We had just landed in Phnom Penh, Cambodia less than 6 hours ago after a 21 hour flight and departed the city towards Svay Rieng Province. The sky was getting darker as the moon shone brighter. We were at a wedding reception in the countryside. This one in particular was outside in front of the bride’s house. Like many houses in rural Cambodia, this one was wooden and uplifted by tall pillars so that the first floor was just open space to sit and lounge. Two long, wooden staircases extended from different entrances to the inside of the house to the ground. There was a clearing in front of the house which was supposed to be the dancefloor. Tables were set up all around the dancefloor. On one side, stacks of large, black speakers blared out Khmer music.
I was wearing a light pink cardigan with a lacy white blouse and distressed jeans. The other girls had a full face of makeup on, their heads of hair were stiff like cardboard, and their dresses looked like something out of Toddlers and Tiaras. They must’ve prepped all day for this wedding, I remember saying to myself. It was night time and I was struggling to stay awake from the jet-lag. Even all the food on the table couldn’t make up for it. I stared at the beef larb, the Khmer-styled sweet and sour soup, and rice in front of me. There were flies and mosquitos everywhere, and they had a special liking for my face. I kept wiggling my arms and stomping legs to shoo the mosquitos away. The locals are never preyed upon by those bloodsucking vampires. “They can smell foreign blood,” my mom would say. I guess my agitation was apparent because some guys were setting up a lamp near my table that attracts and then zaps and kills the flies that comes into contact with it. Some of the men and women standing right in front of me found it very amusing that I couldn’t stand the aerial pests. They did not bother to try and hide their laughter. My vacation was already starting off terribly.
I was born in Cambodia’s capital, Phnom Penh. My parents and two older siblings moved to the U.S. when I was around three years old leaving me with my grandmother. My parents worked for several years to build a life there for my family. By the time I was six, they had saved enough money for me to move to the U.S. to be with them. I began first grade in a charter school in Philadelphia not knowing how to speak any English. I remember having to be separated from my classes frequently to go with the English as a Second Language (ESL) teacher. However, it didn’t take long before I became fluent in the language and caught up to the rest of my classmates. I didn’t think much of it then as a first grader, but my life would never be the same. Because I was so young when I learned, I don’t carry an accent when speaking English. Now, there was nothing to set me apart from the rest of my classmates. I grew up doing everything my classmates did. Even in high school, my friends forget that I am from a different country.
The mosquitos wouldn’t quit. I was itching all over. I was so ready to go home and get some sleep. I alerted my parents that I had to use the restroom. My dad motioned for me to follow him. We walked away from the house and out to the fields. “Go ahead,” he said, pointing to a corner of the field were tall plants were clustered. I stared back at him in astonishment.
“What, you want me to pee behind the plants?”
“Yeah, where else? No one will see you,” he said, pointing at the plants once again.
“No! Nevermind, I don’t wanna go anymore,” I exclaimed.
“Alright then, wait here. I gotta take care of my business too,” he responded and headed off.
I crossed my arms and released a big sigh as I looked up at the sky. The moon in Philadelphia was much bigger, but here there are stars. There are palm trees and fireflies. There are motorcycles, coconuts, and breathtaking beaches. The smell in the air was dewy and I start to remember how much I missed it. Everything about the place. I wanted to cut open a pocket in the sky where I could crawl into and breathe this air forever and be smothered. This was my home, but people were treating me like an outsider because I was already having issues with the insects. What was once something I did not pay attention to was now so foreign. I used to pee by bushes all the time when I lived in Cambodia. Everyone did it because not everyone had money to install toilets. I was surprised that once again, I did not fit in with everyone else. I didn’t like how that felt.
In contrast to that, my mother intentionally tried to set herself apart from everyone else. She went to the salon run by ladyboys daily to get her hair, makeup, and nails done. In the U.S., she never did anything like that. She made sure to flash her earrings, necklaces, and rings and always carried her finest purses which were never taken out of her closet in Philly.
