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BMQ4 _ Globalization

Posted by Martha Robles on Saturday, June 8, 2013 at 2:27 am
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Capstone - Mini Documentary : My Cultura

Posted by Martha Robles in Capstone - Herman on Friday, May 31, 2013 at 7:32 pm
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Podcast Number 2 ( 3 minute )

Posted by Martha Robles in Statistics - Miles on Thursday, May 30, 2013 at 2:01 pm
​Our second 3 minute podcast. 
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Martha R. Olivia S. Maggie L.

Posted by Martha Robles in Statistics - Miles on Wednesday, May 22, 2013 at 10:19 pm
​We like to be difficult so.....

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BMQ3 BRAZIL

Posted by Martha Robles on Tuesday, April 23, 2013 at 12:30 pm
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BMQ3_Brazil

Posted by Martha Robles in Globalization - Herman on Saturday, March 23, 2013 at 2:30 pm
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With love to Philly.

Posted by Martha Robles in Storytelling - Rami on Wednesday, February 13, 2013 at 10:41 pm
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To the city that heard me speak my first words in english. To the city that heard my cry for help. To the city that was able to give me a new outlook on what changes were. To the city that gave me my father back. To my diverse Philly. To the streets that felt me run. To the corner stores that saw me grow up. To the busy city lights that heard my laugh. To my Unique Philly. To the young children running around the corner on hot summer days. To the mini hondas roaring engines. To the splashes of fire hydrants in the hood. To my Loud Philly. To the beautiful late night firework shows at Penns Landing. To the busy streets of center city. To the LOVE statue in the middle of what is true life. To my extravagant Philly. To my my colorful city. To my crazy city. To my happy city. With love to Philly

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Food Benchmark

Posted by Martha Robles in Science and Society - Best on Saturday, January 26, 2013 at 9:30 am
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Self Reflection : 

 In the spot we are now as a society we are pressured into thinking that eating greens and being healthy is the only way to if you want to live longer. However that is countered by the daily reminder of how “amazing” fast food is. So how are we supposed to react to this? So are we suppose to fall prey to those daily advertisements of that perfect juicy burger, with a side of crispy French fries, and a fresh cool soda on the side? How is it that we are so pressured into finding healthy ways to eat and live when we aren’t able to get away from those type of advertisements. Are we really the ones who are supposed to just learn to say no? Or are we going to always put up that healthy diet for next week?

 Even though people like to blame those advertisements I think that what you put in your mouth, chew, and swallow is all up to you. Nobody is forcing you to eat fat, greasy foods. You are the one choosing to ignore all the side effects that all those meals will give you over time. In the end you are only really hurting yourself right? So why blame others for what you choose to do or eat? Now, I’m not saying that eating fast food is the worst thing in the world or that you shouldn’t eat it at all. All Im saying is that if you’re going to eat it constantly you shouldn’t blame advertisements. You should be able to realize that if you want to live a healthy lifestyle it is up to you to make those healthy choices.

 With this I feel like I myself need to change my choices on the different types of foods I eat. Even though my mom cooks home cooked meals every night I still choose to sometimes order out. So this goes to show that it will always be up to you to make your own choices and that even though those not so healthy choices will be up in your way you should be strong enough to say no and take the healthy route. I think that once I’m able to do that for a majority of the time then I will be able to live the healthy life. 

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Supreme Court Cases

Posted by Martha Robles in American Government - Herman on Thursday, January 24, 2013 at 7:35 pm
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Photograph Set - Martha Robles

Posted by Martha Robles in Sexuality and Society in Literature - Dunn on Sunday, December 9, 2012 at 4:53 pm

For this creative project I decided to branch out and create a photoset with all original concepts and photos by me. The concept of all 4 photos is that of displaying different emotions through color. As seen the pictures aren’t all very straightforward when it comes to connecting them to themes, which was the main purpose of this. I didn’t want these photos to only be seen one way but to have different meanings to them. I also wanted to present something that I knew would capture both the book and the movie but also more than just one character from both. What better way to do this than by using photography?

I think that a big aspect of this was being able to not only capture in through my eye but to be able to display what I saw in order for others to understand. I really enjoyed the process of this because as a whole I really enjoy photography and displaying more than just a pretty picture through it. Even though my finished product was something that I'm really proud of I think that steps to it were a bit stressful. It got hard once it was time to shoot. I had trouble being able to focus,even though I could have used auto focus I tried to keep it all manual in order to make it a learning experience. I also saw myself having trouble when it came to picking which pictures to display. Even though it's only 4 pictures I ended up taking at least 40 of each, which in the end only made it harder for me. Even though this process was hard I really enjoyed it and the coming up of the concepts of using colors since that was also used in the movie. In the end I wouldn't change anything about it. 


“Oh What’s Another Ten Pounds ” – JUNO

            Through out the movie Juno to me was on a journey. The journey to find her true emotions. Through out the movie she faced various challenges that deep down inside affected her. As seen on the photograph there are various colors displayed. Starting from Black, Royal Blue, Tan/Orange, Green, and finally pink. All these colors representing a side of Juno present through out the movie. Also as you can see the colors that are most seen are pink and green while all the others are in the shadows. I did this to show that no matter what she went through in the end she was able to find that balance in order for her to trust Paulie and let their love blossom.

 

Black – Protection 

She used both Mark and Vanessa as protection from the reality of her being a teen mom, Not only that but I feel like she used in order to start cutting ties with Paulie.

Blue – Security

This happened when she knew how much Vanessa wanted to have a baby. This gave her security to know that maybe things would be okay at least with her baby because she was giving it to someone who would love and give it everything that she believes she can’t.

 

Tan/ Orange – Courage 

I fee like Juno somehow got the courage to not care what people thought of her or what they saw. She only cared about being able to give Vanessa what she needed. She was able to stay afloat for quite sometime.

 

Green – Healing 

I think this happened once she knew that it wasn’t about Vanessa and Mark, but about Vanessa and giving her the gift of motherhood. It was about being able to understand that not everything lasts forever but that she shouldn’t just let Paulie go like that.

 

Pink – Happy/Sense Of Well Being/ Romance

 This finally came when she realized what her and Paulie really had. She was able to let go of those past ghosts and move on because she honestly wanted to be happy and wanted Paulie to be by her side.

“ Thou Hast Escaped Me! “ – Chillingworth

Orange - Success  

 This photograph is more of a contradiction. Through out the book all Chillingworth wanted was success. However in the end we all know that’s not what he got. Which is why in the photo the emotion being displayed by the little kid is anger. He wasn’t able to succeed which is why in the end he died. He died because he drowned himself so much in his revenge that in the end when it was all over he no longer had anything to live for.

 

“My Little Pearl” – Dimmesdale

Red - Strength /Blood 
In this photo we see a pearl necklace covered in red. The pearls not only representing little pearl but also representing Hester Prynne. It is also covered in red because red stands for strength and blood. He shed so much blood because of the strength he had to keep it all a secret even though in the end it was all thrown out the window. He ended up giving up his own secret to the people of puritan Boston. He was no longer able to hold in therefore killing himself in the end, hence the red for blood. The pearls also representing the forever link he had to both Hester and Pearl even if he had kept it all a secret.

 

“Aww, It Kind Of Does ” – Vanessa

Orange - Ignorance
In this case the orange in the picture stands for ignorance. The ignorance and neglect she had towards he marriage. She drowned herself in wanting the baby that she completely forgets how to be a wife to Mark. She only focused on what Vanessa needed and what Vanessa wanted that in the end she destroyed her marriage. She was left alone. Even though she ended up still keeping the baby, I think that if she wouldn’t have been so observed in wanting a baby then maybe her marriage would have been saved. 

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Training Day Analysis

Posted by Martha Robles in Digital Video -Senior - Herman on Thursday, November 22, 2012 at 4:24 pm
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The Shining Film Analysis

Posted by Martha Robles in Digital Video -Senior - Herman on Thursday, November 22, 2012 at 2:18 pm
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FINAL BM Quarter 1

Posted by Martha Robles in American Government - Herman on Friday, November 16, 2012 at 2:56 am
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Political Cartoon Analysis

Posted by Martha Robles in American Government - Herman on Wednesday, September 19, 2012 at 6:17 pm
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Do We Still Need The Patriot Act ?

