Bryanna's Thoughts

QQC #3

2009-05-15T08:44:00.000-07:00

We all remember having to take those long, dull history classes- what is the point? Where will this knowledge ever truly affect our lives? I present to you here a concrete reason: we cannot prevent that which we do not know. Oft said is the phrase "history repeats itself," but is this true?

In Three Cups of Tea, the bombing of the World Trade Center sparked a terrible influx of hate-mail to Greg Mortenson because, in the majority of the public's eyes, he was aiding terrorism. "The terrorists were Muslim, so all Muslims are terrorists," their flawed logic concluded.

An elderly woman mailed Mortenson with a very different opinion. "I'm old enough to remember this nonsense from World War II," she wrote, referring to the downright racist hatred many Americans felt for the Middle East, "when we turned on all the Japanese..." Through a parallel she drew between World War II and the War on Terror, it is made apparent that history does indeed repeat itself, and that if people do not take the time to learn it, to realize the cause and effect of this long chain of dominoes calle Life, then we will suffer the repercussions.

My humanities teacher told me that she was on the bus and heard the ignorant solution of someone who was either clueless or truly racist. One man to his friend suggested that any and every Muslim be put into concentration camps as a solution to terrorism. As a student fresh out of a World War I and II unit, my immediate reaction was "Wouldn't that be just as bad as what Hitler did to the Jews?"

Her solemn response was "Exactly."

QQC #2

2009-05-06T09:26:00.000-07:00

As I continued reading Three Cups of Tea, a book that, for the most part, highlights how the religion of Islam is not an evil thing as most Americans believe, I found it odd that, on page 110, there was a quote that clearly delineated one of the major differences between our cultures. Mortenson is being described a religious pardon that allows a married man to be temporarily "married" to a different woman, and thus be sanctioned by Allah to do certain things that are usually reserved for spouses only. "Mortenson asked if Balti women... could also be granted muthaa.
"No, of course not," Changazi said, waggling his head at the naivete of Mortenson's question..." At first I wondered why this was in the book at all- was it not rather counter-productive to the positive image the author had worked so hard to portray of the Muslim world? As I thought it through, I realized that it was honest. Because this small snippet was included, the book became that much more credible in my eyes. Instead of preaching all of what we Americans know as false and biased, it showed a grain of truth in the disparity between men and women in Muslim culture.

QQC: Chapters 1-3

2009-05-05T09:32:00.000-07:00

Quote: "When it is dark enough, you can see the stars."

Question: How does this apply to the story?

Comment:
In all of this section of the book, the portions that really stand out to me are the quotes used to introduce each chapter. The very first one invoked vivid imagery in my mind, brought back memories of truly seeing the stars for the first time. "When it is dark enough, you can see the stars." I was walking to the bathroom late one night on a camping trip, picking my way carefully across a prickly field of rocks and weeds, for I had foolishly forgotten to slip on a pair of shoes. Cursing myself under my breath, I shook my hair out of my face. As I looked upwards, I was struck dumb by the sight before me: the sky was so swollen with stars that it was not the deep, velvety black that I was accustomed to, but blue. There were so many stars that it was almost an artificial twilight, sans sun. To this day, it remains one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.

The quote also applies to the storyline of the book- a destitute village, conceivably in its darkest hour, finds hope in the form of a scruffy mountaineer on his last legs. Even when things seem terrible, good can happen.

CHARACTER: Dr. Polo

2008-05-06T17:59:00.000-07:00

We're doing a video project in school, and we had to use an organization-chart to develop our main character...

CHARATER: Dr. Polo

AGE: middle of successful career as psychologist

MAIN TRAIT: eager, NERD

HUMANIZING TRAIT: Naive, passionate

PROFESSION: psychologist

ADDRESS: messy middle-class home (papers strewn about EVERYWHERE), has an old '62 convertible beatle

VALUES: work, bettering mankind

FOIL: his colleague/supervisor

OBSESSION: bettering the world (picks up litter, donates to charities, gives bums money)

GOAL: to perfect his brainwashing technique to make criminals good

IDOL: Albert Einstein

EPITAPH: "for the greater good" changes to "Preserving mankind"

INTERNAL CONFLICTS: wants to leave an achievement behind to be remembered by; is afraid of fading into the history books, but is shy & hasn't managed it yet

INTERPERSONAL CONFLICTS: is jealous of his fellow proffessor, who has the fame and fortune he desires, but Dr. Polo is shy and lets the outgoing man walk all over him

SOCIETAL & ENVIRONMENTAL CONFLICTS: lets his colleague take advantage of him, doesn't actually like him, but doesn't want to say anything because he's insecure of himself

BEST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN (but is actually bad): perfects his method and becomes famous (but brings about a dystopia)

WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN (but is actually good): destroys his work (and saves the world!)

