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Honestly, the semester went by faster than I thought. I hose to make a vlog about "In the beginning of the semester it was hard coming to class all the time because of my personal struggles and I would somehow always end up doing the wrong homework assignment but through the tough journey I made it, completed my assignments whether they were on time or not. I learned it's not about completing the assignment just to to get it out of the way for an easy A or a B but to write your thoughts and feelings and sharing it to the world because your voice matters and even the weakest assignment could be your biggest accomplishment because it's your real voice. This class was fun and funny and I it was worth coming to class and engage in different activities. "Peace in keep it real, and holla, Holla at you booooooiiiiiiiiii."
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For this research project I thought I was going to write a paper about "A failed intervention" because I was confused about the original project. I wrote in blog 12 how I would come about writing the very very first part of the assignment and the different, 13 and 14 how I revised my papers until my was up-to-date and my paper could be fairly graded. Since I have not done bog assignment #11, this will be linked to my final research paper on how I've completed the task.
I overdid it... 🤦🏽♀️So in this blog assignment I have managed to re-do my research project this time CORRECTLY with going above the requirements. I talked about giving up sleep and that I felt like I was the only one in class who had like an extra-day to do my research project so I disciplined myself to execute this mission.🤺
In the Making...
In the making of writing my research paper, it was a total disaster! I failed to meet the requirements and I felt so embarrassed to talk about any of my projects in front of the class and even just talking to my professor when we have our one-on-one conference. This is my first attempt of writing the research project. My Research project for Blog #12 is the second part of my work cited and sources that I will use with the final draft. The importance of Freedom of Speech and primary the downfall of this amendment. It has been abused and taken advantage of where even the U.S. president is allowing a non censorship on opinions cause chaos to the country. This is part of the story of why Freedom of Speech seriously needs a limit.
This is the link to explain each day of my gratitude I have. The smallest deed given to be is appreciated because in life seriously the smallest act of kindness does so much justice. Each day as I wrote what I am grateful for I put a little joke/slang here and there so you understand my struggles. Everyone has something to be happy for and mine is surrounded my peoples and outside my home life. Ladies and Gentlemen...Bless Up This is a reflection about my composition 2 class. I talk about my strengths and weaknesses during my semester. This vlog link is my first vlog about my reflection on any course and I believe it's relatable and engaging for my audience.Blog Assignment #7: Found Poem of my Narrative Project [Category: Revision, Reflection]10/17/2018 This blog post describes how I used the cutt-up method, parody and onomatopoeia to entertain and relate to a loss of a meaningful pursuit. Some portion of the poem descriptions are added to my narrative assignment to get a better understanding of how the race went down. The details of my self vs self in the last choices to make determined my eligibility to advance into the next big race. This poem narrates my decision. I wanted to Boast, But I Didn’t Catch the Ghost
The heat, The track, The event, that 400 metres race to beat. Runners from all sides, beside me, against me, The competitor, the corridor The corridor of the track which the race took place, The place to determine the winner who qualified for States I’m not quite worried because I had quite the lead, there couldn’t possibly be a ghost that will sneak up me, but that was not meant to be.. I felt my knees pressuring up, my muscles had tightened up, the exhaustion following up, and all I see is Brunette nod her head up like ‘sup’ (GASSPPP) The Ghost The rage of embarrassment started to kick in, the more force I had to place in, the heat is so long and almost feels useless, tears and sweat had run down to my chin We are in the final stride/acceleration of the race, I have to make a choice A choice that could make me look like a cheater or a winner The Ghost Self vs Self What is right vs what is wrong Should I dive or take second place? I’m sorry coach, I’m sorry team, I’m sorry school, but diving isn’t cool The cherry wine banner slides down her waist, almost as if it’s hugging her accomplishment The recognition of coaches and alumnus smiling