“You’re going to get snatched,” my grandmother warns my mom. In Cambodia, no one really wears fake jewelry.
If my mom didn’t do all of that to look fancy, she would fit right in. Moving to America didn’t change anything about her identity. She doesn’t speak English and she never did grow up around Americans like me. In the future I will become even more distant from my past which I cannot control. I struggle to hold onto my identity which is largely defined by my culture in a country that holds different traditions. My homeland will become a distant memory after my parents are gone and I don’t want that to happen, but I know it most likely will. I don’t know how to deal with this internal conflict until I do grow up. All I can do is continue to speak my language, eat the food I eat and maybe cook that food in the future for my family.
I ended up leaving the wedding early that night. So much has happened since the last time I set foot on my grandmother’s house and I have grown so much. Everyone is always moving from one thing to the next. Our world is constantly changing as we are experiencing new things that shapes our lives and we adopt to it and it adopts to us so quickly that we don’t even realize what is happening until we take a step back. That is why we must surround ourselves with the people, places, and things that reminds us of who we are and where we came from so that we don’t get lost.
Tigidonkay goes by TK and she enjoys reading the most on her bed by the window in the evening while it is raining outside. Her favorite genre is Science Fiction. The best book that she has read so far is called, “The Mysterious Benedict Society”. A reading dealbreaker for her would be a story that unnecessarily goes on for too long.
When asked, “If the current book you are reading now was a person what kind of person would it be,” She responded by saying that it would be a kind and gentle person who gets a thrill out of discovering new things.
If her life was written in a book, it would be called, “TK in America”. It would hold details of her journey from Sierra Leone to America.
Looking the Part
Looks are very important to people, but not many realize how much it matters. America’s whopping $40 billion diet market and a $20 billion international market for cosmetic surgery prove just how much people want to look good by changing themselves to do so. Attractive people are more compelling as leaders.
In the book, Lord of the Flies by William Golding, a group of young, English boys are stranded on an island with no surviving adults. Left scattered around the island due to the plane crash, the boys are summoned to the beach by a blast of sound from a conch. The boys, ranging from six to twelve years old, introduced themselves to each other. They appointed a group of hunters and voted for a chief. Ralph was ultimately chosen because he looked like leadership material and was the one who blew the conch. The author makes this clear by saying, “...there was a stillness about Ralph as he sat that marked him out: there was his size, and attractive appearance; and most obscurely, yet most powerfully, there was the conch.” (22) These children, having no better judgement, relied on image to choose their leader. Grown-ups aren’t so much different, they just aren’t as obvious about it. Everyone judges people based on their first impression whether they like it or not. It is a scientific fact. Ralph was one of the oldest of the bunch and handsome which set him apart from the rest. The narrator puts great emphasis on Ralph’s appealing features by providing a full description, “You could see now that he might make a boxer, as far as width and heaviness of shoulders went, but there was a mildness about his mouth and eyes that proclaimed no devil.” (10) Without knowing it, the rest of the boys associated Ralph’s good looks with positive traits that made him perceived as suitable for a leader.
Though the book is fiction, people behave very similarly in real life. If one takes a good look at the most influential people in society like the Obamas, all of the most popular music icons, and Hollywood’s tv personalities, it is obvious that they are all beautiful human beings. Candidates in politics are no exception. An article from Stanford Magazine claims that researches confirms,“...good-looking candidates get more votes.” This is no surprise as no one would want to listen to a plain, frumpy politician babble on about the nation’s greatest dilemmas. The New York Times has found that “...features associated with beauty include smooth skin, shiny hair, body and facial symmetry.” The article states that these charming aspects are indicators of health proposing that this may be the reason why people tend to vote for the more attractive candidate whereas the less appealing receive less attention or even disregarded.
