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Process Paper
For this senior project called a capstone I was able to choose a topic that interested me that I wanted to create my own project on. The topic that I choose was drawing as well as photography, which I explored in many different ways. First was that I had three different camera as well as different methods and mediums for taking pictures, one was film and the other was digital. Also after I had taken the picture I later tried my best at drawing the image, sometimes inking it up or plain coloring it in.
I chose this project firstly because during the summer I had recently bought myself a professional grade DSLR camera for my love of taking pictures. Also because I bought this new DLR I wanted to put it to use, and I believed adding my talents as a photographer and an artist was a way to push myself to new limits and further my ability.
This project covers the SLA core values because of the many components involved. The first value inquiry was involved when I was researching different photographers as well as how to take different types of images. Which was very interesting because of the vast amount of information I was able to uncover. Also another core value is collaboration, which was covered through my mentor Mr. Herman who is a photographer and he gave me plenty of tips on how to take pictures. Also my Uncle Sultan who showed me some of the basics of drawing and what I needed to change in my images. Reflection played a role after the whole process as well as during when I questioned the quality of my images and how I could do better. Also in the end when I reviewed everything that I did and though about what I would do differently. Presentation played it’s part in this project when I photoshopped some of my images, as well as creating a website to present my images on.
I took a lot of steps in trying to complete this project first was trying to figure out what exactly I would photograph or take pictures of. Another was making the website so that my images would be visible to many more people than myself.
I didn’t encounter that many obstacles throughout this project, but I was able to overcome most of them. One obstacle was the fact that I myself wanted to learn and develop the film I took on my own but I was never able to do that so I just went to CVS and processed the film that way.
First of all I used WIX which is a site to create websites, in which I used to create my own website. Another was My mentor as well as advisor and I relied on him for tips and information on what to do with my pictures as well as how to take them. I also us Photoshop to edit pictures that I took for the better or worse, so that I could see which I liked better. I relied on my mom for buying me the materials that I needed like a photo album to put pictures as well as a photo printer. I used a Canon Selphy printer to print all of my digital images, which came out in fabulous quality
I am most proud of the quality of my pictures over time and how far I was able to come from not even knowing how to use my DSLR camera. I am proud of the places I was able to travel to with my camera so that not only I could capture the site in an image, but I was able to enjoy myself. I’m proud that I impressed people that I was able to get my first paid gig as a photographer of my baby cousin, and how happy I made the mother with the quality of my pictures.
I learned so much from this process I’m almost not sure where to begin and what I learned the most. First I learned how to come pretty close to mastering what a Nikon DSLR camera can do in my hands as well as the quality of my pictures that won’t hesitate in its increasing ability of my photography. I learned how to create my own website, while adding my own unique touch that made it look like no other. I learned how to use a telephoto lens in low light as well as action settings. I learned to always charge my battery because the best things happen when you can’t even use your camera. I learned how to set up and use a wireless printer, that can be used from a phone as well as from and inserted memory card.
If I were to do this capstone all over the first thing I would do is find a way to develop my own film so I could get the experience that I truly desire. I would also try and narrow down on what it was that I would be taking photographs of because it would have been a lot easier to study as well as perfect. I would have taken many more pictures in film, so that I could explore old and vintage as well as how it effects the image. I would have brought a waterproof camera to get some amazing underwater shots. I would have also saved up to buy a telephoto lens so that I could practice with it, also so I didn’t have to be so close to the subjects I would be photographing.
This is a tricky question I guess SLA ins a better place because I am helpful to many and attitude towards life influences everyone to do better. Also I took on the projects head on even though I may have stumbled a few times the SLA community including the staff helped to steady me back upright on my feet. I wasn’t afraid to join a group I don’t normally work or interact with and take charge. I utilized most of the things handed out to us like staying after for help on work, or just to understand teachers. I was able to leave an impression on the future generation, the fact that I was able to help the freshman while they also felt comfortable asking me questions.
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Self Reflection & Images of Paintings
My
creative piece is about a combination of themes between the scarlet letter and Juno.
What we had to do for this project was to come up with a creative idea that
represents at least one theme present in the book and the movie. The idea that
I chose was to create two-canvas painting, which represent two themes. The two
themes that I chose were “Forgiveness & Acceptance” Also “Freedom and the
cost of your true self”. To get my point across I went through different ways
that I could express each theme and I believed that painting was a bold choice
that would convey what I wanted to express.
