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Ona Brown Capstone

Posted by Ona Brown on Friday, May 19, 2017 at 5:59 am

  In your senior year at Science Leadership Academy you are asked to produce a Capstone. Our senior capstone gives us the responsibility to educate ourselves and the freedom to be in charge of our own education. Using what we know to educate those around us. Our capstone requires us to incorporate all 5 core values; presentation, inquiry, research, reflection and collaboration. These values have been instilled in our performance as students and in our work ethic over the course of years.

One thing that I always appreciated about the SLA community was our freedom to express ourselves in many aspects. One being in the way we dress. The freedom to wear whatever our hearts desired as long as it wasn’t offensive or creating a negative learning environment for other students around us. Image/fashion has always been an important aspect of life to me. I knew I wanted to center my capstone around this idea that the image and perspective we have of ourselves and others shapes our everyday experiences. Image/fashion plays a significant role in our lives, whether it used for racial discrimination, judgement, sexual orientation, class, business, or simply just to express ourselves as human beings.

During this project I was able to reach out to up and coming fashion designers, teachers, students, and family members regarding the purpose of image. After much preparation, time, and research I was able to create a website sharing my findings and ideas about fashion/image. One truth that I found to be evident is that as a society we shouldn’t try to make a purpose for image, we should make image purposeful.


Link to website: https://obrown35.wixsite.com/image

Link to Bibliography:
https://docs.google.com/a/scienceleadership.org/document/d/1aJEAACdMYfSYpUMeiuQOp1axcaVkdh5Ykm45G0d-Lh0/edit?usp=sharing
Tags: capstone, sessa, 2017
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Advanced Essay #4:The Role Of Guilt

Posted by Ona Brown in English 3 - Block - E on Thursday, March 24, 2016 at 12:27 am
My intentions for Advanced Essay #4 was for my arguments and ideas to be though provoking and different. I wanted to create a mental image of my picture in my readers heads so a visual wasn't necessary. I wrote about an idea that was always hard for me to understanding. Why do we feel naturally feel guilty situations we are not responsible for and what role does guilt play in our lives. Looking back on my essay, I feel like I could've taken more time to execute my ideas better for my reader to understand. I'm proud that I used more outside sources for my essay and actual testimonies. In the end it made my paper stronger. 


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Men are gathered in the streets. They are all different shades, come from all different backgrounds but they all are hoping and fighting for the same thing. One African American male holds one side and a white male holds the other of a large white poster that reads “Will Trade: useless medals for decent jobs.” Both men gaze forward into the crowd intently, while people follow behind them.

These two men along with many men behind them are apart of the VVAW (Vietnam Veterans Against War) protesting against the Vietnam War and fighting to end war forever. Some men in the back are holding signs but the words are difficult to make out. The poster that the two men in the front are holding that reads ”Will Trade: useless medals for decent jobs.” Is used as satire. Prior to going into the Vietnam war the soldiers were promised financial stability and special provisions that would be made for them when they returned home. One soldier comments “They promised us the sky; they delivered little.” The soldiers weren’t warned about what would be faced with and the end result of their decision to join the army. Yes, some soldiers received benefits but they were very hard to obtain and secure. Many who fought in the Vietnam war felt like the war was pointless, and didn’t accomplish anything. These emotions are communicated through “useless medals”. While some might’ve thought it was an honor to fight for your country, these veterans felt taking all these innocent lives was very dishonorable.

When I first saw this image I thought about what moved those men to be out there protesting. They wanted to warn others of the reality of the Vietnam war and people would be apt to listen to them because they fought in the war. After thinking about what their motive might’ve been, I thought about how protesting didn’t undo what they experienced in the war. Were they overcome by guilt when they were silent? They couldn’t change their current circumstances, but they could change how people perceive war. If they spoke out many people wouldn’t be blinded the same way they were.

Meditating on the veterans motives allowed me to create this connection between guilt and silence. When we are silent in situations where our voices matter the most we feel a sense of responsibility when the wrong decision is made. This guilt also plays a role in our lives when we are helpless in situations.

In Martin Luther King’s speech “Beyond Vietnam” he talks about claiming our own identity and respecting other people’s identities and needs, and beliefs without degrading them in the process can help fuel the idea that war is not needed. He also mentions how he knows giving this speech on the Vietnam war could hurt his career and the people who believed him. Before he began talking about the matters in Vietnam, he touched how it has troubled his conscience. He says “I come to this great magnificent house of worship tonight because my conscience leaves me no other choice. A time comes when silence is betrayal. That time has come for us in relation to Vietnam.” This idea that silence could be betrayal is what I feel like plagues us in these situations I previously mentioned.


When the Vietnam war veterans came to visit and tell us stories from the war I was intrigued by every word. It was something about they the way they spoke. Sometimes with conviction, sometimes with pure regret that made it seem real. At the end of the discussion I asked one of the veterans Mike Felker who was a medic in the war, if he felt responsible for the lives he couldn’t save. He told me he felt as if he killed them himself, because he wanted to save each and every one of them. That wasn’t possible, but it was his goal that he didn’t achieve that left him guilty. He told me how he suffers from PTSD and he can’t help but to relive these situations. But through everything coming to schools, educating and people and speaking out against war makes it easier to cope and lifts some of the burden he carries off. I found his testimony to go hand and hand with this idea that silence encourages guilt and what role guilt plays in our life. Guilt can influence us to speak out to change other people situations.

Mike Felker writes stories about what he has experienced and I was privileged to read one of them about a water buffalo he tried to save in a small village during the war.  He didn’t know what to do but as he was told “When in doubt, fake it.” He didn’t save the buffalo neither did he alleviate it of it’s pain. He simply made the attempt and that’s what the people wanted and sometimes that’s all that is needed. What I gleaned from this story was that you can say you tried and failed or failed without trying. Failing without trying is what brings the most guilt, especially when your effort can change the state of a situation.

In conclusion, guilt will move us to do many things. Whether we are helping, speaking, or protesting. The guilt that builds up inside us from past experiences or decisions can be taken away by simply not being silent.


Bibliography 

"Mike Felker's Writing." Mike Felker's Writing. N.p., n.d. Web. 24 Mar. 2016.
https://drive.google.com/a/scienceleadership.org/folderview?id=0B54Q8OLTJH2HVDVyMVFpZXdGNGs&usp=sharing#
"Veterans, Close Ranks! Extend & Expand The GI Bill!" Vietnam Veterans Against the War: THE VETERAN:. N.p., n.d. Web. 24 Mar. 2016.
http://www.vvaw.org/veteran/article/?id=1510
"Beyond Vietnam**." Beyond Vietnam**. N.p., n.d. Web. 24 Mar. 2016.
http://kingencyclopedia.stanford.edu/encyclopedia/documentsentry/doc_beyond_vietnam/
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See Your Skin Podcast

Posted by Ona Brown in English 3 - Block - E on Friday, January 29, 2016 at 3:10 pm

During my writing process I explored the idea of belonging. After watching several  videos and reading excerpts that described how we find our identity. It helped me to examine bigger ideas such as the process of building our identity and how many factors go into the destruction of our identity. But I’ve came to the conclusion that our identity can’t be destructed unless we allow it to be. Our identity can be reconstructed, because throughout life we will have different encounters that help us shape and form our identity. Another idea that stuck out to me during my research was that we do form our identity based off of others people projections,because when we come into this world we are told things and we base our own projections on their own.

