Turtle Chill Zone: 2021

Friday, March 5, 2021

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Thursday, March 4, 2021

Movie Review: Float

A 7-min animated short, Float was released on November 12, 2019. It has been available on Disney+ since its launch on the very same day and is listed as a Pixar Sparkshort. But it was released to Pixar's Youtube on February 26, 2021, making it available to the general public. It was directed and written by Bobby Rubio with the music composed by Barney Jones. The description reads, "A father discovers that his son is different from other kids in the most unusual way. To keep them both safe from judgment, Dad covers him and keeps him out of sight." Rubio based it heavily off of the interactions between him and his own autistic son and the short is said to be a metaphor for this.

Float introduces us to our father/son pairing, a loving duo innocently playing in their yard. All of a sudden, the son starts floating. The higher he goes, the happier he gets, but the more worried his father is. A few people see this, and immediately run and back away. The father realizes his son isn't normal and quickly grows scared of how other people would react.

Like any loving parent would, he tries to protect his son from possible criticisms. But as time goes on, it becomes clearer that his son's abnormality isn't just a way he expresses himself, it's a critical part of him. With it impossible to hide, the father winds up hiding his son away from the world, driving himself insane with other's opinions.

Skip forward a few years and they've both grown quite a bit. You can now see the stress of the situation embedded into the father's gritty appearance. The two go out, with the son on a leash and rocks in his backpack. The father's anxiety levels spike up at the smallest things. But for a moment, he looks off at the other kids in the playground longingly. While he was wishing he could take his kid inside, the son runs off.

What follows is a series of chaotic events when the father hunts down his floating kid. While he drags him out, the kid is screaming. All he wants is to play and have fun freely. He doesn't see the situation the way dad does and instead feels restricted. The father snaps and yells at him, "Why can't you just be normal?"

This is where I started crying. The young boy relents and puts on his hood. He gives up any happiness to be "normal." The father realizes what he'd done, and almost immediately tries to push the boy to embrace himself. His smile returns and all is well.

Like I said at the start, this is a metaphor for autism. Autistic kids are too often held to the standards of neurotypical kids when that simply isn't right. You don't take a paralytic and then call them weak because they can't play sports like an able-bodied person. The paralytic is strong in their own way, a way that we might miss if we're too busy making them feel bad for something they cannot control. The same applies to kids with autism. They could wield some of the most intelligent, most creative, most critical thinking minds in the world--but because they process things differently, adults will spend years trying to rewire them.

This is my second post talking about autism, but I myself am not actually autistic and I urge you to find the channels and pages of autistic people such as Paige Layle and Chloe Hayden/Princess Aspien for more personal accounts and go to organizations such as the National Autism Association for more information.

Inspiration: Float

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Wednesday, March 3, 2021

Poem Prompt: Giants

Giants sleeping underneath.

Henna's voice tells you to retreat.

Keep it hush-hush, watch your feet.

Tread carefully around the kings.

Their synapses fie and twinkle,

bursting sky brinks and they sprinkle.

La grendeza, the brightest stars--

si los enfadas, no los puedes parar.

Moving so fast, shattering time.

Scoffin' at you and your damaged spine.

Queen of rings in the limelight

spins upon your cursed night.

Going brr, looks deep in your eye,

'Kali warns you of her battle tribe:

멈추진 않아 if you've tried it.

날카로운 날로 뭐든 베어, this is final.

Each tail spirals, damage reclines.

They've finessed life, fight on an incline.

Homie, fear the struggle of rewind.

They're rounding right back,

don't ever try to size up their pack.

They're living up, bigger than average.

While Yasuo's stunting, one man is damage.

