Something That I Will Never Understand (FC) (SSR) (PB)

I know a lot of angry people. While I am irritable sometimes, it’s difficult to get me angry, or furious. Anger seems like such an odd emotion… if it can be considered an emotion. Looking at various people that are in my life that I love and care for, there are so many of them who become a different person when they’re angry; they forget who they are and their integrity is left in the dust. They’re filled with a hot rage that transforms them into an unrecognizable vicious monster who says and does things that don’t accurately represent who they are as a person. Their anger is visible, and physically apparent. It is and always will be impossible to understand why this happens when I am not a victim.

In the midst of a conversation with my dad yesterday, we talked about anger. I was upset about someone’s angry actions against me, so I was seeking answers as to how someone could be so vicious and hurtful with their words. He explained it simply, like it was something so obvious that everyone is aware of. To him, anger takes over him like a literal physical feeling. There’s nothing he can do to stop it, like an asthma attack. This was hard for me to digest, because when I get angry, I cry. I HATE that I cry… but I do. Sometimes I can be spiteful and rebuttal hurtful and sassy words, but most of the time, I simply cry, and can’t say anything. So I cry, but I don’t go into The Hulk rage I-want-to-smash-everything mode.

Anger can come out in everyone in different ways. Some people are sarcastic and straight up rude when they’re angry, others become physical and seek to smash something, anything. My mother and I cry, others become silent and withdrawn. I will never understand why some can become so mean when they’re angry, and likewise they’ll never understand why I cry. One’s reaction to something doesn’t always makes sense to everyone, but everyone can at least be aware of the fact that someone handles things differently than they do.

So I’ll never understand vicious violent anger. They’ll never understand why I burst into tears when I’m angry. I believe the reason that I do this is because I’m more frustrated, feeling stuck and hurt, not necessarily angry. But again… I’ll never understand the other side.


Child Labor (FC)

            Child labor is a serious problem internationally. Being from the United States of America in this day and age, it’s easy to ignore the issues of child labor because it isn’t prevalent in my daily life. Going day by day, going to school and participating in all of the extra-curricular activities that I’m involved in becomes somewhat of a routine and I totally forget how lucky I am. I am lucky to have the opportunities that I’ve been blessed with.

After seeing everybody’s presentations in Career Choices on different countries’ child labor problems, I realized how wonderful our area of the world is. Here in Washington, there are many laws that protect us from child labor. While I know Seattle and Portland are two of the biggest ports for human trafficking, here in Hockinson, I am safe. I am safe from the possibility of being forced into the labor force, and specifically protected from sexual exploitation. Although I risk my safety each time I go into the city, I am much more protected than most people.

In many other countries around the world, they are not as developed as the United States of America, and it is not uncommon to see children begging or prostituting themselves on the street corners. It’s not uncommon for more than half of the population of a country to be in poverty. Because of the poverty level, an endless cycle of child workforce and poverty continues and it can be a hard cycle to break.

Again, I am so thankful for the country and specifically the area that I was born into. I was born into a family who didn’t need my siblings and me to work to pay the bills. I wasn’t born into a place where I could easily be captured by someone who would like to use me for money. I hate that so many children are in the situation that they’re in and someday I’d like to do something about it. Children should have time to be children and get an education so that they can utilize their skills to further develop our world.

The Culture of The Hawks (FC)

Describe an experience of cultural difference, positive or negative, you have had or observed. What did you learn from it?

This is a prompt that the UW has asked me to write to. They’re asking me many questions in order to get a broad understanding of who I am. This is what I plan to let them know about the wonderful place I call home.

