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I learned a lot after reading this article. i learned that Mosaic Templar's are still around but few people know they even exist because experts thought the society ended after the great depression. how wrong they were. i learned that the Mosaic Templars provided alot for black"s they offered financial protection,services such as burial and life insurance. as it expanded the siciety openedchapters in 26 U.S. states and six countries.But in 1930s the great depression wiped out the Templars money members couldn't afford to pay dues so the society shut down
I found out from the article that on September 20th, 2008, the Mosaic Templars Cultural Center and Museum opened to the public as a state-of-the-art facility with more than 8,000 square feet of interactive exhibit and education space. i am so exited about goin to visit when i do get a chance to visit Arkansas.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
DOCTORS WARN TEXTERS: DONT TEXT and WALK,BIKE,COOK, or DRIVE
After reading the article about “doctor warns texters” I learned that many accident happen because people are so busy with their phones that they have no time to watch the environment around them. But before I tell you about what I learned from reading the article let me discuss with you what I knew before. Before reading the article I knew that texting was a very popular way of communication and easiest. No matter were I go whether I’m traveling to school, walking to work, or just being out all I see are people with phones or devises in their hands texting. Talking is so over rated now for someone to be on the phone any more is like being the 2nd placeholder of an award. As for my self I do it all the time I think that most of my communication is texting more then it is talking on a phone.
After reading the article I learned a lot of things I learned that texting is more then a way of communication it a new way of getting hurt and even killed. While in a discussion with my class I learned that last year there was a girl who jumped into a train track just tow get here phone it was said that the young woman jumped into the train track not because of here up section of communication, but because she worked so hard to get the phone that she felt it was worth her life to jump in after it. In my opinion I just thing that electronics are like a drug once you have them you can’t live with out them. I also learned that people text while biking and driving. I think if there was a law put on not being able to talk on the phone while driving then texting should have been a common sense type, but what really caught my attention was the warning about texting and cooking. I was surprised when I found out that people get hurt while they cook it was mind blowing. Another thing I learned form reading the article was that while texting people don’t pay attention to the environment around them because there to busy looking at the screen of there phones, it sees that those who have a phone and spend most of there time on it after a while it becomes there lives and that is true. If you ever watch most of the people that walk in the street with there electronics it seems like most of there life is only in that one little space where there phone is, it would be rare if they lifted there head up for one second to look at what’s around them.
In my opinion I don’t think that texting is all that bad form personal experience. I also text a lot and do it on the go but I don’t believe that my whole life is in that one little space were my phone lays. I walk, text, and watch my surrounding and that help because you become better at multitasking. I’m not saying that every body is capable of multitasking but for those who can it helps improve their skill of doing it. I definitely would thing twice before trying to wake in a busy area or crossing the street while texting or being occupied with an electronic device.
After reading the article I learned a lot of things I learned that texting is more then a way of communication it a new way of getting hurt and even killed. While in a discussion with my class I learned that last year there was a girl who jumped into a train track just tow get here phone it was said that the young woman jumped into the train track not because of here up section of communication, but because she worked so hard to get the phone that she felt it was worth her life to jump in after it. In my opinion I just thing that electronics are like a drug once you have them you can’t live with out them. I also learned that people text while biking and driving. I think if there was a law put on not being able to talk on the phone while driving then texting should have been a common sense type, but what really caught my attention was the warning about texting and cooking. I was surprised when I found out that people get hurt while they cook it was mind blowing. Another thing I learned form reading the article was that while texting people don’t pay attention to the environment around them because there to busy looking at the screen of there phones, it sees that those who have a phone and spend most of there time on it after a while it becomes there lives and that is true. If you ever watch most of the people that walk in the street with there electronics it seems like most of there life is only in that one little space where there phone is, it would be rare if they lifted there head up for one second to look at what’s around them.
