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Camp Rock: A Film Noir

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Reel Reading · Giknis · D Band on Thursday, June 1, 2017 at 1:51 am

Just imagine, Joe Jonas as a teen detective, and the love of his life (Demi Lovato of course) goes missing. Yes, we know, we just might of made your childhood a tad bit better because yes, we made Camp Rock a film noir.

To begin, we will explain why we chose to create a trailer. Our goal was for our viewers to imagine the entire movie as a film noir, and the only way to do that was through a trailer. A scene would only allow our viewers to enjoy a single segment of the movie, prohibiting their imagination to go beyond that one part. What a trailer does, is touch many parts of the film to create a visual story with little to no detail. That not only intrigues viewers to watch the whole thing, but it is also a way to leave the movie up for interpretation because everyone has different viewpoints.

A film noir cannot be described with just one thing. What makes noirs so magnificent is that they are filled with the unexpected, whether that means the storyline, or just the question as to why it rains 365 days out of the year. When making the trailer we made sure to include one aspect that every noir has, and that aspect is no color, just black and white. After changing the color of the film we watched many noir trailers, and found that light music played in the background the entire time. We chose the song we chose for our trailer because of how soothing yet mysterious it was. We also made sure to use a limited amount of dialogue because emotion, reaction, and expressions are important in noirs. Sometimes a reaction can say way more than just a simple “Wow!’. Let’s not forget the love interest too. We get a glimpse of that love between the Detective and Mitchie, but we’re careful not to show too much because we still want some of it to remain a mystery. Unfortunately, we couldn’t add the magic 365 days a year rain. What we did instead, is make the film a bit darker so viewers can at least get the feeling that it was about to rain in every scene. At first, the trailer might seem too dramatic, but what film noir isn’t over dramatized?

In our opinion, our noir trailer is much better and more entertaining than the regular Camp Rock trailer. In the regular trailer, you are given several story lines that you have to follow in just the trailer. It becomes unclear as to what the main character is looking for. In this trailer, you are given one story line, Mitchie is missing, and only one person can find her, Detective Gray. Also, let’s not forgot all the different songs that are played in the original trailer. In our noir trailer there’s only one song that plays in the background the entire time. The goal of a trailer is to leave you wanting more. We add mystery and excitement in our trailer. So many questions are left unanswered and people have to watch it if they want the answers. It’s just as simple as that.

 

Trailer Link: https://www.wevideo.com/view/933996725


Addy Gonzalez and Hanna Dunakin


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Hanna Dunakin Capstone

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Capstone · Todd · Wed on Friday, May 19, 2017 at 8:21 am
As a CTE student my goal was to create a capstone that future CTE students could use, but also something that could involve the SLA community as a whole. Many students throughout the years I’ve been a CTE student have come up to me and asked if I could do a photoshoot for them, or a promo video, and sometimes I was just asked for guidance through Adobe Photoshop or Premiere. As much as I appreciated being asked and given so much trust for doing these things, I felt pressured because I was asked last minute, or just asked by so many people at a time. Not only that, but this was done on my free time, and never counted for my needed CTE hours. This capstone was created based on that struggle. 

I created a website called CTE Next Door, which allows students to contact any CTE student for help concerning photography and/or video. A CTE student will not only help the other student, but the work that they do will count towards their hours, they’ll get extra practice, and not to mention, they’ll do it completely for free. For example, if you want pictures for a yearbook page, use CTE Next Door to contact a CTE student, they’ll reach out and see what you exactly want, and they’ll do it, just like that, at no charge. I’ve been working on this all year, fixing the glitches and mistakes, and I’ve finally created something that I’m very proud of and excited to share with the SLA community. Hopefully CTE Next Door will go beyond the SLA doors, but for now, it is strictly used for contact between SLA students and faculty.

Website URL: https://hdunakin.wixsite.com/nextdoor

Annotated Bib: https://docs.google.com/a/scienceleadership.org/document/d/1eaUvpJFdHK0Pjco-FNH-jFZzKrz_EzvZiQbxuLqGOmU/edit?usp=sharing
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Advanced Essay #4: The Healing of Pain

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 3 - Block - D on Monday, March 21, 2016 at 10:02 pm

A lot of research went into writing this essay. After reading 'The Things They Carry', I wanted to explore the deeper meaning of pain and the way each and every person experiences it. It was hard to find the perfect resources for my essay, but I ended up finding two perfect interviews, and a great image reflecting my words. I spent a long time trying to word my thoughts in a way people would understand, and although it was a challenge, I was able to use suggestion from my peers to write a piece I am proud of. I made sure not just to discuss the single meaning of pain, but the general meaning, so basically every single type of pain, whether it be physical, emotional, mental, etc..

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Imagine being surrounded by an entire army, pointing all their guns at you. Unarmed civilians also surround you, fearing their lives, but knowing that they can’t back down because it’s a sign of weakness. One man steps up, knowing that there could be consequences, he decides to make peace between the army and the civilians, so he steps up, and all the guns are pointed at him, not you, yet you still fear. He places flowers in the gun, and no one makes a move or a sound, as if the man was now surrounded by the dead. He shows no signs of stopping, and as his bouquet of flowers becomes one single flower, you realize that it wasn’t fear of death you were feeling, it was fear of tyranny, and this man had just proven to you and everyone else there, the hypocrisy of pain and violence. One might think the previous statement was created to get them thinking of a somewhat realistic situation to better explain the healing of pain. It is anything but fictional, it’s an image of truth. The truth may be dreadful and uncomfortable, but this image expresses the tenderness of pain and its remedy. This is an image of life, a life put through violence and war, yet effectively reacts to a situation with the power of silence and influence.

