Today is perhaps one of the most important days of my life. It is the day I take my placement exam that determines which major you will be put into at the higher learning institution. Shakily I finish getting dressed for the day, I am adorned in a pair of navy pants and a grey button up with the number 84 on the cuff. Each year the society gives a number to every child born. I was the 84th child of the year so that is the number I was assigned, many of my other classmates have number ranging from 20 to over 200. I slip out of my room and jog to the end of my hall barely catching the last lift to the 97th floor where the test is administered. Not everyone gets invited to secondary school, for 75% of the world primary is the end, they didn’t pass, and would be taught trade jobs with little opportunity for advancement. Due to this pressure of the test looms over me and the memory of leaving my mother and family take over my mind almost daily.…
At the beginning of the movie “Glory” there is an obvious segregation between whites and blacks, captain Shaw seemed to be of the vast minority that treated African American’s with some sort of decency. Shaw was hard on his men but only because he wanted them to be great soldiers. The overall attitude towards African American’s is what you would expect from the time. Most white men look at themselves as far superior as the black men. Even though the African Americans have volunteered to risk their lives as soldiers, they still all feel basically as slaves and tread lightly around officers. Captain Shaw along with the rest of the white men in the camp have a hard time relating at all to the black men because of how different their lives were up to that point.. Captain Shaw believes highly in treating all men equally, unlike the rest of his white counterparts.…
The movie” Glory Enough for All” tells the story of Frederick Banting and his colleague Charles Best as they work tirelessly to discover a cure for Diabetes. I found the movie to be interesting and educational. Overall, it was very informative and showed what hard work and determination can do to improve the quality of life for patients suffering from potentially fatal illnesses.…
In this book, Timothy J. Henderson examines the origins, outcomes, and modern-day consequences of the Mexican-American War (1846-1848). A Glorious Defeat is organized around two central questions: why did Mexico go to war with the United States in 1846 and why did the war go so badly for Mexico? Henderson does provide the answers to these questions, based on the reader having some knowledge of the expansionist history that the US partook in with its southern neighbors, but who are “far less certain why Mexico went to war with the United States” (xviii).…
In writing this assignment I hope to inform the reader about my learning experience. The context of my artistic practice in its broadest sense is experiential and my diverse cultural heritage informs my work in collage, multimedia and interest in performance. Therefore, I’ll be drawing from and reflecting upon my own lived experience, which includes my learning development and artistic practice.…
Art is a curse that will grab you once you're hooked and hold on to you for the rest of your life. Art doesn't hold people’s hands through the rough patches, of course; she makes them work for it. If someone thinks that art is easy then they have another thing coming, because art doesn't kiss on the first date. Art had forced me to confront the emotions that I was not ready to confront. I have met jealousy through other artists’ artworks and I know frustration through mine. I become frustrated and blinded by my work when I am unable complete it because I can’t translate the image in my head to the paper on my easel, and there is so much that I wanted to say through my art, but my hands can’t seem to work right.…
In the morning the whole convention went into one of the auditoriums to hear the awards being called out. I didn’t win anything for poetry, but my group won first place in book battle. As I went onto the stage I couldn’t stop smiling. Our school got first place in two other events. That meant that the people events that placed qualified to go to nationals in Disney World. For the rest of the day my friends and I kept saying “We’re going to Disney!” because we couldn’t believe what had happened. And all the way home we held our first place…
As an artist, sometimes self-doubt plagues me and I question myself, “ Am I doing the right thing by sharing my inner-self with the world?” However, when I hear, “It takes courage to let others see me, my feelings, my being,” I know I am on the right path. I then use my diffidence to fuel my artistic urges and painting another portrait. It is invariably one small step at a time, one paining at a time, but I have to move ahead on my voyage to self-actualization. There are many other reasons why I want to build my life with my love for painting as a foundation; but one is more than enough – It gives me my…
