Group project proposal

I think that we should do women's rights in the 1950 because its a time period I don't know much about and I would love to learn more. I also have a grandmother who is turning 100 this year and I could talk to her and her roles at home during this time.

Living Newspaper Proposal

For our Living Newspaper project I propose we make our topic Women Movements in the 1950s. There are many types of media that we could incorporate in our presentation that would help us demonstrate the struggles and accomplishments of the women in the past and what they have done for our country today. We could use a movie, older or newer, that has a feminine lead that demonstrates women rights. Also, there are many songs we could include with a central theme. I can imagine many pieces of art that would help us demonstrate the Women Movements, especially artwork that was done in the 1950s. Also, if we choose a woman activist of that time period we could really provide crucial details if we provided a speech she gave during the time. A woman I have in mind for this area of the project is Carol Hanisch. She is known for many important ideas towards the feminist movement of this specific time. This time period is also known as the “second wave” of the feminist movement and we could incorporate this term in our project as well. The reason I chose this topic is because of the emotional attachment I have towards it. As a woman of this time, I believe the actions of women in the past play a key role concerning the women in this country today. What would women be dealing with today if these influential women had never spoken up? Because of the several Women Movements in the past, we have so many rights and privileges as women citizens today in the United States of America. For that very reason I believe this is an eligible topic we could easily use for our Living Newspaper Project. 

Blog #3 I ride

I ride
I ride down that old trail
With the only one I trust
Her tail flying in the wind
We start to run faster
We feel the freedom of the wind
We begin to run
Every thing goes by in a blur
Who could ask for much more
But wait...
What's that up ahead
A sharp slippery turn
I yern for her to slow down
I yell for her to slow
She doesn't buy faster yet
The fear of what I know is about to happen bubbles in my chest
I wish she would take a rest
We hit that sharp curve
I feel her feet go out from under
And I hear a crack as we both came down
As she lay the motionless on top of my leg I fell her finally slow down
I dug my way out knowing we were broke
My shoulder hip knee crushed
But she needed to get up too
Her spirit crushed
She slowly gets up
We both lip on home no longer free
But stricken by pain we caused our selfs

Region

So the moment I chose isn't one that really impacted my life, but more so just one that is very interesting compared to the rest of my ventures. I pole vaulted on the track team my junior and senior and I went to the regional meet both years. The region meet determines who goes to the state meet. I went to state both years. This camera eye will be based off of my senior year at region.


where is cynthiana    why would a region track meet be here  empty farmland 
will this wind affect my vaulting    yeah  oh well
it is way to early for this  I just want to sleep no stay focused it's going to be a long day  run run run run run run jump plant twist  okay just do that again    don't think just do  don't think just do  it's that easy right   why does my dad yell so loud   repitition  yeah that was a good vault just keep doing that   no worries    don't think just do    
look for a friendly face     take your mind off of this   just don't worry  oh hey there
less people are going now   run run run run plant jump twist   cleared
how have I  lasted this long in the competition  
look at my teammates run their events  4x100 4x200   that's pride 
so it's just me and that other guy  no pressure I've done this before   breath inhale exhale GO run run run run run plant jump twist 
you'd never think that you have coherent thoughts in midair while falling for that split second  I was freaking out  my arm had touch the standard  in my aerial stupor i was worrying about that bar falling and being eliminated         It didn't    I remained
 comfort had returned

as soon as I hit that mat i turned around to see that bar shake   but not fall   needless to say I was feeling good  my father was creating such a racket in the crowd it was the only thing I heard  exhilaration

It wasn't the end though  both myself and the other competitor had missed the next height   received second in the competition shake the victors hand  still proud  still exhilaration  I went to state ranked fourth   pride was surging   it was going to be a good week

when will that be?

When will it be when I can be free
When I will be treated the way a man can be
When will I be respected
When will I be expected in the kitchen 
When will women stand up for their children

When will all women be treated the same as men in my small poem I tried to show how women were oppressed during this time but things where slowly getting better.

Behind The Wheel

What time is it?

10:25am

I’m nervous.

I’m sweating.

I hate this feeling in my stomach.

Kentucky Department of Motor Vehicles

Slowly walking to the counter.

Did I remember everything?

She asks for identification.

10:30am

I sit there with my thoughts.

My mind is racing.

Quickly trying to recall all I have learned.

Don’t forget to put on your seatbelt.

Don’t forget your turn signals.

Don’t forget… don’t forget.

I’ve got to calm down.

Palms are sweaty.

I can’t wait until this is over.

Why am I so nervous?

10:45am

“Kristen Korfhage. Please follow me.”

Oh gosh. It’s time.

Silent prayer.

My heart is racing.

I follow the stranger to the car.

He doesn’t seem very friendly.

Just my luck.

Slowly opening the car door.

Get in.

Fasten seatbelt.

Adjust rearview mirror.

He’s filling out some paperwork.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting.

“Okay. Whenever you are ready.”

10:55am

Out of Park.

Into Drive.

My heart is still racing.

I recall the first obstacle.

Parallel Parking.

My worst fear.

Those yellow barrels are staring at me.

Pull past second one.

Reverse.

Okay now I start turning the wheel to my right.

He’s watching my every movement.

Straighten up.

Park.

“Okay, now continue on.”

He writes something on his paper.

Phew that part is over with.

I pull up to a stop sign.

Oh I almost forgot!

Check my rearview mirror.

Keep going.

Turn About.

This one should be cake.

Yet my heart is still racing.

Palms still sweaty.

Pull in.

Reverse.

Turning wheel to my left.

Straighten up.

Park.

“Alright now follow the arrows back.”

He writes again on his paper.

Is it over?

Is that all?

11:10am

Drive back to where I started.

Park.

He’s writing.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting.

“Alright you passed.”

The weight is lifted off my shoulders.

Relief.

He hands me a paper.

Gives me my next steps.

I’m too excited to really listen.

Pinch me I’m dreaming.

11:15am

I know hold in my hands my next step in growing up.

A smile stretched across my face.

What was I so nervous about?

11:17am

Licensed Driver. 

Summary: This is a Camera Eye about the time I took my drivers test and all the thoughts that were going through my head. It was a very important moment in my life because it was something I had been looking forward to for years. After I passed my test I finally felt like I was growing up and I had more freedom than ever before.

Hero of the Diamond

"Charlie Hustle"

Peter Edward Rose

Born April 14, 1941

Cincinnati, Ohio

  

 Numerous Records and Achievements

Rookie of the Year- 1963

Unstoppable

44 Game Hitting Streak- 1978

All Time Hit Record- 4,256

3 x Champion

Just to name a few

Heroes Fall

Gambler

Tax Evasion

Banned for Life from the Hall of Fame

   

Still Remains a Hero in the Hearts of Many

Source:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pete_Rose#44-game_hitting_streak