WHY IS HE LIKEABLE: has a strong moral code he adheres to, he's a bumbling, naive, clueless genius and he saves the world :)

Blade Runner Review

2008-05-05T17:21:00.000-07:00

For Humanities, Kay had us watch a movie about a utopian society and focus on the question:
What went wrong with this idea of perfection?

In the movie Blade Runner, which is set in 2019, Earth is in the grips of a nuclear winter. The premise is that man figured how to create androids that looked exactly like people and were as intelligent as people, but stronger. They also had a limited lifespan of four years. Replicants were used as slaves, especially on colony worlds.
What went wrong is that the robots- replicants, as they're called- went rouge and killed lots of people, proving that artificial intelligence can be more than just a little scary. A nuance of the movie that I noticed is that they had an experimental replicant who was created with a flase set of memories of life- a childhood and whatnot. She was human- the only thing setting her apart from other women being her inevitable short lifespan.

Interesting. According to the movie, what makes us 'human' is what we experience, how he are brought up.

world hunger: a problem.

2008-04-14T21:00:00.000-07:00

PERSPECTIVE WRITING:

IF I WERE SUFFERING FROM STARVATION...

I wake up.
Wait- lemme rephrase that:

The sun rose.
I had been laying awake for a while, belly burning as I feigned sleep, knowing breakfast wouldn't come for a while.
Come ever.

'Cuz we have a problem, here in Haiti. In the world.
They call it...
"World Hunger."
Oh, sure- there's always someone in the world who's hungry, always someone who could do with a little less, but over the past year, it seems to have escalated. People are dying- my people are dying. With scarcity, prices rise, and now we are starving, cut off from the outside world by a paranoid government and cut off from food by a lack in our pocketbooks.

So we assess our options:
Sit idle and watch our lives decay, wither, die.

Or

Attempt to overthrow our useless government, try and get the one thing everyone in this world shares a need of- food.

In the meantime...
We cinch our belts a notch tighter
Ignore the churn in our gut
And pray for release from this living hell.

The Life and Times of a Hunter/Gatherer...

2008-03-13T17:34:00.000-07:00

...I have the biggest urge to be really sarcastic and make cave-paintings to express this assignment (a journal entry of a day in the life of a hunter/gatherer...), for I've never like these fake-journal things... but ANYWAY...

~Day 12 of the Seventh Moon Cycle~

The great move has started. As the prey move and flee the cold, so do we of the Tribe.

We pack up our few worldly posessions and follow in their tracks along ancient paths.
So is the order of things, so has it always been, so it shall always be.

On a more personal note, the shaman has finally accepted me as a pupil. My parents are quite proud of me- as their only child, and eldest daughter, there was not much hope in me amounting to anything of great worth... Although I have finally proved them wrong.
As the new apprentice, many things were taught to me today as we trekked along, such as which herb does what, and where to find them... I hope I can remember them all! the shaman is not one to be dealing with the rambling mind of a young girl. I can only hope that I don't dissapoint too badly...

you won't break me, you won't take me...

2008-03-09T18:29:00.000-07:00

"You won't break me

You won't make me

You won't take me

Under blood red skies

You won't break me

You won't take me

Ill fight you under blood red skies..."

Judas Priest, album Ram it Down, song Blood Red Skies

LOL slooooooow-moooo soooolooooo...

*ahem* ENNYWAIZ...

I bought (well, Daddy bought for me :) ) an awesome magazine aaaaall about the late Randy Rhodes (RIP Randy :( ). I thought my idol and fav player was Yngwie Malmsteen, but... Rhandy is just... wow. Not faster, but... better. *shrugs* So I have this awesome issue of Guitar Legends. And it's great. It makes me happy. It's got tabs and interviews, so I know more about him and I can be all inspired...