Posted by Martha Robles on Tuesday, September 18, 2012 at 2:29 pm
In my opinion the Patriot Act has aspects in it where yeah it can prevent future attacks. However I do believe that some parts of the act aren't as clear as they should be. In "A Vital Weapon" Nathan A. Sales says that the agents are using tools that police officers have used for decades. Does this mean that all this time we suffer the risk of the government just being able to listen in our private conversations? Maybe so, in all honesty I think that people who are Pro the Patriot Act just want to make it seem as if there is nothing wrong with it. When in reality there are a lot of loose ends that need to be revised. In the same post it also said that "Agents can monitor a terrorist even if they havent yet found evidence he belongs to a foreign terrorist organization". How is it possible for these agents to just monitor someones daily lives and ways of communications without having any evidence that they are a threat? This to me is one of the biggest reasons why the patriot act needs to be looked over throughly to fix this loose end. In the end its all about being able to convince the judge, and that to me seems unfair. Shouldn't you be able to prove something with that big of a deal.

In "Too Many Needless Provisions" there was a case linked where agents requested the name of people who checked out a biography of Osama Bin Laden. When I read over the article it seemed so crazy for agents to ask for that type of information. Not ask but demand at that. How would checking out a biography of Osama Bin Laden make you a threat, why demand that type of information. Why violate peoples rights in such ways without having a structured reason why? Other point that I found interesting was why should people sacrifice freedom for safety. Not even, just because they are basically stalking people who are "threats" doesn't guarantee that we will be more safe. Sure it has helped in some ways, but the measures taken are a bit out of wack to me.


I also think that overall the Patriot Act is a way to jeopardize our constitution. It violates our privacy, something we shouldn't have to worry about.After finding out about this this whole act im even kinds freaked out just talking on the phone. What if someone is listening on in my conversation what if someone ever just knows my every move. I know it kind of is being dramatic but the whole thought of agents and the government being able to actually do this to other people freaks me out. 
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Enemy Of The State

Posted by Martha Robles on Friday, September 14, 2012 at 3:01 pm
I had never watched the movie enemy of the state so I was a little confused at the in certain parts but overaal I think it was a good movie. I think the opening scene where the guy is killed was a good way to open up the movie and gain my interest. I liked the whole way that the guy with the video was some way tied with Will Smith because of georgetown. I think overall my favorite scene was the one when the agents are trying to get a hold of the tape containing the evidence that would basically end him. The different shots and stuff really made the scene. I think that this takes it back to the control the government has. Im not sure if it all works how it was shown in the movie but its kind of weird to know that a few clicks and knowing a few things about one person can open up so much more. Jack Black was able to find a whole lot of information about Will Smith just using the business card that the agents found. Maybe at times this making all this information so easy to get will be helpful but what if at times government officials are just able to use them to their advantage just like in the movie? 
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Dig Vid 9/11 Blog Post

Posted by Martha Robles in Digital Video -Senior - Herman on Tuesday, September 11, 2012 at 8:27 pm
Out of the three short films we watched today I think I took the most out of the second one. Being that it wasn't my first time watching it I understood a bit more of it. From the first time I was able to watch it my view of the message behind it has changed. I went from thinking his wife died on 9/11 when in reality the "light" that was brought upon him was thanks to 9/11 in some way. He was living a life of pure imagination and lies. He stilled liked to think that his wife was there by his side, growing old with him. I think that this is what attracts me more to the film. It takes something to deep and hurtful and turns it into something so interesting and shows it in a way where different people can take it in different ways. I took at as his light was his wife he loved her too much to even let her rest in complete peace because he himself didn't accept her death and her no longer being by his side. Which I take as him being selfish cause regardless she is now in a better place. I also really liked how there wast much eye contact with the camera. The old man was always focused on something more which to me made it a bit more touching, it made it more realistic. The end confused me for while until Mr.Herman told me why the flowers were blooming. The fact that they took the idea of something so tragic giving him this light after loosing someone he really loved intrigued me and till this day I wish I could meet the director to ask him why ? why take this approach to something so tragic and giving it a beautiful meaning, well at least to me. 
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10 % Project

Posted by Martha Robles in Physics - Echols on Tuesday, June 12, 2012 at 11:10 am
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Link to my tumblr blog right above !
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10 % Project

Posted by Martha Robles in Physics - Echols on Friday, June 8, 2012 at 10:59 am
​My 10% Project is a Tumblr : ) Hopefully over the summer I can keep it running !

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What If ? - Brown Vs. Board Of Education

Posted by Martha Robles in American History - Laufenberg on Monday, June 4, 2012 at 11:51 am
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The Battle Lost - Brown Vs. Board 

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REFLECTION -

When it came to picking a certain topic to focus on I knew I wanted to think of What If with segregation or anything relating to the civil rights movement. Once it came down to picking a more solid topic I came across the Brown V. Board Of Education case. I remembered studying it during my ILP last year with the Marshall Brennan program and I knew I would be able to create a very solid project with this topic. The easiest part to me was picking what i could change, my divergence point. For this I chose to prevent the death of Fred Vinson. In this case many people believe that his death was a major factor in the final decision taken. Many believe that if he hadn't suddenly died segregation in schools would have continued.So of course I knew that making that my point of divergence would allow me to create a very solid final project. 
Once the researching came up I was having trouble focusing on certain things. In the beginning I didn't really think of sources that would help me with the final project I was spending time just looking for sources about segregation. Of course these were some kind of help but later on in the process I found myself trying to find other sources that would help more with the topic.Even though at first I had trouble with finding my primary resources once I got a sense of what I wanted and needed I found plenty of useful materials. Pictures,Articles as we all a Documentary. 

When it came down to determining how to present it I had a hard time choosing the final medium for this. At first I wanted to create a simple wiki spaces. Which then I realized that it would be too plain and I wouldn't be able to do much with it. I also later had the idea of making a weebly but I also wanted to be able to post the intro to the mock documentary I made and with weebly that wasn't possible. While I was thinking of a clever way to present this I came about a link to a project created by Christian Gelbolingo in Mr.Hermans history class. Once I realized that creating a website on this site was what I was looking for i got started right away. I found it difficult to get use to all the setting and what not but later on found myself enjoying the challenge. Compared to other sites it offered more then just a way to make a website but it allowed me to make it more appealing to my audience. Even though its a simple theme I still find it more appealing then a simple wiki space or a weebly. Not only that but I was also able to include the video I had directly on the website. 

Through out the whole process I was trying to find a way to organize it as well so it could flow and not be confusing. I decided to present the disclaimer and the introduction to the project as the first thing seen on the website. I then move on to including background story of what the case was about and the i start to slowly flow into the What If part of it all. In my opinion I include a lot of visual appealing aspects, very few writting but I keep it informative. Overall I am very proud of all the work I put into the researching, into the creation of my own primary sources as well as the creation of the final website.

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Art Blog Fourth Quarter

Posted by Martha Robles in Advanced Art - Hull on Monday, June 4, 2012 at 9:26 am
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"Be like batman" - Mr.Herman

A little insider my advisor and I came up with in order to keep me in track. I felt like it was about time I made it more of a solid representation. Even though its not perfect and the right side is wider then the left i still felt like leaving it as is gave it more meaning. Cause in the end who has a perfect balance in their lives ?
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​Nobody Knows The Real Me

This piece was something I did one day I was feeling playful. I wanted to use different size brushes as well as different techniques. It all started out with me just painting pretty lines on the paper and it turned into me trying to do something different and something that was about who I really am. 
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​Beauty Comes Naturally 

When it comes to capturing moments I am most proud of this one. A while ago I took this picture of roses my mom had in our living room. Recently on a boring night I decided to try something different with this one picture and see what would come of it. Like above in the picture there are 3 different versions of the same picture, the biggest one being the original one. Even though both of the edited versions are gorgeous I find it amazing that regardless the original picture of the rose at its natural state with no effects of any sort, still managed to outshine the other two. 




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​Masquerade Beauty

This was one of the first pieces in the quarter when I actually tried and opened myself up to create art again. It started out with a simple mardi gras mask and after a while I just started having fun with the few color pencils I had. When I realized that small idea of a mardi gras mask turned into my FAVORITE piece this quarter !


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Legalize LOVE 

When it came to making this piece I knew I wanted to keep it simple but at the same time make it something with a deep meaning. I became inspired when I watched the documentary Max & Sam made for NHD. So I began by finding a creative way to draw a heart and ended up having a tribal style heart. I fell in love with the first half of it. The second half however it was something even more simple, compared to the first half this was one full piece. Nothing like the first half which was sort of like a puzzle. When it came to adding color I decided to have different colors representing both sides of Love. One side is a mixture of bright happy colors. While the other side is red and black to symbolize Pain & Lost. 














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Tiger Print Crazy 

This was one of my most simple pieces the whole quarter. One weekend while driving back from NY I pulled out my drawing pad and began to sketch things of the top of my head until I got a more solid idea. When it came down to it I began to sketch tiger print all over one of my pages.Once I got in the art studio the following week I decided to add color by adding pastels to it to be able to add texture and more feeling to it. 
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PSSA Project On Weather.