I’m very happy with the outcome of my essay and podcast. I was able to interview my family members and understand their perspective on belonging and forming our identity. In the future I want to be comfortable with educating people about identity and I also want to stay comfortable in my own skin and not rely on the presence of others.


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Belonging doesn't exist - Advanced Essay #3

Posted by Ona Brown in English 3 - Block - E on Tuesday, January 19, 2016 at 2:18 pm

In my advanced essay #3 my goal was to explore the question of constructing your own identity and how your awareness of who you are eliminates the idea of wanting to belong. With every advanced essay I've been seeing a development of my writing and descriptive skills. In my advance essay I not only wanted to create a mental image in my readers mind but I wanted to leave an impression on the readers mind.


While watching a Ted Talk given by Thandie Newton in my English 3 class, I was captivated by her accent that I never knew she possessed. Her words caressed my ears and massaged my brain, losing the nerves and allowing my thoughts to flow down into my heart. I went home and later that night I watched the video again. The silence in my room allowed me to analyze every word that rolled off her tongue. Newton confessed her struggle with finding her identity. She spoke on an idea that she assumed most of us believed. She said “We start to believe that belonging confirms our self existence.” I do agree, some believe this idea and they make it a part of their lives. But I have also came to the conclusion that when we become aware of our internal differences, the craving of belonging no longer exists. Even if our desire is to fit in, once we know we don’t belong or fit into society’s norms  we will never be able to do so.

Children’s laughter fills the warm house. The sound of little feet kiss the ground passionately as they play around in the house. The children's mother sits at a large brown wooden circle. On top of the wooden circle sits a sewing machine. She looks up occasionally from the fabric that is being pierced by a needle. The doorbell rings and a small brown girl stops her laughter and approaches the door slowly. She looks back quickly before opening the door for her mother's permission. She opens the door and closes it, “Ahhhhhhh, Help! Help! It’s a black man!” The tall dark figure waiting behind the door looks down at the small brown child puzzled but slowly filling with anger. The mother gathers her robe and rushes to the door just to see it is the husband of her friend. He is coming to pick up the garment the mother has made for his wife.


My mother describes this moment just as she lived it.  This was the first black man she seen that came to the door. She had heard bad things about them on the T.V. She didn’t know she was black until her first encounter with racism at the age of 8. Her mother was a caramel color and her father was Puerto Rican, light and pale. He spoke broken english but he was the only man she was taught to call daddy. My mom grew up in a household full of diversity. She lived and was raised in a predominantly white neighborhood. She had three brothers and four sisters; Victor, Mario, Angelo, Santa, Ava, Vida, and Terria. All of their names were from Spanish origin except for hers. They were all yellow-toned and her brown soiled skin made her stick out like sore thumb. Her hair was a thick wild bush of coils and it took a hot comb warmed by fireplace to get it straight.


My mother was the only child with an African American dad. My grandmother’s first child’s, Terria, father was Jamaican and Chinese. Her second child Vida’s dad was Brazilian. Her last children Mario, Angelo, Ava, Victor, and Santa were born to Puerto rican men.


For a while my mother was very color blind. Not in the sense that she didn’t want to realize the differences between her and the people she was around but because she just couldn’t see them. She never noticed the difference in color between her and her siblings. But other people couldn’t help but notice she didn’t belong. As my mom grew up she became aware that she was different, but she never let her otherness stop her growth as a person. Majority of her friends were white and she dated people of all different ethnicities. She dealt with many acts of racism from both white and black people. Her skin color was too dark for the white people and her language was “too white” for the black people. But one thing that my mom never struggled with was finding her identity and being comfortable with everything she was and everything she would become. To this day my mother still feels like she doesn’t belong. She deals with the “You sound so white” comments and being called a “valley girl.” Once she realized she didn’t belong she never fit in. Her awareness became a strength and not belonging became a limitation. All with positive effects.  
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Advanced Essay #2 - Intrinsic Motivation

Posted by Ona Brown in English 3 - Block - E on Wednesday, November 25, 2015 at 7:32 pm
Introduction: My main focus for this essay was trying to confirm the idea that we all possess intrinsic motivation. The only thing that varies between us all is what it takes for this quality to be revealed. It can be a long list of things, but I think your environment has the biggest effect. I wanted to show how when we are put in different environments than what we're used to we see different things that help awaken this motivation in us. I hope I was able to convince the readers of my idea and to show different examples of why I stand firm in this belief. I feel like I was very descriptive with the scenes in this essay as well as my first essay. For my next essay I want to focus on narrowing down what I'm trying to communicate so my reader doesn't get confused with all the ideas they're presented with. a

Advanced Essay #2

In life I have learned numerous lessons and I am comfortable with the fact that I’ll learn more as I grow. But through all life’s lessons there has only been one truth that has left a lasting impression on my mind. This truth lives inside each and every one of us. That truth is we all possess intrinsic motivation. This intrinsic motivation allows us to be driven by ourselves rather than the people around us. Motivating ourselves leads to an everlasting benefit, while being motivated by others only gives short term success. This idea is communicated through the old saying ”Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day, teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.” What some fail to realize is that the man must first want to learn before he can actually be taught. People who aren’t motivated to educate themselves can not be taught. Which leads me to question, does everyone possess this intrinsic motivation?

We all have this intrinsic motivation, but it takes certain environments to awaken it. The only thing that varies between us all is what environments we have to be in for this quality to be revealed. The environments we grow in effect how fast and when we become motivated.

This belief became real to me one day last year while I was out with a friend. I had an interview at Chipotle that day, so I insisted on going to my interview first then accompanying my friend to get her state ID. After my interview we were on our way to the place that I seem to pass by everyday without knowing. When we entered, the room was full of impatient faces. There were people standing on the walls, people sleeping, others in line. There were two seats open but they weren’t next to each other.

I said “Claire you take that one, I’ll take the other.”

She said “How about we ask the man who is sitting in between the two empty seats to move over so we can be next to each other.” I nodded in agreement.

The man looked very unapproachable. He held a folder full of papers in one hand and his smile in the other. A frown that extended from one ear to the other was plastered on his face.

“Excuse me, can you move over one please?” She asked.

A number was called on the loudspeaker “76 come to line B”

The man got up quickly while gathering his papers.