Healing of agony can be conceived through an action, a memory, a statement, an image, or in better terms, it can be formulated in different ways, but as stated by Veena Das, a theoretician and ethnographer, there are two things that all healing has in common. “The notion of healing carried two ideas: the idea of endurance, and the idea of the capacity to establish a particular relationship to death….” One has to be willing to accept the pain they suffer to be able to alleviate the pain. In this way, not only is their acceptance, but realization that the pain will never go away, but awareness that mending pain is much stronger than any kind of pain itself.  “But I was very struck by the ways in which pain does write itself enduringly on people’s lives. It was not about a thunderous voice of pain, but about the manners in which pain was woven into the patterns of life.” You have to be open to all pain, to the consequences, or else healing will never happen, and only pain would ever exist. The thing is though, that without pain, life would be nothing. We would never experience reality, and we’d be selfish because without pain, we would get everything we wanted and thought we deserved. Pain draws a fairly clear line between selfishness and selflessness.

There is a single word that can bring terror and pain to many in an instant, a word so powerful that the meaning is pointless because it is nothing compared to the suffering and suffocation one is already in from just hearing the word. War...the word is war. As clearly stated by author Chris Hedges, “Yes. I think for those who are in combat, it very swiftly can become an addiction. War is its own subculture. It can create a landscape of the grotesque that is, perhaps, unlike anything else created by human beings.” Experiencing war in any way is a very difficult and uncomfortable experience that no one should go through. For soldiers, it’s as though war is a separate world, a separate language, or a separate life. Once in a war, you can never get out, even if the war is officially over. You become so intimate with it, that you can never forget about it. The horror will always be in your dreams, and the pain will always be crawling up your spine, and to your head, where you always remember every dreadful moment. War is something so unique and spectacular, that it is almost a mystery to the human race. We still explore war and it’s many characteristics, that is why war still exists and will never go away. There’s no meaning of war yet because we still don’t understand it, and there will never be one single clear definition. It’s existed for hundreds of years, yet it’s still something new and fresh that is somewhat unknown to our race.

A life with no pain, is a life not lived to the fullest. We suffer and always find a way to blame someone, yet the only one to blame should be ourselves, for not allowing leeway for reflecting on the good. Pain is different for everyone. Some might experience it through violence or war, and others might experience it from love, or hate, or even just life itself. Healing is a reflection of pain, and that is what needs to be understood to be able to live on, not move on, but to live your actual life, the life you grew up living. We must understand the difference between all pain, whether physical, mental, or emotional. As human beings, we have the right to express our pain, our anger, and our fight to healing. As human beings, we have the right to live.

WORK CITED

"Listening to Voices. An Interview with Veena Das." Interview by Kim Turcot DiFruscia. 2010. Web. 15 Mar. 2016. <http://www.alterites.ca/vol7no1/pdf/71_TurcotDiFruscia_Das_2010.pdf>

Abernethy, Bob. "Interview: Chris Hedges." PBS. PBS, 2003. Web. 15 Mar. 2016. <http://www.pbs.org/wnet/religionandethics/2003/01/31/january-31-2003-interview-chris-hedges/13987/>.
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Identity and Belonging Podcast

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 3 - Block - D on Friday, January 29, 2016 at 12:59 pm
In both my advanced essay and podcast I discussed whether or not a person can change their identity. My goal for the podcast was to get as many interviews as I could and use all those interviews to show the listeners why I believe change doesn't exist. I didn't necessarily want to convince the listeners that I was right and they were wrong, I just wanted them to give another perspective and opinion a chance, and whether they believe me or not, that was up to them. Unfortunately, all my interviews were so great and full of information and stories that I was only able to use two. I made sure that I included the stories of my interviewees so that listeners could connect with them. If listeners can't connect with anything in my podcast, than they wouldn't be compelled to listen to the entire thing. 

The podcast itself took a long time to make, and was very frustrating. I probably listened to each interview five times, and the shortest interview I had was ten minutes, so you could understand my frustration of having to listen to the same thing over and over again for three hours. Next came the deciding factor of whether or not I wanted to use certain information/recording (because I had a lot of good stuff to use). Making a podcast definitely takes patience, and it's a lot of hard work that I was definitely was not anticipating. The final product turned out alright, but I know that I can do much better. The final product wasn't too bad considering it was my first podcast. 
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Advanced Essay #3: The Truth Hurts

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 3 - Block - D on Monday, January 18, 2016 at 7:50 pm
​I started writing this essay with one specific goal, convince the reader that there is no such thing as change. To me, identity is about who you are and who you will become, and through out the years, I have been told that your identity can change, and change is okay. I believed that for a long time, but after many experiences, both good and bad, I have come to a realization that change is only an excuse we use when we don't like the truth. I thought using a very personal experience and a very eye opening introduction scene could at least have the reader understand my point of view. I'm not saying that the reader has to agree, just understand and explore the ideas that I present. 


The Truth Hurts

You see them, staring right at you. They’ve changed, and you can see it. Their smile, more crooked than ever, as if they’re being forced by a puppeteer. They’re still, and so are you, no words, no clear understanding or explanation as to why they chose to become someone they knew they couldn’t handle. It’s destroyed them, but they’re too scared to admit it, so, they lie to you. They’re staring right at you, with nothing but a blank stare that for some reason you seem to understand, ‘Help me, I can’t escape what I have created.’ It scares you, yet you still stay, you stare at them. Why do they look so familiar? It’s time to say goodbye, to let go of the person you once knew and loved. They’re laugh merely became a grin, they’re touch was just like ice, and they’re love, drying up like leaves. You fear them, yet you allow yourself to stay for just a couple more minutes, because you miss them, even though you try to deny it everyday. You stare at them, their eyes, those familiar eyes, lost in what seems to be misery. Help can’t be given, and it hurts, but it’s also the truth. You can’t help them, you can simply just wait and be patient. You’re staring at yourself, right in the mirror.

Change, it’s such a bland word, it’s overused, and slowly losing its meaning. How can someone have an identity, a uniqueness that can only be seen in them, if they’re trying to steal someone else's?Steal, it’s such a dirty word, but it’s the truth. A change occurs because of fear of judgement and disapproval from society. We grew up thinking and being told by many adult figures that society has grown to accept everything and everyone, but I have learned that statement to be untrue. The world hasn’t been more rejectful of a person then they are today. It’s thought that if you don’t think or look the same way as the rest of the world, then you do not belong, so people “change”, become better not for themselves, but for the benefits of others. Does change really exist? Are people capable of change, or is it all just a lie created to fit in a world you think you don’t fit in?


