The moment I read who was in my group I was excited. Everyone in my group works very well together. We understood each other and never lost our temper. The day after got out projects, Ms. Pahomov told us to write down our strengths and weaknesses and share them with the group. The strength that I shared was that I do all my work early. The other people in my group are the same way and we connected on that. We all have worked in terrible groups before. This lead us to our weakness. Most of us said that we tend to just do all of the work. Doing all the work yourself and knowing that it correct is easier than trusting others to do your work. That was something that we all had to work on. 

When we were dividing the work we tried to make it as even as possible. We eventually came to the conclusion that we were all going to do anything together and truly collaborate. This was a big step for us, individually, within doing group work. We all stepped out of our comfort zone and trusted each other. This helped us to grow as a group. 

With the actual project, we decided to make a blogger because we could track the traffic that we got on the blog. We also created a QR code. We put that QR code everywhere. Above the QR code we had the phrase “ Free Money! Scan Me! Although it is technically false advertising we got more views this way. ALso, I followed up with some of the people who viewed the blog. Our goal with this project was to change the way teenagers view homeless people and homelessness. One of the viewers on the blog told me that she had a new perspective. She doesn’t just think of homeless people as addicts but as people who don’t have the money to support themselves. Knowing that we changed the mindset of at least one person was the greatest reward.

            In the beginning of the year, I walked into Mr. Block’s English and History classroom unaware of the amazing things that I would get to experience. This class changed my mindset about many things. I have had so many wonderful opportunities in this year. The top three things that I have learned this year is that hard work really does pay off, it’s okay to make mistakes, and there is art in everything. I really got to experience hard work and determination in this class. Along the way I made some mistakes. However, I got through them and found out that it would be all right. That is just a part of growing up. Then, I learned to see the art in some things that I would normally overlook. Mr. Block’s English and History class is a place where I grew as a person.

            I had never experienced the workload that I did in Mr. Block’s class before this year. I have high expectations and many goals in life. I plan on doing a lot with my life. I always say, “Make your life something that you will be proud of” (Roles, Rules, and Responsibilities Poem).  I wrote in the first poem for the year “Is it true that you can do anything you put your mind to”(Theme for English B remake). My work ethic has grown throughout this entire year. Mr. Block has really taught me that hard work pays off.

            With the large workload, I have learned that it is okay to make mistakes at times. While I was learning this we had to write poems for our poetry unit. We made an Ode to anything we wanted. I made my Ode to Erasers. I stated in that poem, “Erase the mistake you make”(Ode to Erasers). Later on in the year, after learning this valuable lesson, I wrote a thesis paper. I stated in that paper, “Erasing the past is key to finding the freedom that one seeks; but managing the past gives one the strength to move forward and find a new way of being free (History Thesis Paper).

            After I learned to calm down and understand that mistakes are made all the time, I learned to enjoy the art in everything. We did many projects involving art in Mr. Block’s class. The first project that we ever did was describing a picture. I decided to write about a picture of my family taken by me in Jamaica. At the end of the essay I wrote, “ I sat in front of the resort with one eye close and a camera up to the other. I realize what a beautiful moment with my family this was. And then, I took the picture”(Descriptive Picture Essay). This really taught me to see the art in something so minuscule that I would normally overlook.  This lesson came back to be when we danced for the Philadelphia Art in the Open Festival. I states in my reflection, “There were poles and walls that we thought we could work with” (Art in the Open Final Thought). With this project, I really learned the value of art.

            It is amazing how you can walk into something so blindly and come out with amazing experiences. Mr. Block’s class has taught me many things that I will use throughout my life. This year leaves me thinking of the amazing experiences that I have to come. 

For the fourth and final two hour project, I decided to paint clouds with the moon above. I had the intentions of just painting clouds. However, when I was on YouTube learning how to paint clouds, I came across the video of someone painting clouds with the moon above. I loved the way that theirs came out. I wanted to see if I could do it myself. Therefore, I did. I liked the way that it turned out in the end. Overall, I was pleased with the work that I did. Below if a picture of the end result. Enjoy!

The third project that I decided to do was a painting of a tree. This project was very hard for me. I was new to painting and had no idea how to paint a tree. However, I did a practice painting of the tree on a piece of paper before doing it on the canvas. Then, I did it on a relatively big canvas. Overall, I am extremely pleased by the way that it came out. Below is a picture of the finished product. Enjoy!