After we sat down I couldn’t help but observe the anxious faces around me. My eyes were stuck on this one elderly lady who moved in slow motion. She looked sick and unhappy. As she walked to line A, I watched her stop to regain her balance. My eyes followed her until they met with what looked like a middle aged man who was waiting for her in the line. Their faces shared similar traits, but his looked more rough. He has a scruffy beard and wondering eyes. The similarities in their faces lead me to believe that man was her son. He looked clueless as he talked to the women behind the desk in uniform. He said the words his elderly mother could not, but they didn’t seem to be the right ones. He looked to his mother for help every so often but didn’t receive any. The two small figures left the line empty handed and looked more disgusted than they were when they entered the place. I started to think about the role my mother plays in my life. She’s my support system and my teacher. Since she is the only person I know I can depend on, I sometimes take her for granted. I don’t listen to everything she tries to teach me about life that I need for the future. But while observing all the hopeless and confused faces I gained a sense of gratefulness for her teaching me certain things so with or without her I would be capable to take care of things on my own. That night I went home and I researched all the documents you need to have in order to get your state ID and I researched the process. I was expanding my knowledge for myself so I wouldn’t have to depend on my mother to inform me. In order to succeed you have to want it for yourself and you have to push yourself to get it. It took me being in this environment that was different than the one I was used to full of confused people to understand the resource I have which was myself.

I also remember a story my mother shared with me which was a little more extreme than my own but it gave me the same realization. She told me a story of boy who lived on her block named Pete. Her mother never allowed her to go near the house or associate with Pete because he was not good association. Pete’s mother and father were heavily involved in illegal drug activity. They subjected him to this lifestyle, which lead to him abusing drugs and selling them. His parents didn’t reprimand him, because they thought this was an ideal way of living. He grew up ignorant to how life really was outside the world he was used to. He went to high school without basic elementary skills. When he entered high school, he felt out of place and “stupid”. The contrast between him and other students looked him pried his eyes open, so that it was all he could see. It was then that he realized he wanted to educate himself. He began going to the library which sparked his interest in reading. He still had a long way to go, but he was determined and fueled by his intrinsic motivation. When his parents noticed the change in his behavior they questioned him. This questioning ignited a heated argument where he expressed his hatred for them. He felt unloved, because they were holding him back in a way he never knew they could. Naturally, his parents felt guilty. Pete was later shot and killed due to previous involvement in drug activity. Anyone who knew Pete’s family knew his death left his mother devastated. In Pete’s case his intrinsic motivation wasn’t revealed until he was put in an environment that made him challenge his intelligence.

When we yearn for enlightenment we guide our fingers to the book and pry it open ourselves. This enlightenment we yearn for comes from the intrinsic motivation that sleeps within us until our environment awakes it. In conclusion whether it takes being put in an environment totally different than the one we are used to or being put in an environment with similar traits our motivation reveals itself.



Works cited:


Anzadula, Gloria. "How to Tame a Wild Tongue." (n.d.): n. pag. Web. November 25,2015

"What Is Intrinsic Motivation?" About.com Health. N.p., n.d. Web. 25 Nov. 2015.

Myers, Christopher. "The Apartheid of Children’s Literature." The New York Times. The New York Times, 15 Mar. 2014. Web. 25 Nov. 2015.

"Intrinsic Motivation." Intrinsic Motivation. N.p., n.d. Web. 25 Nov. 2015.

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Advanced Essay #2 - Intrinsic Motivation

Posted by Ona Brown in English 3 - Block - E on Wednesday, November 25, 2015 at 5:32 pm

Introduction: My main focus for this essay was trying to confirm the idea that we all possess intrinsic motivation. The only thing that varies between us all is what it takes for this quality to be revealed. It can be a long list of things, but I think your environment has the biggest effect. I wanted to show how when we are put in different environments than what we're used to we see different things that help awaken this motivation in us. I hope I was able to convince the readers of my idea and to show different examples of why I stand firm in this belief. I feel like I was very descriptive with the scenes in this essay as well as my first essay. For my next essay I want to focus on narrowing down what I'm trying to communicate so my reader doesn't get confused with all the ideas they're presented with.

In life I have learned numerous lessons and I am comfortable with the fact that I’ll learn more as I grow. But through all life’s lessons there has only been one truth that has left a lasting impression on my mind. This truth lives inside each and every one of us. That truth is we all possess intrinsic motivation. This intrinsic motivation allows us to be driven by ourselves rather than the people around us. Motivating ourselves leads to an everlasting benefit, while being motivated by others only gives short term success. This idea is communicated through the old saying ”Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day, teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.” What some fail to realize is that the man must first want to learn before he can actually be taught. People who aren’t motivated to educate themselves can not be taught. Which leads me to question, does everyone possess this intrinsic motivation?

We all have this intrinsic motivation, but it takes certain environments to awaken it. The only thing that varies between us all is what environments we have to be in for this quality to be revealed. The environments we grow in effect how fast and when we become motivated.

This belief became real to me one day last year while I was out with a friend. I had an interview at Chipotle that day, so I insisted on going to my interview first then accompanying my friend to get her state ID. After my interview we were on our way to the place that I seem to pass by everyday without knowing. When we entered, the room was full of impatient faces. There were people standing on the walls, people sleeping, others in line. There were two seats open but they weren’t next to each other.

I said “Claire you take that one, I’ll take the other.”

She said “How about we ask the man who is sitting in between the two empty seats to move over so we can be next to each other.” I nodded in agreement.

The man looked very unapproachable. He held a folder full of papers in one hand and his smile in the other. A frown that extended from one ear to the other was plastered on his face.

“Excuse me, can you move over one please?” She asked.

A number was called on the loudspeaker “76 come to line B”

The man got up quickly while gathering his papers.

After we sat down I couldn’t help but observe the anxious faces around me. My eyes were stuck on this one elderly lady who moved in slow motion. She looked sick and unhappy. As she walked to line A, I watched her stop to regain her balance. My eyes followed her until they met with what looked like a middle aged man who was waiting for her in the line. Their faces shared similar traits, but his looked more rough. He has a scruffy beard and wondering eyes. The similarities in their faces lead me to believe that man was her son. He looked clueless as he talked to the women behind the desk in uniform. He said the words his elderly mother could not, but they didn’t seem to be the right ones. He looked to his mother for help every so often but didn’t receive any. The two small figures left the line empty handed and looked more disgusted than they were when they entered the place. I started to think about the role my mother plays in my life. She’s my support system and my teacher. Since she is the only person I know I can depend on, I sometimes take her for granted. I don’t listen to everything she tries to teach me about life that I need for the future. But while observing all the hopeless and confused faces I gained a sense of gratefulness for her teaching me certain things so with or without her I would be capable to take care of things on my own. That night I went home and I researched all the documents you need to have in order to get your state ID and I researched the process. I was expanding my knowledge for myself so I wouldn’t have to depend on my mother to inform me. In order to succeed you have to want it for yourself and you have to push yourself to get it. It took me being in this environment that was different than the one I was used to full of confused people to understand the resource I have which was myself.