Posted by Martha Robles in Physics - Echols on Monday, April 16, 2012 at 9:19 pm
Below is a PDF file of my PSSA Project on weather. 
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Third Quarter Artist Statements. : )

Posted by Martha Robles in Advanced Art - Hull on Thursday, April 12, 2012 at 10:33 pm
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Above as you can see i tried to go with a different idea of the self portrait. Instead of doing my whole face I decided to just draw half of it and then for the final product put the other half of my face in a picture with it. As you can see it didnt really turn out how i wanted but it still works. I think being to draw myself was kind of weird cause im so use to seeing my own face yet I didnt even know how to start the portrait. It was weird to look at myself and capture all the little details. Overall I liked the process just not the ending product. 
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For the next project I decided to practice with shading. This I found to be one of the hardest projects. Part of it being because shading has always been difficult for me. I always found it to be one of the hardest things to do when it comes to drawing. I chose to do the circles since they seemed to be the easiest. I did three different sizes to try out and learn to do different sizes all at once. In the end I liked the way the biggest one turned out so thats why i included two pictures of that one and on the middle one I made it to stand out. 
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For my next project I chose t go back to something I did the second quarter which was use photoshop. I picked a random picture I had on my desktop and just went crazy. For this I wanted to make the center of the feather stand out. I always found it to be the prettiest part of the picture. Its so bright yet simple. I also love the overall color of it. The shade of blue and green makes the picture go from being simple to a really eye popping picture. 
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For my next project i did something a little more different. I chose to not use paint or anything like that but use a thread and needle. Lately I been into eagles and I thought it would be cool to draw it and then instead of color it or paint it go over it with thick thread since normal one wouldnt really show defeating the purpose of it. At first I had to ask for help from my mom. Even though it was hard to start it out i found myself enjoying the project. Overall im really happy with the end result and i have to say this is my best project this year. 
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For my last project I decided to go back to photoshop. This time i chose to photo shop a picture of the track team at one of its meets. It was a picture i took by accident but it still turned out pretty to me. Even though it was a nice picture i still think that the brightest of the sun brought the picture down. This is why i made the picture a little bit more light with the red of the track so it could blend in with shadows. 
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Exxon Valdez Oil Spill

Posted by Martha Robles in American History - Laufenberg on Monday, March 26, 2012 at 12:18 pm



Group Members :

Martha Robles
Keanu Farrow
Naquan Harding


a. What went well?

Our initial approach to the project was good. We all seemed to have good ideas about how to carry out the project. It also seemed like the work would be evenly distributed among all of us. 

 
b. What did not? 

Once the research was started I felt like not much was put in from there from the other group members. I felt like the time I put in was too much compared to the other group members.

c. What would you do differently next time? 

I think if I were to do this project again I would make sure we each had certain task to complete before a certain dead line. So that we would all make sure we put in the same amount of work.

d. Specifically comment on the 10 tips for effective infographics. 

Overall I think the info graphic looks good. However I do think it can have more visuals. I think that idea I had of creating a path resembling that of a ship then at the bottom the biggest fact representing the spill. I think that what also made it more appealing was the use of color and having the words spread out so it didn't look like it was all words. I also think the facts included made it stronger. 



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East LA Walkouts (1968)

Posted by Martha Robles in American History - Laufenberg on Saturday, March 10, 2012 at 1:17 pm
​1968 East LA Walkouts Monologues 


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My monologues as well as my annotated bibliographies and my process paper are included on the google doc. 
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History . CHANGE

Posted by Martha Robles in American History - Laufenberg on Monday, February 13, 2012 at 10:37 am
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​What is the role of the individual in creating and sustaining change ?

Over the years Obama has caused tremendous change in our country. Even though people have doubted him since the get go he has come a very long way and has been able to mantain it. He is an example of an individual who is able to create change and sustain it. He gave people HOPE, caused CHANGE, and made PROGRESS. 
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Second Quarter Art Projects

Posted by Martha Robles in Advanced Art - Hull on Monday, January 30, 2012 at 8:24 am
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​Large Clear Object - During the first quarter of art we were asked t draw a clear object, the second quarter we were asked to do the same thing however this time the object had to be drawn to a even bigger scale. When I heard this I expected everything to go smoother then it did. I thought it would be easy since I had already completed a similar project. I didn't think much about the size. When it came down to it I found this to be a bit harder to work on. Mostly because of the size we had to draw it. I found it harder to keep everything proportional. I also struggled with being patient. Im not a patient person to begin with and the fact that some part were easier to draw in a big scale other weren't. In the end I am content with the final product and I believe it looks nice. 


Internet Sculpture - For this project I had a lot of ideas but ended up dismissing them all cause a lot of people were doing them already. I ended up going for something a bit les traditional and something the every day person could use. I chose to make coffee cup placers. These are helpful when having coffee in the office to prevent from any of it getting on your desk or even your papers which would be horrible. I opted to used Cd's for this because its something that is easy to find in the house that is no longer being used. I also choose to shower it with white glitter to give it more of a sophisticated look since glitter is really in. The glitter would also prevent the coffee mugs or cups to slip due to the roughness it gives the CD.


Ceiling Art - When I noticed other tiles being painted on to create a personality for the room I was excited to paint a tile myself. I knew I wanted something to reflect the freedom we had in the room and the different aspects of art. To me art is about creating a vision and reaching for the best it can be. Being able to be creative allows me to dream and fly. Which is what the tile says. When it came to thinking about something else to go with it. I opted to draw 3 dream catchers. Each one stands for learn create lead. The biggest one is the one in the middle which stands for create. I decided to make this the biggest one since it is the one standing for creation, and of course we all know the art studio allows us to create all things possible.

Photoshop - Going in to doing this I found myself really excited about using photoshop. Even though I didn't know much about how to use it I was very excited to learn how to be able to use in future projects or just for fun. I came across a variety of things I wanted to do. However I drifted away from them and chose to instead try different things outs until I was content with it. I went through a bunch of effects and layers to come up with most of them. I had a lot of fun doing all of them. Even though for some I dont even remember what I did. I had fun learning how to use photoshop. It allowed me learn a new skill. As well as open my mind to learn more.

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Fashion In The 1920's

Posted by Martha Robles in English 3 - Rami on Tuesday, January 24, 2012 at 7:32 am
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She Dead

Posted by Martha Robles in Digital Video - Herman on Friday, January 20, 2012 at 12:19 pm
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Journey To Tijuana Cont.

Posted by Martha Robles in English 3 - Rami on Friday, January 13, 2012 at 1:14 pm

After breakfast Chelito and I were out the door. She took today to show me around the city a bit. She showed me the market. She said in this new worlds this is one of the few things that stayed the same. As soon as we walked through it, it brought memories of my abuelita and San Mateo back.

 

“You ready mija?” she said as we left the market on our way to get my droids

 

“Estoy nerviosa” I said putting my head down a bit embarrassed.

 

Just as I said this Chelito lifted up the sleeves of her shirt. Only to show me her droids. I was so dumb that I didn’t notice she wore long sleeve shirt even when it was as hot as could be outside.

 

“No lo estes, no duelen. And it’s worth it.” She said bringing my fingers to rub them.

 

They were little square cubes installed into her skin. They were cold like nothing I expected. But they didn’t look like I saw Juan Carlos had. Hers were turned off. They didn’t have that blue flashing light indicating they were ready to be used.

 

“A couple years ago I turned them off, I wanted to get them removed but that was impossible, once you have them installed its no going back, the most you can do is turn them off” she said as we approached a blue house on the corner of the market.

 

As soon as we walked in two other young girls were walking out bandages wrapped all over their arms and back. They looked like they were in pain. I was too observed in the pain in the eyes of the girls that it took me a while to realize that Juan Carlos was in front of me. His green eyes gazing at me just like they had on the bus. It took me a while to figure it out but eventually I found out this was his “side job”. He installed droids and turned them off.

 

“Just breath.” he said as I sat down in the chair. He knew I was nervous and the fact that he kept smiling at me wasn’t making it any better.

 

He began by cleaning my arms with a blue liquid substance. The feeling of his hand moving up and down my hand send shivers through my back, and surprisingly made me feel calm and at ease. Before he continued he asked me to go in the back and change into one of the robes so he could do the ones on my back and shoulders. As I went into a little room all the way in the back I could hear Chelito talking to him. Her laugh filling the hallways with peace and tranquility. While changing I tried to imagine why she had turned off her droids and why she got them in the first place. She hadn’t really told me much.

 

“Are you ready Melina” He said interrupting my thoughts and making me smile like a young teenage girl just because he said my name.

 

I hurried down the hallway. All I wanted was to get this over with and not feel any pain. As soon as  I came back he applied the same liquid to my back and then started prepping the droids with what seemed a oversized toy gun. He took each droid out of a little box under his worktable. Just looking at him prep everything made me nervous. Then suddenly I felt Chelito’s hand rubbing and massaging my back. This made me feel a little more at ease.

