Friday, June 3, 2011

In The Mirror...

In the Mirror…
Hi there. My name is Jaimee’, most just call me Jai. I am 31 years young, a single mother of two, with big dreams. It’s just too bad I didn’t have this same motivation when I graduated from Lynnwood High in 1998. Oh well, no time to dwell on the past. Although some of the decisions I have made in my life may not have been the best, I am thankful for what I have and for who I am today.
Naturally, I did not voluntarily want to take English 101. It is one of my Pre-requisite courses for Nursing. My dream is to become a Head Nurse in a hospital, preferably in the ER department. I had a lot of dreams when I was younger. It wasn’t until I became a mom, that I knew nursing was where I needed to be.
When I started this class, I was more than overwhelmed. It’s sad to say, but now that we are at the end… I’m still overwhelmed. Granted, I have not attended school in over 12 years, but I had no idea my writing skills were this poor.  Each assignment proposed a challenge to me. Not necessarily the topics, but comprehending the actual assignment itself was most difficult.
As an adolescent, I struggled in reading and comprehending, but was complimented when I had the opportunity to write freely. So, when asked to choose four writings to include in this portfolio, I knew I would be including at least one of my blogs. My favorite one is; “What’s in your Wallet”, and this is the writing I will be using for choice number one, critical thinking piece. This was part of our Identity unit which I think is the one unit I benefited from most.  I enjoyed writing this blog mainly because I was able to write freely, without much thought. Those are the types of writings I enjoy. It was about me, and who better to analyze me, than me? The things found in someone’s wallet makes a huge statement, and I never thought about it until that assignment.
In this portfolio, I will be including three additional writings. A revision piece titled; “Communities Shape Our Identity”. I chose this piece to revise because aside from grammar mistakes and a few vague statements, I think it was one of my best pieces besides my most recent tradition paper.
I have chosen my first Discussion Board post as a writing that reflects my awareness of audience. In this post I explained my thoughts on how important traditions are and the affects it can have on our lives. This was my opinion, and before I wrote it, I had the opportunity to read others thoughts and that made it easier to express mine to them.  My final writing included is writer’s choice, and since I love my family and what we stand for, I have chosen my blog titled “Lee Family Reunions… Oh how I miss being a wee-little one.”
When I look back over this quarter, I remember my struggles in the beginning and how I thought I would never make it through this class. Well, I made it, and the challenges I faced made me stronger and more confident in the challenges I will face in the years to come. I’m ready… Bring it!

Digging Deeper Into My Wallet...

Digging Deeper into my wallet…
     When asked to select a piece that best demonstrates my ability to critically analyze, I chose my blog titled, “What IS in your Wallet?”   I chose this piece because I feel I did an exceptional job at analyzing each individual piece of my wallet. You will notice how I explain what my perception is of all the junk I found and how, something that may seem unimportant to someone else really means a great deal to me.
     This assignment was part of our first unit, Identity, and is probably the unit I took most interest in.  I find it hard to believe there is anyone in this class that knows their true identity, so this unit had a lot of us doing a bit of soul searching about who we really are and what we stand for.
Hope you like it!

What IS In Your Wallet

What IS in your Wallet...?
     The question is… “What’s in your Wallet?” Let just start off by saying thank you for making me finally clean it out! I just found a book in here, but I am going to try and some it up to one page.

     I just realized that if someone found my wallet right now they would be completely confused on what kind of person I really am. For instance the 18 “Dollar Tree” receipts and 6 Gift cards, all with a balance under $1, may give off the impression that I am broke or a major penny pincher. Unfortunately, for most of us today, that is somewhat true. The 20% off coupon for a donation to Value Village; shows I try and give back when I can, but I can’t for the life of me remember what I donated.

     Receipts from grocery stores dated, between September 2010 to yesterday, could only mean I must have taken garbage from my old wallet and stuffed it in my new one. I know this because I got a new “Nine West” purse with matching wallet for my birthday, which was on January 20th. I too fall in to the “I love designer purses” category, but what woman doesn’t?

     The above items listed could definitely identify me as Lazy or a slob as well as broke, but the love letter I found in titled “Open with Care, My Hearts in here”, shows I have a major romantic side to me. This letter has to be from over a year ago, but every time I read it, it reminds me of why I want to spend the rest of my life with this man.

     My Driver’s license picture makes it obvious what I dealt with at the DMV that day. Oh, how I hate the days at the DMV. The long lines, angry people and the millions of 16 year olds that scare the crap out of you, when the thought of them sharing the road with you, comes to mind.