Blogs: 

New York Trip 

In January I went to New York with my mom and god-mom. Before the year started I wanted to take pictures of all the big events that I have this year. I want to be able to look back and remember these things. Therefore, I took pictures of the architecture in New York along with random things I saw and moments in my life. I began experimenting with lighting to get good pictures even when it was really dark outside. 

The only things that were challenging to me were playing around with my camera. To see all of the cool things and effects I was able to do. This video is just my journey in New York throughout those few days. Most of the pictures look similar in quality. The cool thing that I learned was you can make pictures look really similar even if they are in completely different effects. Enjoy this video. 

Here is a link. 

Lomography 

For Christmas I got a lomography camera. It is the Diana f+. It was originally made in the 50s/60s and sold as a toy camera. It was only sold for one dollar. However, the quality of the photos caused a uniqueness that photographers loved. Thats the reason why I love this camera. It has a greenish undertone to the pictures making it look like it is almost in a comic book effect. 

I encountered a lot of problems when doing this project. It actually was not taking the pictures it was finding a good place to get them developed. This camera takes film the same way that disposable cameras do. Therefore I went to the same places to get them developed such as Rite Aid , Walgreens, and CVS. Each place that I went to, they ruined my pictures. I then went to a professional shop and they were able to retrieve a few photos from one roll of film that cvs was going to ruin. Below is a link to the video with the few pictures I have from taking pictures on 6 rolls of film. Overall, it was a good experience, but make sure you research every aspect of it a lot before you begin. 

Here is a link. 

Eye

With this project, I drew a picture of an eye. It is the first picture below. I did not intend to paint an eye when I began painting. I drew a circle to start off with and then I accidentally had a flat top on the top of the circle. Then, I decided I was going to turn it into an eye to even cover up that mistake. After I drew the outline of the rest of the eye to make sure I didn't make anymore mistakes, I gathered paint and began to paint it. After, I added the final touches like the eyebrow and eyelashes. And the background is the skin tone of a person that I tried to create. 

Two point perspective

With  this project, I drew a picture of my name in block letters using two point perspective. I drew a horizon line and at each end of the line I point a dot to symbolize the vanishing point. Then, I drew a line from this vanishing point as the outline. It should look like a sideways diamond. Then I drew letters within the diamond to form my name but still forming two point perspective. It was really challenging making the letters go into two point perspective. The picture that I drew for the first time is the second picture below. 

Describe the Q3BM: what was the assignment?  What did your group decide to do and why?

The Assignment was to make a website to help the experience of a spanish speaking person coming to Philadelphia. We had to include places, event, types of food, and ways that the culture is different in Philadelphia. 

What did you learn from doing this project?  

I learned about some Philadelphia event that I have never even heard of. I also learned where some things were in Philadelphia that I never saw before. 

How do you feel about your final product?

I think that overall the project worked out okay. The website turned out to look very cool. 

If you could do your project all over again, what would you do differently/the same?

If I could do this project all over again, I would plan out exactly what I wanted to say for each topic before I just started writing it all in spanish. 

        This project required me to take a topic and ask students about it. I asked the upperclassman at Science Leadership Academy the questions that I should ask the freshman at Science Leadership Academy. Once I found out what questions I wanted to ask, I asked 6 different freshmen for all four of the videos and one senior for one of the videos. I filmed this video in the same space so that the background in this video is constant. Also, the videos have the same overall flow. Below is a list of the questions I used with a link to the post that contains the videos.

Questions:

1.     How do you think women should be treated in a relationship?

2.     What would you do if someone hit you/ How do you feel about being hit?

3.     What are your views on sex?

4.     How do you feel about relationships in High school?

VIDEOS!!!!

           This Project required me to take a photo from the Internet and try to recreate it but keep a certain aspect about it. This picture, the first picture below this post, shows a girl standing in front of birds on a clothesline attached using clothespins. The picture below is a recreation of the picture above. The aspect of the picture that remains the same is that the birds are secured on the clothesline using a Clothespin. Also, my recreation still has a vintage and rustic feel to it. The color of the birds is the true color in this as it is in the picture that I got from the Internet.  However, I did take out the person standing in the picture that I got from the Internet. I wanted the birds to really stand out.