I grew up surrounded by media that advertised the “perfect figure” to little girls. Size 00, make- up everyday, perfect tan, and many more ridiculous things. These advertisements were everywhere, and there was no escape, it was as if it was stalking me, but it didn’t care that I saw it, it wanted to be seen. I saw it very clearly, so clearly, that I began believing all the propaganda behind the “perfect body”, and what I had wasn’t the perfect body. My 13 year old mind was convinced I had follow these demands, or I wouldn’t be accepted into the world I wanted to be in. My 13 year old mind became cautious of every single item I put in my stomach. My innocent 13 year old mind was tangled in a web of lies, and I couldn’t set myself free. I went from size 4 to size 00, I would stand in front of the mirror everyday, and judge myself, the way I thought society was judging me. It became an addiction, and like any addiction, I saw no slowing down anytime soon, but why did I still feel loathed? I was scared and confused, isn’t this what people wanted? I became uncomfortable, shy, dishonest not only with others, but with myself.


To my surprise, I had been caught in a trap like many other people. My body was taken over like ghosts, whispering every intuition they can think of in my ear, and screaming it in my face. There’s no escape to this trap called reality, once you're in it, there’s nothing you can do to set yourself free. Society has imprisoned the minds of the weak. Once in the trap of lost identity, you consider all your mistakes, and accept the fact that you can never be free because there will always be a voice of judgment in the back of your head. All that can be done now, is accepting who you are and who you want to be, reality won’t change, you cannot change. I understand society now, and have accepted the fact that I can never be free from reality, but I can now live in reality knowing that I can overcome all the judgement and shunning.


Chuck Palahniuk, author of Invisible Monsters, describes identity as something fake, “Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.” He’s right, at some point in your life you experience denial, denial of yourself. You refuse to see your beauty and uniqueness, and instead, you focus on the beauty of someone else. You think that’s not enough, you need more, so you focus on another person's beauty. You’ve glued the beauty of other people to yourself, and now you look ridiculous. The pieces are put together incorrectly, and the glue isn’t even strong enough. Not only have you lost your beauty, but no one else can see your beauty anymore because you are hiding behind the scraps of other people. You’re aware of what you have done, and you remove all the pieces, and now you're stuck with the remnants that actually did stick on.


When people “change”, at some point they always find themselves back to who they used to be. It’s hard to accept yourself because fitting in is the only thing people care about. Your veins are filled with determination to push you to be someone you are not, someone you cannot be. Every move you make, every breath you take, it’s watched and judged. What you don’t know is that you can’t change, change is impossible, you can’t be someone else because their identity is created by their past, a past you never had. You might think you are convincing the people around you, but really, all you’re doing is showing them that you would do anything to fit in, proving that you are weak. Soon, you become their puppet, and they take advantage of the power they have against you, because you have allowed them to become your puppeteer. People don’t change, no one can, people just get better at hiding who they truly are and who they want to be. Once the truth comes out, life becomes easier, and acceptance becomes something of the past.


Sources

http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/43717-nothing-of-me-is-original-i-am-the-combined-effort


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Advanced Essay #2: Pure Imagination

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 3 - Block - D on Wednesday, November 25, 2015 at 9:11 am
​For this essay, my goal was to go beyond the question, what is literacy? I wanted to create an essay that not only caught a reader's attention, but was also something that no one else would do or say. I only wrote one scene, that was purposeful, so that my reader could think about his/her memories while reading the essay. My whole essay was about imagination, and I wanted my reader to use their imagination while reading it. Writing this was a bit more difficult because I didn’t know how to explain what I was trying to say. Personally, I don’t think I was able to explain everything I had in mind because 1. it was too much, 2. my thoughts became more complicated while writing the essay. Next time, I’ll make sure to take my time in explaining every single thing that I want explained.


When I was younger, my father would always read to me, every night, before I would go to bed. He would sit on my bed, and I would lay next to him, with my head on his shoulder, which you might think would be for comfort, but in reality, it was so I could just read along. It wasn’t just the story my dad would read me that made me look forward to this nightly event, it was the way he read. He made me imagine and create a world just like the places in the book. It was never just one book though, and that’s what made this so wonderful. Everything he read was my ticket to escape reality. I soon began to imagine my own worlds. I stopped listening to my dad read, because I would just think about my perfect world. My head would no longer rest on his shoulder, and my eyes no longer rested on the pages of the book. It was those nights of reading that helped me fantasize of a world where everything and anything was like a dream. 


I can’t say I don’t fantasize today, because that would just be a complete utter lie, and an ugly one at most. It’s because of literacy that I allow myself to daydream from time to time. It’s because of literacy that I fear less of reality.  It is something so delicate and specific, that if you don’t practice it, you won’t understand anything. Literacy, words, are used as a way to show physical emotion that you are too scared to show on your own. It took me a while to understand that. I would always hide something, or fear to express how I felt. For that reason, I became a shy child, one who refused to go out into the world and explore. Instead, I’d explore in my books. I came to the realization that in most of the books I read, the characters were just like me. They were able to express their emotion, their feeling, in writing, or more to say, the author was able to express their feeling and emotion in writing. I envied them for being able to do that. Personally, I am unable to write the way I intend to. It’s hard to write down who I am, and easier to write about someone else.


Rumer Godden once said “When you learn to read you will be born again...and you will never be quite so alone again.” Literacy is nothing but a way to represent who you are, and who you want to be. You not only gain knowledge about the world, but you also gain knowledge about who you are. There are some people who read and write because they have to, and there are other people who read and write because they have a strong desire, a craving, that can only be fixed with literacy. Once one learns who they are and who they want to be, there’s no stopping them. Those people are the ones that inspire the next generation writers, the next generation of book worms. Literacy inspires people to do the things they once thought to be unimaginable. Literacy is merely just a way to escape. That is why you are never alone. You read a book to imagine yourself completing those desires, you feel as though you’re invincible.


