“Your hair is ugly;” “You look like Medusa;” and “Why is your hair like that?” became my normal. I felt as if the things they were saying were accurate. My hair became the punchline.
You will graduate from college. You will find a balance between being young and a parent to your siblings. I love you. You are truly resilient, boo. Never let someone else make you feel as if you do not belong. Always remember where you come from and the power of giving back.
I didn’t blow out birthday candles my 17th year on planet Earth hoping for a gap year. It snuck up on me.
Across from the train station, I started to get nauseous from a horrific smell emanating from a nearby cafe, which I later found out was second-hand smoke from marijuana.
My school informed me I wasn’t going to deliver the speech I wrote. Instead, I was handed a salutatorian speech they wrote. I had to speak about birches and oak trees in an analogy about how to stay strong and bend when appropriate.
I recently helped an emperor dress in imperial robes and bowed to him on the throne. Surprisingly, this took place in a college classroom.
I’ve always been a fan of how Casey Neistat styles his older videos, similar to Wes Anderson’s aesthetically clean introductions. So, I decided to challenge myself by attempting to replicate the style on my shadow day article. With over forty props, I managed to record the footage in the first take. So without further ado, enjoy the video article, “Mentors.”
Cultural appropriation is when one culture takes pieces of another culture and often misrepresents it. For example, those who wear chopsticks in their hair to represent Chinese women for fashion are appropriating and influencing a stereotype.The counter argument that arose was that the theme choice was more of cultural appreciation. The difference is that if you’re appreciating it, you’re representing the culture correctly and using it for honest purposes, not just to look good.
As soon as the lights turned down after intermission, my life truly began. Normally, screaming bothers me, but not that night. The screams made me feel alive and made me scream, too.