Today is June 27, 2009. This is not just another day.
It has been a few months since I have taken time to collect my thoughts and post them here. But as things come to a close and the world again turns, stories arise.
This is the case for today.
Topic: Injustice
Injustice and the fight against it is something very close to my heart. This has been my passion, a deep conviction in my heart that will not stop until the day I die.
As a college student there has been some very deep lessons that I have learned. Some life long lessons have proven helpful to live my life. Also lessons I pray that no one else has to suffer. Injustice. This lesson I have been learning. There is a harsh reality that the school system caters to only those that are any other color than mine. I hate to say it but this is racism. There is a great shift in caring for some to get an equal opportunity.
I am not a raciest. In fact I am really the opposite. I love color and enjoy culture to the extent that I would enjoy living in a country different than mine.
But the fact that there is such a shift, (that has been going on for years now), shows that this world is evil.
Race is never something to be looked at. In my heart I believe that if you are human you have rights. Yes the great freedoms that the United States was established on, LIFE, LIBERTY, AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS.
Race has nothing to do with those three things. Sex has nothing to do with those three things. Age has nothing to do with those three things.
Choice, Motivation, and Desire are what do matter. If you want a million dollars then go for it! If you want to be a bum, live that way. We all have a choice.
What is the answer to the bad public education system? Simply this, If the student has worked hard to get the grade, scholarship, or internship; give it to them. DO NOT LET RACE BE THE DECIDING FACTOR! Every student who wants to do well in school will. This is common sense.
Point and case, justice is not something that I play around with. In the end the world might be missing out on some really amazing doctors, lawyers, teachers, scientists, and congressmen all because of the issue of race.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
reality
Sometimes life seems to slap you in the face. Unsure of what to do next I find myself sitting in the cloud of memories of the “good ole days”. I would say that captures the adventure I have been on in the past two weeks. A good solid adventure I am all up for, but I can say that these two weeks I felt confused, alone, and unsure of so much lately.
“A hope deferred makes a heart sick” I ponder this. The conclusion that I find myself at is one of sickness. A sickness that is deeper than a cold or flu. The sickness that I suffer is that of the soul. A soul with hope deferred. My heart screams at me to say or do the right thing concerning what goes on around me. I have the power to change my situation, but do I? A majority of times I find myself to lethargic to actually get up and do it!
At this point I want to end the blog, but as Disney has taught us there is a happy ever after…
Today I do not see it. Tomorrow also. But I look to the day today and see that I made it through. Survival is what I thought I was trying, but I find myself getting more confident in what troubles beset me. This slow walk that turns into a jog, challenges me to go higher and deeper.
How and who do I find this confidence? Family? My boyfriend? My work or education?
No church nor any person who works there.
I look to the “God of this city, the King of these people, the Lord of this nation”
I am reminded that it is not about me, it’s about others. How can I reach others?
My focus is back on track.
“A hope deferred makes a heart sick” I ponder this. The conclusion that I find myself at is one of sickness. A sickness that is deeper than a cold or flu. The sickness that I suffer is that of the soul. A soul with hope deferred. My heart screams at me to say or do the right thing concerning what goes on around me. I have the power to change my situation, but do I? A majority of times I find myself to lethargic to actually get up and do it!
At this point I want to end the blog, but as Disney has taught us there is a happy ever after…
Today I do not see it. Tomorrow also. But I look to the day today and see that I made it through. Survival is what I thought I was trying, but I find myself getting more confident in what troubles beset me. This slow walk that turns into a jog, challenges me to go higher and deeper.
How and who do I find this confidence? Family? My boyfriend? My work or education?
No church nor any person who works there.
I look to the “God of this city, the King of these people, the Lord of this nation”
I am reminded that it is not about me, it’s about others. How can I reach others?
My focus is back on track.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
April 15
An Interesting Life is always someone else's and not your own. Today I was talking to a friend, she shared with me of her life coming to America, then later I talked to a teacher of mine who shared of his life with hippie parents. All interesting then I started to think of my life. My life is so different from anyone else's.
"history is all of our stories put together." This was from a recent movie i watched. As I have pondered this statement, my brain just explodes with this concept. Have you ever realized of how you affect one other? Do you want to change the future of history?