I also remember a story my mother shared with me which was a little more extreme than my own but it gave me the same realization. She told me a story of boy who lived on her block named Pete. Her mother never allowed her to go near the house or associate with Pete because he was not good association. Pete’s mother and father were heavily involved in illegal drug activity. They subjected him to this lifestyle, which lead to him abusing drugs and selling them. His parents didn’t reprimand him, because they thought this was an ideal way of living. He grew up ignorant to how life really was outside the world he was used to. He went to high school without basic elementary skills. When he entered high school, he felt out of place and “stupid”. The contrast between him and other students looked him pried his eyes open, so that it was all he could see. It was then that he realized he wanted to educate himself. He began going to the library which sparked his interest in reading. He still had a long way to go, but he was determined and fueled by his intrinsic motivation. When his parents noticed the change in his behavior they questioned him. This questioning ignited a heated argument where he expressed his hatred for them. He felt unloved, because they were holding him back in a way he never knew they could. Naturally, his parents felt guilty. Pete was later shot and killed due to previous involvement in drug activity. Anyone who knew Pete’s family knew his death left his mother devastated. In Pete’s case his intrinsic motivation wasn’t revealed until he was put in an environment that made him challenge his intelligence.

When we yearn for enlightenment we guide our fingers to the book and pry it open ourselves. This enlightenment we yearn for comes from the intrinsic motivation that sleeps within us until our environment awakes it. In conclusion whether it takes being put in an environment totally different than the one we are used to or being put in an environment with similar traits our motivation reveals itself.




Works cited:


Anzadula, Gloria. "How to Tame a Wild Tongue." (n.d.): n. pag. Web. November 25,2015

"What Is Intrinsic Motivation?" About.com Health. N.p., n.d. Web. 25 Nov. 2015.

Myers, Christopher. "The Apartheid of Children’s Literature." The New York Times. The New York Times, 15 Mar. 2014. Web. 25 Nov. 2015.

"Intrinsic Motivation." Intrinsic Motivation. N.p., n.d. Web. 25 Nov. 2015.


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Advanced Essay #1: Fall Leaves

Posted by Ona Brown in English 3 - Block - E on Tuesday, September 29, 2015 at 9:14 am
Descriptive writing is not always easy. You're basically trying to create a mental image in the readers mind. I wanted to approach this assignment with an open mind. I wanted to create a mental image that every reader from every background could see. I also wanted to make my reader feel every word and leave lasting impression on the idea of growing up. The scary reality of growing up and how age doesn't play a part in it. I feel very accomplished, I'm very amazed of how much I've grown as a writer. 


Fall Leaves

by Ona Brown



I always looked forward to Summer when I was younger, it was the most highly anticipated season for a young 12 yearold girl. Time for long days at the beach that leave you two shades darker than the shade you had when you came. Numerous visits to amusement parks. Having so much fun that you put your summer reading off, to do two weeks before school starts. Summer break felt so long, halfway through I would start to miss school. As I got older what felt like a year was gone in a blink of an eye. As I got older I started to anticipate the fall in summer. It’s something about Fall that makes everything feel more homey and close. It’s Not too cold and not too hot. Not too many rain showers to wash your worries away, just a silent wind that speaks to you with no words. It’s something about the warm orange, yellow and brown colors and the way the trees let us know it’s okay to change. It’s something about how the trees aren’t scared to be naked and how they don’t fear Winter coming soon. Fall made me see things so much clearer at a young age. It help me to realize that my age had nothing to do with maturity, rather it was my experiences.


My mom and I used to go to Linvilla orchards every year around October. But this particular time we decided to bring a couple of friends to tag along and share in the Fall activities. I loved getting on the Hayrides. It was the first thing my mind was focused on upon arriving at the Orchard. I made my way to line full of anxious faces, while using my right hand to guide my mom. I used all my weight anchoring my feet into the ground and pulling her arm with my upper body. She hated when I did that. She scream “Stop or we won’t go until it’s time to leave!” I stopped immediately, although every step she took I couldn’t help but wish she was running. I tried to focus on something else, like looking at all the small faces that looked just like the bigger faces they were with. Finally we made it to the line which was so long. After one minute of waiting I became anxious. A stern look from my mother reminded me to be patient. As we walked up the steps to enter the tractor, the corners of my mouth rose. We would sit close making it easy to see each others breath. We breathed in unison, small white clouds formed as we exhaled then they disappeared into the air, never to be seen again. As the farmer made his way through the field maze, taking different twist and turns he pointed out the earth's cultivation. From the small apples to the tall stalks of corn. I never understood how the small insecure seeds could become the big confident crops that laid before my eyes. I wondered if it was how long it took them to grow or their environment that made them ripe?


After the Hayride we picked sweet ruby red apples that showed the reflection of our little brown faces when we looked into them. Later we bought popsicle sticks and make candy apples that I lost my tooth to that night. But Every sweet bite made it worth it. The tooth fairy confiscated my tooth and replaced it with five dollars just to remind me change was okay that night. Soon a new adult tooth would be growing in the narrow empty space.


I know for a fact Fall was forcing me to grow up. The leaves pointed to the things I didn’t see before. The cold wind shook my body and told me to stay awake to not miss a thing. I truly started to understand why knowledge is pain and why it hurts to know. Why did knowing more have to mean you were growing up? I felt like I was out growing my friends. We were around that same age but our mindsets were totally different. The things I knew, they were just starting to understand and some weren't even starting. I hated when my mom told me to act my age. I wasn’t fresh, she just said I “worried about things I couldn’t control and I needed to just be a kid.” But can you really act your age? In my opinion, you can act like your experiences. People’s lives and what they are taught and see vary. I wanted her to see that you could be 40 years old and still haven’t grown up.


I remember that fall when I taught my brother that age had no correlation with growing up. The October air kissed my cheek passionately. My brown hoodie held my body snug. My heart was beating fast. Confusion and suspense filled my tiny mind as I held his rough callused hands. We walked down the steps at a fast pace. As we reached the bottom, he said “I’ll race you to the end of the block.”

I took off running, letting the wind caress my soft brown hair. I’m losing my     breath but I’m almost at the corner. Don’t give up *pant Don’t *pant. You can win this! I made it to the corner and came to an abrupt stop. I turned around and seen a frown plastered upon his face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked

“You cheated, ” He said.

For some odd reason instead of arguing how I won fair and square, I said

“No, what’s really wrong?”

He looked at me, like he didn’t expect me to utter those words out my small  mouth. I knew there was something else going on. I looked back at our house that was in the distance, now that we were at the corner. I heard a high pitch voice that sounded similar to my moms.

As soon as he caught my eyes and see how I was paying too much attention to the noise coming from the house, he said “Come on, we’re going to the park.”