As children we fantasize about a magical world, or at least a world that isn’t ours. We create a world to make us happier than we actually are. Everyone does it at least once in their life. We use our imagination to discover and rediscover ourselves, sometimes without even noticing we have. As we grow up, we lose the capability to create our own perfect worlds. Time becomes of the essence and we become so mature, that our minds tell us only children day dream. Just like that, the world of imagination disappears, and becomes a small memory tucked in the corner of your brain. To me, literacy is like another language, but only one that you can understand. No one can see the world like you, no one can fantasize the world like you, so how will they be able to read and write the world like you? We use literacy as a tool of imagination that helps us escape the hardships and pain of reality.

Digital Video 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4P_OPRLNRfQ

Work Cited
"Quotes About Literacy." Goodreads. N.p., n.d. Web. 19 Nov. 2015. <http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/literacy?page=1>.
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Advanced Essay #1: Lost and Found

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 3 - Block - D on Wednesday, September 30, 2015 at 8:50 am

My goal for this essay was to connect both of my scenes in a way that would paint a clear picture to the person reading it. I wanted to use just enough detail to describe my main idea, which was memories. The thing I did well was being descriptive. I made sure I described everything that could be described, and left no detail unsaid. I feel as though I could of used more advanced words instead of the basic ones I used (ex. bad, good, boring, etc.).


It’s hard to understand oneself and who they are. In society today, you are expected to be resilient, selfless, “perfect”. How can someone know their own identity if they only see the imperfect parts of themselves that society forces them to correct?

All this wraps up into one big question, how can you discover your real self? This is something I like to call, ‘Lost and Found’. When you’re a child, you don’t give a care in the world about what people think of you, because it’s likely that no one cares who you really are, they like you for you, but little did you know that everything you did from birth until now, is what made you into the person you want to be.

It all begins with memories. Memories you reminisce about the most, are the memories that inspire you, memories so good that it would hurt to forget them. You remember specific things because it reminds you of who you were.

I’m in high school, yet I have a detailed recollection of something that happened to me when I was 4.

My brother and I would always wake up at the same time every Sunday, and run to my parents room, filled with yellow bright light and warm air. We would jump on their tattered bed and my dad would reach into his vintage nightstand and pull out a small box covered in words I couldn’t read or understand at a young age.

“Burro!” we would all yell in synchronization, and we would circle up on top of the bed, and begin our weekly card game of ‘Donkey’, or ‘Burro’ in Spanish.

I remember that moment, not only because it frequently occurred, but because it reminds me of the fun I used to have as a kid. There wasn’t a single moment as a child where I wasn’t doing something entertaining, something where I would laugh and make other people laugh with mel. I grew up, and everything changed. My laughter and energy became dull. My stories became tedious and worn out, so I stopped telling them, and the untold stories got lost amongst my teenager thoughts. I was different, I became quiet and independent. I had lost myself and had no intention to search for what had vanished.

Years later I made a bold decision to start running, and little did I know that I would have a great appreciation for it.

I had started my first race, and I was running so slow, that I might as well have been walking. Men with rainbow tutus ran passed me, children with legs as long as my arms ran passed me. Mile 4 and I wasn’t getting any faster. Mile 6, I’m almost there. There were big houses next to me with people screaming out the window, “You can do it!” I know they weren’t specifically talking to me, but it was those words, those people who decided they’d cheer on sweaty stinky strangers just because they wanted to, that simple act of kindness is what pushed me the last 4 miles.

Those people didn’t even know who I was, and they smiled at me and patted me on the back. It was at that moment that I realized, who was I fooling? I didn’t want to look back at my adolescence and regret everything I had done or didn’t do. I had lost myself for years, but one single moment, one single gesture from a stranger, pushed me to get out of a dark and lonely pit I had put myself in years ago. I didn’t care how the world saw me, I cared about how I saw myself. Some people may think memories are useless and a waste of time, but I think, memories are what makes each and every person unique in their own beautiful way. It’s horrible losing something so important to who you are, and one should only be grateful that they were able to find it, because some people never do. It’s easier to lose something, what’s complicated, is finding it, and I was lucky enough to find it.


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Climate Change Monologue Project

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in World History - Block - C on Sunday, October 5, 2014 at 8:35 pm

​In this unit in World History we discussed about the global issue of climate change. We read many articles and heard about many opinions concerning the issue, and even talked about our own opinions toward climate change. We learned about protests concerning this issue, and even read stories about how climate change is affecting people all around the world. All the characters in my monologues have the same opinion, climate change is bad and something needs to be done, but they all have different perspectives. There's a scientist whose opinion is ignored, a boy whose home was destroyed by a hurricane and flood, and a bird who lives next to a factory. I wanted to show how people think differently in different situations, yet still share the same general idea, that climate change is bad.



Monologue #1:

The Scientist


(The scientist arrives to his home from a meeting in the White House. The year is 2012.)


What do they mean they help the world by created this XL pipeline. They’re ruining the environment, they could kill people. Okay, yes this would create lots of jobs, but people could die making this pipeline and many people will lose their jobs because once the pipeline is finished, it will be doing their work for them. And what if one day there’s a leak in the pipeline, what then? It could happen, and I warned them. 7 billion dollars, why even waste that much money on something that might not even work, stupidity that’s what it is. Use those 7 billion dollars for something that will help your country, the environment. “We’re only considering this plan, we haven’t agreed to it yet” CONSIDERING! They called me to ask for my scientific opinion and I gave it to them loud and clear...maybe a little too loud. Use that money to help for the climate change issues, that’s what I would do. I mean not just the issue of climate change, but the millions of people who have been affected from it. This year, more than 31.7 million people had to leave their homes because of severe floods and storms. Help those families, you have shelter, they don’t. There have been so many hurricanes these days, now I’m not saying that climate change is affecting hurricanes, but when I gathered with some other scientists the other day, we saw a trend. All this talk is making me hungry.

(He pours himself a bowl of cereal and milk).