While
I was going through the process of brainstorming and trial and error for this
project I hit a lot bumps along the road, but the end results show how much I
worked on it. First thing was to figure out how I would represent each theme,
which required understanding what the theme meant and looking for possible
examples to further my ideas. For the first theme that I tackled was
“Forgiveness & Acceptance” which is a little broad since there were a lot
of things that I could draw for this. But I wanted something that would stand
out and look well, the first idea was to be two people hugging which didn’t go
to well because the proportions were incorrect. The next thing that I tried was
having two people holding hands but the proportions were incorrect again. The
last idea that I really like was to have a girl kneeling on the floor and
crying, then I though about the fact that I would need someone to forgive and
accept her. So I then drew a male putting his legs and arms around her, which
represent the theme though at first the proportions were incorrect. So I asked
my uncle who was more experienced in drawing and he told me to have models pose
in the way that I wanted them two snap a picture and draw them. The last thing
that I have which look ten times better as well as a lot more natural.
I
believe that the aspects of this project that I did well was choosing two
themes and finding ideas that strongly represent them. Also trying new things
when it comes to realistic drawing as well as painting and researching ways to
prefect them to increase the aspects of the overall project, while at the same
time boosting my skills as an artist.
I
don’t believe that there was much about this project that I had trouble with
and I feel as though I expressed my opinions to the fullest. So I don’t regret
anything I created so I feel confident about this project because I don’t feel
as though I was lacking in any area. Some of the thing that I had trouble with
was centering my ideas as well as choosing a theme.
If
I were to do this project differently I would start a lot earlier and would
have drawn more pictures to correspond with more of the themes. Other than that
there isn’t really anything that I would change if I were to do this project
again, since I am pretty proud of it as it is. Though some things that I would
change would be to have more experience in realistic drawing, as well as
painting on canvas. So that I wouldn’t have made the small mistakes that I did.
Overall I am really happy with the work that I did on this project, because it
shows all of the hard work that I put into perfecting my skills as an artist. I
learned knew techniques such as how to paint with acrylics on canvas. Also I
was able to improve my skills in drawing realistically since I always draw
things that are anime based.
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The patriot act is a word that stirs conflict in the world of politics. It’s a controversial touchy subject that has two stories the good and the bad. Those who fight to keep it, as well as those to fight to oppose it. Even though each person has their own opinions on why and why not there is truth behind each claim against and for it. I believe that if both sides work together to create something that worth talking about and fighting for then no one will have a problem. The Patriot Act which was created with the idea of protecting america from terrorism through surveillance means. It was strongly fought against because people felt as though they would lose all control over their own privacy. As well as the fact that the government would have too much control.
As technology advances so does the ability to hide dangerous weapons that can hold the power to harm more than ever before. Which is something that the government will instinctively revolt back to create even better means for safety. Though surveillance may seem to be something that invades someones privacy it is also a means to protect the people who need privacy. I see the patriot act a a double edged sword, because is in the wrong hand this amazing surveillance power can be used for evil as much as it is used for good. Though i am not saying that Having this doesn't inflict strain on the basic necessities of everyday privacy but if the privacy is kept with in newly recreated laws and restrictions then people won't have to feel like everything in their life is at steak.
Even though we may want to believe in the fact that the government is only using their new power to investigate terrorism. We know that some where in our minds is that they are using there power for the cases that that have nothing to do with terrorism. There are even facts about "The Widespread serious abuse" of the power. As stated in the passage show that even thought there are some precautions in place it is still not enough. To stop things that could have easily be stopped.
The Patriot act despite it's criticism it is a useful weapon in the war on terrorism. Since it allows the F.B.I to investigate Criminals that have ties to terrorism easier than ever. Safeguards to halt misuse have been newly forced in to effect. Though not strongly backed it is a start to protecting america from terrorism. Though it may not me perfect as of yet there are always faults and failures until the final product is finished.
Enemy Of State Reflection
Enemy of State was a fast paced movie of intrigue showing just how much power the government has over each US citizens "Privacy". As well as how much power they have that unless dealt with on extreme conditions they strength cannot be met. I never realized how far technology had advanced into each persons personal privacy. From satellites from outer space that brought google earth into creation, can be used against the average joe. Lets not forget bugs as well as cameras that can be snuck into a persons home as surveillance. The government is portrayed in the film as people who want to accomplish or go through whatever means they have to in order to get what it is they want. and Killing someone or even ruining their lives seem to all be likely solutions to their problems or what is portrayed in the movie. Though it is a pretty biased stand point only showing the government as people from a bad perspective on interested in saving their own rear ends. Though i'm sure all of the technology that they have can be used for good as much as it was used for bad maybe even more. I believe that it is true that the government should be aware that there is a limit to how much information that they are allowed to access or use against someone. They shouldn't be able to view personal information on a daily basis in less there is a valid reason for invading someones privacy. As well as laws and consequences for abuse the right of citizens for their own selfish and or greedy reasons. They should also have professional documents in which would allow them the accesses of personal invasion of privacy.