to appreciate and adore her skill Skills that I lacked that I thought I had hacked The Ghost For my most strongest event, I had lost the chance to prove my speed even greater This defeat is one of many reasons I look back as, If I had ran for the love of track and not let people put fear and medals and titles in my head The cherry red wine banner would’ve hugged me instead. Introduction: “Ayo!” The time that I thought the government was giving me state grant of a $1,000 plus dollars had to be a dream come true. Especially for any teenager like myself at the, needing some extra extra cash. I had this whole plan of giving money to my parents, my siblings, treating myself and even some of my friends. But it was all a lie. I hate being sotty. 🤦🏽 So it was a normal, sunny day, 2013 I was about 15/16 years old and I was getting ready to start my house chores. Rrrriinnngggg ga-ga-ga-ga-ga. At the time I had an Android. The Galaxy s4. Now with today’s modern technology, we are aware when we get calls that are scammers. But, my phone did not say it was a scammer and the caller ID was from New York, New York. So I decided to answer. He has a thick Indian accent and honestly it was a little hard to understand him. I thought it was just another commercial calling about buying something or staying at some resort but I remember hearing just say $9,000 was given to me by the government for school grant money. I immediately dropped the broom. My conscious did not kick in. I didn’t think it was shady, I wasn’t suspicious, there was no red flag going up. So I immediately interrupted him with an enthusiastic voice and asked him “the government is giving me $9,000?!” And he replied in a nonchalant, mellow voice. Like normally operators on the phone or people in general react to the same mood that you project towards but he actually sounded annoyed; but I didn’t care because it’s $9,000! So he then asks me permission if I would be ok with him getting a hold of my bank account, debit card number, etc. I respond “do what you gotta do to help me out, I’m really grateful for this, thank you.” This man then guides me through the procedures I need to do to get this $nine. Thousand. Dollars. The first procedure was to transfer all my savings into my checking account. The next procedure was to go to the nearest store and get an iTune card so I can load all my money to the card and he said this procedure is necessary because if there’s not at least 250 plus money into your savings then the transaction wouldn’t work since it was so much money. I’m like ok, seems legit. 🤷🏽So I go to the nearest supermarket, buy the itunes card loaded $250 and he still waited for me on the phone. Which I still didn’t think that it was weird. I get home and the chores isn’t done. My mom start yelling at me, and I put him on mute because I didn’t want to be embarrassed. So then I thought if I tell her now she’ll stop yelling and she’ll forgive me right on the spot. I start telling her, “mom the reason why I didn’t get to it was because I’ve just got a call from the government giving me $9,000 student grant money!” She couldn't believe it. At first she was like wow that's cool of them, and she walked into the kitchen to get a cool drink to drink to calm her down a bit. So then I get back to him on the phone. She comes out then asking hold on “Soumiya, the government usually sends grant money as a mail or you get it from the school, they never called, at least when I was still going to school” and she had graduated about a year ago. That’s when I thought you know what, I’ve learn this during orientation we had at our school one day, so I felt like this is about to go 0-💯real quick. I told her well he told me to load all my savings into my checking so the transfer would work. She swiftly took my phone from my hand and hung and yelled that I was being scammed. “How could you be so naive Soumiya, did he ask you any information about your bank or something?!” Now I’m crying hysterically and answer “yes, but he said he worked for the government, I didn’t know it would be any harm.” She quickly takes my arm and we get into the car and drive straight to the bank. She’s ranting on the whole way up there. Saying how could’ve not been aware, why I didn’t call right away, nobody gets tricked so easily like that etc. We get to the bank, talk to the specialist, and have them get me a new card, make a whole new account and I had to start saving up again fresh. Yeaaahhhh ummmm… I learned my lesson. Get an iphone because they’ll let you know who’s calling. 