In contrast to the respect that the boys give to Ralph, one of the crew, Piggy, is completely shunned by the others because he is fat as his nickname suggests. Soon after they elect Ralph as chief and Jack as the head of the hunters, Jack, Ralph, and Simon head out to scavenge the island. Piggy offers to go, but is completely shut down. “We don’t want you, three’s enough,” Jack barks flatly. (24) Notice that when everyone first met each other at the beach, Ralph was automatically given the floor to speak and had everyone’s attention. However, when Piggy attempts to tag along, he does not get nearly the same amount of respect as Ralph. There can be no other reason for this except for Piggy’s ugliness. His appearance is the very first detail the author touches on making sure to describe his plump belly and the way his round glasses lays low on his nose. Throughout the rest of the book, Piggy continues to be ignored and bullied by his peers.
Those who do not meet society’s definition of beauty are punished in ways that the public does not notice. Appearance bias is powerful. Studies indicate that better looking people receive more favorable treatment. Though attractiveness gives people an advantage, it only has a very instantaneous effect as other aspects like intelligence comes into consideration. Moreover, a pretty face does not make up for incompetence.
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Better Kept A Secret
I can’t believe you would do that to me when I trusted you to keep it a secret. Why?? Why would you do that?? I don’t wanna hear that you did what you thought was best for me. I knew exactly what was best for me. You might have thought that I was scared and too young to handle the situation, but I kept it a secret not because I was scared; that way, it was better for every one. It’s not like I was going to let him get near me ever again. (Pause) (Brief hesitation) Yeah, but even if we live in the same house, I still would never let it happen. I froze in place that time because I used to be scared. I didn’t now how to react, but I’m not anymore. That happened so so long ago, back when I was 13. (Pause) There you go again saying that he deserves to be locked up. Maybe reporting him was the right thing to do, but it definitely wasn’t the best thing for me. If you really cared about me like that, you would have set aside the fact that you’re my teacher and did the best thing for me no matter what. (Pause) But I do know! I’m mature enough to realize that you did what you did because you really care about me and think that you’re protecting me. But you should have never took my matters into your own hands. (Pause) I know what he did was wrong, (pause) sick, and disgusting, but my family was already falling apart and the last thing I wanted to do was add onto the drama. You have no idea what I was going through.
For the past two years, I tried so hard to forget every thing that happened. I wanted to move past it and never look back. But because of you, I had to recall every one of those dark memories. It became a much bigger part in my life, which was the complete opposite of what I hoped for. Did it cross your mind that I would have to stand in front of him, a judge, my family, and all of these strangers and tell them every detail of how he harassed me? Do you know how humiliating that felt? (Pause) Honestly, I don’t give a shit if I stopped him from violating other girls. To you, what I did was brave, but I don’t see myself as a notable person and neither did my parents. (Pause) They don’t think like you do. In their eyes, I made a mistake by not keeping my mouth shut. I only brought more trouble to them. It was hard for them to believe, he has lived with us for years, and has been a great family friend. I brought shame to my family because his relatives started spreading word about what happened to other people we know. I had to go through it alone. You should have never said anything, it was better kept a secret.
You pay a price growing up in the states. Word by word, it rolls off of your tongue and is replaced by unfamiliar English vocabulary. You don’t really care at first because your ignorant six year old brain is mesmerized by the foreign country, people, school, friends, and language. And then, people begin to ask, what makes you who you are. So you start asking yourself this very question. By now, you have begun to observe your surroundings and inquire what influences your identity. The first things that pop into your head are the most obvious: where you were born, the language your family speaks, the food you eat, and the traditions or rituals your family has. This all connects back to your roots and culture.
I was born in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. I currently reside halfway across the world in Philadelphia. I immigrated to America when I was six years old. Coming here, I only knew how to speak Khmer, my native language. I enrolled into first grade at a school with a great English as a Second Language (ESL) program. There were many others like me who were still learning to speak English, so I don’t remember ever being called out for it. The teachers were wonderful and patient. It wasn’t long before my English improved drastically. Within roughly one year, I was already fluent in the language. I remember receiving the most medals in the second grade. You probably would think that I still carry a Southeast-Asian accent, but since I was taught English at such an early age, the distinct accent never stuck with me like it did to my parents. Even now, they are only able to speak broken English.