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This blog post is a bit short since i was not able to talk to my person after it disconnected. But my goal fo this week was to find out how to ask about college and what someone wanted to do in their future it turned out quite well and i learned a bunch of new stuff. (It won't let me upload a screenshot just yet though..)
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Simple Machines
Info Graphic: Tennessee Ash Spill (Yasmeen, Manna, Ronald, Maggie)
How Did The Native Americans Resist Settlement How Did It End?
Reflection (Yasmeen)
Mi grupo y yo hicimos un PSA sobre el litro de filadelfia. Por crear el PSA, la cosa más importante que aprendí fue el litro es muy importante to parada porque afecta al medio ambiente Me gusta el PSA de mi group porque porque el video es llamativo
Si pudiera hacer el proyecto otra vez, yo cambiaría nada me gusta mi proyecto.
PSA) (Yasmeen Maddie&Bethany)
La Introducción:
Hicimos un PSA sobre el litro en Filadelfia. Es un asusnto importante a nosotros porque la gente necesitan sabemos. Esperamos que el público de Filadelfia yo dudo que reciclar y tiren la basuran
Yasmeen Brownlee Short Story
Something about how something terrible happens to the character like them not being able to do what it is that they want to do. Because a certain higher power is keeping them back from doing what it is that they want to do..
Suzie is stranded on a planet zurg, She is a prisoner kidnapped from planet earth, She knows certain levels of martial arts or at least some defense. She has her trusty side kicks and best friends to back her up along the way. As well as a ton of kidnapped intellectual kids.
Setting;
The atmospheric pressure is the same as it is on earth so she can breath while she is on the planet.
She wants freedom she was kidnapped at a young age of at least five, with
Super powers.. or real life..
Character chart
Suzie main character age 15
Jamie male/ suzies closest trustable friend age 15
Sam-
Prologue:
Life on Zurg isn’t normal, it’s run by psychopathic aliens that kidnap children and a reach to new wacked out ideas of world control.
This
Intro:
Story:
Hey My names Suzie and if your wondering about this story just let me tell you it’s not something that won’t make you think twice about the way you live life. If you even can consider what i am about to tell you life, Like my closest of friends I’m not normal and this hell hole of a place that we live in is Zurg.. Yeah I did say Zurg i know it sounds like a weird name but don’t bug me about it take it up with the bozo aliens that named this place. As well as took us here when we did nothing to deserve this... oh sorry, here i go rambling you don’t even know what I’m talking about. Well I will give you brief explanation of how things started.. It started when i was five, yes five for me that was about 10 years ago yeah I know ten years is a while anyway...
Imagine me a five year old orphan yeah orphan, my parents died when i was younger I only briefly remember them...long story. For another time anyway, though that isn’t where I’m heading with this anyway i lived at a grimy orphanage named Willow Fields Sanctuary For The Abandoned yeah it was a rough place. The building was falling apart from the inside out, and let me just say there isn’t a small amount of children in the orphanage. It was crowded, loud and it smelled terrible, Though this rotten place had it’s upsides believe it or not the adults didn’t mess with us quite that much. Because we were what you call special, Everyone in this facility were incredibly weary of the kids with such high IQ’s that the reveled of those educated adults.
Though my favorite place in this uncomfortable hell hole was a little closet that I used to hangout to read because it was an orphanage it was one of the only places that I was able to get some nice and quiet. It’s not like it didn’t enjoy people its just that I wanted something to myself for once in a while. Ungratefulness isn’t in my forte. I am the oldest of all the kids in the this special orphanage which can be stressful at times but at least it I have the few my friends that I can count on more than anything. My cohort or partner in crime is Jamie he is second in command and was born around the same time as me though in someway I believe that he is smarter. Anyway back to the story..
I could feel something in the garden was off. The usual chirping of the birds wasn’t audible. The door bell rings and Juliet rushes to answer the door..
As the door opens i get a view of the stranger he’s tall with a muscular build. Wearing a black tie and business casual hold his briefcase tightly at his side.
He made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. Though this guest looked normal there was just something about him that just screamed off. I stared into to his stark blue eyes and it felt like they were pulling me in.. I blinked.
“Hey mister, what is it that we can help you with in this orphanage?..” Juliette asked
“There is nothing that you can help me with.” The mystery man said it with such intensity that it took my breath away and that of Juliet's
but you can.. My breath was sucked out of me in not time it felt like someone had kicked me in the gut and gave me a case of major migraine. I grasped my head and let out a scream..
“SUIZIE!!” Jamie screamed and came running caught me just as I was about to collapse. I leaned against him waiting for the pain in my head to ease.
He whispered lightly into my ear.
“Suzie, what happened are you okay?” Jamie asked
PJ came over with sam and kate all holding hands and knelt down next to Jamie
“Whats wrong??”