Sleeping on giants is a punishment pact.

~~~

Inspiration: Giants

Tuesday, March 2, 2021

Butterfly Effect

The butterfly effect. As per request on Twitter(yes, I am taking any responses). It has been a hot minute since I've heard this phrase. For anyone who needs the reminder, as per Google's definition, "the phenomenon whereby a minute localized change in a complex system can have large effects elsewhere." In shorter terms, everything matters equally. You may think that you're just dropping a can in a lake. But then an animal mistakes it for food and eats it, this throws off the lake's ecosystem, and eventually, everything there dies. While you didn't directly cause the death of the lake, you aided in the series of events that did. It makes you think about everything really, you wind up weighing all of your actions with equal opportunities to cause damage. And I feel like applying that concept to human nature can be eye-opening.

Creation is a funny thing, in that nothing just happens. Everything has a reason. Everything that happens has its own place in the timespan of everything with a series of events that lead up to it. Acknowledging that even the most minuscule actions could have such a large effect on how a living being turns out could really help our world. Especially humans. Sometimes, yes, it is a birth disorder that's affecting how they view the world. But way too often, it's because someone refused to think their actions could have any lasting consequences.

This goes for both positive and negative outcomes. A random smile or compliment really can have a greater effect than you could even comprehend. Cleaning up a bit, focusing on yourself a little, offering a few words of encouragement. You can do so much for the world around you in just a few minutes. Will you notice immediately? Most of the time, no.

Also, science has been using this concept to cure and help people. As we learn about the human body and mind, we learn more about what causes things. Preventing these causes help prevent diseases, ailment, etc. We're discovering more about the mind and what causes mental illness. We can help to stop people from driving others to these conditions and also help to therapy someone back to health. When we know what is hurting a person, we can target it to help them.

This science extends to criminals. For decades, we've been studying what goes on in a violent criminal's mind. The goal is to see if we can find what triggers this to possibly prevent and/or remedy it. We'll see if we can set up a branch of mental care for them or if they need to be monitored from childhood. Maybe something happened in their lives that cause them to snap. Or maybe it's just something that people are born with.

Placing so much emphasis on the cause is important because it gives you a place to start. You have a target for treatment and a target for prevention. And targets, especially when improving the world, make the efforts a million times better. And, eventually, could make the world a million times better.

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I'm experimenting with a new format a little bit. I liked how eye-catching the posts for Black History Month were, so I'll try to add more color to all of my posts. If you like follow me on any of my active social media, follow, and share it around!

Monday, March 1, 2021

Black History Month - Ending Statement 3/1/21

This Black History Month truly has been my best one yet. Personally and in my environment. I've spent so much time looking up people I had never heard of before, learning bits and pieces of history never spoken on before--I feel enlightened a bit. Also, this was my first time being relatively active on social media during this time. It was so nice seeing all the posts, links, stories, just random "reminder that you're a black queen!" posts. It was really great.

Now, Black History Month 2021 is over. My month-long blog showcase is now over.

While I won't be posting any more black heroes for a while, that doesn't mean they become any less important. Just because I don't post about them doesn't mean they aren't important. I'll do another post eventually with more black heroes.

To any readers out there, I want you to stay learning about and supporting minorities everywhere in their fight for equal rights, equal representation--equal everything. The goal is equality.

Saturday, February 27, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/27/21

Ruby Bridges(1954 - Present Day)
Born in 1954, Bridges was born the year of Brown v, Board. Still, certain exams similar to voting literacy tests were put in place to bar African Americans from attending the all-white schools. At six-years-old, Ruby and five other black children were admitted entry to the schools. Two never left their original school, three went to a different all-white elementary, and Ruby went to William Frantz Elementary School alone. Police officers lead Bridges and her mother into the school as all the white parents gathered to hurl hideous slurs and threats at her. They pulled their children out of the school and only one teacher, Barbara Henry, was willing to teach her. The two spent the majority of the year alone together. Bridges' family received tons of backlash for this, such as unemployment, eviction, and shunning, but her mother especially persevered to ensure Ruby received the education that she and her husband and their parents had been denied. By the early 1970s, when Bridges graduated, she received her diploma from a desegregated school. She became a travel agent for fifteen years before becoming a full-time mother and author. She would write about her experiences in books such as Through My Eyes and This Is My Time, later receiving the Carter G. Woodson Book Award. In 1999, she established the Ruby Bridges Foundation to promote equality through education. Nowadays, Bridges has remained a lifelong activist and is alive and well at sixty-six years old.