Then they have the freakin guts to ask me why do I even think climate change could be affecting hurricanes. So I started to explain the basics of how a hurricane works, and of course I explain it like they’re little kids, because that’s what they seemed like, huh, they should leave me to the science, I’ll leave them to the politics, it’s not like they’re doing a good job. Anyway, I explained to them that a hurricane is like a engine, smart right. The temperature between the sea and the air above it is like the fuel for the engine, and the warm air near the surface of the sea, rises to the cold air above it. Once a little bit of the warm air goes up to the cold air, more and more of that warm air begins to go up. That warm air condenses creating clouds that produces and releases warm heat that makes the hurricane process go even quicker. As more of that warm air goes up, the earth since it rotates, helps the mixed cold air and warm air move around, and then everything starts to spin. The warmer the sea, the warmer the air above it gets, and the difference between the cold air and the warm air is bigger, making the hurricane bigger, and then BOOM, they interrupt me. They asked me to explain what I mean. I needed to explain the hurricane process to them for them to understand me. I've been a scientist for 19 years, and never has my work and research, not even my opinions and facts been second guessed, none the less, by people who don’t understand science.

(Takes a bite of his cereal)

I tried to explain to them after the interruption, that we can help with climate change, and agreeing to this pipeline isn't going to help. I told them there are two climate change threats, one is created by human vulnerability to dangerous weather, and the other by human actions. And then POW, they interrupt me again (speaks in a deeper voice trying to sound like the government), “That’s not a fact, it’s your opinion, and we only asked for your opinion on the pipeline, nothing else.” I try to explain to them that humans are the reason for most of this climate change and that most of it could be prevented. And just like that, they kick me out, saying that I’m useless, and I better get my mind straight when I come in for work tomorrow. The only reason I’m going to work tomorrow is because they pay me darn good money.

(Door to his house open).

Hi honey was your day better than mine?



Monologue #2:

The Lost Boy


(A red cross disaster shelter)


Hey mom. I was wondering if I could leave this place and go for a walk outside. I can’t stand it in here, there are too many people, and it smells like dirty old socks because nobody could save any of their things after the...the… incident. I know I’m over reacting, but it’s true, this shelter isn't our home, and I miss home. I just need some fresh air and a walk to clear up my mind. Please! Mom! Please?! Thank you! It’ll be quick, I PROMISE. Bye, I love you too. (Opens door).

Ahhh, it’s nice to be able to breathe, I've been in there for weeks. (A box a couple feet from the boy starts moving) What’s that?! (Lifts box and finds a dog under it) Oh, haha, did you get stuck there buddy. It’s okay, I’ll keep you safe. If you lived with me before, you wouldn't have been safe you know. Hey, you know what? My mom told me that I should probably talk to someone about what’s happened to me, about the incident. She was never specific on who I should talk to, so I’ll talk to you, and you don’t seem to be running away from me, so I know you’ll be listening.

My old home was destroyed by a stupid hurricane. I don’t even have a new home, not yet at least. I have nothing left either. I wish I were like you, you don’t have to wear clothes. I have three pairs of clothes, I've been wearing this pair for six days now, and I have no clean underwear left. You know, it’s only me and my mom. I’m an only child, and my dad was never found after the hurricane. There was a flood too, which is why we haven’t gone back yet to go through our… well it’s not a home anymore, so I guess I could say… uhhhhh….. property? Yeah yeah that’s a good word to use, property. I've never had a dog before. My parents always told me it was a lot of work, but you’re a good dog, you’re a good boy! (The boy rubs the dogs stomach)

I want people to understand that even though climate change is bad, for example hurricanes, the results of it are equally as bad. They've never been affected by it, and they say the government doesn't do anything about it. Well guess what, they don’t do anything either. All they do is march up and down streets, yelling and screaming hoping that their actions and demands will get them what they want. It makes them seem like spoiled brats. You know what buddy, after college, I’m going to start my own organization. One that raises money for the people affected by disasters, or any type of climate change. I’m going to organize marches, but ones that have meaning. We’re going to march until something is done. Yeah that’s what I’m going to do, I’m going to change the world, I’m going to change peoples lives!

Anyway back to the disaster. My mom and I were hiding in our attic, my dad wasn't with us though because when we went up to the attic, we heard a woman scream. My dad decided to go see what was the matter. He said he’d be right back… he promised… he promised (Tears start coming down the boys face). My parents prepared for the hurricane for days. They brought blankets and clothes and food up to the attic, so my mom and I stayed up there for three days, until we heard our neighbor outside our house. The blinds were closed the entire time, so we never knew what it really looked like outside. The water was right under the window of the attic. How crazy is that?! Our neighbor said that we wouldn't get help for two more days because of all the damage, there was no way to get to us. He had a canoe, and told us he was leaving to stay somewhere more safe out of the city where there was no damage and that we should tag along. We weren't allowed to take too much, or the canoe would sink. Heh my dad always told me that you can never take too much, guess my dad wasn't the brightest man (Boy looks down to the ground, then back to the dog).

Are you really listening? (Dog barks) Haha. I still don’t understand though. The weather was beautiful all week before the hurricane, and it’s like it came out of no where. Some of the houses on my street were just gone, destroyed, disappeared… gone. I’m going to call you Buddy, because right now, you’re my friend, you and my mom are all I have left. You know, I haven’t talked to anyone about the incident, not even my mom. We try to talk about anything but that, because talking about just reminds us of all we have lost. Oh, that’s my mom. C’mon Buddy, my mom’s calling me and I want you to meet her. You must be hungry, c’mon boy! (The dark barks and follows boy).



Monologue #3:

Life in a Dark Hole


(Two birds sitting on a tree branch next to a factory)


Hey Jack, do you want to move. The smoke is making me sick. I know if we move we’ll fly right into the smoke, I’m not stupid. What I’m saying is that we’d be around less smoke on the other side of the factory. I know mom is not here, I can see that. Not being able to fly shouldn't be an excuse Jack. Mom doesn't have to teach us how to fly, how hard can it be. Just flap your wings up and down, and BOOM, you fly. No, I’m not going to go first, you try first! It was my idea to go to a more comfortable place, so that means you go first. What do you mean it’s not a good excuse, it’s a great excuse. Look, the reason mom leaves so much and so far is because the worms and bugs are all gone and dead here because of all the bad chemicals this thing produces in the air and ground. Don’t you want to finally be able to eat well, and fly yourself to any place you want. I want to be free and not stuck here, especially with a whiny bird. It’s hard to tweet when we’re here because when I open my beak, all the smoke goes into my tiny body. Smoke surrounds us 24/7. I don’t even know why mom decided to lay the eggs here. What do you mean she was in a hurry. Ugh, sometimes it’s difficult to talk to you, did you know that. Of course you didn't.