 

As soon as I he set up the first droid and made sure everything was ready he carefully massaged above my wrist put the gun to it and pulled the trigger. The pain sent little waves of electricity up and down my arm. Tiny little shocks but enough for it to hurt and make me cringe and close my eyes in agony. Just as I was recovering from the pain I felt the same pain this time on my other hand sending tiny waves of pain up and down it.

 

“Lina? Are you okay? The ones on the back hurt a bit more so just hold my leg and squeeze it.” He said with such reassurance in his voice that I had to believe him.

 

I felt his fingers making little circles on my back until he found the spot and grabbed the gun again. By this time you would expect me to not even feel pain, but of course he didn’t lie. The first one he injected in my back hurt and they hurt bad. I could feel my body wanting to give up this time the little shocks were stronger then the ones on my arm. These little shocks caused me too squeeze his leg until he no longer had any circulation in it. Just as I was relaxing from the pain there it went again the cold feeling of the gun touching my skin and sending chills down my spine. Before I knew it the pain was back. It was running up and down my back each time making me cringe at each little sting.  Once my was able to move again he started cleaning it and putting bandages on all four of them so they could heal.

 

“Fuiste muy fuerte Lina, ni una lagrima” he said making me feel proud of myself for being able to go through with this without one tear falling down my face.

 

I was finally able to look up and see that he was there in front of me standing looking at me with pity. Looking upset but I didn’t even know why. Just as we smiled at each other I felt Chelitos hand rub my back

 

“You’re very valiente Mija”

 

It took me a while to finally get use to the idea that I had droids I had them now and would have them forever.

 

Chapter 5 --> Meeting The Family

 

            While walking back home I contemplated everything I had done during the past few days. Moving to the city, Trusting someone besides grandma, and getting my droids. I couldn’t believe it all. Never in a million years had I thought about it all before.

 

            That afternoon after helping out Chelito with dinner she walked me to the outskirts of the city where the factories were located. When we arrived there I couldn’t believe my eyes. The factory or should I say factories were huge. They were several stories high and had entrances all over the place. When we first walked in it seemed that Chelito knew exactly where to ask for help and where to get it. After walking up and down what seemed the same hallway over and over we finally came to a little office where she told me to wait for her. She stood there until a man came and hugged her. It seemed like he knew her. They started talking for what seemed like forever until he called me in. He simply asked for my name and age and gave a a set of papers to fill out.

Both me and Chelito walked out the office to fill them out.

 

“Chelito, Do you know him?”

“Mas o menos ” she said sounding empty not like her normal self anymore.

 

“El es mi hermano. A long time ago when this world started developing so did our ideas. We were always curious and me and him love inventing things. When a experiment went wrong we discovered droids. We made one my accident. He left them alone but I didn’t. Without him knowing I kept testing them and their possibilities. When I had a set of four finalized and my ideas ready to present them. He said we should do more tests and make more. Without me realizing he stole my ideas and proposals and presented them without me. I thought I knew him and I thought we would make it big together.”

 

“I’m sorry, perdon Chelito”

 

“No worries mija, everything happens for a reason right?”

 

I didn’t even know what to say all I could do was hug her like she had earlier that day. I could tell she felt betrayed. I didn’t even know how to comfort her.

 

“No te preocupes Lina, I made it to you know. I married Julio and Im doing what I always saw myself doing. Being a housewife. Having a hard working husband and having him come home to a nice home cooked meal and allowing other people to have a second family. Helping people like you. With no one in this world”

 

I could tell she meant it cause she said this with so much life in her voice. She was proud of what she accomplished and she didn’t mind what happened in the past. She became my role model. Just like she had done I would leave everything behind in San Mateo and leave it all there. I would start over in Tijuana even if it took me long. I would be strong just like Chelito.

 

Just as I was about to start filling out the papers Chelitos brother came out.

 

“You’re twenty-two right?”

 

“Yes Sir.” I said automatically answering his question

 

“Good come with me” he said leading me into his office, Chelito following after me not leaving my side.

 

“We have an opening as a Nanny, the job isn’t hard. But it does require patience.”

 

“I have a lot of it sir, I promise” I re assured him, I really needed this job and I didn’t mind sounding needy for once. 

 

“Esta Bien, Mañana te quiero aqui en mi oficina a las 9 de la mañana en punto.” He said with a stern look in his face.

 

He was nothing like Chelito unlike her he didn’t smile or bring me comfort. He was much less social then her. Looking at him and at Chelito I didn’t see where they could be related. But of course I didn’t argue that he had given me a job without me doing anything and I was thankful for that. I would finally be able to stand on my own two feet. I would be able to start all over again.

 

Chapter 6 --> La Nueva Vida

 

            The next day everything went well. The connecting part was something so different and it felt weird to know that I was here but I was there also. As soon as I go there Chelitos Brother Mario took me to the Nanny department. It was filled with rows and rows of connecting machines each of them with someone different standing there, connected to what seemed nothing but cables. They moved but not like a normal human being. They moved slower they movements weren’t drastic.

 

            As soon as I connected my self I realize why. It wasn’t hard to connect to the Robo nanny. The movements were simple but what wasn’t was looking at the little girls I watched play with me but not know me or know them more in depth. I didn’t really talk to them and that was weird. But I didn’t need them I had enough people in my life to hold me up.

 

For starters Juan Carlos and I had come to known each other and I had never felt like this for anybody. The fact that he cared so much for me and showed me and made me happy allowed me to let him enter my life. Not only that but after a while I moved in with him

 

            But of course I never stopped going to Chelitos house. I enjoyed spending time with her learning about her more and more. Having her by my side filled the void loosing my mom and grandmother had left. She was always there. Especially when it came to Juan Carlos.

 

“Mija only you can choose who and what makes you happy. So if Juan Carlos makes you happy go for it, just let him know that if he does anything for you. He needs to count his blessings cause he’s going to hear it from me and Julio.” She said laughing.

 

I loved her and Don Julio. They both along with Juan Carlos were my family and they were my support system. The day I came to Tijuana I remember thinking I was all alone. That was my biggest fear to be alone and not to be able to rely on anyone but myself. I was wrong and Im glad I was because I found the perfect new beginning.

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Journey To Tijuana

Posted by Martha Robles in English 3 - Rami on Friday, January 13, 2012 at 1:13 pm
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Chapter 1 --> A New Life

            Even though I’ve wanted this since I was thirteen, the fact that I was finally traveling to the city without my grandma by my side was what was really killing me on the inside. Even after all those times I tried to convince her to move to Tijuana and leave behind the past she refused to. Standing there finally being able to see the bus getting closer to my stop I remember the words she said every time I even brought up anything to do with the city.

 

“Mija, This little bit of land holds not only my past and present but hopefully my future if I can get them to give me like they use to back in the day, and you don’t have to stay but I sure ain’t leaving”

 

            She always said that. No matter how hard I tried to get her to leave and move to the city with me she never listened. She never gave up on her land, even though anything barely grew on that. I myself didn’t have the heart to leave my grandma alone; after all she had done for me after my parents died. I don’t think I could ever re pay her, nor thank her for it all by leaving her all alone.

 

            But of course everything always doesn’t go as plan. Just two weeks ago I was helping her carry water to water all her plants and now Im on my way to the city without her, she is staying behind in her land forever, because she’s dead. Even though I thought about staying behind and making my grandmas dream come true I just couldn’t. I knew that my life in San Mateo was over. I had nobody and ever since I was young I hated being lonely. Now that I had no one in this world the only thing to do was move to the city and move on. Start over from scratch. Begin a new life in a new place. All this for my grandma so that she could rest in peace knowing that I was finally following my dreams and holding my own.

 

Chapter 2 --> Piercing Eyes & Droids

            “Muchacha, si vas a subir?” said the bus driver as he interrupted my thoughts about the life I had just left behind.

 

“Yes” I whispered softly too embarrassed to say anything else.

 

            There were a few empty seats in the back and I made my way through the isle, carrying nothing but a simple bag filled with only a couple of changes of clothes and the little bit of money my grandma left behind for me, and of course the rosary she always used to pray with before she went to sleep every night. Just as I started to stare out the window I looked up to see someone get on. But not just anybody. He had a certain look to him that made me feel safe even though he was a complete stranger. As soon as he noticed me staring I could tell he felt awkward and tried to look the other way. I simply starred out the window to pretend nothing had ever happened. But as soon as I was drifting into sleep I felt someone sit next to me. I couldn’t help but open my eyes only to see him there. His presence made me feel something in my stomach and scared me but at the same time made me smile. But before I could turn back to the window he tapped me and said

 

“Hey, I’m Juan Carlos. You?”

