Writing for HS, AM (Scalice, '07)
Emily Chan
Posted by Emilie at 2007/07/24 22:31:35 PDT
persuasiveeeessayyyyyyyy :o

Abortion: Giving Women the Freedom of Choice

Pro-life or pro-choice? Pro-choice. Abortion should stay legal. Many people argue that abortion is killing a life, but is an embryo really a life? No, it isn’t. What if the pregnant woman was raped or unable to take care of the baby? There are other options, but abortion is the most direct way and it is not “killing a life”. With compromises, abortion can please both sides while helping pregnant women.
Some people believe that giving the baby to a family member to take care of is a good alternative to abortion, but when you have a baby would you really be willing to give your baby to somebody else? By the time you are ready to take care of your child, he or she would not recognize you. People claim they are trying to save a life, but when you point to this alternative, a mother would not be able to love and nourish her child in his or her early years.
Sometimes an unexpected change in events can change somebody’s life. Rape is one of the worst for women. It is wrong to force a woman to keep a child when she did not even make the decision. Some keep the child but others do not want to be reminded of such a horrific event. Other family problems might occur, such as the father leaving or the family is unable to support the new child.
Admittedly there are people that abuse abortion. Abortion should not be legal to be abused, but to help women who truly need it. If each woman had, say, a maximum of three times to get an abortion, it would prevent abuse and aide women. It would provide second chances to women who made unwise decisions.
Pro-life protestors don’t support abortion because it kills a life, but what exactly is a life? Many people have their own opinion so it varies immensely. Some believe life begins when the first heartbeats are detected, or when a baby comes out of a woman’s womb. Whatever you might think, from when a woman and a man first have sexual intercourse, to the event in your opinion is the beginning of life, should be some amount of time that the “baby” is not a life and thus a window of opportunity opens for a woman to get an abortion.
Abortion is legal and should stay legal. With some compromises and changes, it can please both sides while helping women in need. Alternate options like giving the baby to somebody else so that they can take care of him or her is not the solution. Unexpected events may happen that change the situation. Abortion is helpful not harmful.




Note to Joseph: I lost my first draft. -.-; Don't blame mee.. sorry!


Posted by Emilie at 2007/07/18 14:25:28 PDT
Edited at 2007/07/18 16:24:50 PDT

2:25PM 7.18.07 AS OF NOW.
3:25PM.
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4:24PM.



Written in 1943, Carlos Bulosan's most famous work, America is in the Heart, is an autobiography about his childhood in the Phillipines to the unexpected twists and turns of America.

As a simple boy from the countryside, Carlos--or Allos--was not as influenced from the American dreams and ideas as the younger city dwellers of his age were. Eventually as time passed, he was unknowingly exposed to this Amereican influence when his brother Leon did not light the fire in the hut with his wife to show her virginity. After being away for several years to fight a war in Europe, his brother was probably influenced by Western ideas and like other similar young Filipino men, they "were stirring and rebelling against their heritage." (5) He was asked to do such an old-fashioned, cruel custom that seemed unnecessary to him, and if he knew they were all going to get beaten if there was no fire he probably would have lit it in the end.

Over time, his brothers Amado and Macario decided to journey to America and try their luck there. At thirteen, Allos planned to go to America and follow his brothers, but he went to Baguio first to save money for the voyage. There in Baguio, he was exposed to the American idea in the form of a true story. It was the story of Abraham Lincoln, the poor boy that became President of the United States. Touched and inspired, Allos "...was fascinated by the story of this boy who was born in a log cabin and became a president of the United States." (69) However, this American dream would be hard to achieve for Allos. Not because he was illiterate, but because he was Filipino.

Several more years passed and Allos finally saved enough money for America. He went to Manila to where the ship was, but before that he went back to his hometown Binalonan to visit his family. As he was leaving for the city, his brother, Luciano, told him to never comee back to Binalonan. "Even if you have to steal and kill, don't come back to t his damned town. Don't come back as I have done," were Luciano's parting words to Allos. (89) His brother did not want him to be held back and thought in America, Allos would have a future. In the Phillipines, they were poor and barely scraped a living. Believing in the American dreams and ideals, Luciano thought Allos would grow to be educated and successful in America. Luciano had the chance to stay in the city, but chose not to and came back to Binalonan and regretted it. He did not want his younger brother to make the same mistake. Ironically, later in the book his other brother Amado tells Allos he never should have come to America, having experienced racism and other cruel events.

