Saturday, December 11, 2010

What time is it? Time to Panic.


Yeah you see that face up there? Underneath that face of happiness is a face of panic, of worry, of sorrow. The St. Rose presentation is tomorrow! Of course I wouldn't be this worried if I hadn't been reminded of the couple hundred students that were to be watching me tomorrow. ARGH! I've got butterflies D: I currently have 17 slides and my script still needs much to be edited. Ginelle, Monica, Shilah, Julie and Jessica came today. We all actually worked today. Everyone was done except for me. So i'm embarrassed. I haven't pulled my weight yet. I will complete by tonight though! I really am tired. IB STRESS. I'm looking forward to this but am scared at the same time. I have many saddening slides to present and have done a practice in front of my peers. They said it's still kinda sketchy, hopefully I finish in time. Wish me luck~


More things I've learned from the slides my fellow peers had completed!



A picture is worth a thousand words. With these photos. I think I could express a million words of what i feel. If i were in this situation-- i jus-- I don't even know what i'd do. Sometimes people need ocular proof. Just seeing this is so sad. I mean-- young children who barely know anything and even elder's are on the streets, i wonder if the photographers even do shit to help. The girl at the top whose begging for money. I guess other people also need to see things in person to believe. Because i used to just be like, oh, people are poor, so what? I've actually seen something like this in person. It;s just heartbreaking. I even remember the experience. It was my first trip to vietnam and I was eating outside with my family. My vietnam relatives. We were sitting outside because vietnam restaurants are stalls outside and these kids younger than me (I was about 7) were selling sweets and lottery tickets to people outside. Just anyone. I saw them get shunned by so much people and they were even pushed around. I asked my mom who and why they were doing this and she said 'This is what happens when you don't get an education. You have to do this on the streets."  I made my mom buy that kid out and she gladly did. But then we were swarmed by alot of kids who were also selling gum. 


Most of these kids were crippled and so I asked my mom why didn't they look normal and she told me that people cripple children so that they have to work for them forever. So sad </3 I guess I only remembered this story because it was the first time I ever knew about unfortunate people and I was really affected by this story. But did I do anything to help? No. Not til now. I've never got this chance til now so I'll make sure to work to the best of my ability and I will work beyond this as well if I get the chance because honestly, without this project I think the most I would've done was donate. I never thought I could make a change. Mr. Alger talked to us about tank man today, about how one man can change the world and how one man stopped 4 tanks for a few minutes. He stood in front of 4 tanks. He stopped tanks that were loaded and all ready to attack. He represent China's people and he is proof that one man can change the world. I think this guy was foolish but brave, this was very significant though. Too bad we know nothing about this guy. Where he came from, who he was, everything about him. This guy inspires me to work hard even though he just stood in front of tanks after getting some groceries. I hope i'm as courageous as he is. And as passionate about things I care about as he is.

A picture is worth a thousand words. With these photos. I think I could express a million words of what i feel. If i were in this situation-- i jus-- I don't even know what i'd do. Sometimes people need ocular proof. Just seeing this is so sad. I mean-- young children who barely know anything and even elder's are on the streets, i wonder if the photographers even do shit to help. The girl at the top whose begging for money. I guess other people also need to see things in person to believe. Because i used to just be like, oh, people are poor, so what? I've actually seen something like this in person. It;s just heartbreaking. I even remember the experience. It was my first trip to vietnam and I was eating outside with my family. My vietnam relatives. We were sitting outside because vietnam restaurants are stalls outside and these kids younger than me (I was about 7) were selling sweets and lottery tickets to people outside. Just anyone. I saw them get shunned by so much people and they were even pushed around. I asked my mom who and why they were doing this and she said 'This is what happens when you don't get an education. You have to do this on the streets."  I made my mom buy that kid out and she gladly did. But then we were swarmed by alot of kids who were also selling gum. 

Most of these kids were crippled and so I asked my mom why didn't they look normal and she told me that people cripple children so that they have to work for them forever. So sad </3 I guess I only remembered this story because it was the first time I ever knew about unfortunate people and I was really affected by this story. But did I do anything to help? No. Not til now. I've never got this chance til now so I'll make sure to work to the best of my ability and I will work beyond this as well if I get the chance because honestly, without this project I think the most I would've done was donate. I never thought I could make a change. Mr. Alger talked to us about tank man today, about how one man can change the world and how one man stopped 4 tanks for a few minutes. He stood in front of 4 tanks. He stopped tanks that were loaded and all ready to attack. He represent China's people and he is proof that one man can change the world. I think this guy was foolish but brave, this was very significant though. Too bad we know nothing about this guy. Where he came from, who he was, everything about him. This guy inspires me to work hard even though he just stood in front of tanks after getting some groceries. I hope i'm as courageous as he is. And as passionate about things I care about as he is.

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