In my opinion I don’t think that texting is all that bad form personal experience. I also text a lot and do it on the go but I don’t believe that my whole life is in that one little space were my phone lays. I walk, text, and watch my surrounding and that help because you become better at multitasking. I’m not saying that every body is capable of multitasking but for those who can it helps improve their skill of doing it. I definitely would thing twice before trying to wake in a busy area or crossing the street while texting or being occupied with an electronic device.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
2008 *************ELECTION************
What I know about this topic is that Barack Obama is running for president and has a good chance of winning. What I want to know about the 2008 election is ways it’s going to benefit me. As a student citizen and someone whose voting this year. But, after I read the 2008-election article is that because a lot of companies are moving away to other countries, living in the U.S is getting harder because there aren’t enough jobs. In my opinion I believe that this year’s election will be better and a lot more honest than most elections we have had in the past. Meaning most people who would be running for president would get up on a podium in =front of thousand and millions of people and promise things, then when they finally get the job all they promised becomes a lie.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
MY NARATTIVE = )-
Before you read this I want you to understand that this narrative is not meant to scare nor let anyone think I’m tough LOL =-)-
Hi my name is Aya Hafez, I’m an 18 going on 19 year old freshmen in college. Throughout my life I’ve had my ups and downs almost like a roller coaster. I’m the first born on my mother’s side and the second born on my father’s. throughout my life I’ve always lived in my older brothers shadow because of how bad he was or the wrong choices he made in life I was deprived from a lot in mine. I guess my parents raised or wanted to raise me to be afraid of life and what’s in it just so that I can stay close to them because of the outcome they sow from my older brother and they succeeded in doing that when I was younger, I kind of stuck to my mother at all times until I started getting older and started thinking for myself. I was in the fifth grade when I first started and stayed in public school, that’s when I realized that just because my older brother chooses to live his life a curtain way has nothing to do with me. I began rebelling against my parents when they would tell me I couldn’t do something ,go somewhere ,or talk to who I wanted only . I knew that whenever they made their decision they would always look back and see how things ended up with my brother or the result of the situation and I honestly and deeply didn’t think that was right. I believed that if I was to make mistake they would be my mistakes and they would be for me to learn from but, my parents didn’t understand that. I don’t think I ever had a relationship with either my parents. You know how “they “say the son is closes to his mother and the daughter is closer to her father”. I wasn’t close to neither of them in the sense that if something happened or something was on my mind I couldn’t go to either one of them and tell them about it and that forced me to keep everything to myself.
After a while I guess an anger or hate grew towards them. Why you might ask well because, from the way I saw things no matter how good I was I never got what I wanted and got in trouble for others mistakes but my brother would do everything wrong and have MY mother’s attention and blessings I just never understood it and I still don’t. I then became violent I would always beat on my younger brother. You would think my parents would try to understand what was wrong, were this sudden change came from but I would only get into more trouble. After a while comments that my parents would make for my own good would go through one ear and out the other. When my grandfather came to visit us from Egypt I was about 10 he and that was when my violent problem was solved because he was a professional boxer he thought “what better way than to put this child’s aggression into a punishing bag or speed bag. Because I am a female my mother didn’t like the fact that I was out there playing as she would say a “man’s sport” to me that was nonsense I never thought there was a big difference between a male and female, I always thought to myself anything a man can do a women can do better and I was write. I say that because I was the only female who boxed in Dupree’s gym over on Martin Luther King Drive I was just as good as any male training there.