Friday, February 26, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/26/21

Minnie Riperton(1947-1979)

Born in 1947, Riperton grew up musically inclined. She studied music, drama and dance as a child and in her teens was the lead singer for the Chicago girl group, The Gems. Riperton was a backup sing for many artists such as Etta James, Fontella Bass, Ramsey Lewis, etc. She also sang for Rotary Connection for four years and in 1969 they performed at a Catholic Rock Mass. The height of her career was reached with her number one single, Lovin' You, the last release from her 1974 gold album, Perfect Angel. She quickly became famous for her whopping five and a half octave vocal range. In 1976, Riperton was diagnosed with breast cancer and originally given six months to live. During this time, she continued to record and tour and went public about her diagnosis, being one of the first celebrities to do so. In 1977, she became a spokeswoman for the American Cancer Society. In 1978, President Carter presented to her the American Cancer Society's Courage Award. In 1979, Riperton died of cancer at age 31.

Thursday, February 25, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/25/21

Marsha P. Johnson(1945 -1992)

Born in, 1945, Johnson legally changed her name to Marsha in 1966 when she moved to New York City. Being black, gay, transgender, and poor, Marsha was very familiarized with being marginalized and dedicated her life to helping young people like her. Every now and again she would revert to the male persona of Malcolm Michaels--this served as a painfully obvious reminder to herself and those around her that she was happiest and healthiest living as Marsha. She wished to then help youth who experienced this and simply wanted to live comfortably as well. In 1969, Johnson and a few others were key figures in resisting the Stonewall Bar Raid. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, another key figure, founded STAR(Street Transvestite Action Revolutionaries) to help homeless LGBTQ individuals, especially the youth. Johnsons was also heavily involved in the GLF(Gay Liberation Front) and the following pride marches that started up in the 1970s. As a drag queen and just a naturally outgoing person, Johnson's outfits were often extravagant and bright. These drew the attention of Andy Warhol who photographed and immortalized her in 1975. In 1992, at age 46, her body was found in the Hudson River. It was written off as a suicide, but those close to Johnson claimed she had not been suicidal and the whole situation was heavily underreported. Still, no formal criminal investigation has been held. A monument is being built in her honor in Elizabeth, New York.

Wednesday, February 24, 2021

Freedom

Born in the Land of the Rising Sun,
raised in the Land of the Free.

I once thought that 14 changed everything.

That petalite and andalusite are both precious gems

that the Law of the Free was ready to defend.

Tell me why despite 14’s existence,

Black Codes persisted,

segregation thrived.

They did everything in and out of their right

to make sure that people like me forgot they were the Free.

But we never forgot.

Protest after protest after protest.

Riot after outrage after rebellion.

We lost millions of innocent lives

in the name of wanting to survive

When the Free says “I have a dream,” they deserve success.

When the Free says “Nah” that isn’t the time to arrest.

We’ve been used as bait and have been beaten.

Hosed down and shackled up just for existing.

Pepper sprayed and handcuffed for being inconvenient.

Systems have been put in place to put us in lesser positions.

They’ve trickled down and are affecting

the present day more than some are admitting.

And as if to salt the wound,

the number of brave souls whose names were lost--

were marginalized and spat on.

In the Land of the Free, there is no rest.

Too many loopholes to keep them oppressed.

The Law of the Free

never cared for the Free.

But the Free do not relent, they never have.

For centuries, scholars, innovators, regular people

have stood up on soapboxes and shouted,

“We will be free.”

And whether the Land or the Law knows it,

we know it.

13, 14, 15

Brown v. Board of Education

Civil Rights Act, Crown Act

Slowly but surely, the Free are declaring their freedom.

The Free are claiming their god-given right to exist in peace.

The Free reminds me that when I see a person who looks just like me

being denied freedom on national T.V.

It is the Law that is wrong.

So despite being born in the Land of the Rising Sun,

I can grow up in the Land of the Free.

And Chukwu tells me that my andalusite skin shines as bright as anyone else’s.

My features and my culture are as valid

and are as embraceable as anyone else’s.

And there is strife in this world, yes.

There is injustice, there is pain, there are things the Law must do,

that the Law has decided not to.

The Land of the Free moves slowly, but it moves,

and when it wants to relapse, the Free scream for the truth.

And that’s what they will continue to do until serenity is achieved.

And if that turns out to be never then so be it,

but the Free will be free.

We’ve come so far in a few centuries,

in a few more, imagine how much farther we could be.