As we crossed the street I couldn’t help but think about the noises.

*Ring *Ring. His phone was ringing. He stop walking and let me get a little ways in front of him. I was trying my best to block out all the extra noise so I could listen to his responses to figure out who he could be talking to.

“Yes”

“Are You Okay?”

“Yes, We’re fine”

“I took her to the park”

“Okay, call me if you need me.”

*Click

“Ona what’s wrong?” he said.

“Was that mommy?” I replied

He looked up then replied, “Yes.”

“What’s going on Brendon?” I asked

“You’re too young to understand lil sis.”

“Am I too young to understand that you’re trying distract me from whatever is going on at the house ?”

He smirked, “You think you’re so smart.”

It was his turn to be distracted.

“Look there goes a ball, First to 10!” I shouted.
He said, “You’re going to lose.”

I gripped the ball in my hands and threw it up in the air surprisingly making it into the net. “Who’s going to lose again?” I said with a grin resting on my face.  

He smiled so big that even the sun was no match for its shine.  

Life told me to grow up. I used to tell life, “I was too young that It wasn’t time.” But then life finally convinced me that age was just a number.


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History Final Portfolio

Posted by Ona Brown in World History - Block - B on Tuesday, June 9, 2015 at 5:56 pm

This year in History has been an eye opener for me. This class has help me to see the world in a totally different light. Before this year I felt like I had vague understanding of the world in some aspects. I knew the surface of some topics, I never took the time or energy to actually dig deeper. I want to thank Mr.Block for aiding my classmates and I on this wonderful adventure. From pollution to colonization, our learning has been broad.  I’m able to teach others what I know and ideas that I have explored. Mr. Block helped us to see both sides of global issues. It’s always easy to see the obvious side of things but it’s harder to play devil’s advocate and try to understand the not too obvious side of the story.  I enjoyed learning how to do this, because if you know both sides your arguments are stronger. The courses I enjoyed the most this year were the Modern Revolution course and the Sweatshops trial.  

As mentioned in the previous paragraph the first course that was meaningful for me was the  Modern Revolution course. With that course we studied many old and modern day revolutions. We explored the Arab Springs Revolution along with the Yemen Revolution and we researched information about the Haitian and French Revolution. After exploring all of the Revolutions we were asked to create a digital story that answered an arguable question about Revolutions. My question was “ What does success mean in a revolution ?”.  I was very proud of my Digital story, because I feel like people define success differently. At the end of Digital story I wanted people to know that  “just because the initial is not reached in a revolution doesn't mean the revolution was unsuccessful.” Researching different revolutions also help to see that the use of non violence is always better than the use of violence. Non violence sets you apart from your opposer when they are using violence against you. It helps you to still have respect for yourself and your people. It tells the opposer that they can take everything away from you except your pride. I think that’s an amazing idea and concept to understand. While exploring the Arab Springs Revolution I came across a quote that really touched me and will always stick with me. Political Professor Gene Sharp said ”Once the regime was no longer able to frighten people and people then act wisely and keep non violent discipline, which is extremely important, then that regime is in big trouble”. This quote said to me that once you no longer fear your opposer, your opposer is in big trouble because basically now you’re unstoppable. It’s very true, because when you’re no longer scared you have nothing to lose and people who have nothing to lose are the scariest. The Modern Revolution course will always be one of my favorites.

The second course I mentioned was the Sweatshops trial. Trials always helped me acquire understanding skills. Knowing all sides to a story always make your individual argument stronger. Although the verdict for the trial charged my group the Elites with the most guilt points I still believe capitalism was the most responsible for the treatment of the workers. After the trial I realize everyone played in a part in the treatment of the workers even the workers themselves. It wasn’t just one person's fault. That helped me to see something with the bigger problems we have in today’s world. We do things but don’t take in consideration the effects it has on other people all around the world. It’s an unending cycle that I don’t think will ever stop.

Throughout the year I found answers to a great deal of questions I had. I feel like I changed as a person. My inquiry and research skills have really improved. History has really changed my thinking so much that I’m actually thinking about looking into teaching history for my major. I want to open the eyes of people and fill minds with knowledge just how Mr. Block did for my classmates and I.  


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La Entrevista

Posted by Ona Brown in Spanish 2 - Bey - E on Monday, February 2, 2015 at 8:08 pm
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Climate Change Monologue Project

Posted by Ona Brown in World History - Block - B on Monday, October 6, 2014 at 12:40 am

​In the first unit of World history, we learned and explored the serious effects of global climate change. The primary greenhouse gas that is responsible for climate change, carbon dioxide has been mainly emitted through human activities.  Climate change has always existed, but has progressively worsen. We furthered our knowledge on the topic as we watched various videos and researched the potential future effects of climate change on our environment.  We were asked to create characters and describe their relationship with climate change, while informing the reader about the global issue. My goal is to leave the reader with information and for them to know that no matter who you are, we're all experiencing the effects of this global issue.


Monologue #1

Job Regulation   (Clarise,  New York, Works at Sanitation department, 40 year old, single mother, 3 kids, )




The boss just asked to see me in 5 minutes. I really hope it’s not about coming in late yesterday. I have three kids, I’m a single parent. What does he expect from me ? I’m living paycheck to paycheck ! Maggy just started school... which reminds me, she has back to school night. Ugh, Nooo ! I have a late shift that night…. Has it been 5 minutes yet ? I think so.….Wait that’s him calling me now. Before you say anything else Mr.Rogers, I just want to apologize for being late the other day. My son Tommy, remember him ? He got sick, his asthma has been acting up really baa ( stopped in mid sentence) Oh so if it’s not about that, what is it about ? As the member of the sanitation department our goal is to keep the area cleaned, we recycle and try to the best of our ability to keep things cleaned. Is that what you called me in here for, to ask what this department does ? Okay. Yes, I am aware of the Amendment to the clean air act. It’s aiming to reduce acid rain caused by power plant emissions. I don’t remember how much the estimated cost would be to do this. 7.5 billion really ? We don’t have that money no way. I have said it time and time again enviromental protection is much too expensive for our economy.  I don’t understand, Mr. Rogers you called me here to have a discussion about climate change ? Yes, I would appreciate it if you just cut to the chase.  You had to lay some people off ? (Pause) I was one of them. (holds mouth and begins to cry.) I have three kids, what do I tell them ? Find another job ? It’s not that easy BOSS ! So, your telling me hard working people, are going to lose their jobs because you want to purchase cleaner equipment, and use sulfur dioxide and some nitrogen crap. Is having a cleaner environment the main priority right now ?  Now, that people have let pollution get out of hand, we’re just supposed to hurry and spend money to just try to stop it now. This has been going, it didn’t just pop up. It’s just noticeable now. How will you feed your family tonight ? Billy, Mandy, and your wife ? No ! No ! You can’t do this. (Long Pause, wipes tears) No, you won’t have to call them, I’ll get my things and go.


