Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Images of Greatness Reflection


   For Images of Greatness, I chose to study Boudicca. When I first read her name, I just brushed her off. I had no idea who she was, no desire to learn about her, and I kind of thought her name as dumb. But as we neared the deadline for our person, I became a bit more desperate. After a quick google search, I decided Boudicca was the one. Not only did her fiery hair and passion draw me in, but so did the time period she lived in. I mean, 30 A.D? Wowza. But after I read about her more and more, I really did learn why she was so great.
     Although Boudicca was born as nothing but poor, she was still highly intelligent. After she had proper education and training, she was a very smart and skilled fighter. Her life was easy once she became a queen. She went from living in slums to being a royal housewife. But when Rome stole her kingdom from her, that same old fire came back. She was an amazing warrior, queen, and mother. I mean, how easy is it to fight in a war, lead an army, and protect two young girls? Easy to Boudicca, apparently. I admire her intelligence, and how she never let the Romans conquer her. Although she died after their final battle, she killed herself to avoid giving the Romans the satisfaction of doing it themselves.
     The thing I did that I'm the most proud of is my essay. I love sitting down and writing a good, informational essay. (It's just that nobody wants to read them.) I despised my board, my costume, my bio riddle, etc. But my essay actually turned out pretty good.
     The most challenging part wasn't actually going up onstage, but it was the few minutes before it. I was sweaty, crying, not breathing, all the works. All I wanted to do was take off running as fast as I could. Of course, I wouldn't make it far, but I'd buy more time.
     What this unit taught me was that sometimes, I have to do things that I'd never, ever, once in my life willingly do. If it were up to me, I'd just write and essay, make a board, and drop the project. But this unit also taught me that speaking on stage isn't as nightmarish as I think it will be. Sure, my voice sounds choked up and I'm about to cry, but I did it. I did it and it kind of felt good.
     If I could change anything, I'D CHANGE MY BOARD. It looks like someone lit a dump on fire and poured hot sauce all over it to put it out. I'd make all my lines more even, put on more pictures, and maybe make my timeline go in order. Gosh, my board was horrible to me.
     The best part of IOG was how close it brought us all together. I mean, this is our last group project. The last time we'll scurry around the room and fight over hot glue guns and the paper cutter. The last time we'll make trifolds together. It breaks my heart.


Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Des Moines Trip Reflection

     Traveling to Des Moines was probably one of, if not, the best field trip I've been on. My absolute favorite part of the field trip was exploring the art museum. There was some really cool stuff in there, including a painting by PABLO FREAKING PICASSO. I loved the freedom we had, even though the constantly hovering guards were a tad bit unsettling. The best part in the art museum had to be the dark rooms with huge screens in them. The rooms with rain and ocean waves were the best. The one with the woman slowly chopping wood was terrifying, though.
     In the museum, we had a bit of an assignment. We had to find four things: your favorite piece, best example of "art," celebrity award, and an example of Why is it "art?" My favorite pieces were "Study After Velásquez's Portrait of Pope Innocent X" by Francis Bacon and "Escombro (Debris)" by Teresa Margolles. The best example of "art" was "Des Moines River" by Grant Wood. Some famous names I saw were Georgia O'Keeffe and Pablo Picasso. Finally, the award of "Why is this art?" goes to "No Title" by Eva Hesse. No offense, Eva, but your sculpture looks like intestines.
     I feel like the most educational part of the trip was the World Food Prize Hall of Laureates. Before I walked into that building, I had no idea what we were even going to be learned. But when we left, I was required a lot of knowledge about world hunger and those who strived to solve that problem. In specifics, I learned that wheat is very hard to pollinate.
     The most fun part of the trip was probably lunch for me. I had a lot of laughs at both Spaghetti Works and Zombie Burger. 
     To me, this trip fits the theme "Images of Greatness" because it showed us a lot of great things done by great people. The art museum showed us artwork that people worked hard on, the World Food Prize showed us extremely great people that saved large swathes of lives, and the IMAX movie in the Science Center showed us how people were doing great things just by building.
     Honestly, I feel like there's nothing that could improve this trip. We followed the itinerary, had fun, and learned all at the same time.
No Title by Eva Hesse
Study After Velásquez's Portrait of Pope Innocent X by Francis Bacon