Once on the ship, Allos began to doubt going to America. "Why had I left home? What will I do in America," he asked himself. (97) The ship ride was miserable and a sickness called meningitis began to spread amongst the lower-class passengers, Allos included. They barely saw the sun during their voyage, and when they finally allowed on deck, a young white woman commented, "Look at those half-naked savages from the Phillipines, Roger! Haven't they any idea of decency?" (98) She never experienced what it was like in the lower decks, and did not have a right to say that. However this was just the first of many hateful comments to come. "Why don't they ship those monkeys back where they came from?" (99)

It was not long when Carlos first encountered violence in America. It was when a man named Paez ran off with Carlos and the other men's paychecks. A man claimed he knew where to find Paez, and Carlos' friend Julio beat him up until he told him where to find him. Carlos had never seen such brutal and cruel actions, aside from maybe when his brother Leon got married, but these events made Carlos change over the years. America would make him become ruthless and always have his guard up. "Yet no matter what bestiality encompassed my life,.. [he] felt sure that somewhere, sometime, ...[he] would break free. This faith kept...[him] from completely succumbing to the degradation into which many of ... [his] countrymen had fallen." (109)

As a Filipinio, or any other minority in America, Carlos was looked down upon. He was not to be trusted or could not own land. When he was in a car with his friends, they were stopped by police officers. They had to check the car for any white women. Carlos was confused and asked his friend Doro for an explaination. "They think every Filipino is a pimp, said his friend." (121) A white woman and a Filipino could not get married at that time.

Among all unforunate events there are happy moments as well. In America, Carlos was reunited with his brother Amado. However, Amado did not recognize at first, but after persuasion he readily greeted his younger brother. "I am your brother. I am Allos! Remember the village of Mangusmana? Remember when you beat our carabao in the rain? When you touched my head and then ran to Binalonan? Rememeber, Amado?" (123) Carlos fought for their childhood bond that was not breaking. "Frantically ...[he] searched in ..[his] mind mind for other remembrances of the past which might remind him [Amado] of [Carlos]... and re-establish a bridge between ...[Amado] and [his] childhood." (123) What finally brought Amado to realization that the man before him was his brother Carlos was the mention of their mother, Meteria. Amado hugged Carlos with love then, and Carlos knew that Amado had loved their mother but did not have the chance to express his feelings. "Yes, to him, and to [Carlos] afterward, to know [their] mother's name was to know the password into the secrets of the past, into childhood and pleasant memories; but it was also a guiding star, a talisman, a charm that lights us to manhood and decency." (123)

Carlos also started to gamble, something his parents would have advised him not to do. He learned how to cheat the unexperienced players, although he was scared of their physical ability. They could pummel him until Carlos gave up all his money. One day he won all the money of those who ventured into the gambling house. "Frank told [him] one of the men had a wife who was in a hospital. But the man was shy and full of pride...[he] could not do anything for him. Why did he gamble his money when his wife needed it? Did he think he had the right to marry when he was scrubbing floors for thirty-five dollars a month? To hell with him!" (179) Now, peasant couples in the Phillipines struggled as a family to make ends meet, but here in America and Filipino man gambled wages away when his wife was in the hospital. Lives from two parts of the world contrasted greatly. Also, the Carlos long ago would not have swore. Perhaps he has grown up, or maybe it is because he has been expected to a rough way of life.

Throught his life Carlos was just simply called Carlos, or Allos, or other harsh racist names. Never in his life was he addressed formally and with respect, and when it happened he was quite surprised. As he was leaving, a friend called out, "Come back to see us again... Come back Mr. Bulosan!" (173) Among the uneven edges and cliffs of life there is some decency and respect as well.


Posted by Emilie at 2007/07/16 10:46:06 PDT

Why did they go through the Waig?

The father asked Baldo if they had seen anybody along the way.

Maria is a tall, pretty girl that smells of papaya.

Baldo is a young boy that finds Maria likable.

What do the stars mean to Leon and Maria? How close are they? How did they meet? Is Maria from the city? Why is she worried that Leon's father will not accept her? What role does Labang play in the story? How important is Nagrebcan to Leon, Baldo, and Maria?

andadasi. arrais. manong. fragrant. papaya.

Maring/Mayang/Maria. She is from Manila.
Leon/Noel. He is from the countryside. Negrebcan.