Monologue #2

Crop Growth ( Tica, Female, 16 year old, Africa, eldest of all her siblings, 2 sisters and one brother.)


As I wake, I wipe the crust from the eyes that have been held open from the night before. The sun pierces my eyes, but it feels good. I look forward to being  awakening by the sun. It is true, the world does revolve around the sun. I thank god for it everyday. Without it , how would I be able to feed my brothers and sisters. Mother leaves at 6 today, because she has to be at the bus early. Last time she almost missed it . I’m glad she didn’t because no work is no pay. So, this means I I I I have to get the kids dressed and fed for school. Sometimes I miss school,  this week has been awful, but I have to help mom. Since Dad is gone. I think about him when I’m plowing the fields everyday. He always said that if you're plowing has a rhythm it goes much faster. (Pull, dig, dig, pull, dig)  He was the strongest man I knew. (Huff)  It’s 8 o clock already, I should go wake the girls up so they can get washed. Onikaaaaa Tukaaaaa. Stop arguing just hurry and get clean ! Okay, now they’re up let me go get breakfast ready. ( Sigh) We’re out of rice. I thought I sent Mabitu to the field for more yesterday. He never listens, that why he stays in trouble. He’ll learn one day. It’s been so hot lately, the sun is beating upon my neck as if I stole from it. The rice isn’t ready to picked yet. (Pause)  that explains why he didn’t bring them in. Now that I think about it, It’s been three days without rainfall.  Rain is what affects the balance and nourishment of the seeds. How can anything grow without it. (Papa told me that)  I do remember Zimbawe, the wise one of the village. He mentioned something about none of the crops growing, due to the changing of the weather. He said  With the change of weather, the distribution of the plant seeds are messed up, so not only will our crops not be able to grow to their full potential, their won’t be many of thee (Stops in mid sentence)  Yesss, I’m out here ! I’ll be in there, in a second.  It’s almost time for you guys to leave out. We won’t be having rice this morning, I know, I know. Each one of you take a apple. Make sure you eat it, I don’t care if you don’t want it. I’ll have dinner ready when you come home. (Door shuts) ( Sits down) Will I ?


Monologue #3

Human Health ( Robby, Malawi, 17 year old boy, Sjögren’s Syndrome, practicing for presentation.)



Good Morning,  How's everyone feeling ? I’m here to talk about the climates impact on health. Some of you may walk away with the feeling of wanting to help, others with the feeling why do I care. But the goal I hope to accomplish is only making you aware of it. Let me tell you a little about who I am.  My name is Robby I was diagnosed with Sjögren's syndrome when I was 6 years old, I am now 17. It was a shock to everyone, because no one had the syndrome in the family, so it wasn’t hereditary. At first we thought I had lupus, but with a serious amount of other tests ran we discovered the real thing was Sjögren’s Syndrome. I used to feel like an outcast, I was different, I couldn’t do what other kids did. The simple things I couldn’t do. for a while my  best friend was an oxygen mask. When I started to get better and regularly take my medicine, I started to meet people with the same disease. In school, I had more confidence and I actually began to join different groups. I started to invest my time in environmental science. It became a hobby. You have any water ? Thank you, my mouth was a little dry. (Clears throat) I’m sorry class, Okay good, I’ll continue. Around the time of the spring that just passed, I started to experience a more intense pain. Every so often I would have this feeling, my heart would  run a mile a minute. At any moment it felt like it would burst. My chest would tighten like a fist beginning to close. I’ve never took anything for granted, because that feeling burned in my chest every time I did. Of course my parents and I  were worried so I went back to the doctors. I was switched to different and stronger medicines. One of my doctors mentioned the change in my health might be due to the environmental changes. I was very book savvy and already involved in science so I did some research. I found that climate change affects those with respiratory issues and allergies. Along with asthma, food borne, insect borne, and heat related issues. The respiratory and allergy related issues applied to me, so I did further research. The spring pollen season was happening earlier and lasting longer. For example, Ragweed is a popular flowering plant and it was shown that the amount of pollen production is increased during this spring season. Tests on Ragweeds also showed that high carbon dioxide concentrations and temperatures increased the amount. This not only told me that I needed to take my medicine, but told me there are high carbon dioxide levels. This carbon dioxide is causing climate change and pollution is due to carbon dioxide emissions.  (Gasp),  I just said a lot . Everyone with me ? Kinda ? No ? Okay. So all this carbon dioxide we’re producing is polluting our air and effecting things that we may not know about. Which is our health. I thought this needed to be shared to other people, as young children we may feel like we can’t make big changes. But we sometimes fell to realize the little things we do can contribute to the big. Awareness is change, people’s knowledge and views change due to awareness. Twice a week I visit schools like yours and find kids who are interested in taking apart in the this movement. Thank you for your time. A you all have been a great audience. (Sigh of  relief)  Okayyyy mom, I’ll be down in a sec. I Guess I better run through it again after dinner so I’ll be ready for the big day tomorrow.




Monologue #2 
Crop Growth Video 




Monologue #2 Crop Growth from Òna brown on Vimeo.

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¡Es la casa de sus sueños!

Posted by Ona Brown on Friday, June 6, 2014 at 12:18 pm

Kiamesso DaSilva


Nuestra cliente se llama Kia DaSilva. Tiene 15 años. Su cumpleaños es el segundo de agosto. Ella vive en Filadelfia con sus padres y dos hermanos. Le gusta la musica de los años 40s, especialmente Frank Sinatra, y muchas obras de teatro. Ella juega sófbol, también.



¡Es la casa de sus sueños! La casa está en Lancaster. ¡Es una ciudad magnífica! Está cerca de un parque, el transporte público, un banco, un supermercado, museos, una escuela y muchas tiendas locales. Esta lejos de la ciudad. La casa es enorme y elegante. La casa tiene un jardín y un garaje. La casa es hecha de piedra. Tiene una biblioteca, una cocina, una sala y un comedor en el primer piso. Dentro de la casa es rojo y azul. La casa tiene nueve dormitorios. En el segundo piso hay tres dormitorios y dos baños. En el tercer piso tiene tres dormitorios y dos baños. La casa tiene una “cueva de mujer” en el sótano. Tiene una pecera de dos tortugas.























¡La casa es enorme y elegante! Tiene tres pisos y nueve cuartos!

¡Hay cuatro baños elegantes con duchas espectaculares!

¡El jardín tiene flores bonitas!

¡La casa tiene nueve habitaciones espacios!

¡Hay un garaje para un carro y muchas bicicletas!


¡La casa tiene una biblioteca súper moderna y diferente!


Hay una cocina y un comedor. ¡Son hermosos, ideal para toda la familia !





Una sala es azul. Tiene tres sillas.