I dunno. It's cool to get to see a little piece of your heroe's life and be all, "...Wow. I can do this, I can make it, too." Sure, I gotta work at it, but everyone has their dreams. I want to write music, I want to have people go, "Oh, yeah, I have that album by her! She's awesome!" Or at least "She's good."

One of the worst things someone ever did to me was laugh at me when I said I wanted to be a musician- a rock star, I always say, to give people the 'short answer.' (It's hard to explain what I trully strive for, and it takes too long)

I looked her in the eye and told her that she has no right to squash my dreams, that they're mine and mine alone, and she can't change that. Don't let anyone take your dreams, 'cuz when you think about it, they're all you've got. They're all you'll ever have. You can be stripped of your posessions, they can think you're a fool, you can maybe never manage to fulfill them, but as long as you hold on, they can never break your soul, 'cuz you'll have hope.

So while some people dream of going to heaven, I dream of making music, sweet, sweet music, that is all my own.

"They say that no one is irreplaceable. That's bullsh-t. Randy Rhodes is irriplaceable."-Tommy Aldridge

FINAL SHOWDOOOOOWN...

2008-02-25T15:55:00.000-08:00

Kay Framed
The Elusive Vanishing Point
Behind Bars
Blossom Tree
Broccoli Tree

These are my top 5... :)

PICTURES O.o

2008-02-22T13:46:00.000-08:00

These are just some of the pics I've taken over the course of our photography project (all of my good ones are at home... D:). The only ones I really like are the Broccoli Tree, My Bookcase, and Elizabeth.

The Broccoli Tree
My Bookcase
Emo
Emo #2
Elizabeth

good vs bad... the secret of photography

2008-02-19T17:54:00.000-08:00

GOOD VERSUS EVIL...We find it in Star Wars, in The Lord of the Rings, in Inkheart, in fary tales, in myths and legends. In most of these great stories, the line between the two is thick and black, as if drawn by a Sharpie.
Unfortunately, this line isn't quite so defined in photography. What makes a photo good? This whole post is an attempt to try and compare two photos that I've taken (a few minutes ago, actually!) and see what makes a bad photo, or a good one.
Before I begin, let me make it very clear that I am by no means a professional photographer, nor have I had any training! Be easy on me!

GOOD:

It's got an interesting perspective, it's subject is interesting. It's lightsource isn't overbearing. One doesn't look at this image and think it's terrible. In short, this is a pretty decent photo.

BAD:

THIS SHOT IS TERRIBLE!!!

The subject it's supposed to represent (a broccoli bit) isn't in focus, yet my legs in the background are. Because you can't even see what the "main part" of the image is, the entire purpose is killed, leaving this as wasted memory card space.

all these subliminal messages being crammed into my head without even knowing it...

2008-01-29T20:17:00.000-08:00

{[BY THE WAY... I actually do like Mulan... I am just dissecting it cruelly and callously to prove my point.]}

We watched bits and pieces of Mulan today in class today, to try and analyze how media affects the way we see the world (media, by the way, is a way of communicating to a wide audience. Think magazine ads, billboards, pictures, movies, books, poetry... the possibilities are endless!). Before I begin, let us stop and think about what Mulan is: a Disney film- created in America. A form of media.
Throughout the movie, different aspects of- not the Chinese culture, per say, but what Disney WANTS us to think of the Chinese culture- are portrayed, such as honor, masculine dominance, the beautiful and obedient child-bearing (movie says "bear sons," actually) slaves the men want their women to be, their strict obedience to superiors, their fear of invasion. We unknowingly take this little slice of "China" and believe it to be true. For every bit of China put into it, there is something else left out- footbinding, for instance. It was a sign of highest wealth to deform your daughter's feet to be "small and dainty like the lotus blossom" so that she was unable to walk, to work. Disney never mentions any of that, and I was very unpleasantly surprised to learn the more gruesome details of the culture in later years, when I had watched Mulan as a young, impressionable child.
Yet we never wonder why things are called "the Disney version." Did you know that the evil queen in Snow White sent out a huntsman to cut out Snow White's heart? Feeling pity for the child, he instead returned with the heart of a boar (which the Queen ate, thinking it belonged to Snow White). As a reader of Grimm's Complete Fairy Tales, I find little inconsistencies throughout the little girl's world of princesses and fables. Heh- media fooled them with edited tales of princesses, added color, and sound, thus fooling all but those who tackle the daunting, thick volume of the true ones on later years.