 

Even his voice was relaxed. I was too focused on him gorgeous smile that it took me a while to answer but I eventually did.

 

“I I I I’m Melina.” was all I could manage to say after what seemed a lifetime of staring at him.

 

Just when I thought I had made a total fool of myself there it was again that smile of his.

 

“That’s a pretty name. Where you headed to?”

 

I was so mesmerized by his smile that I hadn’t even noticed his eyes. Just as I was looking up to not seem rude there they were staring at me. Not just staring but more like gazing at me. His eyes were gorgeous they were like no other. They were full with energy and comfort. They were a shade of green that only made it harder not to stare at them.

 

“Tijuana” I said my voice sounding a bit more like me but still a little shyness behind it.

 

“Really? That’s where I live,” he said with a warm smile and his eyes still gazing into mine.

 

This little small talk kept going until we arrived in Tijuana a few hours later. I was dreading getting off the bus and letting go of this beautiful human being. While on the bus I learned a lot about him. He was an inspiring writer. He had moved to Tijuana from his hometown when his parents kicked him out for getting droids installed. This was what intrigued me the most. He had droids. I saw many ads for them whenever I went into town. Even though I grandma always said those things would ruin me I always dreamed of getting them installed not only cause I knew everyone had them but because I knew that’s how everyone made the most money. By working at the Droid factories. By connecting themselves to monitors and sensors to be able to control robots and human machines in the United States. He taught me more about them. Through him I found out that’s how he wrote. He wrote memories and sold them online to be able to survive, he also had a side job as he called it but he didn’t talk much about that. I also learned you could connect to people. This was the main reason why his parents kicked him out. They thought he would turn into a sex addict because of the droids, according to them that’s all you could do with droids.

           

He only got me more interested in the droids. That’s what I didn’t think about while moving to Tijuana, where would I work? From what he told me if I got droids the droid factory wouldn’t think twice about hiring me. Especially since I was young. I could work much faster then the older workers. He also told me where I could find a place to live. He was so nice to me and once it was time to get of the bus and venture out on my own all the comfort and peace I felt with him was gone.

 

Chapter 3 --> The Real City

 

            As soon as I got off the bus all Juan Carlos told me to do was go down la quinta avenida. Walking down it I felt like I was in a total different world. There was a Robocop standing at every corner. There were sky scrappers everywhere. Every street was full of life. Even though it was close to midnight people were still out and about enjoying all the fun the city had to offer.

           

            What I noticed the most was young teenage girls standing in corners flaunting their droids. They kept making sensual expressions at the older men that were walking by. After watching one of the girls finally get pulled aside by one of the guys and her get in the car I realized what they were. They were droidatudes. These were girls who only got droids to be able to connect with people and have sex of course creating the bad name for the droids. I tried to think of what would happen to that young girl as soon as she got in the car but the thoughts of that made me cringe. This wasn’t just a new city, this was an entire new world.

 

 

Before I noticed though I had left the city and was wondering around what seemed nothing until I noticed a house at the end of the block with people outside having a conversation drinking and enjoying the night. It took me a while to walk up and ask for Chelito like Juan Carlos told me to. According to him she was a really nice lady. She had helped him when he first got to Tijuana and he was sure she would do the same for me.

 

“Esta Doña Chelito?” I asked the four men standing around

 

“Si, Honey! Algiuen is looking for you” said the man with beer in his hand and the cigarette in the other.

 

I simply smiled and waited for her to come outside. Chelito came out wearing an apron and wiping her hands on it. Her hair up on a bun to show of her bone structure. My first reaction was to admire her beauty she had a certain in her the reminded me of my abuelita. She had a welcoming smile.

 

“En que te puedo ayudar muchacha” she said with her smile flashing and blinding me.

 

“Juan Carlos dijo que usted me ayudaria” I said in a calm voice.

 

“Ah si! Of course mija” she said smiling like she had known I was already coming

 

She told the other guys to get out of the way and let me through so I could get settled in. They did as they were told and simply smiled at me. As soon as I walked into the house I could smelled the food. Chelito wasn’t only beautiful and kind and caring but she was a great cook I could smell every spice she had ever used and didn’t want the smells to ever leave.

 

“Are you hungry mija?” she said as we walked up the steps to find what would be my room.

 

“Un poco” I said trying to not sound too desperate for some of her food.

 

Just as I said this we arrived at the end of the hall. She pulled her keys out and opened the room to a small but very pretty and well-decorated room. The walls were painted a gorgeous lavender color. Everything in the room was lavender and white. It smelled like it to. It had a HD Broadcaster. Nothing like the old TV I had back at home. She smiled at how amazed I was. She could tell I wasn’t from the city.

 

“Y que te trajo a Tijuana?” She said walking over to what seemed a window pressed a few buttons and turned back around.

 

Just as she did this, a breeze came through the machine and cooled me off. I was to mesmerized that I hadn’t noticed that I was sweating and somehow the machine allowed me to cool down.

 

“A veces cosas pasan y se necesita un cambio” I said as I put my bag down on the bed.

 

“A claro, pues bienvenida. Acomoda tus cosas y baja a la cosina para que cenes” she said with a smile on her face. A smile that let me know she understood me.

 

Even though it took me a while to realize what was going on and where I was I had to realize that this was my home now. I couldn’t go back to San Mateo. I didn’t have anyone there and I had to get use to the idea that I only had myself in this world.

 

Chapter 4 --> My Droids & The Truth

 

            As soon as I woke up the next morning I could smell the spices again roaming through the house and reaching my room all the way upstairs. It took me a while to realize where I was at but when I did. I went to the bathroom brushed my teeth and got in the shower. Last night while eating dinner with Chelita she told me she would take me to get my droids and that I could pay her later. Not only did this mean I could start working but I had found someone to rely on. Chelito and her husband Don Julio were now my family. They said it themselves last night. Anyone that comes through this house is familia! They also told me they would let me slide with the rent for the room until I got use to working at the factories. All this seemed so surreal. As I was getting dressed I heard Chelito call me down to breakfast so we could go down to get my droids installed.

 

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Martha R & Malik T. Drivers Ed Project

Posted by Martha Robles in Physics - Echols on Monday, January 9, 2012 at 11:39 am
Our PSA for our Drivers Ed Project. 


The Link To Our Write Up.
PSA for 204.Oh
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One Person One Vote. Benchmark Q1. Martha Robles

Posted by Martha Robles in American History - Laufenberg on Sunday, November 13, 2011 at 8:46 am
Link To The Whole Project


​https://sites.google.com/a/scienceleadership.org/politicalparticipationushistory/
My Part- Public Service Announcement


http://www.schooltube.com/video/7d578cb4a4664d1caeaa/One%20Person%20One%20Vote



    • How did you group go about making a decision for what to focus on for the project?

      We had a lot of different opinions but the one that we agreed most on is the Electoral College Vote. We decided to focus on this aspect because this to us is one of the most interesting ones. Its a major part of the voting process but even then people dont know much about it. This is why we decided that this aspect of voting should be no longer used. 

    • 11th grade Essential ? - What is the role of the individual in creating and sustaining change? 

      Change begins in us. Once we realize that age is nothing but a number when it comes to change is when we will realize that we can go out there and create change at a bigger scale. Not only are we able to do this in our communities but we are also able to do it in our city,state,country. There are so many opportunities available we just have to go out looking for them

    • How has your understanding of the electoral process and whether or not the US is a democracy evolved during this unit?

      During this unit I learned a lot about the voting process. I think this educated all of us, on the process of voting as well as the importance of it. Now that I know more about voting I will go out and vote once I am old enough.

    • How did you decide to best relay a message to a national audience with your marketing campaign?

      We made a PSA and a campaign AD's as the visual supplements. I believe the PSA really showed why the electoral college vote shouldn't be used anymore. Out of the 15 people we interviewed total only 1 was able to supply us with an accurate definition of it. So this aspect was very well thought out by all of us. Once it came to the editing I think I did well at including as much of the recordings we did.  We had 2 different AD's. I think both of them did a good job at showing what should be done and why, this being a key components of an AD. 
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Voting Interview

Posted by Martha Robles in American History - Laufenberg on Tuesday, November 8, 2011 at 8:15 pm
Melissa Andrews (Age: 45)​

1. What motivated you to come out and vote?

I believe its my duty to go out and vote if I want change to happen. Just as much as I have rights I have duties and I believe this is one of them

2. What would you like to see changed in our political system?

I think that the voting process should definetly be changed. I dont really agree with the electoral college vote.

Why?

I think we all know what we want and need for this country and should be left up to them, because then it sometimes makes people believe their votes dont count.

3. Do you vote in every election? 

Yes. Ive been voting in every election since the age of 21 which is when I was a little more mature about this and actually cared about it.


