchen would bless our plates with so much food. So much fried chicken, potato salad, ribs, hot dogs, barbecue and all. We knew better not to eat before the children. I was lucky to be young. These days were golden like my corn on the cob. It was all about the favorite cousin coming over, that’s when the real party started. 
“Y’all wanna walk to the corner store real quick?” my cousin yelled.
That’s all I needed to hear. Water ice for everyone, I licked the water ice that began to melt and the sweet food coloring stained into my lips. No matter what street we ran up, it was always a race. My family is full of track stars, so athletic. Summer heat never stopped us from playing games on the patio.
“Take out the playing cards, who wants war in speed?”  my mom yelled. 
We all know my mom was best at card games  but my cousin stood tall and took the challenge. Steady eyes watched the intense game of speed. The game seemed to move so quickly, in fact I never even caught on. Cards slapped against the table and sly comments slipped into the wind. Finally the silence broke, the game was easily won by my mother. We all cheered and made jokes about my cousin. The defeat was in the air, we could all smell. It was times like these, where I would take a small step back and observe my family. Some of us all look alike, so many generations all in one area. It had been so long since we all gathered at one home. My family has been so close yet so far away from each other, it was not everyday that so many of us could join the fun. From sunrise to sunset, I had to wake up really early, my mom pulls me out of the bed and to the kitchen. So many different smells of sweets, spicy, and mild hit my nose. I love food but not when I have to cook for my relatives. It is the fun and conversation that I had, it made my day go by so much faster. My family brought baby pictures and colored t-shirts to the party. Love floated through the air like a lost balloon.  We knew the routine, the street lights coming on and the sun going down didn’t stop the party. The smell of grilled chicken and fried chicken still filled the air. Endless games of tag, manhunt, and double-dutch was the ultimate entertainment.  My family grew together as a competitive bunch. There was no loss allowed or you had the walk of shame back into the house. I always won in Monopoly games. Being around my favorite cousins always gives me confidence, we danced together. The cookout anthems played, and our hips swayed. I always felt comfortable. There was no wrong way to  two-step, just my mother had no co-ordernation. The grown folks had there ‘grown folk’ talk, I wasn’t allowed to know. I envied my second and third cousins who got in on the gossip. I know they felt special, all deep into the family business. I never worried too much about what I was missing out on, my cool aunt came over to tell me all the gossip. It’s always nice to have that one cool aunt.
“Do not tell a soul, it’s our secret. Grown folks business is not much of anything, a few inappropriate jokes here and there. Do not rush to grow up, Tyah. Cherish everything you have, cherish your family. We are all we got out here in the crazy world.” my aunt whispered in my ear.
In the moment, I did not understand why she whispered that to me, I was only thirteen. I sat down on the patio and wondered about what my future family would be like. Immediately I ignored those thoughts, I told myself to think about my life in that moment. I appreciated the priveleges I have as a pre-teen. I was grateful.   I busied myself with preparing my bed for a sleepover, my cousins never went home on family nights, It was best we spent the most time with each other. My mother always concluded these nights with a little saying, it always stuck with me.
“Say goodnight to everybody, hug them too. You never know the last time you’ll see any 
of them.” and like that she closed the bedroom door and we slept. My last thought before falling asleep, I asked myself if we would all be able to keep coming together like this.

Face the Fears

Posted by Bahtyah Ward in English 2 · Pahomov · E Band on

Fear is an inevitable feeling that everyone gets. It has a strong hold on some people, while for others it can inspire them to take control of a situation. To overcome the idea it is sometimes projected on others. In a child like mind, fear is exemplified because of imagination. Being afraid of an idea, physical thing, or scaring oneself changes behavior and mentality. The experience of being scared can encourage people to act like cowards -- but that fear of looking like a coward can also inspire them to become brave.

In the book Lord of the Flies by WIlliam Golding, a group of boys are stranded on an island. They have no adult figure to lead them, so they are forced to lead themselves. Over time, the boys have to grow together or grow apart. All of them agree on leaders, jobs, and who can speak while holding the conch shell. As living on the island becomes more crucial, the boys need to make harsh decisions. Without these rules and discipline, chaos would occur at a faster pace than it already will. The boys claim to see a flying beast that will kill them all. Some live in fear on the island, while others do not want to believe the beast is real. “Someone's got to go across the island and tell Piggy we'll be back after dark." Bill spoke, unbelieving."Through the forest by himself? --We can't spare more than one." Simon pushed his way to Ralph's elbow." "I'll go if you like. I don't mind, honestly."(124-129). Simon shows no fear of the beast, unlike everyone else. Although he was once scared, he realized it was the the boys scaring themselves. Everyone projected their feelings of fear onto each other, but Simon acted bravely instead. This kind of behavior sparked curiosity in the group, they all questioned why he was not scared of the “flying beast” in the darkness. Over all his own fears, Simon has taken the brave way out to act against everything the group has been believing.

Feelings of fear will coexist with us forever. In many instances, the biggest enemy is oneself. At no point does fear not affect someone, it is how they choose to approach what scares them. When people find their backs against the wall, irrational decisions are made. Humans act this way to handle what their mind is retaining and manage their own anxiety.  "The common thread that weaves violent political movements together is fear. It is not the only motivating factor behind political violence, nor necessarily the most obvious, but it is virtually always there. Whenever we ask why people hate, or why they are willing to kill or die for a cause, the answer is invariably fear." People will to do things beyond the norm as a reaction to fear and anxiety. When approached by the unknown, immediately an individual or group will find something to blame, argue against, or even eliminate.

Also in the novel, the boys have made themselves a ritual. The ritual was for slaughtering a mother pig. In order to survive, they had to hunt and eat whatever they found. It was all terror and hostility. Underlying fear kept hold of everyone, nobody wanted to face the beast. “Maybe […] there is a beast. [...] What I mean is… maybe it's only us.” After a while of debating on what is real or just imagination, the boys began to fight over who to believe and why they should believe them. The title of who is leader and the meaning of a conch shell has decreased. Piggy and Simon believe it is not the Lord of the Flies that the they all should fear. In fact, the biggest obstacles are themselves. They bravely spoke out on the new idea that  true monsters were the boys, it seemed only Simon and Piggy could grasp that concept.

In conclusion, the strongest thing humans have against fear is their own mind. Even the smallest idea built from imagination draws one to fear, causing them act irrationally. When approached by the unknown, everyone finds a different way to cope. The norm is to act cowardly and shy away from what they are afraid of. There are people who do not want to look weak, knowing that everyone else is afraid, that makes them want to be brave. The decision to fight fear with bravery all comes from the mind. The mind can be the closest friend or the worst enemy.


Works Cited:


Golding, William. Lord of the Flies. New York: Penguin, 2006


“Fear.” Beyond Intractability, 28 Feb. 2017, www.beyondintractability.org/essay/fear.


“Fear.” Psychology Today, Sussex Publishers, www.psychologytoday.com/us/basics/fear.


Look in the Mirror- Tyah

Posted by Bahtyah Ward in English 2 · Pahomov · E Band on

I’m not doing this. Nope. Who do they think I am? I mean, really!? Why did I even come here, I can leave, if I just slip out. Damn it, I’m already in the room. If I leave now, people will be calling me all day and my mom will SURELY find out. Oh no, I’m not having that. I already told her I would go through with this and tell all the people what’s going on. I hate sounding so weak, that is NOT me! I mean look at me in this mirror, I’m not ready. What if I pass out? What if they think I’m one of these weirdos that cut themselves and all that other sh*t. This is some corny stuff on this paper, I have to basically expose myself and what happens next? Counseling, because they’re scared for the poor girl and her poor issues. Honestly, I can do without all of this. Publically speaking about my anxiety, depression, and mental state as of today. Poetry is my way out — not this, never this. This is public and social suicide. Nobody is gonna talk to me, at all. Nothing good will become of this, I’m not doing this. I mean I know I can, my mom usually tells me the word, “can’t” is not in my vocabulary. This should be a easy thing to do, what I have to do isn’t that bad. I’ve heard worse on those crazy people commercials and etc. What about the part where I tell them about the..(thinks for a little while) nah that ain’t gon be good at all. Well maybe I should have skipped out, I can play sick or something. As if they won’t think that I’m sick in the head enough. I blame my teacher the most, why can’t we write a letter to ourselves? My mom will be coming to watch me present this, she knows nothing about my problems. I’ve been hiding these for so long, I am so good at it. At times, I think of saying all that I need to say but then again….No. I wish I was normal. Look at me in this mirror. How is it possible to look so good on the outside but be so broken inside. I wish that doing a monologue wasn’t the assignment for school. How can I get out of doing this assignment without failing it? I can finesse, I know it! I’ll come up with something creative. I am starting to feel some sort of hope for myself, I can do a big scene. The teachers will feel soooo bad and say, “You know, you don’t have to share.” Yes! I’ll be out of here and still get that A+, because my monologue is so sad. Only thing is, people will eventually see my monologue when I post it on the school website. Guess I should just come clean. I know I can do a speech. I think it’ll make my mom proud but also very sad. It’ll make me feel stronger and my shoulders less heavy. This could be a story to tell my family one day, if my children ever feel scared, I’ll encourage them. Deep breaths, clear throat, eye contact, and patience. Whoo— this feels like I’m about to go skydiving, so risky. I ain’t no punk either. May all this go well. I hear something!/ -Hears someone knock on the door- Yes! I’m coming out now, I’m gonna be ready in a few. What could a little honesty do to anyone? Just some monologue-y type talk and a little sob story for the one time. Let’s do this.

No Rain, No Flowers

Posted by Bahtyah Ward in English 2 · Pahomov · E Band on
​ I had finally made the decision, I was going to do the big-chop. I did a long hesitation before looking at all the inches of hair falling from my head. In a couple of weeks, I would walk into a new middle school. I had always been able to be myself around my elementary school friends. I knew I stood out, I did not look the way everyone else looked. I didn’t have long colored braids or long colored hair, and I didn’t have all the makeup and accessories. I began to realize, the people around me are not my friends. This was sixth grade,  I was new to this type of foul behavior. I started to notice that I was the topic of conversation when I wasn’t around. I started to become self-conscious. 
I would see the “inside jokes” on Instagram. Of course, everyone was tagged but me. I saw the subliminal comments about natural hair and I immediately knew these things were about me. I would go back and stare at all my pictures and wonder why they would talk so much about what I looked like. Some days I would sit in the mirror and blankly stare, in disapproval.
“What else can you do with your hair?” I began to look down on myself. I did not feel as confident going to school. The whole walk to school, I would rehearse how to walk through school and pretend I couldn’t hear what people were snickering about. It was hard to pretend that they weren’t there, it was even harder to pretend that I was comfortable with my appearance. I cried about what I looked like. I was made an outcast.
In the meantime, I was trying to fix what they made me feel was wrong with me. I had to maintain a face that masked what I truly felt. I had never felt so uncomfortable in my own skin. I walked through the halls with my head held high. This was all fake, I faked a lot of my confidence in school. The way I felt, I did not feel pretty or whole. I felt that all my pride in myself was snatched away.
By the end of sixth grade, I hated school and hated my appearance. In school, interacting was hard. I sat in the classes without a thing to say, I felt robbed of my voice. My next school  year was approaching quickly. I had to be around those who picked on me and did not like me. I had learned to not be phased by all of them. Everything was going to change because I refused to let anyone make me feel less than what I am. Even though people mistreated me and found things to snicker about, I had grown past it all. I started to say things back to their jokes, I would stand up for myself.
Seventh grade was an improvement, but the talking never fully ended. Mentally, I matured far more and was able to see myself as outstanding. No more being marked late to class because I spent ten minutes adjusting myself so I wouldn’t be laughed at when I walked in. 
I did not realize the major comeback that had I achieved. To myself, I had to believe in every single positive characteristic. The whole seventh grade was spent demanding all respect that I deserved and building new friendships.
I felt more confidence and self-love than I ever had. Stepping into high school, I had never experienced so much appreciation. I wasn’t used to any of it, people who tell me they loved my goofy vibes and humor. In school, my friends support me and compliment me everyday. It all shows how much I’ve grown. It still shocks me when I am told, “Tyah you are so confident in everything, you don’t let a thing phase you. I admire that about you, Tyah. Never stop being you.”

Print and Matt

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My element is Cobalt, its number is 27. Cobalt is the element used to design machines, coat magnets, and stain glass to a blue color. The origin of the word cobalt, is goblin in German. I decided to do something different and draw a cartoon figure, something a little funny looking. To make this I had a couple drawings and they were all different from each other, when I looked at the 3 samples, I brought it down to the nitty gritty. I picked the goblin, it was my best drawing. If I could do something differently, I would get a blue colored ink, to compliment the history of Cobalt. I enjoyed doing the the tracing papers because it was a quick and easy step. To trace, you need a simple design and you lay your tracing paper on top, next you trace lightly and it comes out beautifully.

Negative Space Cut Out

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Negative space is the spaces between and around a drawing or object. This means the outside of an object forms a shape that can either be positive (the white) or the negative (the part that is filled in). Either way you cut it out, you will be left with a silhouette-look to your object.

To find the negative spacing in my picture, I cut out all of the positive or lighter shaded parts of the picture. This includes the windows and grass on the ground.

Negative spacing is helpful to artist because it defines the drawing, the negative spacing also brings a balance between outline and fill in. Negative spacing in art gives the piece of artwork a more solid,as well as create more shapes when you take a closer look.

Negative spacing does enhance our drawings far more than we think. It gives us time to focus on one part at a time, if we had everything in one big mass of colors, we would not look as closely. We can also take more time to notice the shapes that positive space makes.

Printmaking/ Importance of Printmaking

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What is printmaking? 
Printmaking is the form and process of applying a work of art to another surface. Printmaking can be done on paper, but can also be done on fabric, plastic or other materials. In printmaking, more than one version of it's original is made. Printmaking is important because of its unique techniques. There are different types of printmaking such as: intaglio, lithography, serigraphy, and mono-printing. Printmaking was revolutionary because it had great affect  on various artist. It was another way to be creative. The roots of printmaking ran far back and since then has collectively grown with more types of printing. This type of art had also made it possible to capture moments of history from centuries ago. Chinese were the first to use this process of relief painting. This type of artwork can even be found in the caves of Sumerian civilizations.


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I found this piece of art very interesting. I noticed the facial expression that the artist caught in the woman’s face. Her expression is almost as if she is looking down on someone or perhaps in a bold photoshoot. I wonder what the woman was thinking when they decided to draw the woman’s face. The values of colors helped me see the side of the face that the light was captured on. My interpretation of this picture is a strong minded, and independent woman.

E1 U5 La Niña de Las Flores

Posted by Bahtyah Ward in Spanish 1 · Manuel · X Band on
​Tyah Ward
La hija de Kimberly y mi padre
Me encanta las raíces de mi familia
Soy de Filadelfia
Soy una flor de cerezo

Veo cultura
Huelo comida de mi madre
Oigo la música
Saboreo granola y fruta
Toco en mi corazón

Hablo con muchas personas
Vivo con diversidad
En mi familia, somos trabajamos
Necesita logro

Somos estrellas
Soy inteligente 
Hablamos de positividad
No somos ordinarios
Somos únicos
Mi familia es una unidad

Media Fluency Reflection

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Slide About Me (1)

In this new slide I enlarged my top text and made it a more contrasting color (Red). I enjoyed viewing this slide better because it it more organized and clear to read. I learned how to create something visually pleasing and legit. The research is important so that you know where to place, contrast and enlarge.

Media Fluency

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Slide About Me

In the beginning of my slide creation, I changed my background to some dark grayscales. This was so my color of words would contrast and not blend in. I also used the certain peach colors to compliment my banner. I changed the size of my words so that they were no too big  but not too small either. The font or shape of my words were chosen to enforce the calm and smooth effect that my leaves intended to give off, in my banner. I decided to place TYAH largely in the center. After all, I am the center focus of this slide. I named the two things I care for the most. I love pizza and my passion, it is a soul part of me, art.


My Home Network

Posted by Bahtyah Ward in Technology - Freshman · Hull · c1 Band on

  • explain your L.A.N. Local Area Network - all the devices on your internet connection.

  • reflect on what you learned about networks, did you have an OMG moment that you learned something new and interesting? if now write about what you learned.

  • what would you tell other people that they need to know about having an ISP/Home network?

  1. On my internet I have a lot of devices connected. I have a tv, Xbox 1, tablet and 5 cellphones connected. In addition, there are 3 laptops connected.

  2. After the lessons, I did not learn anything super crazy. I am a very tech-lovey person so these things are natural to me.

  3. I would tell people that they should watch who connects to their network, because it will be slow with too many people on your network. Also, to always make sure you pay your bills or it will cut off on you.
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