“Jamie what happened to suzie?”
“Guys it’s fine.” I try to manage a smile through the pain in my head but all I manage in is a grim smirk. “Really guys it’s fine.. I’m not sure what happened..” I turn to look and that man who is staring so intently at me that it sends goosebumps down my spine and I shiver. There is something wrong with that guy and I need to find out. Jamie catches my eye and looks from me to the man. He stiffens steadies me and walks straight up stranger.
“Dude whats your problem what did you come here for?”
He looks him down and says i came for all of you.
And that’s when it happens all of the kids started to scream... and then nothing..
My view is foggy and i wake up, My head is throbbing i grasp my head to and my cold fingers ease the pain but only by a little.. when i open my eyes the first thing i see is a metallic silver plates coating the the walls and floor. I jerk in to an upright position and look around.. this definitely isn’t where i know that i blacked out. The first thing that crosses my mind is where the hell am I and what does that creepy stranger have to with any of this. Jamies soft faces flashes through my mind.. “Jamie? Jamie? guys where are you”
“Suzie look up”
My eyes follow the voices and i see them all through the grate above my head and there not alone all of the other orphans are with them. But why am i alone, why can’t i be with them. I Keep going over this over and over in my head but i can’t quite come up with an answer. Guys wait for me i will find some way out of this i always do.
“We know”
“Yeah Suzie we trust you with everything”
“Thanks guys i really appreciate”
I survey the area looking for any means of escape so far not coming up with any and then the doors open. The nastiest beings that i had ever seen in my life, green sagging rubbery looking skin and yellow slit eyes. Just the sight of these evil beings makes makes my blood run cold and my knees weak. The first one opens his mouth.
Suzie you have been taken aboard on our ship and you are currently heading to zurg to become the leader of all of the children that we have gathered on this new planet.
I clutch my head trying while trying to stop the unnervingly painful sensation. But i can’t help it and once again an agonizing scream escapes for my lips and i collapse on to my knees.
Ybrownlee Benchmark Reflection
I wasn't there for the decisions, Though i was there when we put out ideas for the project. The benchmark was one of those ideas.
11th grade Essential ? - What is the role of the individual in creating and sustaining change?
To show a vast majority why you want this change and to keep going about to gain this change and eventually if you have fought hard enough your wishes may be granted
How has your understanding of the electoral process and whether or not the US is a democracy evolved during this unit?
It has showed me that there is a lot more to voting than could have imagined. And also like all things in this life that we have now have be fought hard for, not everyone got it easy at all points. But us as US citizens take it for granted. People that aren't from american no more about american than the average citizen after they have applied to become an american citizen. When i become legal i will try to always vote when ever possible.
How did you decide to best relay a message to a national audience with your marketing campaign?
We decided to relay the message by getting to the peoples lackadaisical sides. By a pointing out that all you need to do to vote is mail it in and decide in the comfort of your own home. Since when you are in the ballot are you are unable to relax and choose. And also it may be out of your way a schedule.
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Brownlee. Immigration Reflection
What surprised me the most about the information was that there were significant reasons leading to immigration in the US. There were problems going on all over the world leading to immigration. Like world war 2, people trying to get out of their country to find a better life else where. There were always those people who were against others moving into their country and over populating it. There were different ways that people stood up to stop people from taking over there territory.
• Looking at the overall trend and incorporating what you know about the US presently, predict and defend the immigration trend for the next two decades.
In the next two decades depending on the "War" in iraq, I predict that there will be many middle eastern immigrants and laws. As well as ways to stereotype
• Describe how you made a decision on how to visually represent the information.
We decided on pie charts and bar graphs because the `
• What parts of group work were challenging?
• What would you do differently if you had this project to do over?
Refran
filadelphia es muy importante en mi vida
mejor amigos y muy actividades
What is your refrán supposed to communicate?
What are you especially happy about with your first draft?
I worked on it so i know what i want to say, even though it's not complete
What would you like to improve about your refrán first draft?
More wording, As well as a stronger grasp of the spanish vocab and the question.
What was difficult about writing your refrán?
Before i wrote it down i wasn't sure how i was going to go about this project. Now that I wrote something it will be easier for me to revise.
I'm From By: Yasmeen Brownlee
to the gantsa downtown Philly
I’m From the smell of clean and
to the foggy ciggarette smog that follows in my footsteps
I’m from the Vegan whole foods meals
to the vegetarian any were meals
I’m From caring and overly loving family
to the outright hilarious entourage
I’m from the immediate family of five
down to the disheveled and put together family of four
To be continued...