~~~

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/24/21

Maria P. Williams(Unknown - Unknown)

Williams lived in Kansas City, Missouri, her birthdate is unknown. In My Work and Public Sentiment, published in 1916, Williams details her social services and activism. In 1922, she was confirmed to be a "lecturer" of the Good Citizens League. In 1923, the Chicago Defender confirmed that her husband Jesse L. Williams, the president of The Western Film Producing Company and Booking Exchange of Motion pictures. Williams was the secretary and treasury of this department. It was this year, 1923, that she acted, filmed, produced, and distributed her own movie The Films of Wrath. This is what she is known for. Her death date is unknown.

Tuesday, February 23, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/23/21

Jane Bolin(1908-2007)
Born in 1908, Bolin was a fantastic student, graduated high school in her mid-twenties. Despite all racial barriers, Bolin earned her law degree from Yale Law School in 1931, at just 23. Bolin was the first African American woman to ever graduate from there. She worked at her father's practice for a bit before marrying and moving to New York City in 1933. There, she became the first African American woman to hold the position of assistant corporate counsel of New York. In 1939, at age 39, Bolin was called to appear before Mayor Fiorella La Guardia, who would swear her in as the first African American judge. She would serve for 30 years, actively working to care for and decrease crime in youth and dismantle segregationist policies. Bolin headed boards such as the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People and the New York Urban League. In retirement, she volunteered to help out schools and died at the age of 98. In 2011, a biography on Bolin's life came out, Daughter of the Empire State: The Life of Judge Jane Boline, written by Jacqueline A. Mcleod.

Monday, February 22, 2021

Toxic Positivity

Something I really appreciate in the modern era we're living in is the increased awareness about mental illness and the pushing of normalizing comforting people instead of shouting "toughen up." Because too often people value perceived strength over internal peace and a healthy mindset.

However, with the rise of a focus on genuine happiness, you get people making being happy their whole niche. You get "good vibes only" and "be happy" and "only positivity" completely missing the point of emotional health. Now, I want to be clear that there is a certain online aesthetic that fits this description. But I'm talking more of people who believe that downplaying pain will make it better. Of course, too much negativity will affect you and worsen your situation. But not allowing a person to feel negativity at all--especially their own negativity--prevents them from developing a healthy relationship with it.

When you tell someone "you'll get over it" or "it could be worse" it's likely that all you're doing is telling them that their pain isn't valid and isn't worth stressing over. Which isn't fair to that person. Their emotions are their emotions and as a human looking at another human in pain, we should comfort them and help them.

I personally feel as though a good amount of the world's problems would be fixed if everyone received a genuine space to talk. Of course, with the state the world is in, a lot of those people would need to be taught how to use them. But once they learn, they would have a much healthier emotional outlet. It would be easier to identify poor mindsets and mental disorders earlier on if we let people harmlessly express their raw emotions. The onset of mental illness could be caught earlier on and people would receive the help needed and wouldn't need to spiral alone if society just made it clearer that talking is okay.

Toxic positivity also gives rise to masking mental illness. People feeling as tho problems can and should be solved by just smiling. "Just be happy." "Stop complaining." If we allowed people to be sad, tired, disgusted, mad, frustrated, etc., we would have an easier time identifying our own emotions and dealing with them.

