Recipe

Food Item:

Pasta Salad

Ingredients:

What you will need:

All the ingredients

1 Big sized pot

1 Medium sized pot

1 Big Bowl

Directions:

1. Gather all the ingredients and have them out. 

2. Boil two pots of water. One big pot for the pasta and one medium pot for the broccoli. 

3. When the big pot comes to a boil put the pasta in and continue to stir occasionally.

4. When the medium pot comes to a boil put the broccoli in and continue to stir occasionally.

5. While the water is boiling cut the tomatoes, cheese and roasted peppers into bite sized pieces. 

6. When all the ingredients are cut put them into a big bowl. 

7. Chop up the whole red onion and a little bit of garlic and add them to the bowl. 

8. Once all the ingredients are cooked and cut stir them all together into the bowl.

9. Add oil and vinegar salt and pepper to the mix. The amount is up to you. 

10. Then enjoy! :)

Analysis: 

The ingredients in the pasta salad were all bought from the grocery store. All of the items were technically processed, yet still healthy. All the vegetables we bought, which meant they were processed because of everything they went through to get to the store, but it is still healthy. The cheese and pasta although not bad for you were processed. There are a lot of carbohydrates in pasta, which is okay on occasion but not excessively. Eating pasta everyday is not healthy or good for you. The pasta salad itself would not be healthy eating everyday because of the excessive amount of pasta and ingredients like olive oil. Yet, some of the ingredients that are in the pasta salad are okay. Broccoli, depending on how it is made on how it is prepared is fine eating everyday. Though roasted peppers, grape tomatoes, onions, and cheese are really tasty and okay to eat in moderation, these are items that should not be consumed on a daily basis. Cheese is very high in calories, so it would not be a good modification to one’s diet. All of the food was was made and processed in the United States. None of the products are made out side of the country, which means that none of the food was imported. None of our food items were grown organically. Because all of the food is processed there are fuels that take part in the getting to the store, which tends to make it not environmentally friendly. Buying all the products came to a total of $20.00. With serving about 10 people, makes the cost per person about $2.00. This is a lot cheaper then fast food and it happens to be a lot healthier. (Still can’t eat it everyday) No items were grown ourselves, all were purchased at the store. So although it is not that environmentally friendly or healthy it still better than most foods.  

Reflection:

Looking back at this unit, I have actually learned a lot. Since I keep Kosher, I was never really aware or open to Non-Kosher food items. I know my facts and information (for the most part) about Kosher foods and what that means and what I do and do not eat but I never really knew about all this other information. I learned a lot more about organic food, and what that really means. My parents never really buy organic, they just try to be healthy. It has been interesting to actually see facts and statistics about the leading causes of death in the United States and how a lot of it can revolve around the food we eat on a daily basis. I have watched Food Inc and Super Size Me before so I was already informed about mass production of food, the meat and how large companies receive it, and the workers. Yet, just because I have already watched it I was still able to learn a lot more with our class discussions and the different perspectives other people brought to class. Now, being much more informed with a larger variety of food I believe it will help me and other I know. There are way too many problems with false labeling, or the rules to label certain products one thing or another. I know I will be on the look out on what I am actually  consuming based on the labels and what they say. I will, of course stay keeping Kosher, especially after watching Food Inc for too many times. I am willing to be more careful on what I buy, and to really make sure I am more aware of the ingredients and what goes in to making the product I am going to buy. Especially with what I ma buying, because staying healthy is something I would like to do, to live a long and happy life! 

Mascara de Goldie

Mi nombre es Goldie. Este nombre es de mi bisabuela. Es un nombre muy especial. Yo tengo diez y seis años. Mi cumpleaños es el veintisiete de Septiembre. Yo soy muy alta para una chica. Yo mido cinco piez con ocho pulgadas. Yo soy muy alta para una niña de mi edad.  Se dicen que soy muy bonita. Mi pelo es largo y moreno.  Mis ojos son azules verde, pero mis gafas los esconden. Mi nariz y mi boca son pequeña pero normal para mi cara., Siempre estoy sonriendo. Soy blanco de piel. Me pongo maquillaje porque creo que es divertido. Sueño con comida porque me gusta comer. Yo también sueño con insectos pero me da miedo. Cuando sueño con cosas me de miedo me pongo nerviosa. Me siento sola cuando me lavanto, pero mi mismo estoy tranquila.  