Reflection
Under The Roof Of Nepal
Characters:
April - Domestically abused woman / years of age
Surya - Daughter of april / 5 years of age
Chandra Elliot - sort of like April's concealer and friend / years of age
Archan - Sex Slave trader and owner / years of age
Daman - Husband april, Father of surya / years of age
Junu- A little kid who bright suryas world in a place that all hope would be lost. / 7 years of age
Under The Roof of Nepal
Act 1 Scene #1
Chandra Elliot
Stage directions:
Chandra Elliot
“Yeah I know I'll be there... okay got it. See you soon... ‘Kay bye”
Another Case another day why can’t men just leave women alone. I’ve been an activist for a little over 7 years and not much has changed in men’s reasons to take over women because they feel as though the need to be a dominant figure in their life. They were always controlling and when someone didn’t agree with what they were doing and tried to escape, was when the man started to get viscous and threaten the wives loved ones and used violence to keep them with them. April... April.. a victim of domestic abuse who had a kid name... Surya.
APRIl
“I can’t believe how long that i have let this happen and go on for. What am i now? i no longer know who i am anymore.”
Chandra Elliot
“wait wait calm down” i told April, I'm not sure if i had any answers to her questions, but i had a feeling that i needed to answer these questions for myself as well.
Chandra Elliot
“April with all of the victims that i have encountered you are one of the strongest and more put together.”
Chandra Elliot
“it’s not your fault that you continued his relationship with him, you had no choice right? you were trying to protect Surya were you not?”
APRIL
“yes i was but..”
Chandra Elliot
“no buts look at me... April.. I'm so glad that you stood up for yourself the way you did, not many others could do that. you are strong willed that's why you rejected him in the end and he will never bother you again if i can help it.”
APRIL
“Thanks Chandra this really means a lot to me, but i still allowed him to do those things to me without a word of refusal... i. i”
Chandra Elliot
“What did i just tell you? Its not your fault many others have gone through your situation regret, just let me help
Act 2 Scene #2
Surya’s story:
Stage directions: There is a little girl in the corners hugging her knee’s to her chest with a teddy bear in between.
SURYA
“Mom!!”
I screamed with a new found power for my mom’s life
I knew that my father was abusive to my mother though there wasn’t much that I could do about that fact. I was defenseless to my father’s power since he was able to abuse my mother. I hated not being able to do anything. Especially since I loved my mother so dearly and wanted nothing but the best for her. She was my mother and our bond was unbreakable. The way my father was he would hurt anyone ,and he was over even though he was who we need protection from. I wanted the strength to be able to stand up for my self I had taken to the initiative to learn at least some self defense but none of it was enough to stand against my father. i believed in my mom and i hope that she knows this well. I was abused by her farther when I tried to stand up for my mother. no matter what I tried to tell others but they wouldn’t listen. it was forbidden to talk about domestic abuse and matters at home in public. I was unable to convey feelings with anyone. So it all bottled up inside of me. I tried writing down my feelings on slips of paper and putting the paper in a jar.
(she sitting in a corner against a wall with her hands around her legs. while looking up at the ceiling. teddy between her chest and legs.) Nothing was really working the only one I had to turn to was my teddy bear nat- tsu.
Scene #3
April’s story:
Stage directions: Standing center stage across from a male as her husband. There are two people on stage and they are standing across from each other. The male has his fist balled a he moves in to attack mode wit his fists raised over his head. The woman is cowering while standing and has her hands defensively in front of her face.
APRIL
The searing pain crawled across what I used to consider my face. I was thrown to the ground with the brute force of someone with hatred driven deep inside him. Tearing away what was left of my sanity and this relationship.
(april is groveling on the floor, tears streaming down her face)
It all started when I fell in love with the most handsome and sincere man I had ever met little did I know there was more hidden under this unbreakable mask of deceit.
(looking up at the ceiling in flashback)
He controlled me with the power of strings that tore away at my soul. Everything loosened its hold on me, as I was forced to loosen my hold on it. My loved ones, my place in life, my home, my self, and what I live for. It all became his, when I signed over myself to him. A contract of rules he created, a judicial system he stands by and acts upon.
When he decided to keep me all for himself (rest in notebook)
What did I do, a question that i ask my self frequently. It all became his , When i said those wretched words ‘i do’
His mouth seethed with the vigor to take over me, since he was the dominant type. That’s what attracted me to him; I wouldn’t have expected the brutal violent part of him. In my life I have made so many poor decisions. (smiling at the thought of Surya reaching into her shirt for her necklace, holding it close.) He gave me a baby and she was the most beautiful thing in my life. Surya I care so much about her yet because of my wrong choices in men and birth control that she was brought into this horrible relationship and at times she’d even seen her mom abused by her dad.