I've noticed with myself that that "positive" voice in my head--all it does is wear me down. It beats into my soul and makes me feel bad for feeling anything else. It's when I ignore it and let myself feel--cry, vent, sleep--that I start to feel released and more hopeful about life.

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Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/22/21

Mae Jemison(1956 - Present Day)

Born in 1956, Jemison grew up with a love for the sciences. In high school, she decided to pursue biomedical engineering and graduated with a National Merit Award scholarship. She was the head of the Black Student Union while studying in Stanford and served in a Cambodian refugee camp while studying at Cornell Medical College. Jemison then worked as a general practitioner then spent two years as a medical Peace Corps officer in Sierra Leone and Liberia. In 1985, Jemison applied to NASA's astronaut program. In 1987, Jemison became the first African American woman to be admitted and after a year became the first African American female astronaut. In 1992, Jemison flew off to space aboard the Endeavor. She spent days in orbit, conducting several experiments. She has received several honors such as the 1988 Essence Science and Technology Award, the Ebony Black Award, several honorary doctorates, and many more. In 1993, Jemison left NASA and moved on to teaching. Today, Jemison runs the Jemison Group, an organization dedicated to improving African healthcare.

Saturday, February 20, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/20/21

Marian Anderson(1902 - 1993)
Born in 1902, Anderson displayed great vocal talents from childhood, often performing in her Union Baptist Church choir. At 19, members of her church raised money to send her to Giuseppe Boghetti's music school for a year, but then he offered Anderson another year of free lessons. In 1925, Anderson entered a competition and won first prize to sing at New York City's Lewisohn Stadium. This kicked off her career and Anderson went on to appear in symphonies, Southern black colleges and did a few tours in Europe with monarchs present sometimes. She was still barred off from many opportunities here in the U.S. due to her race. After touring South America, she tried to sing for Daughters of the American Revolution and was denied for her skin. Eleanor Roosevelt caught wind and organized for her to sing at the Lincoln Memorial on Easter Sunday. She went on to be the first African American to perform in the Metropolitan Opera and her autobiography, My Lord, What a Morning, was published in 1957. In 1958, Anderson was declared a goodwill ambassador for the United States and in 1963, President Johnson awarded her the Presidential Medal of Freedom. In 1986 she received a Grammy Award.

Friday, February 19, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/19/21

Alice Coachman(1923 - 2014)

Born in 1923, Coachman grew up in Georgia, reliant on herself and personal support to develop her athletic abilities since segregation kept her out of quality training facilities. She excelled in the high jump and in 1939, broke the Amateur Athletic Union (AAU) high school and college women's high jump records while barefoot. Coachman won 25 AAU outdoor and indoor awards and competed for Tuskegee and Albany State. In the 1948 Olympics, Coachman cleared a 5'6 jump on her first go, making her the first African American woman to win an Olympic gold medal. President Truman congratulated her and Albany celebrated with an Alice Coachman Day.

Thursday, February 18, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/18/21

Ethel Waters(1896 - 1977)

Born in 1896, on Halloween, Waters grew up poor and was married off by age 12. She left about 4 years in and became a Philidelphia hotel maid. On her 17th birthday, she sang for a nightclub on Juniper Street and won a competition that landed her an opportunity to sing at Baltimore's Lincoln Theatre. In 1919, she moved to New York City and made her nightclub performances more widespread. In 1921, Waters became the fifth African American woman to ever make a record. In 1925, Dinah became a hit and Waters toured with the Black Swan Dance Masters. In 1933, Waters appeared in an integrated Broadway show, As Thousands Cheer, becoming the first African American to ever do so. At the same time, she was also performing in Jack Denny & His Orchestra, making her the highest-paid Broadway performer at the time. In 1939, The Ethel Waters Show started showing on NBC, the first time an African American would star in their own show. Waters wrote an autobiography, His Eye Is On The Sparrow, in 1951, a bestseller and currently a classic read. She would continue to star in shows throughout the 1950s.

