Wednesday, December 21, 2011

How does Outliers connect to MY life?

            
Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell are a collection of true stories that together help to explain the different ways that make people successful in their own lives.  The book follows multiple stories of successful people like Bill Gates and The Beatles.  He explains in detail how, while it seems that these people simply rose to success, there were actually a lot of opportunities that these people took advantage of that helped their rise to success.

               My mom was raised in Guilderland in the same 4 bedroom house that my family lives in now.  My mom’s great grandfather was an Irish immigrant who worked as a tailor in Utica.  His son became the fire chief in Utica and my grandfather had a very prolific job with the telephone company.  He and my grandmother (a police dispatcher) moved to Guilderland, keeping their old house 20 minutes from Utica and on a lake, as a camp where they spent their summers.  My mom and her four older siblings all attended Guilderland.  My mom took honors classes and was ranked 45 in her class of just over 450.  She played volleyball, basketball, and softball.  In her senior year the volleyball team came in second in Regional’s and is also the most recent time that the Guilderland girls’ volleyball team has done that (other than this past season).  After high school she attended Sage College where she also played volleyball for the school and became a physical therapist.  She initially had her own clinic, but since my sister and I have been born she became the head if the Sunnyview Outpatient Clinic on Carmen Road. In the chapter, Rice Paddies and Math Tests, Gladwell lists multiple traditional Chinese Proverbs, one of which reminds me of my mother; “And, most telling of all: ‘No one who can rise before dawn 360 days a year fails to make his family rich.’” (238)  My mom goes into work at about 5:30 every morning (we live less than five minutes from her office) so that she can be home for my sister and I after school.  She’s so used to getting up that early that even on days she doesn’t have to go to work, she’s up before I leave for school, and I leave the house at 6:38 every morning. She works during the summer too, and is on the building cabinet at the middle school, part of the PTA and the APTA (American Physical Therapy Association).

Another part of Outliers that applies to my life is the “concerted cultivation” that sociologist Annette Lareau.  Concerted cultivation is “…an attempt to actively ‘foster and asses a child’s talents, opinions, and skills.’” (104). My sister and I have been in multiple activities and camps since we were little.  My mom was the leader of both of our Girl Scout troops and we both played recreation soccer and softball.  As our interests changed, so did the activities we were in.  My sister stopped playing soccer in third grade and only played softball, while I didn’t stop playing soccer until seventh grade.  When I got to fourth grade I started playing the clarinet and was also in chorus.  When my sister got to fourth grade she started playing the saxophone, and my parents bought each of us our own instruments, (instead of renting them) even though neither of them had played instruments when they were in school. At the beginning of ninth grade I even started private lessons for clarinet once a week for a half hour.  In middle school I was a part of select band and when my sister got to the middle school she joined Jazz Band, Stage Band, and Select Band (the sax is a more versatile instrument than the clarinet) all of which go to Agawam, M.A. every year, where my mom was a chaperone every year. Between my sister and me, we will have gone 4 times in May (we both went one year and I didn’t join select band until seventh grade). My sister is also a part of Future Cities (a club at the middle school that builds a future city and is entered in a contest with other local schools) which last year won first at the competition they went to.  Future Cities meets two- three times a week and normally goes from 3:30 until 5:30, meaning my parents have to pick her up from school multiple times a week, but they do.  Another part of the concerted cultivation brought up by Lareau’s study was the fact that middle class families teach their children how to talk to authority; “The middle class parents talked things through with their children, reasoning with them.  They didn’t just issue commands.  They expected their children to talk back to them, to negotiate, to question adults in positions of authority.” (103)  My parents expect that if my sister and I, for example, have a problem with a teacher, that we go talk to them ourselves that way we learn how to speak for ourselves.

In another section of Outliers, Gladwell goes back to the differences between richer and poorer families and summer vacation.  Gladwell says the gap between reading scores for lower, middle and upper class kids from first to fifth grade “…is the result of differences in the way privileged kids learn when they are not in school.” (258) Over summer vacations my sister and I were able to attend camps that we wanted to.  Over my summers I have been to multiple volleyball camps, camps through the town like softball, field hockey, soccer, and “Games Galore”.   This past summer I also went to a writing camp at U Albany and was a JVC (like a CIT) at Tawasentha for two weeks.  My sister has been to multiple science camps and arts and crafts camps.  Both of us went to sleep-away Girl Scout camps when we were younger, too.  In addition, both of my parents love to read.  My sister and I were also raised to love books, so our reading scores were, like the children in the study, higher than other kids our age because of how much we read.

Outliers shows how different opportunities and circumstances affect a person and the way that their life plays out.  The opportunities and lessons in my life so far; work ethic, concerted cultivation, and academic engagement during the summer vacation, have all helped me to achieve what I have so far including being in honors classes like this one.  The stories and lessons in Outliers can apply to everyone’s lives, whether it is taken as a good thing or not.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Love Poem Number 137

Love Poem Number 137

 The touch of a gentle,
warm breeze over
the shimmering
reflection on the water
of the sunset's
purples and pinks and reds.

 The joy
in a child's eyes
watching the fireworks
burst,
sending colors flying across
the darkened sky.

 The sweet harmony that comes
from a subtle dissonance.
Thrilling the audience, who doesn't know
exactly what happened,
but can't deny the shivers 
sent up their spines. 

The golden glow
of a campfire surrounded
by friends and family
singing and talking 
filling the air with love.
All filling the air with love. 

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Microfiction: "The sound of breaking glass stopped her."