When I started high school I got closer to my mother but it was like walking on a wire. I could talk to her sometimes and others I couldn’t or I felt like a couldn’t and that was a problem I was getting into all kind of trouble and had no one to turn to [don’t get me wrong if it wasn’t for my mother I wouldn’t be where I am today] when I started high school I would get in all type of fights, after a while it became almost like a hobby I was fighting for fun any fight I heard about I would choose a side and fight even though it wasn’t my battle to fight. I soon became known for my fighting whenever anyone had a problem [just get Aya she’ll be glad to help]. But that wasn’t write I soon became used but don’t get me wrong I aint fight everyone’s battles just those that I thought needed it and what surprised me the most my parents knew nothing of my trouble making. I can admit know that if I could take back half of the injuries I caused to others I would take them in a heartbeat only because now that I look back in the past I don’t think anyone deserves what I remember doing to people in the past. Now if you ask me I hate fighting I would go through every option of trying to resolve a problem before trying to solve it violently. Im the most peaceful person you can ever meet and nicest.
Hi my name is Aya Hafez, I’m an 18 going on 19 year old freshmen in college. Throughout my life I’ve had my ups and downs almost like a roller coaster. I’m the first born on my mother’s side and the second born on my father’s. throughout my life I’ve always lived in my older brothers shadow because of how bad he was or the wrong choices he made in life I was deprived from a lot in mine. I guess my parents raised or wanted to raise me to be afraid of life and what’s in it just so that I can stay close to them because of the outcome they sow from my older brother and they succeeded in doing that when I was younger, I kind of stuck to my mother at all times until I started getting older and started thinking for myself. I was in the fifth grade when I first started and stayed in public school, that’s when I realized that just because my older brother chooses to live his life a curtain way has nothing to do with me. I began rebelling against my parents when they would tell me I couldn’t do something ,go somewhere ,or talk to who I wanted only . I knew that whenever they made their decision they would always look back and see how things ended up with my brother or the result of the situation and I honestly and deeply didn’t think that was right. I believed that if I was to make mistake they would be my mistakes and they would be for me to learn from but, my parents didn’t understand that. I don’t think I ever had a relationship with either my parents. You know how “they “say the son is closes to his mother and the daughter is closer to her father”. I wasn’t close to neither of them in the sense that if something happened or something was on my mind I couldn’t go to either one of them and tell them about it and that forced me to keep everything to myself.
After a while I guess an anger or hate grew towards them. Why you might ask well because, from the way I saw things no matter how good I was I never got what I wanted and got in trouble for others mistakes but my brother would do everything wrong and have MY mother’s attention and blessings I just never understood it and I still don’t. I then became violent I would always beat on my younger brother. You would think my parents would try to understand what was wrong, were this sudden change came from but I would only get into more trouble. After a while comments that my parents would make for my own good would go through one ear and out the other. When my grandfather came to visit us from Egypt I was about 10 he and that was when my violent problem was solved because he was a professional boxer he thought “what better way than to put this child’s aggression into a punishing bag or speed bag. Because I am a female my mother didn’t like the fact that I was out there playing as she would say a “man’s sport” to me that was nonsense I never thought there was a big difference between a male and female, I always thought to myself anything a man can do a women can do better and I was write. I say that because I was the only female who boxed in Dupree’s gym over on Martin Luther King Drive I was just as good as any male training there.
When I started high school I got closer to my mother but it was like walking on a wire. I could talk to her sometimes and others I couldn’t or I felt like a couldn’t and that was a problem I was getting into all kind of trouble and had no one to turn to [don’t get me wrong if it wasn’t for my mother I wouldn’t be where I am today] when I started high school I would get in all type of fights, after a while it became almost like a hobby I was fighting for fun any fight I heard about I would choose a side and fight even though it wasn’t my battle to fight. I soon became known for my fighting whenever anyone had a problem [just get Aya she’ll be glad to help]. But that wasn’t write I soon became used but don’t get me wrong I aint fight everyone’s battles just those that I thought needed it and what surprised me the most my parents knew nothing of my trouble making. I can admit know that if I could take back half of the injuries I caused to others I would take them in a heartbeat only because now that I look back in the past I don’t think anyone deserves what I remember doing to people in the past. Now if you ask me I hate fighting I would go through every option of trying to resolve a problem before trying to solve it violently. Im the most peaceful person you can ever meet and nicest.
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