Mis características son muy diferentes. Esto es lo que me hace única. Soy extrovertida, pero puedo ser muy tímida. Todo el mundo piensa que yo soy segura, pero hay momentos cuando soy muy insegura. También tengo ansiedad muy mala y a veces estoy ansiosa. Puede ser sobre la familia, las calificaciones, los amigos, y todo lo demás. Pero siempre hago lo mejor que pueda.. Siempre he intentado con toda mis fuerzas ser lo mejor, aunque tal vez no sea demasiado bueno. También soy muy madura. La mayoría de la gente lo puede ver, pero  hay algunas personas no lo ven.

Yo también soy muy cariñosa. Soy muy protectora de mis amigos y me  aseguro que ellos se encuentren bien. Yo siempre hago mi mejor esfuerzo para ser lo más agradable posible. Me importa, pero también soy muy sensible.  Me molesta mucho cuando otros hablan sobre mi A veces yo pretendo que nada me molesta cuando si me molesta. Yo soy una persona muy agradable. Me encanta ser feliz. Yo soy uña y carne con algunos de mis mejores amigos. Siempre tengo una gran amistad con ellos. Me encanta expresarme, pero estoy asustada que la gente me juzgue.  Algún día espero que me sienta a gusto con quien soy para poder expresarme y no sentirme como que estoy siendo juzgada.  A veces la gente me ve como alguien que no soy. Yo quiero que me vean como soy, una gran amiga y una persona con un corazon grandisimo  

Mi familia es muy importante para mí. En el futuro, yo quiero una familia.. Mi hermana me inspira a ser lo mejor que puedo a causa de las diferentes cosas que ella tuvo que pasar y todavía pasa.  MI religion es  judía. Ser judía es muy importante para mí. Algunos pueden ser capaces de verlo cuando nos conocemos por primera vez y otros no. Si no, ellos no se dan cuenta, que ocupa una gran parte de mi vida. Soy parte de un grupo de jóvenes judíos. Es un grupo muy importante para mí. Este es un lugar donde me siento cómoda y  me sentio bien. Yo puedo expresarme como yo quiero sin tener que sentirme que estoy siendo juzgado. Mi mamá bromea que es un buen lugar donde puedo conocer chicos, pero sigo soltera tristemente. Cuando estoy con mi grupo de jóvenes judios  se me olvida todo mi trabajo escolar que tengo. Trato de no pensar en la escuela cuando estoy con mis amigos.  Yo siempre tengo mucha tarea. Soy tradicional, pero creo que tambien soy individual. Ser judia es muy importante para mi.  

Soy muy inteligente y aunque tengo buenas notas en la escuela yo todavía me empujo con más fuerza. Me llevo bien con los demás y espero que eso me ayudará en el futuro. Espero que todavía puede hacer reír a la gente,. Quiero quedarme original.

1. It is my responsibility.
2. I think we have a fascinating and complex political system I think works if people come out and vote
3. Every election.
4. No.
5. TV
6. The one with Tom Smith and his grandmother. I immediately found it absolutely appalling. 
7. By the time I was into the booth? Naw, I know.
8. The question that asks for more funds available. I'd like to see that accomplished. And unfortunately the big change I'd like to see won't happen because Michelle Brownlee is running unopposed. 
9. Hopefully by exercising my vote I demonstrate to others that I vote and that it impacts other to people to follow. It doesn't just happen with one vote.
10. I learned about it in school. No, it did not impact my willingness to vote today. I had lived through the Vietnam war and that is probably the single most important factor that makes me feel that I have the privilege to exercise to vote.
    
    Interview #2:
    
    

    1. I believe it's important responsibilities I need to fulfill as a part of American society. 

    2. Ideally, the 2 party system. I feel as if it is very restricting. 

    4. Yes, I learned it in senior year history 

    7. Yes, I'm sure who I am going to vote for

    9. I very much believe every vote counts. It's the best way my "voice" will heard, even if the impact is small it still has influence in society.