Just then realization caught through to me how can I protect my daughter and care about her so if I can’t even protect myself.(clenching her teeth and balling her fists. slowly standing up and walking closer to her husband) I seethed with the power to try and take command of part of myself thus this relationship in which I was always the victim left to feel power less and defenseless. Its time for me to change that and make him think twice before striking me again. Without a second thought my hand whipped out and bit hard across his face. He stood paralyzed from the shock of the fact that i just hit him. I flinched as he restored himself from his state of shock to realization, his words cut deep but I wouldn’t dare show it. (leaning towards her husband angrily with hand motions)
APRIL
“ Fine” I screamed catching my breath before thinking of what to say next.
Daman
“.....” (looks at april as if she’s lost her mind)
“I am tired of this, you striking me thinking its okay demeaning me to a point that I don’t even feel comfortable in my own body.” I inhaled not trying to rush the adrenaline pumping through my veins then exhaled.
DAMAN
“Shut up!! shut up!!” DON’T YOU DEAR TALK BACK TO ME WOMAN!!!” (Daman panicked scared to lose his sense of dominance)
APRIL
“I will not stand for it anymore either you get your act together seek help or I'm leaving with Surya.
DAMAN
(There was a puzzled look on his face like he couldn’t believe what was happening but I could I’m happy this was happening. (a wry smile crawls across her face)
APRIL
“You know what fuck us staying together i will leave you abusive and controlling son of a bitch” I could feel my face burning with heat. I balled my fist hard digging into my skin and they started to bleed.
DAMAN
“”
APRIL
“This is the one time I have ever stood up against you and it feels good i should done this along time ago... by the next time you will hear of me is when i spread the news of your sexual harassment and abuse and also to leave you forever” i sighed and listened to our fast paced breathing.
native music
Scene # 4
Archan:
Stage Directions:
Two men are outside a fruit stand walking towards each other thinking. there is are boxes on the floor the one on the left is the limes the one on the right are the pineapples.
ARCHAN
Sending new women to there destination everyday wasn’t an easy task. Not with the police bugging just any random person on the street about my business. The police try and persuade the people that i got to get there daughters to a different country, and the daughters family had no idea that they’d become prostitutes. I get paid a huge amount of money for finding Gorgeous women and children to give to there next owners. It’s a tedious job though i know the effect that it has on my fellow men I have plenty of women and indentured children from the awards of my work. One of my best friends now that i met around town while i was getting groceries. Our relationship all started when we ran into each other, at that fruit stand we both wanted the best apple. I tripped over the pineapples and he tripped over the limes and we collided. I was drawn to the dusty dirt road envisioning the the ground grimly smudging my white un-creased shirt. I hit the floor with a silent thud, disoriented i turned around to see how the other guy was doing. he was sitting on his butt. And.. laughing he was actually laughing, bubbly feeling swelled up in my stomach and i actually started to laugh out right. And at that moment all of my worries floated away in our enjoyment. We quickly became friends after that moment, we shared our views on life and women, sexism and it all. He never really was told what it was that i did for a living. It’s not like it really mattered though because our whole lives weren’t focused around our occupations. We were friends through the thick and thin and that how things stayed while he was married had children the whole thing.
native music of nepal
Music transition
Nepal native music of nepal
Act scene #5
JUNU
Walking along the dirt road i was shocked by the prettiness of all the building and flowers. I like to wander around town because i am an orphan and i don’t like staying at the shelter. It only brings back memories of loneliness and hardships. With the memories of our biological parents and all. The last time i saw my mother was when she gave me away and i was one so i don’t remember much but i never thought she would have done this to me. I just need someone to make me feel better about myself because the way things are, and how i was handled i don’t think i can take it any longer. Though i try to smile all my worries away but it seems to help others more than me. A flash of a dress caught my eyes as it flew farther away.
JUNU
“wait!”
i reached my hand out as she flew farther away. Not sure whether she heard me enough but sure enough she turned around. Awestruck i gaped at her dazzling features; her long dark silky almost black hair. her huge sparkling brown eyes and her eyes were crinkling with excitement. In just one look it felt like she just lit up my whole world.
SURYA
“hunh?” (surya turns around)
JUNU
“hi”
SURYA
“Hi”
(smiles at junu)
JUNU
“um are you from around here?”
SURYA
“Yes, maybe be to that’s cool”
JUNU
“You are cool too ”
SURYA
“Where are you mommy and daddy?”
JUNU
“were are my parent i don’t know” (and a grim looked showed on his face)
SURYA
“Hmm?..” (She looked at him questioning and curiosity in her eyes)
JUNU
“long story... any way whats your same?”
SURYA
“My name is surya whats urs?
JUNU
“oh it’s Surya what a pretty name mine is Junu nice to meet you”
SURYA
“Thank you”(she smiles brightly at the compliment)
JUNU
“What are you doing here with nobody around you?”