In this small town that I call home, a rich, nurturing, loving environment has thrived, and I was unaware until recently that only a select few people experience a loving community like the one I have been blessed with during my upbringing. This small, rural, unknown farm country is filled with magnificent people. There’s something different about our small town of Hockinson and I’m thankful to have recognized it.
Growing up, I began to build relationships with my peers. We began preschool together, played on the same soccer teams, and continued through grade school as time went on. We’ve seen each other grow, change, and mature; we’ve seen the good sides and the not-so-good sides of everyone. We stuck with each other in the awkward middle school years and became beautiful young adults together. Everyone knew everyone throughout everything and that’s how it’s always been.
It came as quite a shock to me to discover than it won’t always be this way, nor did many people grow up like this. I was blessed with ample time to know everyone on an intimate level; none of us grew up alone. This environment helped to develop the compassionate heart and caring attitude I see in everyone from Hockinson.
A particular event comes to mind that enforces this thought. At our homecoming football game, the homecoming court is recognized. These are student-voted students who display great character and compassion wherever they go. Amongst them was a boy named Colton. Colton has been in our class since day one, back in the year 2000. He is the biggest football fan that Hockinson has ever seen. He cannot play due to mental handicaps. Despite that, he is always on the sidelines making calls and cheering on his friends. On the homecoming float, he was having a wonderful time. Although verbal communication is difficult for him, his expression said it all. While he was not crowned our homecoming king, the gentleman who was crowned immediately removed his crown and placed it on the head of our good friend Colton. A few weeks later, the football team chipped in money and were able to award him with his very own lettermen’s jacket with all of the accessories. I have never seen such joy before that night.
It’s an amazing thing to live in a community where we can look beyond how someone looks, how someone dresses, or how someone was born. Beyond these things, we see everyone for who they truly are, and can love them for simply that: who they are. I’ve been blessed with my surroundings and know that our town is different than most. We pride ourselves on our unity and ability to come together in crisis and in celebration. We value the abundant time given to us by extending genuine interest in the lives of others, and this is what gives me confidence in saying that we’re different from any other community; we’re unique and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Pass The Flame From Wick To Wick (FC) (PB) (SSR)

Hey friends. I love you all more than you realize and more than I show sometimes. I pray that you can all remember the things that these photos speak to and hope that you can all be content with your life; family, friends, relationships, and all. Don’t hold onto things that aren’t bettering the world and yourself. DON’T SWEAT THE SMALL STUFF! (Read the book – buy it here) Seriously. Don’t stress if it’s not something that will matter a year from that moment. Don’t argue silly things or take things personally that aren’t meant personally. Don’t be too quick to get defensive. (But hey, we’re all guilty of these things! No one is perfect and gets it right all the time. But try to be aware of your actions 🙂 ) Instead, if you MUST stress, stress about real issues, like which schools you’re applying to and what you’d like to do for a career. Still don’t argue, but maybe be expressive of things that you truly believe in and stand for without shame and offense. Realize that someone may be trying to stretch you as a person and grow you in a positive way; their criticism isn’t something that you need to defend yourself against.

Upset that people seem mad at you? Upset with you? Maybe they’re mean to you? Just remember: treat people like you’d like to be treated. If they don’t respond to friendliness with friendliness, does that mean stop being friendly? No. Do what you can to show others what being a friend is all about. A kind word, hug, or smile can change a person – maybe for a moment and maybe for a lifetime. You have an impact… use it! Be the reason that someone will come to school. Be the friend that they go to when they’re broken. Be the person that you’d like to have in any situation… even if they wouldn’t do the same for you. Be the friend you’d like to have. BE KIND. Don’t joke around with someone’s insecurities or failures. Sarcasm is a fiery whip that stings because it always stems from somewhere. Even “just a joke” can be the reason that someone isn’t happy. That’s bullying. So again, you have an impact. Make it a positive one.

Remember that forgiveness isn’t for the other person. Forgiveness is a selfish act and the first step to sucking the bitterness out of your heart that has been injected from an interaction with someone else. If you have beef with someone, don’t let it build up in your gut before it festers into the biggest thing in your life. If someone is hurting you (physically, emotionally or spiritally) LET THEM KNOW. Use kind words and a non-accusing tone, but TELL THEM. They probably don’t even know that they’re hurting you, and if you don’t let them know, a big monster will grow inside of you and come out in the worst way with the worst possible timing. Don’t let that hurt monster become you. Tell them. If they decide that your hurt isn’t important to them… forgive them anyways. Maybe find someone new to hang out with. But forgive them and move on with your life. What someone’s opinion is of you really doesn’t matter – good or bad.

So back to where I started… Don’t sweat the small stuff. AND IT’S ALL SMALL STUFF! You guys, it’s SENIOR YEAR! As if you didn’t already know that. Let’s do what we can to be positive and enjoy these last bits of high school life that we have together. Don’t let bitterness, sadness, and hurt feelings overtake you; you’re stronger than that.

Sorry for a similar type post, I’ve just had a lot laid on my heart this week. Is it possible to attempt to create a world of love without hate? I know where it starts. It starts within us. We must make the choice for ourselves to be loving, and if everyone does the same, we will have peace. Be an example. Spread the love!

Here are the lyrics to a song that I sang with Katie Steiner and many of you in the second grade. Remember these child-like words and apply them. ❤

If I light just one candle and you light just one, too, and we pass the flame from wick to wick, from us to you and you..

And if we keep it going around the world, you’ll see the world is glowing with the light that came from you and me!


With one candle, just one candle. .. Yes, one candle burning bright. With one candle, just one candle, we can fill the world with light.