“Hey can you pass the plain begels?
“What did you say?”
“Pass the plain BEGELS!”

Pointing at a bagel and in one of those smart-ass tones he replies, “Oh, you want this?”

Frustrated, I say “yes.”

As the days went on, and we had bagels for breakfast every morning more people started to notice how I speak and pronounce things differently. For the first week and half most people’s reactions were

“What?”

“Uhh?”

“Wait, what?”

“How do you pronounce this?
Or one of the most common one, “hahahahahaha!”

I have to admit, it was annoying after awhile. I would always try to explain to people that’s how I have said ‘bagel’ my whole life. Then I would have to pronounce other words I say weirdly. Everyone would be talking to me, asking to say different words. Each word I said, more people would come up to listen, staring at my mouth watching words come out, but hearing it differently then them. It was almost if everyday someone would come up to me with a different word to say. All ears open to just hear it be said wrong.

In James Baldwin’s essay, “If Black English Isn’t a Language, Then Tell me, What is?” he says,  “It goes without saying, then, that language is also a political instrument, means, and proof of power. It is the most vivid and crucial key to identify: It reveals the private identity, and connects one with, or divorces one from, the larger, public, or communal identity.”  Speaking the way I speak and pronouncing words differently then others can put me in a disadvantage or an advantage depending on how people look at it. I may be able to have power with the way I speak because people may listen to me since I sound different. It can also be a disadvantage because I say words differently people may judge and not want to listen. In some circumstances language can give me power. It depends on how people identify me based on the way I speak. Just because I talk loudly doesn’t mean people are going to listen.

With the way I talk and pronounce different words, it can cause conflict anywhere. This can mean when I am in public, people may not understand what I am trying to say. James Baldwin mentions in “If Black English Isn’t a Language, Then Tell me, What is?” how conflict can and does occur. “A Frenchman living in Paris speaks a subtly and crucially different language from that of the man living Marseilles; neither sounds very much like a man living in Quebec; and they would all have great difficulty in apprehending what the a man from Guadeloupe, or Martinique, is saying, to say nothing of the man from Senegal although the “common” language of all these areas is French.” Every time I try to pronounce different words to other people who speak English still have to ask me what I mean because of how I say words. These are the things that cause conflict because of misunderstanding but in the same language.

Language can describe a lot about a person. People can hear me say one sentence and judge how I speak. Not getting to know me, or even waiting to hear another sentence with words I pronounce “correctly”. How I say one word someone else may say it totally different only a few miles away. It can sometimes show the location of where one lives or is from. As I traveled the United States this summer on a teen tour it really showed that I was well represented from where I was from. There were the stereotypical accents from the south and I was not the only one that pronounced words differently. It showed me that everyone in the world has their own way of speaking. I learned it is unique and no one should be ashamed of his or her accent or how they pronounce certain words. I now don’t mind when people ask me over, and over again how I pronounce certain words.

The places I went to and the experiences I had this summer changed my outlook on language. The forty-four people I spent six and half weeks with on a coach bus from all over the United States were the ones that picked at the way I spoke the most. We all realized that we each said something weird or different because of where we were from. It was kind of likes learning our own foreign language. It was a mixed language of how we all talk that was unique and special to only us. In the beginning weeks conflict occurred with mixes of accents and pronunciation but later on we go used to it. I did not have to listen and judge how other people spoke because I and the other forty-four teenagers on my bus all realized we had our own identification. I was happy to see where my language fit in, in the world. 