4. Do you know why we vote on tuesday?

Not really.

5. Where have you encountered the highest amount of campaigning?

In print. I see them all the time around my neighborhood.


6. What was the most memorable campaign ad that you have encountered?

Well one of my favorites has been the Obama campaign. I think his way of reaching out to people was very effective.

7. Are you always sure of who you are going to vote for when you walk into the booth or are you still deliberating? 

I come in with my choices made. I do my research cause a part of my duty is knowing my facts not just voting for whoever.

8. What changes do you hope to see in Philadelphia as a result of this election?

I dont have high expectations but I do believe that this city should worry a whole lot on putting money towards the school budget and creating safer streets out here with not so much violance

9. What impact do you feel that your vote will have on the election?

I believe that even though im only one person I can still have an impact not only with the election but setting examples to those people who dont come out and take time out of their day and vote.





They didnt allow me to take pictures inside. But I took one of the outside. : )
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Growing up way to fast

Posted by Martha Robles in Advanced Art - Hull on Friday, November 4, 2011 at 10:21 pm
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After been giving the this test as I like to call it I found myself wanting to create more. So several of times i found myself coming home and drawing people in my household, one of them being my little brother jose. He is five and maybe not the best still model. This is what made this a challenge, which I enjoyed. I love this kid with all my heart and drawing him was a pleasure not only did he make it fun but he gave me an honest opinion through out the process. At a certain point I found him being a teacher to me.

 The ending result is one of my favorites which is why i decided it would be best to post this one. I found myself drawing random things that went along with who he is. Being a high risk pregnancy for my mom his birth is a miracle. Which is why the clouds are drawn. They represent his calm peaceful side as well as him being my little angel. Also along with the clouds are lighting striking. I find him to be this little big ball of energy that makes me want to enjoy life even more.
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Blooming into an artist

Posted by Martha Robles in Advanced Art - Hull on Friday, November 4, 2011 at 10:15 pm
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During the process of drawing the clear object i had obstacles. Patience is a virtue and a virtue I don't posses much of. While drawing this I found myself doing a lot of erasing which lead to impatience and anger. When I cant accomplish something right away this happens. I also came to realize that once I sit down and block everyone out and focus on what im doing how im going to do it I can accomplish a lot, and surprise myself. 

This drawing made me realize a lot about myself as a new born artist. I found myself actually enjoying my mistakes because out of that came a lesson learned to not repeat it the next time or maybe go about it a different way. In the end im really please with my drawing and want to thank Ms.Hull for all the patience she had and wise words as well. 

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Immigration Visualization Reflection

Posted by Martha Robles in American History - Laufenberg on Friday, September 23, 2011 at 11:23 am

Copy of Immigration Vs. Population on Prezi

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  • What surprised you most about this information?  What seemed quite obvious about explaining this data set?

    ·        I didn't really expect for immigration to be that big back then. I knew that there were migrants coming in from all over the world but i never really expected it to be so much.  It seemed obvious that while some years immigrations lowered most of them ended up increasing.

  • Looking at the overall trend and incorporating what you know about the US presently, predict and defend the immigration trend for the next two decades.

    I believe that current events happening will cause more to migrate in US. I think that most trends of migration are largely affected by problems happening in other countries which causes those people to want to move somewhere that will satisfy their needs.

  • Describe how you made a decision on how to visually represent the information.

    I chose it would be easier to create a Prezi. This is because it helps you organize information better. It allows you to display your information clearly so it easy for the viewer to interpret it.

  • What parts of group work were challenging?

    The only thing i found challenging was being able to find information that would support either the decrease or the increase of immigration rates. Other then that i believe that Rugei, Alysha & I worked well with each other.

  • What would you do differently if you had this project to do over?

    I would have created a more in depth project. Something a bit bigger then just a Prezi. I do believe though that this Prezi will get our ideas across and help us proof our points.


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I Am From

Posted by Martha Robles in English 3 - Rami on Friday, September 9, 2011 at 2:36 pm
I'm from the never ending sound of the sirens speeding around the corner

the loud rican music playing from mini hondas driven by boricuas

breaking the necks of those young girls awaiting to grow up

awaiting for their insides to be ripped out and to be able to yell the various names of those running the corners

not knowing that the day that will happen will be the last day of their lives.

Im from the swaying back and forth on the race to reach the sky

become high but only enough to reach their dreams

little kids at the park trying to get away from the problems at home 

Im from the sound of words of pain being thrown by my parents because they no longer love each other

or do they

who knows

they leave and come as they please and but they don't realize that they hurt me and him

the little five year old about to start kindergarden, being left confused on why ?

the sound of slamming doors because maybe if its slammed hard enough then maybe the problems will die down and be left alone not brought up anymore so that they can return to their daily lives.

I am from the sound of the ball bouncing in his finger tips being passed dribbled, and shot only to miss

Miss the life he coulda had if he had just left it alone

not went looking for trouble

not went looking for a taste of his own medicine

and in the end only left to lay on a wheelchair for the rest of his life

if only he woulda walked away maybe 

but you see in this place their is no maybe's nor are their  any what if's or any second chances

you either move on to bigger and better things or you're stuck here for the rest of your life

you either leave behind the sound of gun shots at the park while you hear the sirens int he distant

you either leave or your stuck here wondering if maybe one day that person being taken away int he stretcher will be you

you either leave or you sit here and wonder what could have been of you if you had left.

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2O11 Humanities Portfolio

Posted by Martha Robles in English 2 - Block on Monday, June 13, 2011 at 4:33 pm
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For the last benchmark of the year in both classes History & English we were asked to make a portfolio reflection upon the work we have done all year. We were asked to along with this include the pieces of work to allow others to be able to see our progress.


To take you back to some of my humble beginnings ill take you back to one of my journals. Throughout the year we were asked to write in our journal mostly every day. Most of our journals were based on what we talked the day before or something we were going to talk about in class. At the beginning of the year I wasn’t really into writing in a journal so most of the time I didn’t keep one. After I realized that the journals weren’t that bad and would allow me to get my thoughts down on paper. So after a while I allowed myself to keep a journal to be able to not only be more a part of the class but to be able to express my feelings and also participate more. One of the units I liked the most was the poetry unit. During this time on one of our journals we were asked to free write a poem. When this day came a long I was going through a bunch of mixed feelings, which allowed me to write I Hate Who I Became. This poem allowed me to express myself at the time and created visions in my head of what I was feeling, which also helped me get my head straight. 


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During our poetry unit we were asked to create a Poetry Wiki Space to be able to display our knowledge on poetry, this also included having information about a poet of our choosing. This unit was one of my favorites, this being because poetry is a big part of me. Me as an individual really enjoy writing and use it as my escape. I believe that poetry is a way of releasing feelings that you have bottled up inside. Poetry, as being one of my hobbies allowed me to be able to express feelings and turn this assignment in something more then just writing poetry and meeting the requirements, but also expressing myself. Also bringing out an entire different side of me as a writer.

 Creating this wiki space also allowed me to come back to my poetry roots since I had stopped writing. We were given somewhat of a base for our poems but other then that we wrote on our free will and were allowed to express as much as we could. This unit helped me grow as a poet because it allowed me to learn how to edit my work and be able to come up with more polished poems. It also taught me a lot about poetry and the different styles that can be used to create them.



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One of the most interesting projects we did in history was create a Wiki Space debating the views of two different religions and their views on a certain topic.I chose to research on the views that Buddhism and Catholicism have on homosexuality. Through out this process we were asked to include different evidence to proof the views and such. This project helped me realize that sometimes we as humans can be very judgmental and hypocritical.  

  During my research I found that people can be very judgmental and can really allow other’s opinions to influence their opinion. This can drive people to quickly change their thoughts on controversial topics, such as homosexuality.  In conclusion this project help me learn how to use my research to good use and to be able to elaborate on it and be able to create my opinion from those.

 

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Through out this year we were also involved in writing up our own collection of monologues that discussed a certain topic that wouldn’t only relate to the U.S but that could be relevant in all parts of the world. I chose to research the DREAM ACT. This legislation will allow teenage immigrants to continue into higher education and be able to receive permanent citizenship and residence.

This topic was interesting to me because of the controversy that it was creating amongst the U.S and I knew I would be able to find a lot of information about it, which would allow my collection of monologues to come to life and have a lot of drama in them.

At the conclusion of this project I became attached to my characters. Through out the process they all sort of came to life and allowed me to let my imagination run wild to be able to come up with great monologues that would be relatable but also easily understood by my audience.

Not only were we asked to write the monologues and include them on a Monologue Google Doc, but we were also asked to research and also create a Research Google Doc. Creating both allowed Mr. Block to track our process and allow our mentor to be able to view what we were changing and how she could help us really polish all of our monologues and to include the research part of the five core values.