We need to get out of here, not just for ourselves, but for other animals. Remember last week, we saw those two squirrels come under the fence and up this tree? Do you remember what happened to them Jack? They suffocated! That smoke killed them. Either there’s too much, or there’s something in that smoke that is dangerous, who knows, it could be both those things. It’s a miracle we’re still alive! All the animals have to be warned to not come near this area. Think of it, we’d be heroes for saving so many lives! Heroes!

Okay how about this. We can either die because of the smoke, or trying to go to safety. No Jack, that was great reasoning! We’ll come back for mom, don’t worry. It’s time for us to start a life where the sun shines bright and the sky isn't dark. We need a break from this dark hole, and how do you know that you can’t fly if you haven’t tried yet. Please Jack! Think of it like this. When mom sees that we taught ourselves to fly, she’d be so proud of us and you’ll still be mommy’s little bird, don’t worry. You’ll do it? Yes! Fine I’ll do it on your condition, together.  Ready, on three. One, two, three….


Below is a video of my third monologue, "Life in a Dark Hole".



Monologue #3: Life in a Dark Hole from Hanna Dunakin on Vimeo.

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Periodic Table Project

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Bio-Chem 9 - Sherif - C on Thursday, June 12, 2014 at 8:58 am
​The most intriguing project that I did was the Periodic Table project. 

Inquiry: I wanted to learn about the element I was assigned which was silicon. I wanted to know where it came from, what it’s used for, and who discovered it.

Research: I did a lot of research on the internet, and created a Google Doc to organize the information I found. 

Collaboration: Although I did work independently on this project, I did get to learn what my fellow classmates had learned on their elements.

Presentation: I had done so much research on my element, that if anybody asked me about it, I could answer them in a very detailed and informative way. 

Reflection: If I had to redo this assignment, I don’t think I would change anything I did.

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Global Poverty Part Three

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 1 - Dunn - A on Friday, May 30, 2014 at 9:17 am

Hello everyone!


This is my third and final blog post for my You and the World (YATW) project. Just a quick summary, if you haven’t read my previous posts. In my first post I introduced my issue of global poverty. I wanted to focus on a specific topic in my first blog post concerning global poverty which was global hunger and its effects on children and adults today. The UN Millenium goals were introduced, one of the goals being to decrease global hunger and poverty by half by 2015. An organization called Heifer International was also introduced in my first blog. They believe in something called the 12 cornerstones, which they accomplish by giving families in need heifers. In my second post I talked about my trip to Ecuador, and how I helped the families in need there, and what I experienced throughout this trip. In this post I am going to talk about my class presentation, an interview I had with someone who works in the Heifer International Organization, and how you can help.


My experience in Ecuador was one I will never forget. The joy and laughter when kids were given toys. The tears that rushed out of the eyes of the parents as they saw their children so excited and energetic for the first time in a long time. Words cannot describe the things I saw, but I wanted to share what I’ve done, I wanted people to see what I saw and become aware of this issue. I created a slideshow with pictures from my trip, and tried my best to describe each and every one of them to my audience. My goal was to inform people of the world we live in now, and that everyone can do something to make it better. I explained to my audience the purpose of my trip, which was give toys, food, and clothes to the families in need from 6 towns that were high up in the mountains. We drove trucks filled with all the items, and it took the entire day, from 7 A.M. to 5 P.M. to go to each town. My family does this every year around Christmas, and I was lucky enough to join them this year. I wanted everyone to know that while everyone might celebrate Christmas differently, my family and I wanted to give families we visited, a holiday experience that they might not have had before. My presentation goal was to not only inform people of what I did, but to encourage everyone that little things like what I did in Ecuador, can be a huge impact on someone or something else.

Click here for my presentation video, and to see my slideshow, click here.


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Here I am giving my YATW

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YATW presentation.


I became very interested in the Heifer International Organization and wanted to learn a little more about their work. I wrote an email to Donna Kilpatrick, the Livestock Manager of the organization, and asked her a few questions, which she answered with great detail. Currently there are 2.8 billion people who live with an income of less than two dollars per day. Heifer International has helped 20.7 million families, this brings 94.5 million men, women, and children they have helped thus far. Now, if one little organization can help this amount of people, imagine hundreds, even thousands of these organizations, poverty would be decreased greatly. Heifer International also has an educational program where people can visit their farm, and learn about what they do to help decrease poverty, and how they do it. They want to teach people about what it’s like to live in poverty and encourage them to take action. I personally went to their farm three years ago, where I spent three days in their educational program. I was given a tour and was able to experience the lower class lifestyles that so many people live in today. I recommend paying Heifer International a visit because it is an experience like no other. If you’d like to know more about my interview with Donna, please click here.


By now, I hope you’re asking yourself, What can I do? Well, if you are, then that is a great question. There are so many things you can do, such as, start an organization, organize a fundraiser, travel to a poor town and help the them build things that are needed. There are hundreds of things that can be done! There are people who need your help, whether it’s little help, or huge help, because remember, every little step, is one step closer in decreasing poverty. We want to help the UN get to their goal to decrease poverty by half between 1990 and 2015 with people who get an income of less than one dollar per day. Why help? Well approximately 2.6 million children die each year because of hunger-related causes. 2.6 million children who can’t grow up and accomplish their dreams. 2.6 million children who can’t experience the world like you and me. 2.6 million children who can’t laugh and play, and live life to its finest. In 2008, 9 million children died before their fifth birthday because of hunger and malnourishment. We’re losing our next generation because we can’t fill their stomachs. Our next leaders, doctors, scientists, they're dying. Parents are suffering and working hard everyday to provide for their family. Some die because of too much hard work, and some suffer seeing their children suffer. Is that convincing?  