The sound of breaking glass stopped her.  Why had she brought him with her tonight?  He still needed more training.  Slowly, she backed away from the window that she had carefully been trying to jiggle open.  The security alarm was echoing down the street, and Casey knew they only had a matter of time before the police showed up.  
“Zach, where are you?” Casey whispered, hoping he was close, even though it had sounded like the window broke on the other side of the house. 
“Here,” came the answer from the darkness of the large bushes that were on the side of the house.
“Let’s go.”
“But we didn’t finish the job, Casey.”
“You can’t always finish a job Zach. And, if we stay any longer we’re done for good.”  Zach pulled back at the harsh tone his sister’s voice took on.  A siren in the distance sent panic through Casey, “We have to go now, Zach, they’re already on their way.  We don’t have time!” Casey pushed past him and into the abyss that was the backyard. 
“But, Casey, we have to!”
Casey spun around, “NO, Zach. I don’t know how else to tell you. WE DO NOT HAVE TIME!  They can’t catch us Zach,” the panic in her voice had turned to desperation and she no longer felt the need to whisper.  “Remember what happened to Derek?  Do you want THAT to be US?”  He shook his head.  “I didn’t think so. Now let’s GO!” 
Casey turned and ran to the end of the property, careful to step over the thin thread like wire that surrounded all private properties and was specially made so that the wire would cut you as you went through and could match you in seconds on the government’s database.  No sooner had she made it to the thin tree line that separated the house from the local ballpark, than the police vans themselves whipped into the driveway. 
                “Zach? Zach, where did you go?” Casey whispered into the darkness, hoping her brother would appear like he had the last time, but she had no such luck. She saw him huddled under the window that he had broken before. 
Casey shook her head at him motioning for him to come to the safety of the trees, but he ignored her.  In no time at all he had climbed into the kitchen and almost as soon as he made it in, an officer had him by the collar and was holding him up in front of the window.  Zach was kicking and trying to fight the cop off, but it was no use, the town had just gotten a new set of steel officers that were much tougher than the old aluminum set.  Casey knew in her heart that she wanted to help her brother, but she also knew that these days you couldn’t let emotion get in the way of your survival.  So she turned, and ran, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

My T-Shirt Vote

Chocolate Chip

TU Tuesday- Editorial

Evaluate a speaker’s point of view, reasoning, and use of evidence and rhetoric, identifying any fallacious reasoning or exaggerated or distorted evidence.
The editorial on the occupy Albany protests was very well written.  The author acknowleges that people can have a view that is different from that of the editorial; "There are plenty of people who don't particularly like the Occupy movement or its messages. Some feel — or at least like to assert — that the protesters have no message at all".  However, the author also clearly states their point that, while in other places across the country, while the protests seem to be going nowhere and are getting violent, Albany's protests are peaceful and actually seem to be accomplishing something.   For example, " At least for now, Mayor Jerry Jennings is continuing a policy of accommodating the Occupy Albany protesters who have been encamped in Academy Park since Oct. 21. What's more, both the mayor and the demonstrators have worked out some issues that in another city might have led to forced eviction.  This matters."   The author also compares the occupy protesters to the tea party and shows how the two groups are similar; "And just as the tea party's often vague pronouncements about 'taking back our government' and 'losing our freedom' got people reading the Constitution and paying attention to deficits, the Occupy movement has focused attention on the growing wealth gap in America, the undue influence of money on public policy, the struggling middle class, and high unemployment that gets more lip service than action from politicians".

 
http://www.timesunion.com/opinion/article/Editorial-Albany-Occupy-keep-the-peace-2394790.php

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

N= Newfoundland

Breed Description -  "The Newfoundland is a strong, massive dog. The head is broad and heavy with a slightly arched crown. The neck and back are strong. The wide muzzle is about as broad as it is deep, and rather short. The stop is moderate. The nose is generally black except on bronze-colored dogs, which have brown noses. The teeth meet in a level or scissors bite. The deep-set, dark brown eyes are relatively small and spaced wide apart. The triangular shape ears have rounded tips and are relatively small. The legs are well muscled, straight and parallel. The cat-like feet are webbed. Dewclaws can be removed. The tail is strong and broad at the base, hanging down. The double coat is flat and water-resistant. The oily outer coat is coarse and moderately long, either straight or wavy. The undercoat is oily, dense, and soft. Dogs that live indoors tend to loose their undercoats."

Appearance/Size -  about 26-28 inches long, and about 100-150 pounds, they are generally black, brown, gray and black/white  

Diet -  balance of protein, carbohydrates, fatty acids, vitamins and minerals that match the breed specific nutritional requirements; use blends containing fish, pork, poultry, and lamb

Temperament - the breed as a whole is very sweetly tempered  

Shedding -  a lot!!!!

Health/Allergies/Vaccines – dysplasia, skin rashes, hot spots and pigmentation problems


http://www.akc.org/breeds/newfoundland/
http://www.wdcusick.com/Newfoundland.html
http://nanookthenewfy.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-newfoundland-dogs-shed.html
http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/newfoundland.htm

Friday, December 2, 2011

Un-truth Poetry Prompt

What You Knew Growing Up

The un-truth is what you grow up knowing.
What they tell you
from the day you're born.

The small one's and big one's 
from people to places to
"if you make that face long enough,
it'll stay that way forever".

One's that you learn in school;
"Step on a crack,
break your mother's back" and
"The pool is on the third floor".

The un-truth is what you know growing up.
And when you figure out
that what you thought to be true is in fact,
un-true,
you are upset that
you actually believed it.

Yet you grow older
and have your own family and
raise your own children
on the un-truths
that you knew growing up.