Have I convinced you of the power of media? Take a look at an average diamond commercial- boy likes hot chick, boy buys hot chick shiny rock, hot chick tackles boy and smothers with kisses.
Subliminal message: if I buy her these diamond-things, I get sex.
Even the whole diamond industry is manipulated- a company called Zales fooled people into making these things of higher value than they otherwise would be (diamonds are very common stones, dear). And, after all, Diamonds_Are_a_Girl's_Best_Friend, no? Music is media, too.

Wow.
All these subliminal messages being crammed into my head without even knowing it...

confusion is synonimous to growing up

2008-01-14T14:19:00.001-08:00

So...

If breaking the rules and throwing a fit over your punishment is considered childish...
Is maturity realizing you deserve your punishment and feeling guilty for breaking the rules in the first place?

Does this mean I'm finally growing up?

Are these just growing pains?

And (if they are)...

when
will
they
stop?

How CAN I help...

2007-12-11T21:51:00.000-08:00

...How can I help the US/Mexico border?

My skills are in writing (be it poetry or prose or even my essay papers), music ('cello and guitar and a little singing), art, giving speeches with passion... But as a teenager I ame sorely limited in how I can use these skills to better the world. I've noticed that only the wisest of adults take us seriously *waves @ Kay* and even then, sometimes we are doubted and thus ignored simply because of our youth.

Why can we not too use our powers for good?
I say that we can raise awareness- it's the best way for all of our talents to be put to good use.

We could raise awareness in many ways, my favorite being in artwork. There's so much that can be said with some daubs of paint and an open mind. Even if we only add a little insight to the viewer, "one raindrop raises the sea," if you catch my drift...

leaving you with something to think about,
-music-fanatic

Stereotype & Various Aliases...

2007-12-04T13:04:00.000-08:00

Stereotypes.

(AKA ignorance.)

(AKA racism.)

(AKA teasing.)

Stereotyping is simply not bothering to actually delve into a person's psyche and categorizing them off of their appearance, race, or things not under their control. It can also be hastily categorizing someone before you've gathered enough info to truly know who they are inside. A soul isn't visible, you know.

"Oh, it's just because he's Mexican."
"Stupid white trash."
"Girls can't do it."
"You metal-head."

Stereotypes can screw a person up. If enough people tell you that you are a certain thing, it can beat you down inside until even you believe it, much in the same way someone telling you a good thing can make you believe it.
Stereotypes are just a fancy way to say racist, or sexist.
Stereotypes hurt. Sure, in good company, it can be taken as a joke, but the fine line between joking and hurting isn't visible- you don't know you've crossed until you've caused harm.

It sucks.
It really, really sucks.

And now my rant is done.

~*~*~*~

I, by the way, hope you read this, -person-. You may learn a thing or two about how much you hurt people, might learn what you do wrong. Heck, even if you don't read this, I'll feel better after what you've done to me...

Borders

2007-11-25T08:02:00.000-08:00

Why does the world have borders?

Is it like the lions in their grassy savanah, where territory is regularly marked and a breach of those lines by another of the same species is a direct challenge?

Is it linked to the reasons we lock our doors at night, a need to reassure ourselves that all we have worked to own, worked to build, worked to be is safe from prying hands?

Or maybe it's the resounding effects of the feudal system, where the common populace fled to their lord's keep in case of attack. Maybe the separation from fief to fief became so much more; maybe someone drew the distinction between each fief on a map and they got changed into borders.

Is it a result of man's want of control? Maybe one person wanted to run his little world a certian way, and a different person disagreed. If the first man just went off into his own country and did as he pleased, the other person should leave him alone, right?

Even in my own life, I get angered if people encroach upon my room- think of it as my country, as my little brother and sister pretend it is when we play Legos. If the ruler of LegoLand (Steven, lol, we actually DO call it that...) breaches my border (my room) without my explicit permission, I usually drag him out or scare him away (I can be very scary, you know...). It's MY place, my private space to be alone, to think, to dream.

Seems that borders are the best way for an untrusting society to find some semblance of comfort, a sense of a (maybe?) false security. Or maybe just to find some peace and quiet from the rest of the world.
I leave the judgement up to you- as far as I can see, borders work pretty darn well at the moment...

This... feeling...

2007-11-15T21:07:00.000-08:00

I have this... feeling... that I was supposed to post something here for Kay...