Thank you, for reading, and I would like to thank Donna Kilpatrick for taking a little of her time to allow me to interview her, Ms. Dunn for guiding me through this entire process, and DuBois for taking pictures during my presentation.

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Negative Space Drawing and Cut Out Reflection

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Art - Freshman - Hull - b2 on Friday, May 23, 2014 at 11:29 am
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Negative space is the empty space around the subject​ of the drawing. It creates the object of the drawing called positive space. In my cut out, the negative space is different in both halves. On the left half, the green is the negative space, and on the right half, the purple is the negative space. In the cut out, the negative space, in each half, creates a half of a house, fence, cloud, and grass. In the drawing, I colored the negative space is in pencil, leaving the positive space to be the color of the paper (white). The negative space created a table containing two stools, and a flower pot on top of it, and a wire hanging above it. It helps an artist to see in negative space because it creates a more accurate and detailed drawing. Negative space is useful when creating art because it helps the art pop out more, because of its accuracy and detail. It makes the image more interesting and pleasing to the eye.  
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Final Perspective Drawing - Red 2014

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Art - Freshman - Hull - b2 on Saturday, April 19, 2014 at 10:02 pm
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​a. While doing this drawing, I learned that being exact is necessary. If one line is missing, or not in the right angle, the entire drawing is messed up. I also learned that using the vanishing point helps you to make your drawing three dimensional. 

b. Learning these things made my drawing better because I learned to take my time and be patient. If you stress out, then your drawing doesn't come out the way you want it to. 

c. If I could do this drawing again, I think I would try to take a better picture to guide me through my drawing. I took my picture while the class was full, and it was a little crooked, so I had to guess a little bit. 

d. My advice is to take your time, because if you rush, it will turn out the opposite of what you wanted. Also, make sure your ruler does not have any dents because your lines won't be straight. Last of all, don't expect this perspective drawing to be perfect (if its your first drawing ever). No matter how hard you work, there will always be mistakes. Practice makes perfect!

e. Ms. Hull helped me a lot. She taught me how to find the exact middle of the page so I could draw my vanishing point. Her slide was also very helpful. She did a step-by-step slideshow of the perspective drawing. I understood everything, and it made my drawing easier to do.
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Global Hunger and Poverty: Part Two

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 1 - Dunn - A on Sunday, March 2, 2014 at 11:18 pm

Hello Everyone!


If you read my first blog post you know that my You and the World (YATW) project is about global hunger and poverty. I talked about two organizations who have been trying to reduce the number of families in hunger and poverty. They also encourage people from all around the world to join them in their journey. Although both organizations are using different strategies to accomplish their goal, they won’t give up until the amount of global poverty is decreased. If you’d like to learn more about these organizations, please click on the links below.

Heifer International

UN Millenium Goals


After writing my first blog post, I took a short trip to Ecuador. Every Christmas, my family in Ecuador go up to the mountains where there are lots of poor towns. They bring food, toys, and clothes to give to the families. My family believes that it is better to give people in need something they can use efficiently, something they know that will help them, instead of money. The reason for this is because we don’t know what they will do with the money, they could use the money for something they don’t need.


I went with my family for the first time this year, and the experience was like no other. We drove to five different towns. Toys were given out to the children, clothes were given out to adults and children, and this year we gave out candy and crackers to everyone. Some of the towns were big, and some of the towns were small. There were at least a hundred people in two towns, and there were 20-40 people in other towns. The houses were all hand made with stone or mud, and the schools were all just one room. Each town had a church, and the church in each town, was the largest building.


While researching this topic, I thought I knew everything there was to know about this issue, but nobody will ever know everything about anything. I learned so much from my trip and experience. I got to meet people who are struggling with poverty. People who try really hard to keep their families healthy. Mothers who would do anything to see a smile on their child's face. There were lots of kids who weren’t attending school when I was there, instead, they were working or taking care of their siblings.


When we arrived, every child in the town would run up to the car and peek inside. They saw the toys and jumped up and down in excitement. Each and every child waited patiently for their toy, and when they got one, they opened it; their patience getting weaker and weaker. And finally, they were able to open that toy, their expressions after that, are indescribable. I’ve never seen somebody so happy, it was amazing! Some parents cried, and others laughed, others just smiled, because their children were smiling. Candy and clothes were given out as well. We made goodie bags that had crackers and candy. The first thing that was eaten (by almost everyone) when the bag was opened, were the crackers, and the candy was saved for later. We made sure everyone got clothes and shoes. Some people didn’t have warm clothes for those unexpected cold days, or an extra pair of dry clothes for the days that rained. We also gave out shoes that could be worn in any weather, most people wore sandals, or worn out shoes.


I will never completely understand this issue, no matter how much I try to. I don’t know how it feels to be in their situation. As much as want to understand, I can’t, but that doesn’t stop me from helping. Poverty and hunger are global issues, which means people from all around the world should be helping to decrease it. Join an organization, or start your own organization, or even help out at a soup kitchen. Every little thing matters, every little step is one step closer to help decrease poverty. What really leaves me wondering though is, does there have to be a goal? For example the UN has a goal to decrease poverty by half from 1990 to 2015. Will they stop there though, or will they keep on going. Poverty and hunger can’t go away just like that. Awareness of this issue has to be brought to the attention, people have to keep on helping because there will always be something to do.


Not only will I keep on helping, but I will be sure to bring awareness to this issue. I am going to create a presentation for my classmates and explain to them what I’ve been doing these past couple weeks. I’m going to show them what I got to see during my trip, and I’m going to explain what I did, and what they can do to help.


Thank you for reading and stay tuned for my next post!