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 As for history we were faced with really thinking about the topics we were studying, a way we did this was being a part of several mock trials that would allow us to play the role of a certain group that were put to blame. This was done by allowing us to come together in groups and research more background on the topic and the history along with it. Not only did we have to research our sides and facts to help us argue for our side but we also had to find facts that would put to blame the other groups also battling us in the fight to be able to come out as innocent.

During this one of my favorite mock trials was the one we did on Ancient Mexico & The Aztecs. During this trial we were asked to defend our side for the demise of the Aztecs. I was put in the group to defend the men of Hernan Cortes.

Another trial we were a part of was the sweatshop trial. In this trial we had to defend different sides on the controversial topic of weather sweatshops should be allowed and who is really to blame for them to keep growing. During this I was a part of defending the Poor Workers who actually worked in the shops. These trials allowed me to be able to research in deeper and create opinions on several topics whether they’re recent or something from the past.


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In the end sophomore english with Mr. Block allowed me to learn a lot of different things about myself as a writer and as a student. I also took a lot of different types of styles of writing from my peers and different research habits. Overall i can say i really grew this year from where i started.

 

 



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Vuelo A La Libertad

Posted by Martha Robles in Spanish Literature - Gierke on Monday, April 11, 2011 at 11:09 pm
​Primer Reflexion 

- En el principio del libro se conoce a Yara y a su familia de cuantro. El libro esta escrito como si fuera un diario. Se trata sobre la vida de Yara en medio de los problemas politicos que están sucediendo en Cuba en estos tiempos. En el principio ella habla sobre como su familia se esta tratando de mudar para Miami, Florida con el resto de su familia. Su papa esta asiendo esto para que su familia no tengo que tener que vivir entre todo este trauma politico.

Segunda Reflexion 

- En la segunda parte que a leído está Yara en la escuela del campo. Ella esta sufriendo porque es la primera vez que no esta con su familia por mucho tiempo, también esta su hermana mayor pero no la ve por la diferencia de edad. También en esta escuela que supuestamente esta para poder educar sobre las tierras de Cuba, pero ella pronto de da cuenta que solo los usan a ellos como labor gratis. 


Tercer Reflexion

- En esta parte del libro Yara pierde a sú mejor amiga por los problemas del govierno, por que los padres de sus papa si los apoyan pero la familia de Yara va salir de Cuba a buscar refugio en un mejor pais, donde ahi van a poder ser mas libres, y muchos de sus vecinos no apoyan esta asi que tienen que tener mucho cuidado a quien le dicen y que tan intensa es.


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Diario (Marzo 7 2011 : ) ]

Posted by Martha Robles in Spanish Literature - Gierke on Monday, March 7, 2011 at 7:45 am
A Pedro Almodóvar le gusta subvertir las definiciones más convencionales del género en sus películas.  ¿Estás de acuerdo?  ¿Por qué? 

Yo si estoy de acuerdo con esto que el ase. Pienso que a veces cambiar la normalidad. Creo que solamente asi es como nosotros como humanos vamos a poder ver que a veces para poder tener un opinion mas abierta debemos ponernos en los zapatos de los demas y no solo pensar en que nosotros estamos pasando. Esto es muy importante usarlos cuando estamos hablando de ser mujer o hombre.

En tu opinión y en tus experiencias, ¿cuál es el género de tomar acción y hacer cambios?  ¿y según Almodóvar?  ¿y según tus telenovelas? 

En mi familia el que toma muchas de las decisiones es mi papa, pero cuando biene a cosas que nos pueden afectar a todos en la familia, consulta mucho a mi mama. y asi asen todas las decisiones. En la pelicula yo creo que la mujer es la que toma muchas de las decisiones.Esto es porque la mujer en la pelicula es la que controla mucho. Como por ejemplo pepa tenia la opcion de dejar que la ex esposa de su amante lo mate, y aun asi cuando el estaba con otra mujer lo salvo. En mi telenovela el hombre es el que ase muchas de la decisiones en que se afectan a todos
 

¿Cómo son diferentes las representaciones de género en Mujeres al borde de un ataque de nervios y la telenovela popular que miras en clase? 

En la pelicula se ven las mujeres mas en control pero aun asi son un poco muy dramaticas,creo que en esto la mujeres se van como unas locos. En la telenovela yo creo que la mujer se va mas debil y no independiente alqo que si se ve en la pelicula.

 
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Contrapublicidades De Espaol : )

Posted by Martha Robles in Spanish Literature - Gierke on Monday, January 10, 2011 at 7:46 am
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En mi opinión yo creo que la marqua Nike se enfoca mas hacia los jóvenes. Muchas de las publicidades que tienen contienen a atletas famosos. Con esto tratan de vender sus productos  hacia una audiencia joven. La marqua también se trata de enfocar en vivir una vida siendo diferente a los demás y una vida esforzándose a tener mejor vidas usando productos de Nike. En algunos de sus publicidades me di cuenta que la marca se olvida de enfocarse en su marca y sus logos puestos y bien representados para atraer la atención mas.

Yo escogí hacer mi contrapublicidad en  la marca  Nike porque hay mucho gente que conozco que se sienten influidos  por la marca y lo que ofrece. En la contrapublicidad no se vende un producto si no una marca,Nike. La compañía se trata de enfocar en ofrecer productos originales y frescos. Esto ase que cada dia se haga mas popular la marca. La marca es vista mucho en SLA. No solo los que son atletas y asen un cierto deporte. Hay muchos que usan esta marca. Tienen tennis,ropa,accesorios y cosas variadas.

En la contrapublicidad que escogí se están enfocando en acerté mas fuerte. Tiene a la modelo posando un poco sudada, como si hubiera acabado de hacer ejercicio. Algo que apunta a que la modelo estaba asiendo ejercicio es su ropa. Tiene ropa que normalmente se usa para hacer deporte o ejercicio. También dice la publicidad “Hazte Fuerte”. Algo que atrae a los jóvenes a hacer deporte con ropa Nike. Algo que yo incluí que no estaba es que cambia la modelo. En el  que yo hice si esta asiendo algo. Ella esta corriendo y se ve que se esta esforzando. También la ISE resaltar porque la puse a ella en color en una foto que es Blanca y negra. No solo eso si no cambia las palabras y puse “Asta Mucho Mas Fuerte.” En algo también que me enfoco es en dejar la palabra Nika ser mas vista para la audiencia.

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La marca converse es reconocida por ser una marca que a durado mucho tiempo en uso por gente de todas las edades. Converse por los años se han convertido en una marca muy reconocida entre gente de varias edades. En mi opinión lo que converse trata de enseñar en sus publicidades es tener tu propio estilo y ser diferente. Solo ay esto en ciertas marcas que se enfocan en darle a la gente.

Converse llego a mi mente cuando me di cuente que muchos estudiantes y muchos de mis amigos en la escuela usan esta marca. No solo los tenis si no también la marca de ropa y los bolsos. Para mi esta compañía se enfoca en dejar un impacto a sus compradores, el impacto de que no tienes que caer en un moldo que la sociedad te asa caer en. En mi opinión converse es una de las pocas marcas que ase esto. Ellos tratan de crear ropa,zapatos, y accesorios para todo tipo de estilos. Lo que me gusta también mucho de sus publicidades es que dejan que modelos actúen espontáneamente para dar un visión mas natural. 

La publicidad que yo escogí de converse fue una muy simple. En la publicidad el modelo solo esta sentado, Vestía con ropa formal y con los tenis converse puestos. Le publicidad dice “Shy? Let your style talk for you.”. En mi opinión lo primero que ase que esta publicidad no llame la atención es que esta en todo blanco y negro. Este efecto solo va a servir en ciertas fotos y esta no fue una de ellas. En la publicidad que yo ise me decidí enfocar mas en los tenis. Las 4 fotos que tiene están en color para poder capturar en ojo de los clientes. Si Deje que el slogan de la publicidad original. En el mio en vez de tomar el signo de converse solo decidi ponerle el nombre de converse.

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Martha Robles Language Autobiography : )

Posted by Martha Robles in English 2 - Block on Monday, December 20, 2010 at 12:55 pm

“Donde Esta Tu Acento Mijaa?”

“Where’s Abuelita At?” I said searching around the kitchen like a lost puppy left in the middle of the highway to look for its owner.

“In her cuarto unpacking su maleta.” Said mi tia Mariela while washing the dishes faster then any dishwashing machine could

“Horita Vengo, Ima go help her” I said sprinting up the steps faster then titi Mari could realize I was done talking.

“Abuelita!” I screamed like a little girl on Christmas morning and ran to hug her as tight as I could.

“Mi niña bonita como as estado!” she said with a smile warmer then summer 10 days.