     Rolled up in some yellow paper that is too warned to read, was a Monorail ticket from the first weekend I went away with Bryan. As well as a horoscope I cut out of a newspaper that told me to close one door before I open another. I know now what that meant.

     I have no pictures in my wallet. They are all in my phone. I figure this and the fact that I have my Daddy’s Savings account ATM card may give someone the wrong impression about the responsibilities I have in my life. The ATM card is for emergencies and I haven’t used it in over a year.  No pictures shows one may be surprised to know I am a mom of 2 beautiful children. My oldest is Maisyne who is 11. And my daughter who is 4 going on 24. Yes! For a minute there she thought she was old enough to taste my wine. WOMEN!

     Everything else, the Bank Cards, Library cards, Credit cards…. They all represent the material things. They are the things that mean the least to me, but for some reason, they are in the most organized section of my wallet. I wonder if subconsciously I made the things that are important to me look like garbage because I knew that is probably the only thing that would actually be returned to me, if I ever lost my wallet?

Community....What it means to me.

Community… What it means to me.
At first thought, a community is usually defined as a familiar physical space, such as our neighborhood or our hometown. This assignment opened my eyes to all the types of communities that exist and have major influence on today’s society such as; social communities like Facebook and Twitter.
Dictionary.com defines a community as “a social, religious, occupational, or other group sharing common characteristics or interests and perceived or perceiving itself as distinct in some respect from the larger society within which it exists”.  The following paper is my, revised, analysis regarding the function of community in our lives.

Communities Shape Our Identity.

Communities Shape Our Identity

            A community is a way society unites.  Whether we are referring to culture, age, Internet or where we live, they can all be defined as a community. The communities we belong to take part in identifying ourselves to others by showing one’s interests and talents.
            When we think of a community, the first thing that usually comes to mind is where we live which is a proven reflection of one’s identity.  In richer communities, or as David Brooks states, in “Our Sprawling, Super-size Utopia” “white-bread kinds of places where Ozzie and Harriet families go to raise their kids” (185), most will focus on having the larger home and kept lawn.  In a community where less fortunate people reside, there is no such competition.  With this in mind, a person driving down a street of a poor community will sometimes identify those who reside there as possibly dangerous or untrustworthy. Almost the same stereotypical ideas will go through ones mind if placed in a similar scenario, only in an upper-class community; they will feel more at ease due to the complimenting surroundings.  There is truth in the fact that the community in which we reside gives off a perception that identifies us to others.
            Most communities form from similarities one person has with another. Lessons learned; beliefs, rules and traditions are all similarities brought forth from family and culture.  This is why families are some of the strongest communities in today’s society. Being raised to believe in God is something I was taught from birth.  I do believe, but I do not go to church often. To some I could be considered not a “true believer”, but my Big Momma, Leona, always says, “You don’t have to be in the Lord’s house to express your love for him.” In the same aspect, one raised by parents who do not believe, more than likely will follow those same beliefs.  Family is a community of great strength and we are born a member.
            Just as the community of family, age is also an involuntary community. It is also one of the only communities that can identify us by appearance, besides race and gender.  One with frosty white hair or soft wrinkled skin can usually be identified as a person over the age of fifty.  These same individuals are now what one may call part of a privileged community, although they may disagree.  As children under the age of two are usually free to fly or attend certain events, the senior citizen communities, those over the age of sixty-five, have similar benefits. Some receive; discounted meals at restaurants, special medical benefits and even senior housing developments.  The elderly have a community of people in similar situations, right next door.
            Intelligence is a community that can be achieved.  Some have more trouble than others joining a community of this magnitude.  In most cases, being intelligent identifies one to others as successful. Those who are considered smart, or even gifted, tend to surround themselves with others who are on a similar level.  “The struggle of fitting in can be like giving up on yourself,” says Kumi Hodge, author of “Making the Grade”, when she speaks of the troubles she has experienced being a highly educated black woman. (259).   Individuals, who do not carry the skills needed to thrive in school, usually find comfort in others that hold these same insecurities.  It is obvious that being on either side of this scenario holds complications, so associating oneself with others who share similar interests makes one’s intellect a community.
            Communities are of the utmost importance in the world today.  They give us a sense of belonging. Young, old, male or female, we all need healthy relationships with others to survive.  The social networking communities such as MySpace and Facebook have made communication simple, and in turn, are now the most popular communities today.  Individuals that join these types of communities are influenced by peers and unaware of the addiction that may develop.  Making friends does not come easily to everyone. The simplicity and many benefits of joining a social networking site; the online community is growing at a rapid pace.
            Although there are many benefits, a community of this size has to have its faults.  Melissa Brock, an employee at Electrical Reps Northwest, says the time she puts dedicates to her Facebook account “leaves me up until wee hours of the morning, and affects my work day as well.”(Brock)  Jeopardizing important parts of her life to chat with pals or play a game called Farmville is definitely not a good sign for her future. 
            In a more factual scenario, an online news network, “The Onion,” published an online article about a MySpace.com blackout that occurred in 2007. “Because the sudden lack of friends has deprived MySpace users of comments, bulletin posts and searches for elementary school crushes, it is feared that the ordeal could inflict long term psychological damage” (158).  The use of social networking as a main source of communication with the outside world is both unhealthy and impersonal.
            A community unites our society.  Whether we are referring to Culture, Age, Internet or even where one resides, is defined as a community.  They identify who we are to others and the importance and affects of them are sometimes over looked.