Back in the closet it’s dirty, dark, and cold. I’m all alone in this box of nothing. My time has passed and I am aging everyday. I remember when I had that new fresh clean smell, not dirty like I am now. When the white part on me wasn’t an ashy brown and black. Back then I was cool.  My family came out with something newer; I am so “yesterday” as I hear the others say. What is wrong with me? Yeah I guess I am a little beat up. What is SO wrong about that? Although I don’t like being dirty, smelly, bent all over and damaged up. I hate just sitting here! I am not cleaned anymore. Is it possible I just smell so bad that no one wants me? So maybe it’s not the way I look. Or maybe it is you, not me? There are so many possibilities. Jessica my owner, is short, red haired, and loves to play in the dirt. Why can’t she pick something cleaner? Maybe I would still be picked to wear. My name is hi- top, and I have a white base, with purple in front and red flaps in the back. I have a blue check on my sides. Oh . . . and I can’t forget about my laces! Name a color and it is on there. Maybe, just maybe I will be wanted after all. (pause) Is . . . Is she really coming my way. Jessica, is that you? I don’t have to look through that little whole anymore in this cardboard box. I think the top is finally opening. I’m soaring through the air in Jessica’s hands. OUCH! She just threw me down to the ground. Next thing I know I have the feeling of my laces being untied. Stretching my body for the first time in a while. As I “oohh”, and “ahh” I feel warm socks start to slowly slip into my open mouth. As she yanks on my tongue to try to get her foot in, it hurts a little, but I am just too happy to care. Tying the laces back up into a bow. Doubled knotted too! But then . . . I feel a pull. I feel my stitching becoming looser and looser. As her toes, slowly but shortly curl up I realize that her feet are too big for me. That happy smile I had was no longer there. A frown is starting to appear. Maybe it just seemed that way. As she gets up and starts to walk around it hurts even more. I am being pulled in every direction. I can only stretch out so much. She finally notices that I am way to small and sits down. Once she unties my laces and yanks on my tongue once again she struggles to get her foot out. She’s pulling on me in every angle and it’s hurting me, and probably her too. After pulling and stretching me in every way possible Jessica’s foot finally comes out. I get put into that hard annoying cardboard box, again. Then getting picked up and not sure where I am going? Why not into the closet? Isn’t that where I live? KABOOM. I get thrown into this white thing. It smells a little funky. Definitely not my closet, or any closet! I see a big clear carton, which has 4 spaced out shapes across the top. But what I really want to know is, where am I? What am I doing here? And most importantly why? 

Tiene muchas cosas buenas

Tiene filetes de queso, las águilas, y los Filis también!

Mi familia es de Europa

Mi madre es de Nueva Jersey

Mi padre es del norte de Filadelfia

Soy del centro de la ciudad de Filadelfia

Me encanta Filadelfia

Tiene muchas cosas buenas

Tiene filetes de queso, las águilas, y los Filis también!

Me gusta come todo tipo de comida.

Me gusta dormir hasta tarde.

Escucho mucha música buena

Me gusta salir con mis amigos.

Me encanta Filadelfia

Tiene muchas cosas buenas

Tiene filetes de queso, las águilas, y los Filis también !

“Julian! Julian! Julian! Get up!” Or “Wakey wakey eggs and bacey!”

She would reply,

“Shut up! Go away.” Or “Yeah, yeah, yeah I am up!”

After that my parents would go in and try to get her out of bed, it never worked. It was always time for me to go to school eventually so I said bye and thought on my way to school, good luck!

Always being one of the smartest people I know. Doing her work, and helping me with homework. She was always the stereotypical idol of an older sister. Getting straight A’s, and just hoping that I would too. Trying her best and just looking at all her projects she did and how I was thinking, I can’t wait to do that. Always known as someone who has great potential. Then high school began. Where was my perfect sister Julian? Thinking oh, it must be a ninth grade thing she will be okay in a week or two. Me being in sixth grade I didn’t know any better. But, she continued not doing her work and not going to school. How could it be someone so smart is now not getting good grades? There is definitely a mistake. Freshman year went by for her, but it felt slow for me. Sophomore year came, Julian is going to do great this year I just know it! All I remember is her not wanting to attend school. Having arguments back and forth with my parents. As if screaming was a normal tone in my house. Shedding tear by tear, if only I collected them all.