Fieldwork Photos

Annotated Bibliography
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Media Fluency Hanna Dunakin

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Technology- Freshmen - Hull - b1 on Monday, January 6, 2014 at 10:06 pm
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My slide is a little different than it was before. First I get rid of the cookie because I was told that the cookie made no sense in my slide. I learned that not every blank space in a slide has to be filled, that sometimes just one picture explains it all. To put more color in the slide, I changed the color of the quote from black to yellow, so it would match the color of the paint on the road, and it would pop out a little bit too. To make the picture more exciting I also but the quote inside the road and shaped it in the road as well making it look like paint from the road. I thank everyone who gave me suggestions for my slide and for teaching me about media fluency. I enjoyed this unit very much and I'm very proud of my final product (slide). Everyone should learn about media fluency because it helps get rid of the detail you don't need, and it teaches you that one image can say a lot. I hope to learn more in the future. Thank you!
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World Hunger

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in English 1 - Dunn - A on Monday, December 16, 2013 at 10:30 pm

Hello!

My name is Hanna Dunakin and I go to Science Leadership Academy in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I am in Ms. Dunn’s English 1 class. Ms. Dunn recently introduced a new project called “You and the World” (YATW). We are supposed to pick an issue in the world that interests us and we believe is important. During the project we also have to find a way to help the issue we chose, and make people aware of it. You can volunteer, donate, create an organization, make a blog, or anything you think could help.


World hunger and Poverty have always been a interest of mine. My mother has always tried to help the people in need by buying them clothes, food, and during Christmas, toys for kids in need.  Although both hunger and poverty are important issues, hunger is part of poverty. I want my project to be about a specific issue, instead of a general issue.


Nearly 870 million people suffer from undernourishment in the world, that’s one in eight! 852 million of those people live in developing countries, which is 15 percent of the population in those countries. 100 million children under the age of five suffers from hunger and underweight. Each year it has been estimated that nearly 10.9 million children die, at least five million of those 10.9 million die because of malnutrition. This is our future generation dieing. Who knows, our next president could of been part of that group. What if person/s who could of found a cure for cancer, or a solution to immensely decrease the rate of world hunger, died in that group? We could do so much more than what we are doing now. Sometimes I even wonder, do people really know how serious and dangerous this issue is?


Hunger is usually described as starving or lack of food for a couple hours and you need a snack. Hunger is not that simple. The definition of chronic hunger, from http://www.worldhunger.org/, is:


Hunger is a term which has three meanings (Oxford English Dictionary 1971)

  • the uneasy or painful sensation caused by want of food; craving appetite. Also the exhausted condition caused by want of food

  • the want or scarcity of food in a country

  • a strong desire or craving


This is a very important issue because it’s not getting the attention it deserves. There are walks, runs, and fundraisers for issues like, childhood cancer (or cancer in general), AIDS, diabetes, etc. but there aren’t any for World Hunger. Although there are organizations that conduct fundraisers to collect canned food and toys for the people in need, it’s not enough. In reality hunger kills more people than AIDS, Malaria, and tuberculosis combined! I’m not saying I don’t care about the people who suffer from these illnesses, because I do. What I’m trying to say is, if hunger is a bigger world issue than three world issues combined, maybe hunger should get at least the same amount of scrutiny.  


The UN (United Nations) has started something called the Millennium Development Goals. It is a series of goals concerning world hunger. For example, obliterate extreme poverty and hunger in the world, decrease child mortality, and many other goals that the UN hopes to accomplish by 2015. Is that enough time to accomplish all the goals they have set, including the goal for poverty and hunger? The goals can be found in the United Nations website. Below there’s an infographic of the UN world hunger and poverty goal:


The UN is bringing awareness to this issue. They set a

goal that they hope to accomplish by 2015.


There is another organization called Heifer International where you can donate money to give a family in need a heifer, goat, or water buffalo. The reason a family gets an animal and not money is because these animals give the families something called the 12 Cornerstones. This is better than money because it gives families immediate help. They wouldn’t have to spend lots of money on their own animals because the animals given to them are donated. If they got money they would buy food and clothes because it would be the only affordable thing for them. With animals they can get nutrition and clothes for no cost. Heifer International works in 36 countries and have helped 20.7 million families so far. Imagine the number of people they have helped.


There need to be more organizations like Heifer International and the UN Millenium Goals if we truly want to bring awareness to this issue. Runs and walks should be organized to raise money for organizations like Heifer. Families need something they can hold on to, something to raise their standard of living during the long term. Money can’t do that which is why the Heifer organization is a great example of what we should be doing. Setting goals always helps people to push harder so that they can accomplish it. That’s why the UN made a goal to fight against hunger and poverty. A man named Rob Rhinehart came up with a simple idea for a solution that could decrease the amount of hunger in the world. Small steps like these turn into huge steps by the end. These are things that the entire world should be doing. 870 million people need our help. Future generations need our help. World hunger needs to be eradicated!


Stay tuned for my next post!


UN Goal

Facts

About Heifer International

Bibliography


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Media Fluency

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Technology- Freshmen - Hull - b1 on Wednesday, December 11, 2013 at 7:43 am
My slide is a never ending road and a cookie as a sun. I thought it would be boring if I just put a road and a sun. It would show that I put no thought in it, so I had to think of something else. The thing I had to think about was something that produced light and energy. Immediately I thought of a cookie. A cookie can bring out the energy of a person and the energy of a person can lighten a room, with laughter, smiles, or even more energy. I used the rule of the thirds by putting the road diagonally so it can be balanced through out the entire slide. For the cookie to look like a sun, I put it in the left hand corner, because I didn't want to crowd up the right hand side. I put the quote on the top left instead of the right corner because the right was already full with the road, and the left had a bigger space than the right. I learned about the rule of thirds and how it can effect a slide and how important it is to use it correctly. I also learned that every detail is important because every little detail, whether it's right or wrong, can be criticized and noticed. 
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My Home Network

Posted by Hanna Dunakin in Technology- Freshmen - Hull - b1 on Monday, November 25, 2013 at 7:23 am
The diagram I made shows how the internet works in my house. The internet comes from a converter that's located in my basement. A cable that is connected to the converter box goes through my house to the second floor where the Wi-Fi box is located and connected to the computer box. All our devices connects to that Wi-Fi and we are able to get a connection from anywhere in our house. Our internet provider is Verizon Fios. We made this diagram to have a clear explanation on how the internet works in our household and in general. We will also do further research on this topic in the future.
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