OH YEEEEAAAAH- I remember now! *I was smart and e-mailed it to myself*

ON WEDNESDAY...
I was one of the few people to do my homework over the three-day weekend. Because I did it, I got to continue on with the (I think 8) other people who did it, too. We had to create and research a negative argument for our affirmative case. In class, Eden (my partner) and we basically did the entire thing except for evidence of the crazy long lines trying to get into the USA. Our paper...

~~~~~
1) Make the lines at the border even longer
Evidence:

2) Increase the number of people who attempt to cross illegally, therefore increases the number of people who end up dying in harsh conditions
Evidence: “More illegal immigrants die trying to reach US as extra patrols". Independent on Sunday, The. Sep 23, 2007. FindArticles.com. 14 Nov. 2007. http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_qn4159/is_20070923/ai_n20521592
“The border: hundreds of immigrants die each year trying to make it into the United States from Mexico - Special Report". Current Events. Oct 24, 1997. FindArticles.com. 14 Nov. 2007. http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0EPF/is_n7_v97/ai_20035245
Luis Alberto Urrea, Across the Wire, “Prologue,” 1993
The horrors of crossing the border end in death for all but the lucky few. In the preface to Across the Wire, Urrea tells us the terrifyingly truthful tale of people who try to cross the border. People die every day out there, be it “accidents” or gang violence or the environment.

3) Insignificant- let Mexico deal with their own problems; we’ve got enough on our plate already
Evidence: < http://www.urban.org/publications/900565.html> article was written by Rudolph G. Penner, BCA's Washington Editor, and Senior Fellow at the Urban Institute, Washington D.C.
This article was published in the Bank Credit Analyst, November 2002, BCA Publications Ltd., Montreal, PQ, Canada.
With the future so uncertain, it is unsound to initiate negotiations with other countries. Let us fix the issues within our own country before we end up biting off more than you can chew.

4) The affirmative team shows a lack of evidence
Evidence: (hahaha… yeeeaaah… uhm… this is a subliminal message to FINISH THE PAAAAAPEEEEER, BRYANNA...)

5) Workability: how can we actually carry this plan out?
Evidence: How exactly will this system work? If people can get away with illegal immigration, how is this system going to catch tax-evaders?
<http://links.jstor.org/sici?sici=0070-3370%28197908%2916%3A3%3C417%3AWITANF%3E2.0.CO%3B2-Y&size=LARGE&origin=JSTOR-enlargePage> Illegal Immigration Proof: by David M. Heer{Demography, Vol. 16, No. 3 (Aug., 1979), pp. 417-423} (from Population Research Laboratory, University of Southern California) His abstract tells us how lots of people cross illegally.
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Aargh. Still gotta find something for #1. Might do it in the morning, I feel like a I deserve a good shower after a double dose of flag football today...

I hate trying to research concepts and not straight information on the web all the while not being allowed to use Wikipedia, Kay. This whole project has been an "Aargh" for me, resulting in slamming my head on the table, procrastinating, or having my friend magically find the webpage I need while I take a bathroom break...
Grar.
But I won't give up, 'cuz (and this is my adaptation of something I heard once)...

There was once a king who had been torn up inside terribly by lies, by deciet. Unable to see an end to his torment, he called to his most trusted wiseman, the one who had raised him, the one who had stood by him through the kingdom's upheaval, the one who had been there the day the king had cast his own brother into exile for high treason. Raising his tearstained visage to the sage, the king commanded him, "Tell me something that will forever ring true."

The old man pondered the concept for a while, and asked for some time to think, which he was granted.

The wiseman, desperate to see his lord smile again, called forth a great council of every philosopher, every scholar, every historian in the kingdom to answer the desperate query. Chaos ensued the minute the meeting began, and the wiseman, having developed a headache, stepped outside for a moment's quiet.

He slumped against a wall, frustrated with his lack of solution. An ancient woman shuffled by, and, noticing his distress, asked what was amiss. "What's wrong, m'dearie?" The wiseman told the old maid his woes, and she chuckled, patting him on the arm. "Have no fear..."

"...In time, this too will pass," the proud wiseman declared to his king.

He was rewarded with the first smile the king had adorned in a great, long while. "Too true, too true..."

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH I'm gonna present this tomorrow...

CRAP!!! so totally remembered... ehehe...

2007-11-05T07:36:00.000-08:00

ACK! I TOTALLY SPACED ON THIS UNTIL LIKE... RIGHT NOW!
-calms down-
Sorry, Kay. Anyway...