Contacto : Ona Brown y Liam Hart

Telefono: (800)-758-1428

Cuesta: $700.000


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Blog #3 Agent of Change

Posted by Ona Brown on Saturday, May 31, 2014 at 12:42 pm

Hey, It’s Ona  I’m back for the last phase of my You and the World project. In my previous blogs, I expressed to you my concern about musical  therapy. In my first blog I told you a little about what I was doing and why I was concerned about my topic Click here.  Blog Post 1. In my second blog post I explained how music was therapeutic. How music affects the brain and our mood. Click here  Blog Post 2 .  


This is my agent of change blog. This project has gave me a broader view on the world. It showed me that just because I’m an adolescent doesn't mean I can’t do anything to change the world. You don’t have to have money or be famous to contribute to the world. If someone does a little, no one has to do a lot and that’s how change starts. I was concerned about a certain topic, and I went out and did something about it. It made me feel important, like I was in control. I didn't have to wait on anybody else. I speak for my whole class when I say we went above our self imposed limitations. This project didn't allow us to be lazy, it was very hands on. This project also help further my knowledge about the brain and how music affects it.  I got to learn how the brain works and the different parts of it. I came out of this project with knowledge, a new look on responsibility and independence.

For my agent of change I knew I wanted to do something with kids. Whether it was reading a book to them, entertaining or playing music/dancing. I wanted to volunteer at Children's Hospital. But I was unable to do that because they don’t let unauthorized people interact with the kids, I needed  specialized training. So I decided to go volunteer in July. I would be able to feed, and nurse the babies. I’m still able to help in some type of way. Just because the project is over, doesn’t mean I have to stop caring about my issue, I still want to keep doing. Along with volunteering I decided to present a slide deck to the Dunda and Herman advisory, Showing them how music is therapeutic. I asked my classmates questions after I gave them background information on my issue. I played several songs and got feedback on how it made them feel. In the slide I gave a brief overview and went into detail while speaking.  Click here. Is Music therapeutic ?  Music

Is It Therapeutic ?

(This is the title of my presentation the link for it is above.)

At childrens Hospital of Philadelphia, musical organizational groups are coming and teaching the children how to play instruments, and playing music for entertainment. They’re using the music as therapy for the children, to help take their minds off their situations and pain they’re going through. Also, at some hospitals chronically ill patients that are undergoing surgery are being prescribed anti-anxiety drugs along with being assigned to listen to certain music to calm them down. At temple college there is an ongoing study on how Mozart and classical music helps the brain think better. All of these examples are of things that are currently being done in the world about my issue. Hospitals are using music as therapy and conducting studies on how music really affects the brain. I think this is the next step up and it’s really good to bring attention to.  


I’ve always struggled with time management, that is one thing that I wish I could've handled better on my “Agent of Change”. If I timed things correctly I would've been able to volunteer at the hospital before the project was over instead of July. Also, for my presentation I think I should have used more songs that people didn't know about, because they would not have preconceived notions about the songs. So, it wouldn't affect how they felt about the song. I’m looking forward to continuing my project in the summer by volunteering at Children's Hospital. I would like to acknowledge Ms.Dunn for her handwork and dedication. She laid everything out for us, all we had to do is follow the steps. She checked in daily with us to see how we were doing. She offered her time during lunch, and her space. Thank you Ms. Dunn. I would also like to acknowledge my classmates. Getting through this project wasn't easy. It took a great deal of hard work and devotion.





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La casa de Drake

Posted by Ona Brown on Thursday, May 29, 2014 at 8:22 am

La Casa es grande !  Tiene seis cuartos y uno pso y no escaleras . Tiene diez ventanas. La casa  esta en Miami.  Tiene cinco dormitorio. Tiene cocina pero comedor. Hay es cinco banos 
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Una Casa !

Posted by Ona Brown on Tuesday, May 27, 2014 at 1:26 pm
La Casa es grande !  Tiene seis cuartos y dos pisos y una escaleras . Tiene seis ventanas. La casa  esta en los surburbos y paiz. La casa no tiene la sala y baño, . Tiene un dormitorio.  Hay un biblioteca. No tiene cocina pero comedor. 
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Perspective drawing

Posted by Ona Brown on Monday, April 21, 2014 at 3:48 pm
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Mis encanta abuelos

Posted by Ona Brown on Friday, March 7, 2014 at 8:51 am
​ Mi Abuelo y Abuela.  Mi abuela ayuda en la casa. Mi abuelo no trabaja, él esta Jubilado.  Son viejos pero tienen corazónes jovenes.  Ellos cantan y bailan.

Me encanta mi abuela y abuelo. Estoy feliz a tener ellos. Ellos son testigo de Jehova. Van a Nueva Jersey todo el tiempo pero viven in Filadelfia. Mi abuleo le encanta caminar. Mi abuela encanta ver cine y ver la tele. Mi bisabuela y abuela y abuelo viven en una casa. Su abuela de madre

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Is Music therapeutic ?

Posted by Ona Brown on Sunday, March 2, 2014 at 8:57 pm

Hey guys ! I’m back ! In my previous blog post I introduced my YATW  issue,  music being therapeutic for children with chronically ill diseases. I discovered that music has a huge affect on our brains, mood, and is very therapeutic. Click here.  Blog Post 1

Since my first blog I found it’s not only therapeutic  chronically ill children for treatment, but it’s beneficial for everyone. My knowledge on the cts music has on our brains has broaden.  I’ve done research and surveys and I’m happy to share some of the information I found with you. At the end of reading my second blog post I hope you have learned a little bit more about how music is therapeutic for all of us.

I have found groups that go to hospitals and perform for the children and teaches them how to play certain instruments. Such as the “Ryan Seacrest Foundation” and another organization “The Group & Entertainment volunteer Program”. The second organization particularly visits Children Hospital of philadelphia. I interviewed a Registered Nurse. The office she works at is located at 34 st. and civic center boulevard. I asked her a few questions regarding the topic. Below  is a link with questions she was asked, along with her answers. This interview really helped me to see inside the hospital world. I got to see more  than just  the surface.

click here. Interview

To further my understanding about how music affects the brain I looked at some neurology experiments, and test. I found that music improves visual skills, language skills, and thinking skills. One study said that ”Both music and written language involve formal notation reading from left to right; music notation consists of symbols that represent information about sound and time and speech requires attention to the temporal order of rapidly changing acoustic events.” Another study said that” There are two types of emotions related to music; perceived and felt emotions.”  It’s saying that we can understand the emotion of a piece without feeling it, which explains why some people enjoy sad songs with low tempo.  I found these facts very interesting.  

( This is a diagram of certain areas in the brain that our used when we listen to music. )








Finally to see what others thought about music and it’s effects I made survey for the students in English 1. The results help me to see everyone listens to music! Sometimes different genres. They listen to music through the day, when they're stressed or need to focus. To relax or even to past time. The results from the survey can be found below.