It was at this time that I started bringing the language home. I started using it more and more often with my two older siblings because it grew awkward to speak to each other in our own language. I think the reason for this was because many of the words are more polite and respectful in our language. For example, in English, I can address myself as I and I can address someone else as you. However, that would not be the same in Khmer because we would have to address someone based on their age to show respect to the elders and other factors like their relationship to you or if they have married. Before I knew it, I was communicating with my parents in English. Surely, they did not understand what I said most of the time.
“[Why are you home so late?]” my mom questioned as I shut the door behind me. “I volunteered to help with decorating for the Valentine’s Dance,” I replied completely in English. “[Where did you go?]” my mom inquired. I let out a brief sigh and mumbled, “Nevermind.” She clearly didn’t understand what I had just said. Obviously, I was at school decorating. Then, for the billionth time, I fled upstairs to my room.
I used to wish for my parents to know how to speak English like all the other parents. Having to repeat myself in Khmer, fill out paperwork, make phone calls, translate, spell out words, and read mail for them on a daily basis is such a pain. I would always scowl when being asked to complete one of those tasks. Noticing my facial expression, my dad would usually say, “[If I knew how to do it, I would do it myself, I wouldn’t be asking you to do it for me.]”
Inevitably, I grew up since then and have matured. My school takes pride in students’ cultures which explains their name: Folk Arts Cuktural Treasures Charter School. We had many electives and ensembles that teaches dance and music from all over the world which made me gradually realize how important my language and culture is to me.
“It is embarrassing that I don’t know how to speak English. Other people look down on that, but what can I do. It’s too late for me to go to school and I have to go to work to take care of you kids. I choose to speak Khmer at home, so that you kids won’t forget our language. All of these other kids come to this country and they forget where they come from. They don’t see until its too late that being able to speak another language or follow different traditions makes them special. “
In my first blog post, I explained all the research I did on sweatshops. To remind you guys, a sweatshop is a factory or workshop usually in the garment industry where workers are exploited by being forced to work overtime, receiving low wages, toiling long hours in unsanitary conditions where they are exposed to health and safety hazards, violations of labor laws, and sometimes sexual harrassment. I read about many appalling cases where workers were abused and forced to do awful things like getting an abortion to keep their jobs. That lead me to wonder, if workers are being treated in such conditions, why do sweatshops exist? As I clarify in my second blog post, which you can find here, I learned that sweatshops are becoming the foundation of a ¨fast fashion¨ industry characterized by the relentless drive for speed.
Now, since violations of labor laws are being made all over the world, what is being done to raise awareness and elicit positive change? There are organizations around the world that are helping to ensure that the fundamental rights of workers are respected. A great example would be the Clean Clothes Campaign, an alliance of organizations from 16 European countries who educate and mobilize consumers, lobby companies and governments, and offer direct solidarity support to workers as they fight for their rights and demand better working conditions. Recently, they have helped to gather 30 million dollars in compensation for Rana Plaza workers after the building collapsed killing over 1100 sweatshop laborers. Another organization against sweatshop labor is the Fashion Revolution and they strive to change the fashion industry into an industry that values people, the environment, creativity, and profit in equal measure. To raise awareness, they ask people to participate in their Fashion Revolution Day on April 24 every year which is also the anniversary of the Rana Plaza collapse. To participate, you can do the following:
My opinion on these tactics is that raising awareness is the right way to go. People do not realize that the instant gratification of a cheap new shirt is far outweighed by its social and environmental impacts. We are talking about a form of modern slavery here! If more people are becoming aware and showing support by asking where their clothes came from, spreading the word on social media, donating money to non-profit organizations, and avoiding brands where clothes are unethically made, companies will be pushed to make improvements by monitoring their supply chain and ensuring that none of their clothes are being made in sweatshops.