Maria makes an effort to fit into the countryside life and is joyfully greeted by Leon's family. She was tested by Leon's father to see if she would fit in and she did.

He seems to accept Maria.

American ideals don't work in the Phillipines. Working hard in the Phillipines means you're still poor and starving. In America the American dream is that if you work hard then you will be successful.

How does experience in the city affect the country side and vice versa for Carlos Bulosan and Manuel Arguilla?

Arguilla: The city adapts to the country in the person of Maria.

Bulosan: The country adapts to the city in person of Carlos.


Posted by Emilie at 2007/07/11 17:30:03 PDT
o-o never watched it lol.

Sin City is a movie that I have not seen, nor heard many comments about. The only two facts that I know are: it is mostly a black and white film and Jessica Alba plays a role in the movie. That's it. I have no likes or dislikes for any aspects of Sin City, so I was open to all ideas and opinions, like the review by David Walsh. As I understand, he scorns the movie and does not understand why people watch these types of films. To him, the movie is boring and created with sexual appeal and gruesome scenes as a foundation and repeating factor. Walsh talks about how society now, how we are more open to things like violence in movies.

I'll have to agree with Walsh here. Not only are movies changing, but how people view what is appropriate and what is not. Things we would have done in our teens are done by pre-teens. Maybe about ten years ago you would have seen mid to older teenagers and young adults along in busy shopping districts with families of all sizes. Fast forward to now, and among the mix are ten to twelve year old girls--and possibly younger--dangling a Coach or Fendi bag from one arm and flipping open a pink Motorola Razr with the other. I've heard stories about how girls won't be accepted to the "In" crowd if they don't meet certain requirements. I recall one set of requirements that included the girl had to have Uggs, a North Face jacket, and a LV purse. I know this is a little bit off-topic, but what I'm trying to say is that some of the things we do now are inappropriate for our age, but we do them anyways and so peoples' perspectives are changing.

UHHHHHHHHHHHM.
Hopefully I haven't gone TOO off-topic there. x.x I can't find the right words but you know what I mean.. Right? T__T


Posted by Emilie at 2007/07/08 13:50:14 PDT
zomgggaah this was hard lol.

Knowing it was a persuasive essay, I was lost in the first few paragraphs because I was confused about what the author was arguing about. After re-reading the introducing paragraphs and continuing on until I finished the essay, I would have to say this sort of society that the author talks about would be ideal, but almost impossible if even possible. Before making any agreements, disagreements, or unsure thoughts, let's run through the essay. The author says that the voice of the other is a cry from fellow humans that need help, and that responding to this cry is a human obligation, while ignoring it completely is a fundamental guilt. The author's second premise claims that our current society is founded upon unimaginable human misery and suffering. This foundation has been caused by humans, and therefore, and be undone by the same people. The author asks this question: "How is it fair when some people have more than they need, much more, yet some barely survive with little essential needs?" These lower-class people are the ones that work endlessly so that we can live comfortably with our, as the author says disgustedly, large mansions and Hummers. The third and final premise is: our world of injustice has been humanly constructed. All the racial and sexual discrimination, social classes, and hierarchies and structures of power have been created and caused by humans, and can be undone by humans. The author writes that we must tear down our current society and build a new one, where each human receives what they need and work according to their individual abilities. We must replace our hearts of stone to those of flesh, and work for a better society. This is what the author believes and writes about.

Since this is a response to the essay, here are my two cents. When I read it the first time, I thought, "Wow." It was not that long, but it was dense and sprinkled with unknown vocabulary. At first it reminded me of Communism, but after re-reading I realized it wasn't quite like it. It might have the same, general sort of idea, but I'm not quite sure. The essay doesn't talk about power as much, but more on the needy getting more and the rich getting less. At least, I didn't see anything to do with people struggling and fighting for power. However, for this theoretical society to work, everybody, down to the last person in the farthest corner of the earth, must co-operate. But, however, this sort of clashes with another belief or, arguably, fact: humans are imperfect. Humans are greedy and unfair. Sometimes we lie, we cheat, or we steal from others. We want what other people have. If we all had what we needed, somebody is going to do differently. The author says that our world of injustice has been created by humans. I agree with that. Humans can take it down. I don't quite agree with that. Once again, we are imperfect. Sin is sort of, let's say, inevitable. We're also different. Humans don't think alike, and not everybody is going to want this "fair society". What about the people up on top, the ones with mansions and Hummers? To them, this society is fair. They can do something about it but don't. The lower-classes don't think this society is fair. They're less capable of doing something about it. What I'm trying to say is, there are so many sacrifices needed to be made, so many "this will happen, but so will this.."s, and so many lives we need to change that this sort of society is so hard to set up and once again, almost impossible, if even possible.