Wednesday, February 17, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/17/21

Robert Sengstacke Abbott (1870 - 1940)

Born in 1870, Abbott's grandparents had been slaves and his father, Abbott, died when he was young. It was from his step father that he received his second surname, Sengstacke. Abbott graduated from Chicago's Kent College of Law in 1898, but was racial barriers kept him from practicing. So instead, he started the Chicago Defender Newspaper. It became a literary home for African American discussions, issues, and art. Gwendolyn Brooks, Willard Motley, and Langston Huges all featured on there and the newspaper advocated for the betterment of African Americans through migration, shining light on injustice and encouraged unapologetic blackness. Abbott died in 1940 in the Robert S. Abbott home, what is now a historical landmark.

Forgot - Poem Prompt

"Sorry, I forgot."

I'm not mad at you for it, truly.

I understand a failing memory.

It never wants to work properly,

important dates always slipping--

I get it.

But when I ask you to be there for me--

when I ask you to be here with me--

when I'm expecting you to reach out your arm

and lend me a hand.

Can't you put a little bit more effort in?

"I'll remember next time."

No, no you won't.

And I'm sorry if that comes off as cynical,

but when I'm in need of something critical,

I'm not gonna turn to someone

who can't be bothered to even properly cancel.

When you can't look me in my eye

and tell me why you can't show up for me,

I won't turn around and ask you to

when I can't afford you not to.

~~~

Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Love

Well, Valentine's Day was this past Sunday. And I have to admit, my entire weekend was shit. It felt as if nothing was going the way I wanted. Sunday was Valentine's, Monday I had a day off from school, and this morning was a 2-hr delay. I expected it to be heavenly. But...fate had other plans. Now, the details are fairly personal so I won't get into that, but it did make me think about love and my definition of it.

I was unable to really do anything this year. I had a person and I did make a small post about him. But I couldn't meet him, send/receive anything, or even post any together pictures because we don't have any. Yeah... in the past I used to worry about the authenticity of the relationship. There are no gifts, no extravagant dinners, no special nights out. But with time, I'm realizing it's not the end of the world.

I know, I know, love is not just material goods, yadda yadda. But being with him, and other people who I love, just solidifies that more. Just talking, casual happy conversation just makes me feel so happy. Laughter, smiles, just being there with each other is so nice.

This isn't an analysis, just a reminder to treasure every second you have with that someone--with anyone. Because remembering that would've made Sunday so much more enjoyable for me. Anyways, stay safe and loved.

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Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/16/21

Jesse Owens(1913 - 1980)

Born in 1913, Owens was born James Cleveland Owens. He started out a sickly kid working as the son of a sharecropper in Arizona. But when his family moved to Ohio at the age of 9, Owens experience a much faster-paced world in which he began to be recognized for his track ability. In high school and Ohio University, he set many records and in 1935, Owens made history by breaking 5 world records. In the 1936 Berlin Olympic Games, Owens won 4 medals and broke 2 Olympic records, disproving Hitler's theory of Aryan superiority. Following, Owens settled down and set up a business for himself. In 1976, President Ford awarded him the Presidential Medal of Freedom. In 1980, Ownes died of lung cancer.

Monday, February 15, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/15/21

Gwendolyn Brooks (1917-2000)

Born in 1917, Brooks graduated from Wilson Junior College. Her earliest poems were featured in the Chicago Defender. Her first published collection(1945) was A Street Bronzville. Brooks became the first African American poet to win the Pulitzer Prize in 1950 for Annie Allen. In 1968, Brooks was named the poet laureate of Illinois. A majority of her poems were written about the African American experience. Brooks came out with a novel, Maud Martha in 1953 and The Bean Eaters 1960. In 1972 she came out with an autobiography Report From Part One. In 1989, Brooks received a lifetime achievement award from the National Endowment. She spent the last ten years of her life as an English professor at Chicago State University

Saturday, February 13, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/13/21

Dorothy Height