For my Agent of Change, I put up a clothing line signed by pledgers who agreed to purchase only ethically made items for the next 35 days. I first had to explain to them what a sweatshop is and how raising awareness would help with this issue and then I told them what brands they were able to shop at and what brands they should avoid. I was trying to raise awareness as well as getting people to avoid stores that have their merchandise constructed in a sweatshop. I felt very hectic trying to get signatures because I had to do a lot of talking over and over again and then they did not even sign the pledge. I was surprised that people were very honest and they did not sign my pledge just to sign it, the ones who knew that they were going shopping soon turned me down. As a result almost all of my friends refused, but they said that they felt bad. Because of this I was very frantic and got tired of repeating myself so much. I think that I could have made this better by going to advisories and explaining all at once what my agent of change is about. That way, I would not get tired of speaking and I think I could’ve gotten more signatures. What’s left for us to do is to abide by the pledge, and remember the real cost behind the cheap prices every time we shop unethically.
For this project I focused on garment sweatshops which is the most common type of labor exploitation in factories. I want to know what other types of jobs poor people living in third-world countries have that also violates labor laws
and treat workers incompetently with insufficient pay. For example, I remember seeing a few years ago, a documentary about how little kids no more than ten years of age were forced to toil all day every day in South Africa for the Hershey company. I love chocolate just as much as I love getting insane deals on trendy clothing, but the whole fashion industry runs on exploited labor which is NOT okay. I also still want to know what actions our government has made regarding this issue because it is a global concern, but every one seems to continue to shop unethically even after knowing about the people who work in sweatshops in other countries making our clothes.
I originally sought to do an interview for my original research, but the organization I contacted ended up not being a real organization at all. Next time, I would have started researching people I can talk to about my issue with earlier. Because I was not able to do an interview, I followed Ms. Giknis's suggestion which was to do a field observation instead. I walked around Center City taking pictures of tags from clothing stores that were most notoriously known for having their merchandise made in sweatshops.
As most of you know, I hung up a clothing line in front of the office and got people to sign my pledge agreeing to only purchase ethically made items for the next thirty five days. I received more than twenty signatures which is not a lot, but that was my goal because I know that most people love their cheap deals on trendy clothing even if it was made by children. I think that if I were to do it again, I would have gone around to the different advisories including my own to collectively present my project and take pledgers, This way I think that I would have gotten much more signatures, saved time and breath because I wouldn't be repeating the same thing to every one over and over again.
In my previous blog post, I dived into the meaning of sweatshops which is a factory or workshop, especially in the clothing industry, where workers, usually living in third world countries, are exploited by being forced to work overtime, receiving low wages, toiling long hours in unsanitary conditions where they are exposed to health and safety hazards, violations of labor laws, and sometimes sexual harassment. I researched about many cases of alarming working conditions in such factories that violate human rights. I also began exploring brands like Nike that do not produce any of their garments, but instead, contracts with manufacturing facilities, which are mostly sweatshops, throughout the world.
Since then I have continued to explore how the whole system works and why sweatshops exist. My friends and I live for the trendy, affordable stores like H&M and Forever 21-- and we are not the only ones. These stores—which are the leaders of the “fast fashion” industry—appeal to my age group because their clothes are trendy, hit every style from grungy to prep, and most significantly, fit into our budget. For $50, it’s totally possible to walk out of Forever 21 with a brand-new outfit. At the local boutique down the street, all my friends and I could buy for $50 is half a skirt.
But the convenience, selection, and low costs come at a price. The instant gratification of a cheap new shirt is far outweighed by its social and environmental impacts. Just as hitting up a fast food restaurant every day for lunch will add up to some health problems, a habit of shopping at fast fashion stores harms our local and global communities.
First, a formal definition of fast fashion: it’s a retail model where trends are delivered as quickly as possible at highly affordable prices. For example, French fashion house Givenchy just sent black dresses with grommet lacing down the runway for its Spring 2015 show. The real deal won’t be sold in stores for half a year, but Forever 21 can have a much more wallet-friendly copycat version on shelves within three weeks. According to NPR, “a relentless drive for speed now characterizes the industry.”