Click here. Survey


Making a survey, interviewing and researching has all help me to further my knowledge about my YATW issue. I got to see how different types of people think about music and how it affects them by making a survey. When interviewing, I got to see a different view of things through a Registered Nurses eyes.The research was very insightful and made me feel comfortable with the topic, and I can inform others. My personal opinion about my YATW issue is that music is very influential on the brain and can be used as a form of therapy. I used to play the clarinet and being able to read notes made me feel like I spoke a different language, the language of music. It felt good it was a way to go to your own world for a minute. Even though I don’t play my instrument anymore, I still get away when I listen to my music.  So, I truly believe music is a form of therapy and changes your mood. Everything in the world has a beat, walking, running, your heart even has a beat.

For my Agent of Change part 3 I’m thinking about volunteering at Children's hospital. To read books to the children that are immobile and can’t get out of bed. There bodies might be immobile but their imagination are not. Their imagination can go anywhere it wants. They shouldn’t be robbed of their childhood because of imperfection.  Whatever helps the children get in better spirits, I’m willing to do it.  An alternative option would be to join an entertainment program like the  “The Group & Entertainment volunteer Program”.  

Thanks for reading ! Can't wait to share my next adventure with you !

Click here.  Annotated Bibliography
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Mi Encanta Escuela SLA !

Posted by Ona Brown in Spanish 1 - Manuel - C on Monday, February 10, 2014 at 12:55 pm

!Hola¡ Mi nombre es Ona. Soy quince años. Soy  de Science leadership Academy.Está en centro Filadelfia. Mi escuela es divertida y diferente y diverso. Hay quinientos estudiantes y los  profesores.  Que tiene Cinco pisos. Tenemos deportes y actividades creativas. Yo Participo en nada.

Yo tengo los clases; ingles, bioquimica, español uno, Historia y drama y álgebra. Mi favorita clase es inglés porque muy divertida y interesante. En inglés necesitas un libro, un lápiz, también un diccionario. En matemáticas necesitas una calculadora y una hoja de papel y un lápiz.Actuamos, hablamos, escribimos para tener éxito en está clase.

La señorita Dunn es mi favorita professora.Ella enseña inglés, ella es de amable, los ojos es  bonita. Bastante compresíon. La señorita Dunn te gusta ir de compras los fines de semana. La señorita Manuel es muy simpática, te gusta bailar. Ella no me gusta nada ver la tele cuando tiene tiempo libre.

Yo me gusta S.L.A porque es diverso y divertida. Mi escuela pequeño pero muy sociable. Lo me que más me gusta de SLA es la divertida. Estudiantes es amable y simpática.  SLA es interesante. La mejor escuela en todo el mundo.


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Therapy For Chronically Ill Children

Posted by Ona Brown in English 1 - Dunn - X on Tuesday, December 17, 2013 at 10:54 am


Hello, I’m Ona Brown.I’m a freshmen at Science Leadership Academy.In my English 1 Class we were asked to chose a topic that we were concerned about and write about it .The topic I chose was therapy for chronically ill children. After my research I found that music and smiling are very therapeutic. I know I can’t cure the illnesses they have, but lifting their spirits and getting their minds off of their situations can help.

 


Smiling is a form of therapy.It takes more muscles to frown than to smile.When you smile your brain excites the left anterior of it then triggers two muscles in your face to rouse.The zygomatic major which is in your cheek tug your lips upward and the orbicularis oculi which encircle the eye socket squeezes the corners of your lips.When you smile a chemical called edorphins is released into your brain, that makes you happy. I’m interested in this topic, because I love to make people laugh and smile.Especially those that are going through such life altering things. To be able to help them take their mind off of their problems makes me feel wonderful. I think is amazing that people can go through the most horrible things, but still manage to be happy and thankful for everything at the end of the day.It inspires me to go on and endure any problem I’m faced with.


(This is a sick cancer patient that is playing the drum as a form of Music therapy.)


This issue is so important, because children are going through these life threatening illnesses and some of them need hope to stay strong. Musical activities and reading are therapeutic.Music helps your memory and it changes your mood, which would really help the patients.The connection between the human brain and music is very strong.When you listen to music our ears convert the sound waves into “ear movement” by moving certain parts of your ear the movement is turned into electrical signals that go through the eighth cranial nerve then  into the brain.They travel all over the brain this affects your emotion.

(Here is a picture of the inside of our brain and how music has an affect on it.)


A great deal of patients use music to find peace. Even though their physical bodies are not able to do certain things their minds are still able to soar.Their physical limitations do not limit their imagination and their minds. Playing musical instruments help enhance your hand and eye coordination. All these activities are helpful to the patient in its own way.


Zach Sobiech was a 18 year old teen. He was diagnosed with osteosarcoma an unusual bone cancer. He used music as an outlet. He found peace with his guitar.He enjoyed writing songs.Music kept him strong through the all the treatments.He wrote and performed songs.It gave him a sense of courage and hope.He never gave up and still kept a smile on his face. Zach said, “I wanted to be remembered as a kid that went down fighting, and really didn't lose”. We should all have the same attitude as Zach in life.


Music and being happy can have a great impact on chronically ill patients. They are forms of therapy and help the brain while actually helping pass  time in the hospital.They encourage and give hope when you think its all gone. Chronically ill patients will always inspire me. From here I would like to look into organizations that go to hospitals and perform for the patients and entertain them. I would really enjoy making some of the children smile.



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Tags: Therapy, Chronically ill children, Dunn. English 9. You and the World.
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Ona Brown: Wow Slide

Posted by Ona Brown in Technology- Freshmen - Hull - b2 on Friday, December 6, 2013 at 8:19 am
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Media Fluency

 

I made my slide with a image for the background, because it would capture the attention of the audience. I made sure the audience could look at it and grasp the meaning before they drew their attention back to the speaker (me). I wanted the slide to be simple, because when there is too much going on the audience can get confused. Also the simple picture describes me. In addition, my middle name is Rose and my favorite flower is a rose.


Wow Wow  Slide
This is my new and improved slide. I took the constructive criticism from my classmates and made my slide over. I was told to get rid of the black block on the side of the slide, it took away from it. I was also told to choose another color for text so It could stand out more and people could see the comparison between my middle name and the image of the rose. I moved the text over so the design of the flower would make your eyes go in a circle and you could follow the image. I changed the color of the text.
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Ona Brown

Posted by Ona Brown in Technology- Freshmen - Hull - b2 on Friday, November 22, 2013 at 8:02 am
In the first quarter of Tech, Ms.Hull taught us a great deal about the concept of the Internet.We learned the difference between SLA AUP and PSD AUP.We also Learned about how we are able to get the internet and how it operates the electronic devices we own.This diagram below shows  how my Internet enters my house and  connects to my electronic devices in my house.This activity was very fun.  I never really thought about how my tablet allows me to get on the internet.I just knew I was on, now I know the reasoning behind it.
mind mapping software
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