New question: How do Mexico and the United States negatively affect each other? In my head, a whole host of negative effects spring from the fact that TJ is sort of a slum. Lots of poor people congregate on the border, trying to sneak in to America. A lot of crime is caused by it- remember the reading we had last week? It describes TJ as this terrible place- full of disease, of violence, of theft.
But I think that TJ is a slum just because it is next to the border (meaning the US hurts Mexico, too). The sorts of people who would be doing the things that make TJ bad just want in to the US- if we bordered, say, Africa, I believe some of the same things would be happening. It is caused by people wanting the good things we have here.
Lots of the crossers come over to use some of our amenities, such as the education, or the health care system. As in Breaking Through, some come over to actually get jobs. This can cause issues- the systems are paid for and ready to accomidate the tax payers, but if one doesn't live in the US and one takes advantage of these systems... problems arise.

A Change in Policy

2007-11-01T10:10:00.000-07:00

http://www.usconstitution.net/consttop_lang.html
SO!
In Humanities, we are going to be debating on a policy that the USA currently has with Mexico that should be changed or a new policy that should be introduced.

I am of the persuasion that English should become the official language of the United States. Our homework was to post a link to a site that we can use to research further, and to be prepared to give a 1-2 minute speech about what the policy is currently.

I chose this site because it gives an objective viewpoint overall while presenting the different views on the subject. The site also links out to other sites that help explain the issue.

why do people immigrate?

2007-10-30T19:13:00.000-07:00

Honestly, why?

I've been told it was for many reasons, be it fleeing famine (such as the Irish during their potato blight) or trying to "live the American dream." It could be like the case of Maya and Alejandro from the popular TV series Heroes- they need to seek medical attention.

It’s hard to look at this as an American, living in America, heck, never having been outside of the country except through my television set (thanks for another whopper of a question, Kay!). From what I hear, from what I see, from what I read, from what I know of the world, it’s pretty great over here.
Really great.
So great, people would be willing to give up their past lives, be willing to uproot from their birthplace, from the land of their fathers and their father’s fathers just to have a chance at all of this wonder, this opportunity, this freely-given potential.

It may be out on a tangent, but in most other countries, education is not provided for by the government. I wish I could say it breaks my heart to see some, if any, of my classmates not realize the chance they’ve been given and to take this “boring school thing” for granted, but all it does is irritate me.
The man who taught me how to play ‘cello used to get upset and lecture people who bummed about like that; called it the “American Brat Syndrome.” Boy, could he go at it, too- the worst part of it was the utter truth to it. How we’re lucky to be in America, and how the kids he once taught in Nepal (I believe he was in the Conservation Corps) had barely anything, how they ate up the chance to learn like it was ambrosia. All of it would have started, of course, when someone didn’t practice when they should have, or no one was bothering to take the instruments home…

A Little Difficult, Actually...

2007-10-20T18:49:00.000-07:00

There's a giant fence in southern California, which makes up the US/Mexico border. Seriously. That thick black line on the maps isn't lying to you, my friends. The fence divides TJ (which I can see from my backyard) and California. I've never been to TJ- ever. Not even for a short jaunt. This makes it a bit difficult for me to do my humanities homework, "Why are things different when you cross the U.S.-Mexico border?"

I would think the first difference would be the language. The official language of the USA is English, while people in Mexico speak Spanish. Mexico was once a Spanish colony, while the US started out as an English colony, so the colonists each brought their own country's language with them.

Money would be different to, I suppose. The American government and the Mexican government are two separate entities; therefore they have different standards for currency than one another.

Culture can act as a wall, too. The culture of the US is different than that of Mexico, meaning that (overall) we eat different food, wear different clothes, tell different folktales, create different art, sing different songs. Culture is a huge makeup of any individual, and trying to understand someone else’s can cause a huge divide, be it from being incapable of seeing eye to eye or not believing it worth while to.

Dunno. I have heard of all sorts of differences from people in class who have been across the border, but I haven't, making this a little difficult, actually...

Tadaa!

2007-10-17T10:26:00.000-07:00

Well...
I made a blog.
I'll add more later...