And this revolving door of merchandise isn’t ethically sound, even though its price tags are cheap.
The term ¨sweatshop¨ was coined during the Industrial Revolution referring to a subcontracting system in which the middlemen gained profits from the margin between the amount they earned for a contract and the amount they paid to the employees. The profit was said to be "sweated" from the workers because they received minimal salaries for excessive hours worked under poor and sometimes dangerous conditions. What working circumstances makes a job considered as a ¨sweatshop¨? In sweatshops, workers are exploited by being forced to work overtime, receiving low wages, toiling long hours in unsanitary conditions where they are exposed to health and safety hazards, violations of labor laws, and sometimes sexual harassment. Sweatshops can go beyond factories and workshops, worldwide agricultural workers are subject to the same laboring environments.
According to this article, ¨Typical sweatshop employees, ninety percent of whom are women, are young and uneducated. Many of them are recent or undocumented immigrants who are unaware of their legal rights.¨ I am interested in this topic because I am an immigrant myself with parents who work in factories and family members back in Cambodia who drop out of school at an early age to find employment to help earn some money for their families. I want to learn as well as share about the information regarding sweatshops because it affects my family in America and in Cambodia since this unwarranted industry is a global issue.
This issue is significant because sweatshops violate human rights throughout the world. I was appalled to learn that in some Indonesian sweatshops, it was mandatory for women to pull down their pants and reveal to factory doctors that they were menstruating in order to claim their legal right to menstrual-leave (Morey, 2000). In a Samoan apparel plant, the factory owner habitually came into the womens' barracks to see them shower and change (Greenhouse, 2001). A 20/20 investigation in Saipan sweatshops discovered that pregnant employees were required to have abortions in order to keep their jobs (20/20 special investigation, 2000). Many U.S.A. corporations that run on sweatshops are getting away with the way they treat their workers. Reports of broken fingers and the experience of teens who worked in sweatshops in Guangzhou, China were filed proving to be one of the countless Chinese factories that supply Western companies like Walmart, Dell, and Disney.
Dhaka, Bangladesh – March 2010.
Garment factory in Dhaka Bangladesh in the Mohakhali area.
Dhaka counts more than 4000 factories producing for export only.
Credits: Clean Clothes Campaign
It is important for others to be aware of this problem because many people, like me were uninformed about where our clothing came from and how it was made. Some people might decide to stop buying products from stores that run on sweatshops or contribute to organizations that fights for labor rights. A particular case-study used Nike as an example to examine further into the issue of sweatshops. Nike sells millions of products yearly, but they do not produce any of their garments. Instead, the company contracts with manufacturing facilities located throughout the world. Around 800,000 people work in these factories,which are mainly located in Asia. They have been criticized for the working conditions and low wages at these factories, with many critics accusing the company of profiting from sweatshop labor.
Nike has gathered much pres about using sweatshops since the 1970s. http://sweatshops-humanitarianissues.weebly.com/case-study-nike.html
Below is a video that explores the world and issues of sweatshops that uses Nike as a casestudy.
At this point of my research, I am questioning how it can be so difficult to find evidence of wage violations or child labor if there are so many sweatshops that exist. Also, I was wondering exactly what corporations have done to improve laboring conditions.
Find out more about sweatshops here.
Mi nombre es Sopheary Sok y tengo quince años. Soy estudiante de Science Leadership Academy. Está en el cuidad de central de Filadelfia. Está cerca de Schuylkill River. Es bastante pequeño. Hay cinco pisos y aproximadamente quinientos estudiantes. Nuestros almuerzos duran una hora, tenemos una clase en el Instituto Franklin todos los miércoles, y nos estamos cada uno provistos de una computadora. Tenemos muchos clubes como robótica, el cuarto piso y club de participación de la comunidad. También ofrecemos muchos deportes para el estudiantes como fútbol, béisbol, y baloncesto. Participo en softbol por que me encanta correr.