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

2018 One Word

     For an assignment, Mrs. Edlin challenged us to pick one word that we value. One word to keep our minds out of the gutter, to make this year a good one. Everyone all chose words important to them. I chose "allow".
     This is an odd word, but it does have meaning to me. This year, I'm going to allow myself to do a lot of things. I'm going to allow myself to cry, to ask questions, to talk to people, to try new things. Every year before, It's always gone to the dirt. I hold myself back from doing a lot of things. I force myself to keep everything inside, because I just shouldn't be allowed to talk sometimes. But saying things can get my into a better place. A better head-space, and maybe a better physical place.
     I'm going to allow myself to let things go, to forgive myself and others for wrongdoings. Allow myself to really show love, to really let people know that I need them. That's going to take a lot of work, but I'm going to try.
     A big trait of mine is apprehension. I never want to try things, in case I get hurt or, God forbid, embarrass myself. My whole perspective of being alive is shame. I base myself on who I am to avoid being ashamed. But who cares, right? Who cares if I can't catch one pass or don't throw the ball hard enough. Now that I type it out, these huge problems sound meager.
     I'm going to allow myself to be the person I want to be. I'm going to allow myself to make mistakes. New year, same old mistakes. Let's handle them better.

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

To Kil A Mockingbird

    To be honest, at first I thought I would like the To Kill A Mockingbird movie more than the book. But now that we're done with both, I love the book a hundred times more. Both of them had the lovely main characters, but the movie cut out a sad amount! They got rid of a lot of heartwarming (and heartwrenching) scenes. Of course, they both had the court case, but Tom's death came at the wrong time. Atticus didn't ask Jem where his pants were, and it didn't even include the ladies' meeting! I understand that they'd have to cut out some parts of the book, but they made it seem like there was no relationship between the kids and Boo. It would've put five more seconds in the movie to have Boo laugh at Scout in the tire, and ten more seconds for the kids to react.
     I knew the movie was going to be a disappointment. They always are! The characters were totally wrong- Scout's hair was way too neat, and Dill looked like a little monkey. Jem was the only accurate character. I did like how... nevermind. I hated the movie.

Thursday, October 19, 2017

DWA Publishing 1st Quarter

DWA from 9/25
What upsets me is liars. You get what you get. If you feel like you have to lie to make people like you, then you should probably change how you are. If people find out you're lying, then they'll probably stop liking you. The lie you make up to cover yourself can only make you seem worse. I'd rather be friends with someone that's boring than someone that's boring and lies about who they are. This conflicts with other stuff that I've said, because I personally think it's okay to lie if it's going to protect you. But lying to cover up something stupid is, well, stupid. If you lie to get out of hanging out with someone, that's okay. A bit rude, but okay. But if you lie to make people think you're a saint, uh, NEWSFLASH! You are not a saint. I'm also going to throw out that I hate rumor starters, tomatoes, and people that walk slow/stop in the hallway. Have fun being late! Now let me through. I also hate ASMR (aka Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response) because if you've ever listened to it, you'll know how awful it is. It's supposed to trigger the release of serotonin and melatonin, to give you "happy shivers" and help you sleep. ASMR sounds can range from foam crushing, whispering, clicking of a pen, silverware clinking, crunching, playing with slime, or the absolute worst, mouth noises. You can find a horrendous range of AMSR video topics online. It's stupidly popular. One of my friends loves it, and she plays is whenever I'm trying to sleep at her house. When she's pressing her phone's speaker to my ear through four blankets, I really wanna slap her. Fistfight ASMR!

DWA from 9/27
I hear this question a lot: what is the difference between a house and a home? It's never been a confusing question for me. I can go literal or poetic. House has five letters: two consonants, three vowels, while home has four letters: two consonants, two vowels. A house is somewhere you live, while a home is somewhere you love. A house is shelter, while a home is a shelter you know. My house is a home. I love my home! I feel safer there than anywhere else. It's my space. A home can be my family, or a home can be a house I trust. My friend's houses are homes because I've spent plenty of time there. I know where all the rooms are, I know where I can and can't go. Homes don't hold any surprises. Let's say I went to the White House. It would absolutely not be a home to me. I'm one of those kids that don't care at all what the White House looks like because I know I'll never ever have to go in/near it. Because of that, I have no idea what the White House looks like. I don't know where the bathrooms are, I don't know what rooms I can't go in, and I definitely don't want to go anywhere near our president. 

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Words of Wisdom

Doing this project kind of taught me about what people value, and what they pay attention to. A lot of the ages surprised me, too.