SURYA
“I don’t really like being at home so i went out for a walk , and i kinda got lost” (her smile vanished at her head dropped to the floor she started to kick at the stones.)
JUNU
“oh your out for a walk and got lost okay, i know my place around if you’d like me to take you to all the fun places”
SURYA
“I would really like that, thank you very much” (she picked her head back up instantly and smiled)
JUNU
“that's awesome great” I grab her hand and start to run in the direction on the garden, though she was caught by surprise when i suddenly grabbed her hand and she stripped over a loose stone in street. I caught her before she fell. hearing her grasp for breath.
SURYA
“T..th.. thank you” (she said breathless)
JUNU
“Your welcome, oh it’s no problem... my pleasure come on lets” i reached my hand out to her and she grasped it. “and watch out for loose stones” we both laughed at that, and she beamed at me bringing butterflies to my stomach and making my whole face flush.
Scene # 6
April Continued
Stage Directions: April, Surya and Junu are all sitting cross legged at on a blanket in the grass for a picnic. They are eating and laughing.
APRIL
The kids and i were on a blanket it was soft and beautiful under my grazing fingers. I looked at Surya who was sitting next to her best friend Junu. He was a cute little boy with short brown hair and had this way with Surya that made her laugh at everything she said. Looking at Surya just brightened my heart it was the first time i have ever seen her smile this brightly. It was amazing that one boy could brighten her heart and make her feel as though she wouldn’t have to carry the burden of being abused. Even though they are both so young that they probably don’t really understand what is being done to them.
End presenting the actors
April one side of the stage
Find something to do with Daman
draw the scene
Mending with April
Stage Directions:
( Make them older )
depressed
Ideas for monologue:
life after Daman She’s finished blaming her self and she is taking care of Surya. And they enjoy spending time with one another.
Yasmeen's Descriptive Essay
Free Write/ Final Essay
The second day of school (and my first day at SLA) about a year ago, as I wait to be registered into the school system I watch a senior, Kaloni Baylor write my name on a roster and inputs me in to the school system. When I get my roster I notice that the way that my name is spelled is Y-a-s-m-i-n. This is one of the things that pisses me off, ones ignorance to ask the necessary questions. Though I know that I’m a hypocrite hit by this contagious disease as well “Mom she spelled my name wrong” I was quivering with uneasy feeling that this wouldn’t be the end of and already confusing year. I had the idea that this was only the beginning of a long road of more than misspellings.
As I was on my way to my first class of the day for now lets call it African American history. I thought about what it means when people mispronounce, spell, or just plain call you another name (that either sounds the same or they are completely different.) to me it shows ignorance or hard headedness to just ask about the right pronunciation, or just plain out from the start warn them of anything they may get incorrect. I mean it’s not that hard to do it may take more thought but all in all everyone’s happy. As the days, which soon turned into weeks, passed by I found out my new names. Though I didn’t openly express my anger to the teacher I got help from a lot of the new friends that I had made pretty quickly.
Depending on the way that you look at it my names went from making at least some sense to making absolutely none. The names I was given varied from Jasmine to Toni. It’s amazing how many names different names the human mind can come up with after hearing a name. I believe that inside my heart skips a beat and realization overwhelms me with excitement and the correct pronunciation of my name. Correctly spelling I think I may be close keeling over and twitching with excitement. (All of which goes on in my head of course) Maybe some people just feel as though I don’t deserve the same name that I tell them or show them and thrive to make sure I’m Jasmine instead Yasmeen. I feel as though I get too excited when someone asks my name I tell him or her. Though they don’t get as excited as I do, they pronounce it back to me correctly. Maybe to the rest I look more like a Toni than I do Yasmeen.
Though I know that I am a critic when it comes to teachers saying my name. But I understand that they have to know a lot of names but if you know everyone in the classes name correctly and not mine i believe that it gives me the right to express my feelings about the situation. Maybe so teachers believe that not only do I not deserve my given name but they try to make sure that not only is my name difficult to pronounce they make sure they can’t spell it either. Like the first day of school Mr. Baird pronounced my name correctly but after that it was on and off.
My fifth grade teacher Ms. Tittle Seemed to be very fond of me as her student but for some reason calling me Yasmeen 24/7 didn’t cross her mind. Even today I can’t recall her actually calling me Yasmeen until I was in middle school. It started when i was in school for about a quarter of the year and she trusted me enough to do tasks like delivering messages and so forth. I was sitting at my desk working on an assignment I remember hearing Enays repetitively. I took the initiative to look up and find the face to the voice, my eyes slowly scanned the room as I was about to turn my head then I saw someone trying to get my attention out the corner of my eye.
