I don’t think I have ever notes some thing missing from a text but I always I fill that their can be more their but that would be from my point of view when most things in the media hide the voice or out look of some one music to me is a way to get ur voice herd in it is a form of free exertion a way to be under stood or miss under stood witch ever one you prefer there are so many ways to express your self it just finding a way to do it in my book her mother protested to be herd she almost got in a lot of trouble for it
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Living in a 2 story family house with my grandmother, mother, sister, & I on the first floor. Living on the second floor were my aunt, uncle, and cousins. My sister and I are years apart from each other, age wise. So I would often find myself going upstairs to play and talk to my cousins, who are only a year or two older than me. My sister and I didn’t really have much in common growing up. The only time we would spend time together was in the summer when she would take me to carnivals or to the pool on those really hot days. In my own household, I felt like an outsider when it came to being with my sister. Going upstairs to my aunt’s house, I felt right at home. I could spend hours and hours at a time talking and playing with them. Now that we’re all grown, my sister and I tend to spend more time together, have gotten a lot closer to each other, and seem like we have a lot more in common with each other. We both have kids and they treat each other like more like sisters than cousins. However, my cousins and I have kind of drifted apart. Boyfriends come along, and school keeps us busy. It seems like the only thing we talk about now is jobs. We still get together from time to time and go bowling but we don’t hang out with each other as much as we used to anymore. I guess we’ve just grown into being our own person and doing our own things now. Regardless of it all, we’re still family and we still love each other.
I feel that the media tends to tell stories based on what is more attractive and eye catching. A certain situation especially sparks my mind when it comes to this type of passage. Hurricane Katrina was obviously a very devastating event that occurred in New Orleans. Instead of turning this disaster into a victim type of story, the media turned it into a whole different picture. When the citizens of New Orleans struggled to eat and live comfortably, they began taking extreme measures to complete those needs. Instead of the media telling the truth and explaining that the citizens were only doing what any normal human bean would do, they wrote that the citizens were looting and committing acts that society looks down upon. I feel that real life tragedies or any thing of that sort should only be based on nothing but the truth, and in some cases the only way to receive that truth is to get it from the victims themselves. Media has a tendency to bend the truth from the insiders so that the outsiders can be more interested in a story that involves crime and chaotic actions. The victims of the disaster and the media have no way of trying to make right of the story because the media is seen as more believable since its more convenient for the mind to understand. Victims need more attention individually so the truth is not only spread, but it is understood to a further more direct way.
Finding a sense of self can be a one of the most difficult endevors a person may go through, it is also one of the most important. Being a young person just entering a college setting it is difficult to say exactly who I am, at this point I would have to say that there are few parts of me that are really engrained but the parts that are already are there permenantly. One of those aspects is the love for football. I love everything about it, the offensive schemes, defensive schemes, special teams schemes, and of course playing. I have been around football so long I could read an offense better than I can read a book. From the full house to the I, from the wildcat to the pole cat. It is probably one of the single most enjoyable things for me to do. As far as my personality goes there is only on part of me that I cannot see ever changing, the absolute hatred for people who think they can walk all over anybody with out reprecussion. I firmly believe you throw a rock at me i will throw one back just as hard if not harder. I will not stand for anyone thinking they are above me in any way shape or form. Something else I firmly believe in is that respect is something you earn no matter who you are, for no one is respect a god given right. If you want it you have to give it, thats what I believe.
I am not the average type of Hispanic people are use to seeing well, I have a different way of extending believes in everything I witness, I am an activist; I believe things are wrong in my culture and should be fixed. I am a photographer; I see things with the third eye and witness the pros and cons in our lives and culture.
Growing up listening to Mexican music and eating beans and rice brought me to realize my true inner voice. I never experience racisms, maybe I have and I never mined why? What is the point of hating someone for reason or believes that your ancestors made up, knowing that they will always be there and will always live within your culture. I am a philosopher I think out side of the box, who aren’t we are all critical thinkers that create our own believes and subcultures. I dress what ever I want I never buy expensive things I never buy into the media, for what to be another puppet knowing that if I don’t buy clothes or some Nikes I am not part of the culture. I am an outsider and I am proud of it I am my unique person, I love hip-hop, metal, alternative. I am not the culture’s puppet look out the window you will see these puppets all with the same clothes and shoes. My culture is not what you believe it is I come from a background of cholos, Mexican revolutionaries, and low riders. Am I part of that no, I am my own revolutionary, I am not the cholo I am the guy that sits at the bus stop looking at his world FUCK UP.
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