"The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak".(Matthew 26:41) These words of Jesus are thematic in both the novel, The Power and the Glory, by Graham Greene, and the poem, "Batter my heart, three-personed God", by John Donne. Both the whiskey priest and the speaker of the poem are involved in a battle between their sinful flesh and their spirit, which seeks the Divine. They also admit their sin and commit themselves to God. In both the novel and the poem, the authors use similar paradoxes to describe the character's relationship with God while the search for holiness takes each on a different path.…
Now, with a coherent idea in my mind, I was able to make one of my favourite paintings and the first original artwork I’ve painted by…
Prior to those sleepless nights, I had considered myself an artist. Colorful dried paint decorated my clothing, my hands, occasionally my short cropped hair. I carried a small sketchpad with me at all times. Art class had been my respite, but I soon stopped showing up for even that. My mother would knock softly at my door on school…
It was the last month of July, a couple of weeks before my middle school years ended. I was very anxious because of the idea of leaving my school where I was comfortable with everyone, where my circle of friends were what I looked most forward to when coming to school every day. The day I was going to graduate came closer and closer, I hated how the time was ticking by so fast when I didn’t want it to. I had spent the last 2 years with the same class and teacher, my class mates were like brothers of mine. After all, it was the last time I was going to see my friends Raghav and Karanbir. Weeks flew by as fast as the wings of a humming bird; it was only a few days before the big day, graduation day. As expected the day had arrived, on my way to the banquet hall I felt my head filling up with bizarre scenarios of how it would be like in high school with new teachers, older people and new faces from different school. When I got out of the car I made my way through the main foyer, the banquet hall was decorated so distinctively, I felt as if I were a boy down the hall way of the Queen’s castle ready to be awarded as a Knight. As names were being called to step forward towards the stage, I heard the principal call out “Shreelesh Kaliraj” and I got up with great pride and walked cautiously bit by bit towards her. When she handed me the certificate I was as proud as a father who had just seen his child walk for the very first time. The certificate was 8x10 inches made from stiff hard paper; it had my name written in clear bold letters in the middle of the certificate with a shiny elegant sticker right beside. I quickly walked back to my seat knowing this was the last time I was going to see my close friends, at first I was feeling down due to the fact after this day we would all go separate ways to shape our future but I couldn’t let that thought ruin the entire day for me because at the end I knew meeting new people and making new friends was part of…
My school life began rather early, that is why I wasn’t prepared for the majority of the tasks I was to accomplish and it took me a while to accommodate to the circumstances but nevertheless I was capable to accept the rules I had to follow and I possessed enough of the discipline and diligence even in childhood which helped me to become one of the best in the class. The same characteristics of my personality gave me opportunity to receive the Silver medal for the excellent grades upon finishing the school as well as obtaining the second place in the city Olympiad in literature, that still makes me sorry as didn’t manage to get the first one mostly due to particular carelessness in writing of compositions, and surely entering to the university.…
We have a lot of different great artist here in the Philippines and one of them is Nemesio R. Miranda or “Nemiranda” for short. Nemiranda learned how to draw when he was at the age of five years old. Instead of seeing notes written on his notebook,but you will see that it is full of drawings. And when he gone to college he took the course of “Fine Arts” at UST ,even though his father didn’t like the course that he took. Nemiranda said that art is his passion and art is the only thing that he can do.And I ask Nemiranda that if he regrets something that he didn’t follow what his father wants him to do.He answered that he never regret that he didn’t follow what his dad wants him to do. Nemiranda said that money is not important in his life even…
We have a lot of different great artist here in the Philippines and one of them is Nemesio R. Miranda or “Nemiranda” for short. Nemiranda learned how to draw when he was at the age of five years old. Instead of seeing notes written on his notebook,but you will see that it is full of drawings. And when he gone to college he took the course of “Fine Arts” at UST ,even though his father didn’t like the course that he took. Nemiranda said that art is his passion and art is the only thing that he can do.And I ask Nemiranda that if he regrets something that he didn’t follow what his father wants him to do.He answered that he never regret that he didn’t follow what his dad wants him to do. Nemiranda said that money is not important in his life even…