I completely sympathize with people who get your name mixed up with some one else. I decide how to feel about the mixed up name if it falls on or between two things, sounding the same as another name or having the same first name. But if none of those are plausible then I get upset, and frustrated. I’ve tried to give this topic some thought and I came up with a couple ideas. The first Idea is the fact that people my not understand what I am saying when I tell them my name. It has often or occasionally been pointed out to me that I don’t enunciate a lot of my words correctly, that might be to blame for others mistakes. With my pronunciation others may take it and see it in a whole new way than I do. Enunciation reminds of when I was purchasing or ordering something from a store and the cashier asked me my name and he kept pronouncing it wrong no matter how many times I repeated myself. Then my mom came over and said Y-aaa-SS meen and she exasperated S and the S in Yasmeen. When the cashier said it correctly I gasped in shock. I guess that it is because my mother gave me the name Yasmeen, and that since she created for me she has to know how to pronounce it.
If it’s true that I can’t pronounce my own name. Then I’ve been living my whole life with the wrong pronunciation and everyone who repeated or saw my name decide to follow me.
Scene one and or two was accidentally deleted when trying to copy and paste information.
Yasmeen's Language Auto
Yasmeen Brownlee's Language Autobiography
Autobiography of my life
Well in my family I don’t have any other languages that I speak at home. I may hear an Islamic greeting from some of my relatives though I did really understand until now what it had meant. Because of my limited array of languages that I have spoken in my life, I will settled on moments of uncertainty of a language such as Spanish from a Spanish speaking country. Including some of my experiences in Italy and France. I grew up in life learning to speak English I didn’t really acquire much of a noticeable language change until the 2-4 grade I don’t quite remember what grade but there was a Spanish course at my elementary school that started early and ended early. All I really remember is watching muzzy without subtitles and being on the carpet singing and dancing along to interactive Spanish music. I also remember sitting in rows and columns facing the teacher at all times and the hand signals to go to the bathroom. That was what my Spanish was while I was younger. I feel as though when I was younger my teacher should have taken the advantage of teaching us more advanced Spanish because it would be easier for us to learn. Watching muzzy without the provided information of what was said was visual representation of Spanish in action, even though she used it to teach us. It didn’t help because we ignore what’s being said and is not in the language that you fluently speak or even understand, because of that to some it became a silent cartoon, with self-righteous humor. When I was in 7th grade about to be in eighth grade. I took a Chinese class that I wasn’t very fond of near the end of the class. One of the things was that it was a classroom full of fifth graders and I was the oldest. My best friend was in the program but she was learning a different language. I learned a limited amount Chinese though most of the time I was at an art class for senior citizens. Which was amusing but we can get into that another time. All my life I have lived with people only spoke English now that I think about it I learned some Swahili when I was in pre-school though I don’t currently remember any of it. Through out my life I have many if not all Muslim relatives the greeting is As-Salamu Alaykum, and the response would be Alaykum As-Salam. I never really understood the actually meaning of the word I just remember it being either hello, or how are you? the response being hi, fine thank you. But I didn’t find out until recently that it had the same meaning of what I thought but it translated into something completely different. I was going to learn how to speak and write in Arabic but no one ever got around to it.
The nerve wrecking decision is going to happen as soon as I step off of this bus. That’s fine I don't have to step off right? Wrong,
I’m biting my nails a shivering with the nervous anticipation for the worst. I'd get pair with someone I didn't know well. It seemed everyone one was following the same code walk slowly to the area of the meeting and the crowd of native families one of which for be your temporary parents. I was hoping that I got paired with two of my best friends on the trip Katie Kozak and Zoe Stiles. Little did I know I wouldn't get exactly what I wanted, but isn't that what we find out about everyday of our lives? I took the opportunity of the awkward silence to scope out the people that could be my future foster family. My eyes were caught on the woman holding a dog. I secretly wished that I went with them. The image of the lady who assigned the kids to there families is now blurry and completely obscured from my memory. I don't even remember put a person to the voice that called out the names of the families and students. We were each handed pamphlets of our families though I didn't know which person belonged to each name I anticipated watch the other get picked first so that I could see who they went with. Kerry, kale, Chelsea. A Wave of comfort washed over me but didn't linger as I felt the cold tremor and flutter of butterflies as I shivered at the sound of my name. My name I was called second shock hit me but not for long as I heard one of my best friends name Zoe stiles. Her name warmed the frozen shock but it didn't go away. Mariana Stuve another warm sensation, I knew them both, and closely at that. The name of our father I don't remember what it was but I remember what he looked like a short man with grey hair with a really dark tan? A t-shirt and khaki's. I was disappointment that I didn't get the family with the dog, yet the anticipation overrode that sense.