Okay hope you liked it. The End. Yay. :]
Uh.. there are probably a TON of mistakes in there.. sorry Joseph. XD Probably due to being confused.. uh.. hopefully's it's right, lol. Aiyah.. now I'm just like.. jlaksdjf;lskdjf.


Posted by Emilie at 2007/07/05 11:58:36 PDT
zomgahhh :o excercises..

soft: The horizon is a definite line, but still soft.

The horizon is a definite line, but even from a distance it ..

gah. eww :[ whatever.

DEUX.

list of tangible things:

roses.
mint chocolate.
strawberries.
cherries.
blueberries.
ice cream.
glass.
mirrors.
light.
ocean.
eclipse.
catastrophe

list if intangible things:

beauty.
love.
justice.
dreams.
nightmares.
hope.
faith.
destiny.
fate.
intelligence.
avarice.
vanity.
gluttony.
lust.
wrath.
sloth.
life.
death.
chance.

list of.. silly metaphors yay:

the rose of lust.
the strawberries of gluttony.
the mirror of dreams.
a light of hope.
the catastrophe of chance.

seven minute essays:

YELLOW:

Yellow symbolizes happiness and life. It reminds me of lemons and the sun. Yellow is a smooth and soft color that slips through our fingers.

CHOCOLATE:

Chocolate is a milky, brown candy associated with love. It can be a flavor of cake, pie, milk, or ice cream. Chocolate is a universally loved sweet.

Quote:

good job
I LOVE CHOCOLATE!
no comma between milky and brown because there are only two adjectives,
you should check but I don't think there should be a comma before of "or" because it might be the same as the rule for and

Quote:

Yayy thanks Samantha. :] Yeah I should take out the commas. ...

WATER

Water is a clear, pure substance that gives life. It can be cold, hot, or in between. Water is all around you, constantly there and never going away. Even though your environment is hot, water is still inside your body. Without water, living things, including you, would not exist. Water tells you the truth. If there are impurities, you will be able to see them.

Yellow is a color that I am neutral with. Chocolate is a candy that I like, and water is a substance that I need to survive. They are things that I am familiar with, but I do not know a lot about them. I see yellow everyday because the sun is yellow. Chocolate is inside the refrigerator in the home or the local store. Water is in the air around me, in the sink, and in rivers and oceans.

pure, life, everyday, lemons, slips, love, truth.

Everyday, something pure and obvious like love or truth slips past our grasp, and we despair over the loss, but when something as simple as lemons disappears from our life, we take no notice.


Posted by Emilie at 2007/06/28 10:52:20 PDT
Edited at 2007/07/05 09:34:22 PDT
ocean ocean more oceaann...

A terrace overlooks the Pacific Ocean. The metal floor and railing both have consistent gaps to allow guests to see more of their surroundings. Wooden benches attached to the railing and pillows with Indian designs provide comfortable seating to those enjoying the view. A miniature, old-fashioned kettle and three cups sit on an end-table, ready to make drinks. For those interested in looking into the distance, a black telescope has been set up next to one of the attached benches.

The view itself is calm, simple and yet stunning at the same time. Blue ocean stretches out of the picture with almost white skies. The horizon is a definite line, but still soft. If the ocean were a few hues lighter, ocean and sky would blend together perfectly.

The metal terrace is attached to a house. The indoor structure is supported by light wooden beams extending upwards. Doors leading to the terrace have been opened. A rectangular bench made of wood and twine-like material rests in front of the doors. To the left stands a rough pillar about three feet tall supporting a dark brown bowl. The bowl is empty and has patterns all around it. Inside, the floor is smooth and is different shades of brown as color.

A guest has the choice of stepping out onto the terrace to enjoy the breathtaking view or to stay inside since the walls and doors are mostly made up of glass. No matter where you are in the picture you can still see the ocean. Nothing obstructs your view except for some pieces of furniture and the wall and door supports. There is no sun, only clouds and water. Since the house itself is far from the highway or city, it is very peaceful and only the sound of water slapping the rocks below can be heard.

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