Time went on, for a couple months. She was hoping she would get into this program to study in Israel for the rest of her sophomore year. There she went, January 23^rd 2009 off to Israel for school until June. Maybe she will do her work. I guess that was okay, but then junior year was coming. The most important year of high school.  September until November she was still enrolled in public high school. Did she go? Nope. November until June was the most successful months of high school with a new school. I could tell that my mother and father were so happy that this new school was working. So excited not just for a full year ahead of us, but senior year. But then it actually came. The first day was picture day, so she went…but late. From there on it was a couple times here and there but that ended in November. I remember talking to her one time about it because I felt brave that day. I was obviously scared that she would throw something at me other times, but not this time.

As I was stumbling to get my words out, I said, “So why don’t you attend school?”

Her reply, with an attitude coming on and a grunt, “None of your business. AND you don’t even have to go after you 16. BYE!”

Now I wish I could have got in her head, so she could of made the right decisions. Ironically, her essay for her college applications were about, how to make good choices. Unlucky for her, but lucky for me that she had to learn the hard way. From her bad mistakes/decisions I know what to do and what not to do. It has made me want to try more in school and never want to be absent. I was always obsessive about absences and lateness’s but it has recently had a great affect on me. She didn’t even realize she was teaching a lesson to me through all the struggles she went through. Although it is all about how it affected her, it also had an outcome on me.

This was happening to someone who’s room was right above mine. Who was there when I was born. Who has been, and always will be my older sister. So don’t think that just because SHE didn’t do her work, or SHE didn’t wake up for school, or SHE didn’t make great choices at times, it only affected her. The affect on me was not only for me to learn but also for me to know right from wrong. It is somewhere I never want to be in life, and to have to experience again. It motivates me to strive for excellence. In the long run, she ended up learning right from wrong. The ends of her suppose to be senior year she took the G.E.D. testing and did fantastic. She got into all eight colleges she applied to, and is now currently in Israel on a gap year program before college studying at Hebrew University, and then living on a Kibbutz. So sometimes you can’t just pass go, and collect two hundred dollars, some people have to work for it. 

 I would love to share with you important dates to remember and commemorate.            

Michael Levin died August 1^st 2006. Every August 1^st please take the time to remember who he was, even ONE minute of silence.

June 25^th 2006, the day Gilad Shalit was captured. June 25^th is coming up soon and I would like for you to get the word out about it. Just like I mentioned about Michael Levin, just take part of your day to commemorate him and I am only asking for ONE minute of silence.

 Thank you so much for reading these blogs and I would appreciate it if you watched this video I attached below!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUR5HIHkYUs

As you already know my topic is Israel. Like I said in the first blog I wanted to focus more on what’s happening with Hamas and how people like, Michael Levin die everyday fighting for their home land, and then there is Gilad Shalit who gets captured. The videos are very touching and interesting to watch. It really shows that people care enough about something that they will fight for anything. There is only so much information to date about Gilad Shalit, and what the deal with his situation, but if Hamas isn’t lying he is still alive and ok.  September  14, 2009 was the first video broadcasted since he was captured in 2006. Since most of the video are on YouTube, I could get you a link either at the bottom of this blog which you would have to watch outside of school or  I can see if there are other sites I could get the videos for you. I, my self feel like people need to know more about whets happening not just from CNN. Every news website or TV Channel have their own views and opinions. In what I see/ hear on the news everyone try’s to blame it on Israel, and how different things are their fault. Well its easier saying that then actually taking time to research. I bet 9/10 people reading this didn’t know that Hamas use little kids as human shields because they know that the IDF (Israeli Defense Force) won’t bomb or shoot the them. They do this because, they don’t like dangering the lives of little kids. They don't shoot them because they decide not to. They are all fighting form their homeland. Get to know about Israel, it won't hurt you.

BLOG 1:

I am doing a project in English. It is called, You and the world. The purpose of the project is to pick one current event in the world learn about it (research) , create a passion for it, and then BLOG about it. 

 I decided to pick what is currently going on in Israel. Now there are a lot of things happening in Israel, but what’s on the news is everything with Hamas.  I am interested in Israel for many reasons. I believe Israel is my “homeland”.  I also have kept up with everything that is happening, for example when in 2006 they captured Gilad Shalit, just an innocent solider. I am very interested in him, because of all the background information and have “proof” of him still being alive. Another reason why I picked this topic was that everything that is happening to Israel is important.