“Good! I missed you mucho Buelita!”

“Donde esta tu acento mija!” She said with a puzzled look, her voice sounding disappointed that maybe su niña bonita wasn’t who she was expecting

“Cual acento? Yo No Se” I said almost annoyed that after all these years that’s all she could say. All she saw in me was a Mexican without an accent.

Being that I was born in Mexico I should have an accent right? No! Growing up in the United States it’s been kind of hard living my life the way other Mexican teenagers do. I have different views on things, like to do different things, I dress differently then they do, basically when it comes down to it I would be an outcast I was to live in Mexico. Of course to me this doesn’t take away the fact that Im Mexican, but to other people they consider me a Frijolera Agringada, A White Beaner. If you ask me no I just happen to have grown up in a different country. I only lived in Mexico for 5 years and have lived in the United States for 10, now you try doing that without changing the way you speak.

“I will have my serpents tongue, my woman voice, my sexual voice, my poets voice, I will overcome the tradition of silence” How to tame a wild tongue, Gloria Anzaldua.

Not all people have the honor to say that they speak two languages, and thanks to my dad making me move to the United States I was forced to learn my now second language.  I had to pay a price though, loosing my accent. Yes to me that is a price to pay, of course it doesn’t make me any less Mexican but it takes away something, I wish I had. I wish I had that little accent that distinguishes Mexican English with Standard English. Those different ending to words and feel my tongue rolled out those R’s like a red carpet on Grammy night.  I’ve had different experiences with this where people don’t believe that Im either Mexican or that I was born in Mexico, because of the way I sound. I’m always faced with asking myself does it matter how I sound to determine my nationality or my identity. Some people might think so; other might not, Me Im on the border. At times yeah I think that what makes a Mexican is their accent, others days I think that what makes someone Mexican is themselves. Themselves, their customs, their believes, their views on things.

Mario: Are you sure you Mexican?Me:Duh, Why wouldn’t I be?Mario: It just dont sound like it.Me: O. You A-Hole!

“Chicano Spanish sprang out of the Chicanos need to identify ourselves as distinct people” How to tame a wild tongue, Gloria Anzaldua.

I think that at times Mexicans teens that grew up in the United States are put down for not dressing Mexican, acting Mexican, or sounding Mexican. People judge us without even thinking about what made us like this. Growing up in an entirely different country we face challenges. One of them is being able to stay true to out culture and keeping it alive within us. I refuse to forget who I  truly am on the inside, Part of being Chicanos, is Being able to accustom to a different country, different traditions and different people surrounding me and still being able to stay true to my Mexican side is what makes me a Chicana Sin Acento!

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Martha Robles Descriptive Essay : )

Posted by Martha Robles in English 2 - Block on Monday, December 20, 2010 at 12:53 pm

Dreams Lost At An Instant

    Its September 8 2008 and it’s the second day of school except for me its my first, it also happens to be the day after my cousin’s Norieliz funeral. As I enter through the double doors of the main entrance the voices of rowdy kids talking to the friends they had made the day before around me seem to disappear and the picture of the lights of doom coming our way and throwing us to the side of the road replays in my -mind and I feel like I don’t belong here while she is gone.

     The weekend before 8th grade began will forever in my mind remain as the weekend my life changed. I gained knowledge but in return I lost someone important to me. Aliana one of my closest cousins from my moms’ side invited me to a cookout her friend was having to say goodbye to the summer before school started. Having nothing to do and over hearing our conversation she wanted to join us and fist pump until the sun came up like she use to say. My diary as I use to call her would sure make that night was memorable.

    I remember giving her that name during a summer swim at her house. We had been talking about our life’s and catching up for the whole two weeks we hadn’t seen each other when I said you might as well be my diary and ever since then that named stayed to her and that’s what she was in my mind and her mind as well. Out of everyone in my life she was the one that I could sit for hours and tell her anything and everything and she could sit with me for hours and not judge me, give me good advice, and let me know I wasn’t alone. She was the only person in my life whom I was sure I could always count on, the only one I could cry with, laugh until our stomachs hurt with and act like a total weirdo with and still feel comfortable. She was more then just a cousin to me. She was my diary.

    After Norieliz had already said yeah to the idea of spending our last official weekend of summer vacation at a cookout something came up. We all were willing to go but we didn’t have anyone to drive us there and drive us back home. As we sat outside on the porch looking into the tress of the suburbs of Atco, New Jersey my cousin oldest cousin Joshua came in the driveway. We all looked at each other and ran to ask him if he was willing to go with us. At first of course he said no I have better things to do but after a while he gave up to three sets of puppy eyes staring at him and sarcastic remarks being made over his favorite show family guy on a Thursday afternoon.

    That Saturday night was quite interesting. We all had tons of fun. The food had been good and the strangers we met soon became friends. We all felt right at home and felt like we had known everyone before. When we noticed it getting late we all decided it was time to leave and head home to watch a movie and chill for the rest of the night. We said our good byes our call me or hit up my inbox and were on our way to Joshua’s Red Expedition which he had bought a month ago from my dad.

    As Joshua was pulling out his keys I tried to run for the front door but of course like always Norieliz beat me to it. For some reason their always had to be an argument over who sat in the front when it came down to her or me. We knew it was childish and immature but it was something that had always been with us and it was hard pushing a routine to the side of the road and abandoning it there like a lost sad puppy. Of course after a while we annoyed Joshua and Aliana who sat in the back with an annoyed look on her face which made her look like a little girl that didn’t get her way with her parents. So Joshua said come on get in the car and whoever got their first get in the front. This time it went her way as I walked away with a smirk on my face and her making fun of me like a little girl at the playground that had beat her classmate to the swing. She sat put her seatbelt on and in no longer then five minutes we had already reached the highway home. As we reached our first intersection and red light we all laughed at each other’s jokes on other drivers. When that light turned green and we were halfway thought the intersection I turned to see a big white f150 truck coming our way at full speed. In an instant those laughs turned into eyes of disbelieve and screams.

    Before I could scream the F150 had hit the left side of the truck and the truck spun to the left side of the road. It all happened in an instant. I felt my head hit the back of the seat and hit the front seat. I heard Aliana and Norieliz scream at the same time their screams felt like my ears were being stung by a thousand bees. I heard people screaming get them out but after a while they faded and all was silent .The sound of distant sirens made me realize that this wasn’t a dream but a nightmare considering all the pain I felt. As they got closer I yelled at all 3 of them that help was here and yelled desperately but no one answered. I didn’t know what to do until I finally felt Aliana touch my hand. She wasn’t strong enough to talk but she let me know she was ok. When the paramedics got there they took Aliana and me out first and took us to the hospital. All I wanted to know was if Joshua and Norieliz were going to be ok. As the sirens pulled away the image of the accident came back my eyes felt heavy and I couldn’t take the pain of the left side of my face, which was pretty swollen, and I drifted into what seemed like eternal sleep.

    When I finally woke up I was laying in a hospital bed with both my parents and my big brother Carlos. My mom crying being held by my dad at the left side of my bed and Carlos holding onto my hand on the opposite side. He held it as if it would be the last, like he never wanted to let go of me. As I opened my eyes I remembered what happened. My mom as fast as a new mother trying to find what was wrong with her crying baby came to my side and hugged me. It should have been comforting but it was painful. She kissed my cheek but it was bruised from the impact and it hurt like the pain of getting punched by the bully at the playground. I tried to tell her I was fine but it hurt to even try to talk. She told me it was ok and stepped back just as the nurse came in to check on me.

    As soon as she touched my head it hurt the pain was unbearable and I felt like those skinned knees I got as a kid were nothing but a simple scratch compared to the pain I felt now. She checked and said I had a bump on the back of my head and that the doctor would be looking at it. When she was done and left I asked if everybody else was ok, pausing after each word to sooth the pain. All was quite until my dad spoke up and said Norieliz is watching up from above now. As soon as those words flowed through the air and hit me all I could do was ask why and cry.

    Just as that happened both Joshua and Aliana came in and stood at either sides of my bed they looked at my once smiling face and hugged me. Standing there I could hear her tell me it would be fine and that she wouldn’t ever leave my side. We all had been left with a permanent scar. At that point none of our injuries really matter as much as loosing her did. Not Joshua’s stitched up eye or Aliana’s broken arm and glass cut once flawless face. As that was happening my mom handed me the picture frame with her once smiling face. That picture frame with the beautiful sun descending into its cave until the next morning. The picture frame that showed the crashing waves against her bare toes and her perfect smile glistening like the North Star. As we all stared endlessly at the frame we realized she was watching over us because we had all made it, maybe injured but we would be fine. What happened that night had left permanent scars of lost but we now more then ever valued our families and the people surrounding us.

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