🤦🏽 Introduction: I get one chance to prove to my coaches that they trained one of the best high school athlete. Time to prove my worth to my fellow teammates and that I can go home to my parents and say that I made it!! Delcos Championship determined my ability. (April 15th) Delcos Championship. You get one chance to qualify for states. “I am speed, one winner, seven eliminated” I say in my head as I’m on the verge to jolt off the starting blocks. The heat feels like it’s going to slow my momentum. I’m nervous and sweating so much under my Khimar. A million and one things on my mind. All I keep thinking is that I cannot mess this up. I cannot let my team down. “On your mark… (Oh shoot, too late to turn back now!) Get set…! The athletic official yelled out. I breathe in 3, 2, 1. The gun goes off. We’re in the third heat. All you hear is the crowd cheering. I’m in the 5th lane. Just nothing but three more competitors in front of me. 50-70 meters is the first acceleration to get a lead, in the track reference we called it the “GAP.” I remember to lean forward and not lean backwards because that is one of the biggest mistakes as runners do. We tend to lean excessively backwards which messes up our momentum and tires us down even faster. I’m breathing in my nose and out my mouth repeatedly with a faster paste. Just keep going, just keep, just keep going, I keep telling myself. I get to the 100 meter start line. Nothing but striding so I start pacing myself. Then I see a brunette hair on the side of my left. She’s in lane 7. “What?! Oh hell no!” I start booking. It’s me and her neck to neck on the next 50-70 meters. She starts to lean forward, as in pushing her body and weight, almost look as if she’s tripping forward but it’s a technique that some people can do to get the lead in the race without actually tripping. We finally reach the last 100 meters. Call me a sore loser or whatever, but I honestly thought she used dopamine or something because that last energy she enhanced, she started increasing her speed. Like I was just struggling and she was casually jogging and then she just magically wanted to be Usain Bolt. All I remember seeing in the end was the banner falling around her waist as I just duck my head to make second place. Mannnnnn beginners luck. 😒 |
Blog Assignment #1 The Proust QuestionnaireThis assignment is is one of the best-known interviews used in the media today and it's all about my personality. Almost like getting to know me face-to-face without me in the formal appearance.
1. My idea of perfect happiness being content with your blessings.
2. My greatest fear is dying with Allaah not pleased with me. 3. The one thing I deplore about myself is not learning from my mistake 🤦🏽♀️4. A trait that I most deplore in people is dishonesty. 5. A living person that I admire the most is my mother. 6. My greatest extravagance was FashionNova 🤦🏽♀️ 7. My current state of mind is spirituality 🙌🏽 8. The most overrated virtue are celebrities 🙄 9.On the occasions that I lie ummm idk...😅 10. What I like dislike about my appearance would be nothing. I'm Gucci. Flaws and all. 11. The most living person that I despise is a human Shaytaan (devil) 12. A quality that I like most about a man is his Imaan (belief/faith) If bae don't pray bae can't stay.🤷🏽♀️13. A quality that I like most about a woman is CONVERSATION. 14. My favorite phrase is “It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”-J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone and okkuur from Cardi B. 15. The greatest love of my life is prayer. 🧕🏽🤲🏽 16. I was happiest in Sujood a place where your closest to Allaah. 17. The most talent I would love to have is the ability to box. 🥊 18. If I could change one thing about myself it would be the ability to NEVER be late. 19. My greatest achievement is mastering in reading and writing in Arabic. 20. If I was to be reincarnated I would be a horse or a deer. I lovvveee Bambi!! 🦌 21. If I had to live anywhere it would probably in Texas or Georgia. 22. My most proud possession is a ring my brought me when I turned 21. 💍 23. The lowest depth of misery is going to hell. FOREVER. 24. My favorite occupation is a psychologist. Always exploring the human mind. 25. The most marked characteristic in a person is his/her personality. Someone who is funny because I looovvveeee to laugh. 😂😂😂😂 26. The most thing that I value in my friends are their presence and our conversations! 27. My favorite writers are J.K. Rowling, Chelsea Fine, Maya Snow, Mary Pope Osborn, Mark Twain, and Edgar Allen Poe. 28. My favorite hero of fiction Captain America. 29. My most historical figure that identify myself with is Rosa Parks, -Nah 1955. 30. My heroes in real life are my parents, my sisters in faith/Muslim brothers and my dearest friends. 31. My favorite names are Binyameen (Benjamin), and Abu Hurairah. 😍 32. What I hate the most is being ignored by my feelings. 33. My greatest regret is upsetting my mother. 🤱🏾 34. I would like to die in the position of prostration. 35. My motto is, if someone intention is to never hurt you, then do not hurt them back. Soumiya F. Samake- Knowledge is life and a cure. |