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     I answered the phone, annoyed at the disturbance, I was just about to shower. “Amy are you there? She’s not with us anymore....she’s left us....she died.” My dad tried these new words on his tongue, not knowing what to say, not used to the words. I was frozen, I had no idea what to say. I wasn’t particularly close to my dad’s mom, but I knew he loved her. I stood in silence as he continued telling me the rest of my family had to be there by tomorrow for the funeral. I had to book a hotel and then he said, “I haven’t told anyone Amy, you’re the kid that’s going to tell everyone.” 

  I had been going about my day regularly and now I was supposed to deliver the news of my grandma’s death to my brother and sister and my mom. I went downstairs to Aisha, my little sister, who was playing on the computer, and told her the news. I started crying. I felt bad because I wasn’t crying for my grandma, I was crying for my dad’s loss. Next, I called my mom and asked when she  was coming home; my dad said to tell her when she got home. She could hear I was upset from my voice and when I told her the news she spoke two words, “Oh shit,” and hung up. My brother wasn’t answering his phone.

  Eventually, we got to Pennsylvania by 11pm. We sat there with my dad, watching him cry for the first time. 

Point: Even though we weren’t close to my grandmother, we all came together and were there for my dad.

Graduating

     High school physics was a nightmare. I dreaded going to class because I couldn’t grasp the concepts of pulleys and forces and anvils. Everyday was a struggle for me while my friends whizzed through the class. It didn’t make matters any better when I started doing poorly in calculus, which in turn started to affect my scientific equations. Mr. Eisenstein was caught up in creating his own powerpoint textbook which consisted of sheets of paper, no definitions or example problems. He lectured the whole class. At home, we had nothing to study from but one in class example per chapter.

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     This first semester at UMBC has been such a new experience to me. Psychology 100 has opened my eyes to the college academic life. We are left to be independent and it is our choice on whether to come to class or not. Attendance isn’t taken and there is no way you can pass the class without reading the textbook and completing endless hours of online labs. Everything is about personal effort and participation in class. We are encouraged to engage in conversation and are hardly babied. I love being independent and having the resources to reach my personal goals. 

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Draft Paper 1

     The five of us were sitting in front of the television watching a movie. The man on the screen was clumsily walking around an making a fool of himself and talking about how he loved some girl. I was only 10 years old, amazed at the romantic way this man was confessing his love. My little sister sat on the floor playing with barbies while my mom got up to wash some dishes. My grandmother and my brother were also there, enjoying the movie quietly; but suddenly, the screen froze. My grandma sat up and my brother kept asking, “What’s wrong, what’s wrong?”

     My grandmother had a stroke that night. She had recently undergone open heart surgery which influenced the onset of the stroke. That night is almost a blur to me. All I remember is sitting there wondering what would happen next, but to this day, that screen remains frozen in my head. I have never finished the movie, but I did learn something important that night. 

     My mom told me, “Your grandmother has always been very strong, she’ll get through this.” The doctors had told us otherwise; my grandmother was supposed to have died that night but she is still with us today. She was never supposed to be able to walk, but she learned how to within a matter of weeks from the date of the stroke. 

     I believe that if you can find the strength in yourself to move on from an obstacle, you can succeed, no matter what the obstacle may be.

Generation Tech Savvy

     Look around, have you met anyone without a cell phone or internet these days? This generation has seen the evolution of the computer and perhaps even the evolution of human thumbs! From texting on cell phones to websites where you can calculate your WPM, everyone has the latest devices and are always in the know. 

     And “savvy” means exactly that - to know or understand. What better way to define my generation? We all have these computers and iPhones that give us information in an instant. Therefore, we are not simply savvy with new technology, we are savvy because of technology.

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Welcome to Maryland!

  Leaning against the truck of our van, suitcases out and serving as chairs for my brother and my dad, we sat in the parking lot of The Duchess eating sandwiches and drinking milkshakes. This small sandwich shop has been in Ellicott City, Maryland for about 36 years and is known for it’s ice cream and milkshakes. It is very special to me because it was my welcome into Maryland when I moved here at the age of 10. The Duchess has a history behind it, originally being run by Mike and Maggie Kovas, who cater to all kinds of people ranging from firefighters from across the street to soccer moms and their kids. Everyone knows about The Duchess where I live; it ties us together as a community.

   

     Sadly, in 2005 Mike had passed away and The Duchess was due to close. It had been the coolest place for us middle-schoolers to hang out and the only place our parents would let us go alone. Because of the news, all the kids in my neighborhood were distraught. We couldn’t let The Duchess shutdown, so we started a petition that was passed around during school lunch. I don’t know if our petition was effective, but we were all extremely happy to find out that The Duchess would still be around. Mrs. Kovas was going to renovate the store and keep it open. Today, The Duchess is still standing and I hope it continues to live on for generations to come.

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Blog 5 Draft

     The Duchess has been around longer then I have lived in Ellicott City, Maryland and was the first place I visited when I moved here. All they serve there is ice cream, milkshakes and sandwiches. The Duchess represents a unique piece of American culture in a simple way that reminds us of how simple things can sometimes be the best. The Duchess recently experienced a great loss when the owner died, but reopened with a new floor and other small renovations. When our neighborhood heard of The Duchess possibly going out of business, all of the children around my age were saddened to hear this. We wanted to make sure the store stayed there so on hot summer days we would still have a place to go and get a real milkshake. The Duchess is important to the people who live near it. There isn’t a place I have been to quite like it which makes it so special. 

A New Plant Has Emerged in America

     At the age of 10, I started to notice these cool new stands at the beach with signs reading, "Henna Tattoos." I was shocked that mehndi, the Pakistani-cultural term for henna I knew, was now emerging as a part of American culture. Nowadays, henna is being used by different people in different ways as an artistic design to add to an individual's personality or style.

     Originally popular in the Middle East, Northern Africa and Asia, Henna has been used for centuries in various religious and ethnic groups. It can adorn a bride on her wedding day, serve as dye for hair, or provide a reason to gather with friends and have fun. However, in America, henna is still relatively new and not widely used. It is starting to become part of the American culture in it’s own ways.

     While henna hasn’t been assigned to any specific sub-culture in America, it has been noted to attract the more bold personalities of the younger generation. Many are saying that the characteristics of henna are the factors that attract mainly two groups of people: the rebel "wanna-be” crowd or the artistic types. 

     Because henna is semi-permanent and only lasts a few weeks, people who desire tattoos but do not wish to commit to something so permanent have begun using henna. Young adults and teens are using henna tattoos to rebel in a less extreme way - a "henna tramp stamp" which could read "sexy" located on the lower back, or a "henna classy tattoo" which could be a vine of leaves wrapped the ankle. Parents of these younger adults might not like the idea, but won’t be able to say anything because it isn’t permanent.

     The artsy types like henna for its versatility. They often notice the cultural roots of henna application and either adorn themselves with traditional patterns or create intricate designs of their own to experiment with. The fact that they can apply new tattoos over and over again attracts their creative personality. As a result, henna is slowly finding it’s way into American culture.

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