Las clases que tomamos son teatro, tecnología, arte, ingeniería, bioquímica, historia, inglés, geometría o álgebra uno, español, y almuerzo. Mi favorita clase es arte porque es más relajante que otras clases. No me gusta mucho historia porque leemos un libro aburrido. En ingeniería, necesitamos el cuaderno y un bolígrafo o lápiz. Hablamos y comemos con amigos durante el almuerzo. Es importante ser responsable con nuestra basura. En teatro, actuamos. Para tener éxito tenemos que estar preparado y prestar mucha atencíon en geometría. Es necesario participar activamente en español clase! En bioquímica, resulta útil tomar apuntes. Para pasar de inglés, trabajar duro y hacer la tarea!
La Srta. Manuel enseña Español. Ella es morena, algo delgada, y Filipina. No le gusta Miley Cyrus o Jonas hermanos. Le gusta correr. La Srta. Manuel es boba, inteligente, y divertida. Su clase es siempre chévere y interesante. En la clase, cantamos canciones en Español, tenemos mini concursos, estudiamos quizlet, y leemos cuentos cortos. ¡Es un amor de gente!
Science Leadership Academy es a seguro y mutualidad ambiente. Lo que más me gusta de SLA tienen ninguna intimidación y nos dieron mucha libertad pero no me gusta cómo las clases son más de una hora. Es muy creativo, innovador, y bondadoso. Estoy agradecido a asistir a esta escuela porque no hay muchas escuelas en Filadelfia son capaces de ofrecer tales cualidades maravillosas.
Intro- Los seres queridos en mi vida
Yo- ¡Hola! Me llamo Sopheary. Soy algo deportista, bastante trabajadora, y sociable. Yo soy también más o menos alta y delgada. Mi cumpleaños es el ocho de enero. Además, soy camboyana.
Él- Es mi mejor amigo. Es un poco loco, muy cómico, y como si fuera poco, él siempre está siendo tonto, pero es por eso que lo quiero mucho.
Ella- Su nombre es Arielle. Tiene catorce años. Tiene los ojos marrones y el pelo corto y rizado. Ella es una mezcla de razas. Le gusta nadar, escribir, y ir de compras. No le gusta nada ayudar en casa.
Ellas- Sus nombres son Siani y Alex. Son muy lindos y bastante divertidas. Les encanta practicar deportes. Asisten a Science Leadership Academy.
Nosotros- Esta es una foto de mis padres y yo. Somos de Camboya pero vivimos en Filadelfia. Tenemos los ojos cafés y el pelo negro.
Fin- Music: Danza Kuduro
It is essential for teens to know about net neutrality because we are using the internet all the time. It is needed for school, entertainment, convenience, communication, and eventually for our jobs. If we are constantly using it, we need to understand it and be aware of the rules that are involved. Once we understand it and know the rules that are involved with the internet, we are able to use it effectively without causing any harm. In addition to that, being aware of rules related to the internet allows us to take a stand for what we believe in when the government makes decisions about one of the fundamental rules of the internet called net neutrality.
Everyone who pays to receive internet can all agree that net neutrality must not be taken away. Net neutrality preserves our rights to an open internet where ISPs are not able to control the content that we stream in any way. The internet would no longer be a happy place without net neutrality if our accessibility of data is being influenced. Like in the image that I attached, some content will take forever to load and some will not even load at all if the ISPs decide to block it. I cannot imagine the fustration of being unable to access any website I want at the same speed as everyone else.
As Americans, we are ensured the freedom of speech. Banning net neutrality interferes with this law. For example, if I made a comment on a website and the ISP that I pay monthly for does not like this comment I have made, they have the power to block it to prevent me from saying further comments if net neutrality was not enforced. People would soon feel supressed to say what they want to say because ISPs are able to censor the information that we request and share. Therefore, if net neutrality is not advocated, our freedom of speech on the internet will be provoked also.