Born in 1912, Height graduated from Columbia University and began her civil rights activist career by 25. She was president of the National Council of Negro Women for 40 years, and through it set up several programs to help out African Americans in the South. She famously viewed gender equality and racial equality as issues to be solved together. Height won several orator prizes and facilitated dialogue between white and black women to bring us together. She even helped organize the March on Washington. In 2004, Height was granted the Congressional Gold Medal and passed away in 2010.

Friday, February 12, 2021

Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/12/21

Annie Lee Cooper (1910 - 2010)

Born in 1910 to an extremely segregated Selma, Cooper grew up barely even knowing black Americans could vote. Selma fought against civil rights to the point it almost looked like slavery. It was when she moved to Kentucky at 14 to be with her sick sister that Cooper saw black Americans exercising this right. She moved back to Selma in the 1960s to care for her sick mother, coming face to face with harsh discrimination once more. The Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee came to Selma around the same time and started urging black citizens to fight for their voting right. Cooper participated in grueling demonstrations, even losing her job for it, and is known for punching Jim Clark after he poked her neck with his baton. Jim Clark was notorious for aggressively, sometimes violently, resisting civil rights movements. Cooper remained active and was a key role in the passing of the Civil Rights Act. In June 2010, she celebrated her 100th birthday and died later on that year.

Thursday, February 11, 2021

Shows/Movie Review - Loop

Loop is a 9-minute animated short film produced by Pixar Animation Studios. It was directed and written by Erica Wilson, who also wrote for Inside Out. Loop was released on January 10, 2020, featuring a nonverbal autistic character, Renée who was voiced by Madison Bandy, a nonverbal autistic teen. To read more about inside the making and the inspiration, click here. The plot is comprised of a nonverbal teen, Renée, and a verbal teen, Marcus being put in one canoe and learning how to communicate.

Now, I myself am not autistic and don't have much experience around those who are. So I won't critique the movie. Instead, I will say that it did a wonderful job of humanizing minorities. Renée was a young, autistic, girl of color--not often found in the media. And the short did a great job of putting you in both her head and Marcus' head. It showed Renée's sensory overload and why she had a meltdown and it showed Marcus' struggles and him gradually giving her the space and comfort she needed.

It was a nice change of pace compared to the current climate. Here, I'm referring to the lack of awareness about autism and how many people still refuse to learn. For example, Music. Going off of the trailers and teasers I've seen, it featured a dangerous hold to use during an autistic meltdown. Autistic children have quite literally died from it and it is still promoted in various areas globally. Autism is severely misunderstood and children growing up with it are misjudged and even abused. More info on it here. Basic human rights aren't being met for too many autistic people and as a people, we need to change our hearts and make room for every human.

This is exactly what Loop does. It's an aesthetically pleasing way of opening up people's minds to something new. Only 1% of the world is autistic, so it's possible that ignorance is coming from a lack of experience. Positive media representation like this needs to be boosted so that autistic people can be accommodated and welcomed into all spaces.

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Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/11/21

James Armistead Lafayette (1748 - 1830)

Born in 1748, Armistead was raised in slavery in New Kent, Virginia. In 1781, Armistead joined the Revolutionary War in the Continental Army under Marquis de Lafayette. Armistead posed as a runaway slave hired by the British to infiltrate British General Charles Cornwallis' headquarters. Benedict Arnold, a turncoat soldier, helped Armistead learn more about the British and helped him return to America undetected. Armistead was now free to travel back and forth between American and British soldiers and helped stopped 10,000 British reinforcements. This was a major aide in Lafayette's and Washington's in Yorktown, leading to the British defeat. However, Armistead was not eligible for emancipation under the Act of 1783 for slave-soldiers because he counted as a "slave-spy." He sent a petition to the Virginia General Assembly and Marquis de Lafayette helped by writing a recommendation for his freedom. In 1787, Armistead was freed and as a thank you to Lafayette, he adopted his surname. James Armistead Lafayette moved a few miles away, bought a few acres of land, and started a family. He farmed until his death in 1830.

Wednesday, February 10, 2021