           The remaking of the picture from the internet took a lot of time. First, I dyed clothespins different colors and let it dry over night. Then, I cut square sheets of different color construction paper and made origami swans. Next, I used hemp rope as a Clothesline and tied it to the tree in my front yard. Then, I tied hemp rope around the neck of the origami swans. Then, I attached the swans to the tree using the dyed clothespins.  Overall, this project was a great learning experience.

          Being who people want you to be, who you think you are, and who you are, are completely different things. Being who you are means expressing yourself, being the person you want to be, and doing the things you want to do.  Being who you think you are means that you are unsure of who you are and you try to be yourself. However, yourself, your personality is being compromised by what people want you to be. Being who people want you to be means that you are completely compromising your true desires to please the people around you. Ultimately I have experienced all these things. The pattern of identity is different for everyone. Some people are themselves at one point of their lives and change into the way people want them to be. Some people start off as who people want them to be and change into who they truly are. And some people go back and forth between the three levels. I was who people wanted me to be, who I think I was, and now I am Dejah.

            It all started with the way that I talk and where I come from. I am from Germantown, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. My family that lives in Philadelphia lives and or grew up in the more dangerous neighborhoods. They talk very differently than I do. We all have the similar Philadelphia accent of saying water ad “wader”. However, their grammar and way of speaking is more southern and old than mine is. They say that I talk “white” because I talk properly.

            My mother and father are the entertainers of our family. We have cookouts all the time. We held one in the summer of 2008, the summer before I switched schools, and the entire family was there. Everyone sat on chairs facing tables on the lawn. My little cousins were running around everywhere and playing in a blow up pool on the sidewalk. I was sitting on my stairs waiting for one of the older women to ask me to get them a glass of water or come up to me and say “ OH MY GOSH SWEETIE! YOU GOT SO BIG! How ya doin?”. And I would answer with the same response, “I’m fine”. I didn’t say this because I couldn’t hold a conversation with someone in my family but more so because the way I talk offended them.

            If I were to have a conversation with one of my aunts they would either tell my dad how well I speak or that I talk like I think that I am better than they are. I do not think that at all. I talk with proper grammar because that is the way that I was taught to talk in school. I guess I talk the way that they feel like they are being talked down to. They never want to talk to me because of this. Therefore, I get talked about and now have the nickname Oreo, black on the outside white on the inside. Instead of fighting it and being who I wanted to be, I gave in and compromised to my family. I don’t talk improperly I just don’t talk at all. This is my way of being who they want me to be because it is easier than being myself.

            Things started to change when I changed schools in seventh grade. At my old school I was judged for talking the way I did because I went to an all African American school. I looked at this new school as a chance to start over in a new place where people don’t know me and can’t make any judgments. The school I went to was more diverse so it was better. I was still talked about because of the way that I talked. However, I started changing the way I dressed and acted. The way I dressed changed because I would buy anything I thought was pretty but nothing that went together. I owned this look because I thought it was “me”. People started talking about the way that I dressed and I thought I had to gain friends back so I started to be a little bit different to earn respect from the popular people. I was so set on who I was at this time. I thought this was just the way that I am going to be for years. In this case, I was being who I though I was. I was acting slightly in the way I wanted because, for years, I was not able to be the person that I wanted to be. However, the way I was acting was not fully “me”. My way of thinking was being compromised by the way people wanted me to be.

            Up until Fall of 2011, I was not fully acting myself. Now I am one hundred percent Dejah. Although some people in my family hate vintage clothing, I love it. I love thrift store shopping and knowing that there is an unknown story behind every piece of clothing. I dress the way I want to dress. I do my hair the way I want it to look. I care about people feeling and try to be as nice as possible. However, I do not let that impact my life to the point where I am completely unhappy. Everyone has changed throughout his or her life. But at this point in mine, I am “me”. I am not who people want me to be. I am not who I think I am. I am Dejah and will forever be Dejah.

III. Digital Story

This story is a revelation and I reflection that I had about my life.