If we light just one candle and pass the flame to you,

all our light would glow from place to place, ;and we would glow there, too.

And when we keep it going, the light will show the way to touch the people ’round the world by shining night and day!

all (opt. div):

With one candle, just one candle. Yes, one candle burning bright. With one candle, just one candle, we can fill the world with light.

all with duet:

With one candle, just one candle. Yes, one candle burning bright. With one candle, just one candle, we can fill the world with light.


With one candle, just one candle,


we can fill the world with light. With light.

Adult’s Perspective on Our Teenage Culture (SSR)

If you’ve got the time, I would encourage you to read these two blog posts here. It’s extremely intriguing to see one woman responding to our teenage culture while the other responds to her about the very same thing. There is a large perspective shift between these women’s ideas and parenting.

FYI (if You’re a teenage girl)

A Response To Mrs. Hall: Teaching our boys respect and self control

Now after reading these, let me tell you what I gathered about these two women from their ‘About Me’ pages on their blogs.

Mrs. Hall grew up as a missionary child in Zimbabwe. She went to a Christian school and met her wonderful husband. She was a coach for the UNC volleyball team for seven years before becoming a mother, and now her and her husband have been joined by two sons and a daughter. They are currently residing in Texas and continue to do work in ministry.

Rebecca Hains holds a Ph.D. in mass media and communication from Temple University in Philadelphia, as well as a B.A. from Emmanuel College and an M.S. from Boston University. She lives with her husband and two sons in Peabody, Mass. She is a children’s media culture expert. An associate professor of advertising and media studies at Salem State University, in Salem, Mass., her research focuses on girls and media. There isn’t a lot on here about her past, just her achievements and books.

It’s easy to see why they feel the way that they do about our teenage culture, just based on their lifestyles. What’s humorous to me is that from a teenager’s perspective, they are both right and wrong at the same time.

I must agree with Mrs. Hall that males are very visually-oriented and if that’s what is being put on social media for them to see, then that is how they will see you. I agree with her that it shows nothing about who someone is, and it’s a bummer that they are being represented that way. How I see it? Many times, I don’t think girls realize what seeing provocative pictures can do to a guy. All the girls see is the attention that the boys will give them after the fact. I also don’t think many girls realize that their pictures are provocative at all. Something that may not seem like a big deal to a girl may be a huge deal to a guy.

But this is where I agree with Rebecca. It’s true! Media has taught us that way of life. We’ve been shown through countless magazines and shows how to look, how to dress, and how to pose for pictures. Media has shown us how to present our lives to others via media. That’s not typically something that parents think to show their children how to do properly, because when they were growing up, they didn’t have computers! To us born in the nineties, it’s a weird concept to think that they didn’t get home from school and begin tweeting. They didn’t have to worry about nude photo scandals or being tagged in a party picture that they look sloshed in on Facebook. All that we know about displaying our lives on social media naturally comes from what we see in the media.

Now this isn’t true for everyone. Some people do have tech-savvy parents who lead by example in displaying their life on social networking. Some parents do go through internet safety and discretion for what you post. The problem is when kids have parents that ask, “Are you tweeting from that FaceSpace thing again? Or Insta-vining on snapchat?” clearly they’ve heard the terms, but have no idea what their kids are really up to.

So anyways, I just found their perspective very interesting. While neither of them are teens and both of them are mothers of sons, they have very radically different ideas on who is to blame for disrespectful teens. The most interesting part is that they both agree that social media courtesy is a lesson everyone needs to learn, and hopefully it won’t take being blocked by Mrs. Hall or having scandalous photos resurface in the later years of life to learn that lesson.

LADIES: Don’t post things that you wouldn’t want your children to see. Or things that you know will get a boy excited. Cleavage selfies and twerking videos won’t seem like such a funny and great idea twenty years down the road. Post things that represent you, not your body. You’re worth WAY more attention than what your body can get you. Outer beauty can and will fade, but you will always be you. You are more than that. ❤ These same things apply to how you talk, dress, and act.

GENTLEMEN: Don’t oogle over these things but forgive girls with grace. Forgive them for testing your respect towards women. Don’t objectify them because they’ve posted some dumb things, because generally they don’t realize how it can affect you. Like Rebecca said, practice self-control, because you can! But it can be hard sometimes, and ladies need to be understanding of how your brain works. Same thing goes for girls who present themselves this way in person. Try to realize that they have more to them than what they’re showing off. Give ladies attention who show of their skills and brains when they talk, dress, and act, and more ladies will act that way. Give them the attention of the respectful gentleman that they deserve. ❤