Your life and mine connect. how? that is not up to me to decide, actually that is where I step back and look up.
"history is all of our stories put together." This was from a recent movie i watched. As I have pondered this statement, my brain just explodes with this concept. Have you ever realized of how you affect one other? Do you want to change the future of history?
Your life and mine connect. how? that is not up to me to decide, actually that is where I step back and look up.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
goals and limits
A recent paper I wrote for a class concerning limiting goals for myself. This was hard for me to write because it really brought back pain that I have been through in my eduactional time. so i hope you enjoy...
In my life, there have been areas where I have limited myself in achieving what I am truly capable of and as I examine my life I see this pattern of thinking which started at a young age. I was raised in a good family that challenged and pushed me to do well in my life. When I started school I was excited and eager to learn. What I learned soon after entering school was the disadvantage that I had because of the color of my skin. Unlike most of the students in my class, who were Asian, I was not given any special attention in my education. When this started happening I began to think of myself than nothing more than an average student.
The elementary school I went to was a hard place to get an education. The school seemed to be set up for students preparing for college. There were programs such as GATE, a special program that helped the very smart kids. When I was in fourth grade my best friend and I were playing on the playground and she was summoned by the teacher for a special test. The test that she was going to be tested for was for the GATE program. I started to walk with her when she turned to me and said, “this is only for the smart kids”. After hearing that, I began to feel that I was not smart and could only do average things. After that test, a majority of my classmates were accepted into this program. Again this continued after I entered junior high school. There was a test that had to be taken to determine what math you were going to enter, I did not score as high as my best friend. As I grew up, I found that my parents were my only support. Yet even with their encouragement, I still only worked half heartedly at it. My parents got me tutoring, extra help, and encouragement to help me in school.
Negative thinking has been so easy for me to fall back into as I am looking to enter into the world of journalism. Sometimes I find myself judging my work as not smart or well written yet I am always encouraged as I allow others to read what I have written. When I am discouraged in my writing I reread some of the works that others have read and remember what they have said. I know my ability to be a journalist in today's world is nothing less then realistic and achievable.
In my life, there have been areas where I have limited myself in achieving what I am truly capable of and as I examine my life I see this pattern of thinking which started at a young age. I was raised in a good family that challenged and pushed me to do well in my life. When I started school I was excited and eager to learn. What I learned soon after entering school was the disadvantage that I had because of the color of my skin. Unlike most of the students in my class, who were Asian, I was not given any special attention in my education. When this started happening I began to think of myself than nothing more than an average student.
The elementary school I went to was a hard place to get an education. The school seemed to be set up for students preparing for college. There were programs such as GATE, a special program that helped the very smart kids. When I was in fourth grade my best friend and I were playing on the playground and she was summoned by the teacher for a special test. The test that she was going to be tested for was for the GATE program. I started to walk with her when she turned to me and said, “this is only for the smart kids”. After hearing that, I began to feel that I was not smart and could only do average things. After that test, a majority of my classmates were accepted into this program. Again this continued after I entered junior high school. There was a test that had to be taken to determine what math you were going to enter, I did not score as high as my best friend. As I grew up, I found that my parents were my only support. Yet even with their encouragement, I still only worked half heartedly at it. My parents got me tutoring, extra help, and encouragement to help me in school.
Negative thinking has been so easy for me to fall back into as I am looking to enter into the world of journalism. Sometimes I find myself judging my work as not smart or well written yet I am always encouraged as I allow others to read what I have written. When I am discouraged in my writing I reread some of the works that others have read and remember what they have said. I know my ability to be a journalist in today's world is nothing less then realistic and achievable.
First Post
Well this is the first Official Blog i have posted. It has been something that so many people have encouraged me to do, and finally i am doing it.
I am planing on making this Blog not just about me, but life, situations, hope, culture, and relationships. there is a lot to be covered, so i plan to bring a lot to the table here.
So with that all said here we go.
I am planing on making this Blog not just about me, but life, situations, hope, culture, and relationships. there is a lot to be covered, so i plan to bring a lot to the table here.
So with that all said here we go.
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