Reflexión

        This project required me to take photos of five different people. These photos were taken in the same position and around the same place. By doing this, I ensured that there was no difference between the pictures that would drastically affect the difference in body structure. All of the pictures were in taken in a natural and relaxed position. After taking all those pictures, I went into Photoshop and cut the photos in fourths. The fourths consisted of head, shoulders to waist, waist to ankle, and ankle to end of shoe. My intentions were to put a persons head on top of another persons shoulders on top of another persons legs with someone else’s feet. However, I kept the heads next to each other at the top of the page, and spread the rest of the parts of the people throughout the rest of this page.

         Within this project, I focused on what I wanted to express through my art. I wanted to convey the different parts of people and how they can be looked at separately and more in depth. I wanted to show why certain parts of the body are a certain way on certain people. The final project conveys how people are meant to have certain features about themselves. If they are not on their own bodies than they should just be in space.  

Reflection

What grade would you assign yourself for each category?

TOTAL:      96     

How did you apply the SLA core values to your project?

Throughout this project I did use the five SLA core values. Inquiry is the act of asking for information. Throughout this project I went to my peers and asked for certain words. Researching is the act of investigation. I investigated old photos from the past. Collaboration is the act of working with someone to create something. While peer editing, I did collaborate with my peers. I am presenting my project through imovie. It is neatly edited and done.  I have and continue to reflect on the work that I have done.

What did you learn about Spanish through completing this project?

I learned how to use the pretérito tense. I also learned new words just as “meido” and phrases such as “we left”.

What did you change about your final project based on peer feedback?  What did you change based on Srta. G’s feedback?

I made a lot of agreement and grammatical errors. Those were the main things that I had to change. As for sentence structure, it remained mainly the same.

If you had the opportunity to start your project all over again, how would you do it differently?

I would have used more pictures. I don’t have many pictures. However, I would have spent more time figuring out how to work with pictures.

Did you enjoy this project? Why or why not?

I enjoyed this project because it allowed me to look back on past summers and think of all the things that I have actually done. Also, this project allowed me to use imovie. Editing this project was fun.

Do you have any suggestions for me if I do this same project next year?

I do not have any suggestions for you if you do the same project next school year.

This is the link to my blog with the video.

This is the link to my school tube video.

Joy was seen in my smile, but nervousness was shown in my eyes. I was happy that it was a new school year. It was my sophomore year. I have three goals and one of them is to get rid of my clumsiness habit. I trip and stumble all the time. I have tried to be more conscious of my surroundings but it doesn’t seem to help. I feel like I am cursed. Whenever I injure myself it is always on a day where something bad is going to happen or already did. I know that from then on, I am just going to have bad luck that day. Can I break free from this curse? Can I?

I hear my grandmother calling my name, DEJAH DEJAH! I overlook it. Its 6:00 in the morning and I can’t get out of bed. She comes back half an hour later and shakes me saying, “WAKE UP”! I can barely see her face and I attempt to open my eyes. My eyelids felt heavy and dropped back down. Tiredness got the best of me. I was finally able to overcome it. After I did, I was able to get dressed, brush my teeth, do my hair, and eat breakfast in 30 minutes.  Mental stability was key in this process. My day began to pick up and I THOUGHT it was going well. I was wrong.

As my grandmother was leaving our driveway, I asked her if I could go to Dunkin Donuts to get a hot chocolate. After getting back inside the car I let the hot chocolate cool in one of the cup holders. My grandmother went to start the car and nothing happened. The engine light was flashing. We were stranded for 20 minutes until we found a cab to take us back to the house to get my mothers car. It was a good thing that she was out of town. I prayed and hoped that today wouldn’t be a bad day.

There was so much traffic. It made the car ride to school tedious. I tripped twice while in school. In each class I received homework to put in my day planner. Joy was visible by the smile on my face when I found out that school ended early.  I took the bus home.

I have been stumbling through my life. Literally. My friends and family call me clumsy or accident-prone all the time. When I was younger I never felt like a sturdy walker or the most athletic person. Almost every sport that I have tried to do I have injured myself in some way, shape, or form. The only two sports that I succeeded in were tennis and volleyball. That is only because my father is a tennis instructor and my mother used to play volleyball. They both helped me. However, there are still so many injuries that happen on a daily basis.