I my self know a lot of people who make aliyah. Making ‘aliyah’ is when a Jewish person immigrates to the Land of Israel. Not just for vacation but deciding to live there as a citizen. When making ‘aliyah’ at a certain age you have to join the Israeli army, along with the citizens that already live there. If you are a U.S. citizen you can just choose to be in the Israeli army with out it being necessary. I know someone who made aliyah to Israel and choose to be in the Israeli army, and died August 1, 2006. He died because was fighting for his homeland, against terrorist like Hamas.

I have discovered a lot not only from researching this past week, but also through out the years. I have been following what has been going on with Gilad Shalit since 2006. This is why I want to focus more on him through out this project because he is something special to me.

Even though there are videos of Gilad Shalit saying he is alive, and he says the date no one knows for sure.  Hamas wants all of their captured soldiers from Israel and they will give back Gilad Shalit. Although they would like Gilad Shalit back they can’t risk  one solider, who may not be alive for  all of the female and underage Palestinian prisoners along with 1,000 other prisoners. I want to know if Gilad is still alive. I am hoping he is.

I want to focus more on my sub- topic, Gilad Shalit. Yes I will still follow more on everything with the Gaza Strip, Hamas, and the Palestinians but I will do more background research on Gilad. In the next blogs to come, I will see if I can attach any of the videos that I was talking about above.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gilad_Shalit

http://giladshalit.blogspot.com/           

http://www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/jsource/biography/Gilad_Shalit.html

Art

Ms. Hull

 In the beginning of third quarter when we started art, with Ms. Hull she prepared us to do this project since the first day. We started to draw our shoe. Now some people may say that doesn’t help us with your perspective project but it prepared us with visual drawings, looking at something and drawing it, and drawing straight lines. Then we practiced drawing boxes, which was helpful with shapes. It got harder when we had to do draw the boxes above and below the horizon line. But that is what we had to do in our final drawing; everything is depending on the horizon line and the vanishing point. That was the first time we were introduced to perspective, and it definitely prepared me for the final drawing.  Every drawing in our sketchbook was preparing us and setting us up for this perspective drawing.

 The process basically was being ready in class everyday. Everyday I had another part of the perspective drawing to do, and I set my goal. What helped me a lot was the activities/ drawings we did to prepare our self up to the start of this perspective artwork.  The main process was just getting things done, and drawing.

 In my opinion there was nothing easy to learn and nothing hard to learn. Everything was set up as a challenge for me, and I just needed to reach my goal in that challenge. It doesn’t mean my goal was to finish it, make the drawing perfect and get everything I draw perfect. I didn’t know what I could and couldn’t do ,so I just tried. The only way you try was by coming to class prepared and to work . I could see what I did better hen others, but it doesn’t mean one thing was easy and one thing was hard. The point of a “challenge” is it to be challenging. Yes there could be strong points but this is artwork and what some of that drawing might be better then others, doesn’t mean that part was easier. So all in all, the whole project was a challenge not easy or hard.

 Person I picked:

 I picked, Henry Poeng’s drawing. I picked his because I saw how he worked well in class and really tried hard on his drawing. I also picked it because I thought he did a very “killer” job on his artwork. His was one of the many in our stream that was exemplary. 

In this new slide I did various things to make it a better slide. Something’s I decided not to change.  I changed the size of the pictures and the font. I also changed the placing of the pictures and making sure they fit together.  

I changed the font to make sure it was legible from far away. I also made the middle part that says my name is, Goldie so it was big and so people focused on it. I made everything come out the middle because when I look at billboard I am not looking at the left side or the right side, I am looking in the middle. When I look in the middle I see the whole billboard and what’s on it. I wanted t make sure everyone would get the feel I do when I look at a billboard and also to think that since everything is not on one side, which makes it nice a bigger. When I made the improvements that the class told me to make, which was make the font bigger, I thought I had to add a little more. I made the font bigger and also made my pictures bigger, so there was an awkward space at the bottom. Over all I think the change is better then the first one  and I am glad I had the chance to fix it.

Here is my old slide: