Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Schindler's List-Makeup work
Summary:This film was based on a true story of Oskar Schindler, who created a factory to make cookware and utensils. He saved the lives of so many polish jewish refugees by employing them to his factories. The film is in black and white but in what part of the movie, a girl in a red coat was shown in the Kraków Ghetto. One part that I thought was really sad was when the train was actually on its way to Auschwitz and the women and children were completely shaved down and prepared to shower. The next day they were going to go to the gas chambers but Schindler heard of this mistake and quickly went over to bribe an officer to let the women and children go. I liked how the film was in black and white because it gave more a feel to the sad, and eye opening film. It was a very long movie but I think the message was clearly received. Overall, I really enjoyed this film and I was very moved by it.
Universal Declaration of Human Rights
Summary:
The Universal declaration of Human Rights is made up of 30 Articles. Human rights are rights every one has for simply being human. The preface goes through all of them. The law is supposed to protect all 30 human rights in order to have equality for all human beings. And it does not matter based on a persons color, religion, ethnic background, sexuality and etc.
Commentary:
This is not the first time I read the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. I read this in my English class and even wrote a paper on it earlier in the semester. I thought it was interesting how we have a set of laws but not all of them are upheld. It makes me sad that these aren't even taken seriously when they should be. These 30 articles are very important and everyone should know them.
The Universal declaration of Human Rights is made up of 30 Articles. Human rights are rights every one has for simply being human. The preface goes through all of them. The law is supposed to protect all 30 human rights in order to have equality for all human beings. And it does not matter based on a persons color, religion, ethnic background, sexuality and etc.
Commentary:
This is not the first time I read the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. I read this in my English class and even wrote a paper on it earlier in the semester. I thought it was interesting how we have a set of laws but not all of them are upheld. It makes me sad that these aren't even taken seriously when they should be. These 30 articles are very important and everyone should know them.
Monday, December 12, 2016
Pink Triangle-makuep work
Also with my brother, I went to visit the Pink Triangle Park and Memorial in San Francisco. This was to remember the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender victims of the Nazi Regime (1933-1945) The park is actually in shape of a triangle which I thought was really interesting and cool! Thousands of lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgenders were killed during the Holocaust. I think that it is completely sad and horrifying to hear they were killed because of who hey were. The memorial consisted of triangular pillars with a mini pink triangle at the top and I thought that was really nice and perfectly displayed. Overall, it was a great experience going to this park.
Holocaust Memorial_makeup work
I went to go visit the Holocaust Memorial in San Francisco with my brother. People were taken from their homes and their families and I cannot imagine how hard that would be. One of the bodies resembles Christ and I thought this memorial was beautiful. People placed flowers on the memorial and I thought that was great. It was almost as if the people who visited understood them and respected them. The statues were all white and I thought that was great for the artist to do. To see the bodies laid on the ground was kind of scary to see but also eye opening. Overall I thought the artist did a great job sculpting it and the placement was also very good and crucial to the art.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Compassion Experience
Summary:
This Sunday I went to go see the Compassion Experience in San Francisco with my father. When we first arrived, we had no idea what we were getting ourselves into because the place is was at was a trailer. It didn't seem like their would be much inside. We waited in line and then eventually got called up next. When the lady came up to us she asked if it matter what story we went to go see, and my father and I said no. She gave us a standard iPhone and some headphones and told us to walk over to the bottom of the steps in front of a sign that said "Jey". We walked over, put the headphones on and then the lady gave us an "okay" to go inside. We walked in and the we could listen to the story through the headphones and the iPhone. We were about to learn about a boy named Jey who lived in the slums of Kenya. The first room we entered was his house. It was a small room that could comfortably fit 3 people at the most. As a kid, he had to sell drugs in order to eat. His mother, who sold goods and other items, was with him and their house was raided by the police and they were soon put on the "police list". Everything in their house was destroyed and now his mothers customers would not return. He was forced to move to his grandmothers place, which was the next room we visited. In this room, it was also very small. There was a plate of rice on a stand along with some pictures and mugs to drink out of. The pile of food was the best they had ever have. However, that food was split 15 different ways. So he was barely eating. At the time Jey was nine years old and since there was no food he would have to beg or steal, which were both illegal. It was easy to steal food but you could get in trouble. Begging at nine years old was hard because food is usually given to the cute, small children rather than the older kids. Jey was not getting much food. The next room we went to was Jey's new home...prison. At nine years old, Jey was in prison. He stole a pot of some sort to sell and got caught. In this room, there were prison bars, a toilet, and some food on the floor. The food at the prison was bad and Jey would rather starve than eat that. However, he stayed longer than he thought he would so he had to eat. A boy threw up porridge on the floor and Jey said that all the boys "ran to the porridge on the floor to eat it". He prayed to God and needed him during this time and soon, his prayers were answered. He met with a judge who soon released him but the judge said "if I see you on the streets I will love you in again forever". The next room was the compassion program. It helped him pay for school and gave him free medicine and health care. This room was very bright and had a lot of colors. The youngest kids in the Compassion Center got sponsored and the more sponsors is better. Jey got a sponsor and then graduated from the Compassion Program and was now in the jobless corner. He started getting into music and dj's. He travels and sings about the true force of life and talks about Jesus. The last room was a room filled with childrens pictures and where they are located in the world to help make donations to sponsor a child to change a life...just like Jey.
Commentary:
Overall, I thought this was a great experience. My dad loved it as well. At first, I was a little un easy about it because from the looks of the outside, it didn't seem like it would be much. I loved how you could listen to Jey's voice through the headphones and also read what he said on the iPhone. Each room was shocking to me because they were so small. It was sad to see that that is how he lived. I don't know how I would manage to live in such a small room and split a plate of rice with 15 people. It really opened my eyes as you forget how people do not have the same things you have. It was a great experience and I have no complaints about it. The most significant part for me was the fact that when he moved with his grandmother he had to share one plate of rice with 15 people. That would mean each person would get maybe 2 spoonfuls of rice and that would not fill anyone up. It was very sad to see. Also, I took pictures during the event.
the outside
The plate of rice shared
This Sunday I went to go see the Compassion Experience in San Francisco with my father. When we first arrived, we had no idea what we were getting ourselves into because the place is was at was a trailer. It didn't seem like their would be much inside. We waited in line and then eventually got called up next. When the lady came up to us she asked if it matter what story we went to go see, and my father and I said no. She gave us a standard iPhone and some headphones and told us to walk over to the bottom of the steps in front of a sign that said "Jey". We walked over, put the headphones on and then the lady gave us an "okay" to go inside. We walked in and the we could listen to the story through the headphones and the iPhone. We were about to learn about a boy named Jey who lived in the slums of Kenya. The first room we entered was his house. It was a small room that could comfortably fit 3 people at the most. As a kid, he had to sell drugs in order to eat. His mother, who sold goods and other items, was with him and their house was raided by the police and they were soon put on the "police list". Everything in their house was destroyed and now his mothers customers would not return. He was forced to move to his grandmothers place, which was the next room we visited. In this room, it was also very small. There was a plate of rice on a stand along with some pictures and mugs to drink out of. The pile of food was the best they had ever have. However, that food was split 15 different ways. So he was barely eating. At the time Jey was nine years old and since there was no food he would have to beg or steal, which were both illegal. It was easy to steal food but you could get in trouble. Begging at nine years old was hard because food is usually given to the cute, small children rather than the older kids. Jey was not getting much food. The next room we went to was Jey's new home...prison. At nine years old, Jey was in prison. He stole a pot of some sort to sell and got caught. In this room, there were prison bars, a toilet, and some food on the floor. The food at the prison was bad and Jey would rather starve than eat that. However, he stayed longer than he thought he would so he had to eat. A boy threw up porridge on the floor and Jey said that all the boys "ran to the porridge on the floor to eat it". He prayed to God and needed him during this time and soon, his prayers were answered. He met with a judge who soon released him but the judge said "if I see you on the streets I will love you in again forever". The next room was the compassion program. It helped him pay for school and gave him free medicine and health care. This room was very bright and had a lot of colors. The youngest kids in the Compassion Center got sponsored and the more sponsors is better. Jey got a sponsor and then graduated from the Compassion Program and was now in the jobless corner. He started getting into music and dj's. He travels and sings about the true force of life and talks about Jesus. The last room was a room filled with childrens pictures and where they are located in the world to help make donations to sponsor a child to change a life...just like Jey.
Commentary:
Overall, I thought this was a great experience. My dad loved it as well. At first, I was a little un easy about it because from the looks of the outside, it didn't seem like it would be much. I loved how you could listen to Jey's voice through the headphones and also read what he said on the iPhone. Each room was shocking to me because they were so small. It was sad to see that that is how he lived. I don't know how I would manage to live in such a small room and split a plate of rice with 15 people. It really opened my eyes as you forget how people do not have the same things you have. It was a great experience and I have no complaints about it. The most significant part for me was the fact that when he moved with his grandmother he had to share one plate of rice with 15 people. That would mean each person would get maybe 2 spoonfuls of rice and that would not fill anyone up. It was very sad to see. Also, I took pictures during the event.
The plate of rice shared
Toilet in prison
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