When I got home, I went into my kitchen to make myself a quick snack. When I was cooking grease popped onto my face. I was startled. My arm flinched and I hit the handle of the pan. It went onto the island of the kitchen. I went into my dinning room to get some paper towels. Ironically, I slipped on some water. While I was falling I tried to catch myself by grabbing the dinning room table. However, I ended up actually knocking over a candle with a glass case onto the floor. I picked up all the glass pieces and try to get more paper towels to wipe up the mess that I made in the kitchen.

I was on my way back into the kitchen when a piece of glass went through my sock and into the ball of my foot. I limped into the kitchen to sit on a stool to try to get the large piece of glass out. I slowly tried to pull it out flinching from the pain. Then, the glass shattered and the tip was still in my foot.  It was a stinging sensation. Every time I would step, it felt like I was getting a needle in my foot.

The next day, the glass was still in my foot. However, I would walk and I could fill the glass going into my foot deeper and deeper. My brother had to tear into my skin and finally get a piece of glass out smaller than a pea. I am not really sure if all the glass is gone or if some is still in there because the sharp pain in my foot is still there. However, it might just be the pain from all the skin that had to be taken off my foot.

Having glass in my foot was less pain than when I spilled hot chocolate on myself. I opened the bag of coco powder packet and ripped the top flap off. I was so excited to make my hot chocolate that I sloppily poured the coco mix into the cup. I missed and 1/8 of the powder ended up next to the cup. I mixed the water and powder together to create a brown hot liquid. There was so much steam coming from it. I grabbed a paper towel and sat down. I wiped up the powder that I had spilled. However, I wiped too much and knocked the cup onto my left leg where my left hand also was. I was screaming at the top of my lungs “AAHHHHHHHHHHHHH”. Thankfully I had on a large sweat suit that absorbed most of the hot chocolate. However, the chocolate seeped though it enough to give me a second degree burn.

The people around me flinch whenever I fall. My friends sometimes giggle and I do the same. What am I supposed to do? All I can do is to just get up and walk it out. My family just ignores it. They know that I injure myself all the time. My brother just tells me to man up and my parents just let it go. I feel accident-prone. I can never change that because I can’t change me. I won’t change me. I am good at so many other things that just the athletics. Therefore, maybe I should only have two goals this year; to get straight A’s and scholarship money.  

The Beginning to Change

Bill Mckibben walks to the podium           

This is my first speech as an environmentalist. The white paper in my hand was folded into a square and had about one hundred fifty black words on it. It is shaking as if it was a table and my hand was an earthquake. I couldn’t help but think that this could be the beginning to our earth diminishing or it being saved.  The actual power is in the hands of President Obama but the people of the United States influences his decisions. I could influence theirs. After finally unfolding the paper, it looked as if the words were blurred. I couldn’t ready anything. This is just my imagination. Images of clear lakes and no pipeline signs were in front of me drawn onto cardboard in front of the white house. These people want change. I could be the voice of reason.  The nervousness left me.

I stood tall and said:

“It is the second largest pool of carbon on Earth. It is tar sands, which are oil sands. The main component of this oil would be bitumen. Bitumen is the most toxic form of petroleum, which is called tar. This is a form of crude oil. Last year alone, theses tar sands had 12 spills. This pipeline is predicted to go from Canada to Texas. What happens if another spill occurs and it goes into the ocean or another water supply area? Then what happens if we drink this water?”. “We have lost the battle for the last 10 years to for anything about greenhouse gasses. The process of refining this crude oil needs natural gas. In return, refining the tar sands oil apposed to regular conventional oil causes more greenhouse gas emissions. We shouldn’t use the pipeline. There are too many issues that could arise because of it. We have to take global warming seriously.” Finishing and feeling successful I folded my paper up and put it into the inside of my jacket pocket. The crowd cheered and clapped as I walked off the stage. This is the begging to change.

Future Leaders

Here I am, walking to another class full of students in the middle of the first quarter. My old class was a group of unwilling to learn students. They would sit in their chairs like zombies and say nothing. No one raised his or her hand. Instead they sat holding their phone underneath a desk texting someone across the room or writing notes about me and passing it to the person in front of them. My new room, 304, had my name carved into a wooden plate with gold lettering.  After opening the door, I was greeted with blank unwelcoming faces.

She grabs her lesson plan out of her purse

 “My name is Mrs. Lou. Today we are going to be discussing the Tar Sands pipeline. In Alberta, Canada, there are Tar Sands. These sands produce toxic and thick oil. The United States is trying to refine and clean the oil so that we can use it in things such as cars. To do this, they are sending a pipeline from Canada to Texas. The problem with this idea is that the oil that would go through the pipeline is too thick. Therefore, it would have to be heated up as it was going through. That just makes us more prone for danger such as the oil leaking. Also the oil is too acidic to transport safely in the pipelines. The same kind of oil that was spilled into the Kalamazoo River last year has the same viscosity of the Tar sands oil. The oil sunk to the bottom of the river and is no longer retrievable”.

The kids in front of me are actually starting to pay attention. Instead of slouching in their seats they were sitting up straight. I could also tell that some of them were trying to raise their hand ad voice their opinions like leaders.

“ The pros of the pipeline would be that it could create jobs for Americans, give us more oil, and allow us not to rely on other countries for oil”. I ended. “ I can see that some of you would like to voice your opinions, write your name on the board in one of the categories, for or against”. The kids immediately got up. Most of them were standing in line to write their names on the left side, against. I am glad that they agree with me.

If you don’t, I will

My name is Niagara. My children Erie, Huron, Michigan, Ontario, and Superior are the people I care most about. We have our own type of family flow. We understand each other’s problems. I travel around the continent to visit their houses all the time. We support each other because we are a family. I would never leave them in the dust.

The United States is planning on putting a pipeline from Canada to Texas. It’s supposedly going to carry this toxic and crude oil so that they could refine it. Politicians talk about how we are going to be okay because the pipe is not supposed to leak. Do they not remember what happened to my cousin Kalamazoo? His whole house was covered in oil because of an oil leak that was “not supposed to happen” but did about twelve times. Now, he has oil in his basement that he can’t get out. Do they not remember my cousin Gulf? Last year she has approximately 4.9 million barrels of crude oil spilt into her home. It didn’t just affect her, but it affected the animals that lived with her.

What happens if the oil from these pipes leaks out? This could immediately affect my son Superior and daughter Michigan. It could also affect the people who use this water to drink and put into bottles. Why would they do something like this? President Obama can make the decision to put my family at risk or protect us. Just in case, I have to call my family and tell them to brace themselves for the worst and hope for the best.

Joy was seen in my smile, but nervousness was shown in my eyes. I was happy that it was a new school year. It was my sophomore year. I have three goals and one of them is to get rid of my clumsiness habit. I trip and stumble all the time. I have tried to be more conscious of my surroundings but it doesn’t seem to help. I feel like I am cursed. Whenever I injure myself it is always on a day where something bad is going to happen or already did. I know that from then on, I am just going to have bad luck that day. Can I break free from this curse? Can I?

I hear my grandmother calling my name, DEJAH DEJAH! I overlook it. Its 6:00 in the morning and I can’t get out of bed. She comes back half an hour later and shakes me saying, “WAKE UP”! I can barely see her face and I attempt to open my eyes. My eyelids felt heavy and dropped back down. Tiredness got the best of me. I was finally able to overcome it. After I did, I was able to get dressed, brush my teeth, do my hair, and eat breakfast in 30 minutes.  Mental stability was key in this process. My day began to pick up and I THOUGHT it was going well. I was wrong.

As my grandmother was leaving our driveway, I asked her if I could go to Dunkin Donuts to get a hot chocolate. After getting back inside the car I let the hot chocolate cool in one of the cup holders. My grandmother went to start the car and nothing happened. The engine light was flashing. We were stranded for 20 minutes until we found a cab to take us back to the house to get my mothers car. It was a good thing that she was out of town. I prayed and hoped that today wouldn’t be a bad day.

There was so much traffic. It made the car ride to school tedious. I tripped twice while in school. In each class I received homework to put in my day planner. Joy was visible by the smile on my face when I found out that school ended early.  I took the bus home.

I have been stumbling through my life. Literally. My friends and family call me clumsy or accident-prone all the time. When I was younger I never felt like a sturdy walker or the most athletic person. Almost every sport that I have tried to do I have injured myself in some way, shape, or form. The only two sports that I succeeded in were tennis and volleyball. That is only because my father is a tennis instructor and my mother used to play volleyball. They both helped me. However, there are still so many injuries that happen on a daily basis.

When I got home, I went into my kitchen to make myself a quick snack. When I was cooking grease popped onto my face. I was startled. My arm flinched and I hit the handle of the pan. It went onto the island of the kitchen. I went into my dinning room to get some paper towels. Ironically, I slipped on some water. While I was falling I tried to catch myself by grabbing the dinning room table. However, I ended up actually knocking over a candle with a glass case onto the floor. I picked up all the glass pieces and try to get more paper towels to wipe up the mess that I made in the kitchen.

I was on my way back into the kitchen when a piece of glass went through my sock and into the ball of my foot. I limped into the kitchen to sit on a stool to try to get the large piece of glass out. I slowly tried to pull it out flinching from the pain. Then, the glass shattered and the tip was still in my foot.  It was a stinging sensation. Every time I would step, it felt like I was getting a needle in my foot.

The next day, the glass was still in my foot. However, I would walk and I could fill the glass going into my foot deeper and deeper. My brother had to tear into my skin and finally get a piece of glass out smaller than a pea. I am not really sure if all the glass is gone or if some is still in there because the sharp pain in my foot is still there. However, it might just be the pain from all the skin that had to be taken off my foot.

Having glass in my foot was less pain than when I spilled hot chocolate on myself. I opened the bag of coco powder packet and ripped the top flap off. I was so excited to make my hot chocolate that I sloppily poured the coco mix into the cup. I missed and 1/8 of the powder ended up next to the cup. I mixed the water and powder together to create a brown hot liquid. There was so much steam coming from it. I grabbed a paper towel and sat down. I wiped up the powder that I had spilled. However, I wiped too much and knocked the cup onto my left leg where my left hand also was. I was screaming at the top of my lungs “AAHHHHHHHHHHHHH”. Thankfully I had on a large sweat suit that absorbed most of the hot chocolate. However, the chocolate seeped though it enough to give me a second degree burn.

The people around me flinch whenever I fall. My friends sometimes giggle and I do the same. What am I supposed to do? All I can do is get up and walk it out. My family just ignores it. They know that I injure myself all the time. My brother just tells me to man up and my parents just let it go. I feel accident-prone. I can never change that because I can’t change me. I won’t change me. Therefore, maybe I should only have two goals this year; to get straight A’s and scholarship money.  

The project had a background to it. I had to draw two different things before I drew my final drawing. The first drawing was the perspective of drawings. We were learning how to draw boxes from a worm and bird's view. I drew a horizon line in the center of the page. The worm was at the bottom left of the page and the bird was at the upper right of the page. If I drew a box in the bottom left portion of the horizon line, it would be as if I was looking at the box from the bird's perspective. If I drew a box from the upper right portion of the horizon line, it would be as if I at the box from the worm's perspective. The second drawing that I did showed me how to pay attention to detail. Mrs. Hull told everyone in the class to take put their shoe and draw it. I sat the shoe in front of me and started drawing it paying attention to little details. These two drawing helped me greatly with the final drawing. 

For the final drawing, I had to draw Mrs. Hull's room. We had to take perspective into play by using horizontal and orthogonal lines. I also had to pay attention to little details in her room. When I was drawing this, I split my work into for sections on the piece of paper. Each day I would work on a different section. This helped y workload. This was a hard project to complete because it required a lot of effort. However, the other drawing helped me to understand what I was doing a lot better. 

Drawing I thought were well drawn:

Tamatha Lancaster's picture was very well drawn. It was realistic. She payed attention to little details. It was neatly done. When I was looking at it, I felt like I was in the room. 

For the first slide, I was afraid to make things to close to each other or making the texts big. After I took another glance at the "Presentation Zen" website, I then realized that it was okay to make things big and close to each other. I also learned how to use the rule of the thirds, something that I didn't know how to use before. I focused on the rule of the thirds in my new slide. The Old slide out of the two is the first. The New slide is the second slide.

The New slide has a lot of properties from the "presentation zen" website. The texts on my Dr. Seuss quote is very large and easy to read. Also, in the first column when using the rule of the thirds is my picture and quote. Then, the second column contains the words "Dermatology is my life". That is also bold and large. That phrase is very simple and is self-explanatory. Finally, the third column had all of the dermatology products that I use.