Poem Prompts - Roots

As time goes on, it's easy to only look forward.

To keep your eyes, feet, goals--all forward.

I tend to only think about what I could one day do.

I focus my everything on just going.

I write in my planner every single day

what needs to be done, what will happen.

But sometimes, it's essential to flip back

a few days--

a few months--

years, even.

Serenity is found in knowing the past.

In knowing your struggles--your people's struggles.

When you learn about what came before you,

you discover the stepping stones of you.

Culture--what a strange concept.

It's so adaptable, redefining itself at the turn of every century.

Yet its roots are our roots.

They connect us to Ala and keep us grounded.

Remind us of where we came from.

Who we came from. What we are.

When you keep the culture, you have a steady backing to fall on.

This busy life, it sucks you in, it really does, but it's too much.

Humans weren't meant to be so overburdened.

And when you do eventually step back. What do you step back to?

Your roots.

Your culture.

You.

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Black History Month - Erased Heroes 2/10/21

Claudette Colvin (1939 - Present Day)

Born in 1939 in Montgomery, Alabama, Colvin grew up in a poor, heavily segregated Alabama. She knew firsthand the injustices of the world and quickly grew fed up with it. Day after day, Colvin relied on the city bus to get to school and back. On her way home, March 2, 1955, a few white passengers had boarded and the bus driver told her and three others to get up, despite there being other available seats. Colvin refused to get up, resulting in an arrest by two aggressive police officers. The African American community was outraged and fought for her--but she was largely swept under the rug because she didn't have "good hair" or "good skin." Also, she later became pregnant as a teenager. However, she and 3 other women teamed up in Browder v. Gayle, declaring the unconstitutionality of Montgomery's segregation.

Tuesday, February 9, 2021

Stress

I had a conversation with a friend the other day. We were both realizing how quickly our childhoods were coming to a close. For anyone who follows my Instagram, I uploaded a few Sweet 16 pictures not too long ago. And while it was nice and dandy just celebrating, it's now a mad dash to adulthood. SAT, ACT, internships, scholarships, volunteer hours, clubs, homework, GPA, etc. And especially with covid robbing me of a normal high school experience, it feels like my teenage years are already gone.

But even before then, high schoolers were already stressed. It feels like all these adults forgot what it's like to be a teenager and while trying to push us to be ourselves, they wind up just pushing us over. Too many people expect so much more from us. I was helping my younger siblings with their homework and was honestly shocked at the difficulty level. The life of a child is progressively getting more and more difficult and too few people are willing to acknowledge it.

They're bringing college info sessions into middle school classrooms, creating selective high schools, making college classes available to younger and younger students, etc. And while this may seem like a good thing on paper, there needs to be a line. The more "opportunities" you open up, the more you push for us to do extra. When you start putting fourteen- and fifteen-year-olds in college-level courses, it becomes almost shameful to not take at least one by the end of high school. And when so many students are pushed into these positions, the students who genuinely just enjoy high school get punished for it.

Why can't I just relax once school is done? Why do I have to volunteer over the weekends? Why is it seen as good for children--because we're talking about 18 and younger here--to just pile extra responsibilities onto themselves?

And this pandemic especially has shown me how obsessed the system is with producing "productive members to society" rather than let us live our lives. Covid and mental illness seem to be going hand-in-hand with so many people of all ages struggling to cope. Yet, students everywhere have been expected to work as normal. Harder even, if you asked my personal opinion. The most support I've received is from other students. Other students are the ones creating support groups, support lines, support shows, etc. And it kills me because I know that they're taking time out of their own depression-ridden days to provide the help that the adults in our lives are failing to give.

Sigh. I know I'm being very critical. I know this is probably just the stress and the hurt talking. But holy damn, I just want...a week. A week off. To breathe. To relax. To just rejuvenate myself. Because in less than two years, I'll be a real adult in the real adult world. If I can rest now, then when?

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