Works Cited

Latterell, Catherine. “Remix, reading and composing culture. Second Edition”, Boston: Bedford/St. Martins, 2010.
Brooks, David “Our Sprawling, Super-size Utopia”.” “Remix, reading and composing culture. 2nd Edition”, Chicago: “The Onion”, (May 30, 2007). 158
Latterell, Catherine. “Remix, reading and composing culture. Second Edition”, Boston: Bedford/St. Martins, 2010.
Hodge, Kumi “Making the Grade.” “Remix, reading and composing culture. 2nd Edition”, Chicago: (259)
Latterell, Catherine. “Remix, reading and composing culture. Second Edition”, Boston: Bedford/St. Martins, 2010.
“MySpace Outage Leaves Millions Friendless.” “Remix, reading and composing culture. 2nd Edition”, Chicago: “The Onion”, (May 30, 2007). 158

Discussing Traditions

Discussing Traditions…
Unit three was based on traditions. What they mean and the impact they have on our lives. When asked to choose a writing that displayed my awareness of audience, I chose my discussion board one piece because it reflects my opinions on tradition and the importance of. I explain to the class why I think traditions form our identities from a very young age and provide structure in our adult lives. This unit opened my mind to the impact I have on my children and the values that are brought forth from the traditions we practice.

Traditions... How life is supposed to be.

Traditions… How life is supposed to be.
Traditions give us all ideas, or better yet, examples of how life is supposed to be. For instance, most of those whom are raised under traditions that value family and the importance of sticking together, are pretty much being influenced to carry on the same values. Traditions such as family reunions and thanksgiving dinners are common, but not always practiced in today’s day and age. Although, I enjoyed the family gatherings I had as a child, I recall my friends complaining of how boring their thanksgiving breaks were when the teacher would ask. Just as Garrison Keillor writes in his essay “A Wobegon Holiday Dinner”. He speaks of the boredom he and his fiancĂ© experienced at his family’s Thanksgiving in 1965. “I regretted that my family was not more colorful. I wished we were Italians.” I am sure we are all once embarrassed by our family at one time or another, but the big picture is that even though they did not always get along, or something exciting didn’t happen, they were still together. There are people in the world today that would jump at the chance to have what he had. What I had. The memories created from traditions are ones that do not die. That is why he can still speak of them many, many years later.
In other ways, traditions teach important values besides the importance of family. They give strength, confidence and even inspire us. For instance, those of us who have grown up watching their parents struggle to provide are more likely to have that same determination to work hard for what they want. In the same aspect, those who do not see a struggle might find it harder to develop that same determination.  There are certain values that need to be taught. Parents who can afford the finer things, but do not show that those are of little importance compared to family, friends and health, are in for a world of hurt when their children reach adulthood. Those children will most likely struggle to find purpose in life. The funny thing is these children still have a better chance of success. In reading the Essay by Janny Scott and David Leonhardt, Class Matters, I noticed a quote from a self-Described working class man, which stuck. “It’s hard to get wealthy if your family isn’t.” To me, that quote is so true. Children with wealthy parents are more likely to attend college, and know people who are wealthy as well. This in turn, gives them the connections they need to other opportunities, such as good paying jobs or wealthy friends who could possibly turn into mates.
To me, traditions give us structure and security. They give us confidence and help us to form our identities.