Below are a few lists of Greetings in Spanish translated to English. The Spanish word is on the left and the English translation is on the right.

(1). ¡Hola!.................................................Hello!

(2). ¡Buenos dias!.....................................Good morning!

(3). ¡Buenas dias!.....................................Good afternoon!

(4). ¡Buenas noches!................................Good evening/night!

* Notice that when you say "good morning" & "good evening" in Spanish you say "buenAS" instead of "buenOS".The differrence between the three is that there is one masculine and two feminine. In Spanish the things that are masculine end with an o and the things that a feminine end with an o. BuenOS is masculine and buenAS is feminine.

* In English when using exclamation marks you use them at the end of an sentence. In Spanish you use an exclamation mark in the beginning and in the end. The exclamation mark in the beginning is upside-down. An upside down exclamation mark looks like this: "¡ ". The reason for this upside down exclamation mark is that when you are reading in the Spanish language you automatically know from the beginning that this phrease/sentence is going to be said with emotion.

(5).¿Que tal?.........................................How are you?

(6). ¿Cómo val?....................................How are you?

(7). ¿Cómo estás tú?( Informal)...........How are you?

(8) ¿Cómo está usted? ( formal).............How are you?

(9) Muy bien gracias.............................Very well, thanks.

(10) Más o menos..................................Alright.

(11) Muy mal/ Terrible.......................... Awful/ Terrible

(12) ¿Y Tú ( informal).......................... And you?

(13) ¿Y Usted ( formal)..........................And you?

(14) ¡Ay,ay,ay!........................................Oh, no!

(15) ¡Que bien!.......................................Oh, good!

* In English when using question marks you use them at the end of the sentence. In Spanish you would use question marks in the beginning and ends of the sentences. Like the exclamation mark the question mark also has to be upside down in the beginning. an upside down question mark looks like this: "¿". The reason for this upside down is that when you begin to read a sentence in spanish you can automatically tell from the very beginning that a question is being asked.

Script

Informal

(SLA Hallway, standing)

D: ¡Ay, ay, ay!

(Tina enters)

D: ¡Hola! ¡Buenos días!

T: ¡Buenos días!

D: ¿Qué tal?

T: Muy bien, gracias. ¿Y tú?

D: Estoy muy mal.

T: ¡Ay, ay, ay!

D: ¡Adíos!

T: ¡Adíos!

Formal:

(SLA Ballroom, standing)

T: ¡Buenas noches!

D: ¡Buenas noches!

T: ¿Cómo está?

D: Bien, gracias. ¿Y Usted?

T: Más o menos.

D: ¡Hasta pronto!

T: ¡Hasta pronto!

Below is a list of the days of the week and how to ask what day it is. The Spanish word will be on the left and the English translation will be on the right.

(1) ¿Qué dia es hoy?.............................................................What day is today?

(2) Es lunes……………………………………………………… Its lunes .

(3) Es martes…………………………………………………….. Its Tuesday.

(4) Es meircoles….……………………………………………... Its Wednesday.

(5) Es jueves……………………………………………………,,.. Its Thursay.

(6) Es viernes……………………………………………………. Its Friday.

(7) Es sabado…………………………………………………… Its Saturday.

(8) Es domingo………………………………………………… Its Sunday.

·      When writing the days of the week in Spanish, they are never capitalizedas the are in English.

·      Notice that when what day of the week of asked, the word “hoy” should actually be pronounced as “oy”. Remember you drop the “h” sound.

·      Also, on a Spanish calender , the week doesn’t start with Monday instead of Sunday.

Script

Days of the week:

(Classroom, Dejah and Tina meet.)

T: ¡Hola, Dejah!

D: ¡Hola!

T: ¿Qué días es hoy?

D: Es lunes.

(The next day)

T: ¿Qué días es hoy?

D: Es martes.

(The next day)

T: ¿Qué días es hoy?

D: Es miércoles.

(The next day)

T: ¿Qué días es hoy?

D: Es jueves.

(The next day)

T: ¿Qué días es hoy?

D: Es viernes.

(The next day)

T: ¿Qué días es hoy?

D: Es sábado.

(The next day)

T: ¿Qué días es hoy?

D: Es domingo.

 Dejah Harley and Tina Wang