Grade 10

Synthesis Essay- All For Power

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Reflection

I think that one thing that I did good on is the way that I decided to place my paragraphs. In my previous writing, my paragraphs were always messy and I didn’t really know how to place my ideas in an understandable order. But this time, I think that my order of my ideas made more sense. With this essay, I also think that my grammar had improved from our grammar exercises that we have done in class. One thing that I’d like to work on is the consistency of my ideas. I want to be able to write points without jumping back and forth between two ideas.

Spoken Word: Are you a Cyborg? + Reflection

Are You a Cyborg?- Spoken Word from Aileen K on Vimeo.

 

 

Text (This is what I was supposed to say):

Let me ask you a question.

Are you a cyborg?

I mean,
the obvious answer is no.

Being all flesh and bone,
Prone to illness and disease.

Cyborgs are like robots,
Using grease and grime,
Oil as dark as obsidian.

Their emotions not displayed,
Their humanity is almost erased.
They have digital numbers flowing through their veins-

How long until our society can progress
so we can become cyborgs?

Is it when we fail to compute
the increase in emotional instability?

Is it when we must take down the
half lives of the people that remain with brute force?

Or is it when we stop
Tearing down forests to grow avocados-
because we don’t need them anymore.

 

Is it today?
I mean when paper is slowly dying.
Right next to the trees.

When your messages to me
come in digitally.

Is that what it takes?
To try to confront a generation
that is being blamed for the mistake?

For links to link together into
chains.
Chains that imprison me from-
Reality.

I mean,
I’m sorry I don’t have a phone,
I’m sorry for taking you back to 1972 because
I can only communicate by email-

Or if you want to telephone my home phone that’s fine to.

When will your venom take me?
Destroy me?
Digitalize me?

Will I have digital numbers flowing through my veins?

 

What does it take to be a cyborg?

 

Is it as simple as embedding an SD card into my wrist?
Or do I have to lose my human decisions and emotions?

Sometimes I think that we can all be cyborgs,
We believe in what we see.

Whatever they tell us on the internet-
Whatever they embed into our train of thought-

Before the train gets derailed
Stolen-
Hacked.

Maybe in the future,
the world will no longer pixelate before me.

Maybe we could get glasses in high resolution,
Maybe even in 10k.

Will we be cyborgs by then?

I could be forced to pump out
the never ending red ink
that flows inside of me.

What enables me to write.

Only to choke down on the silicon green
of your digital world.

I do not understand the words you type.
I do not understand the words you say.
They all just sound the same.

The world that we no longer pity ourselves upon,
as we would have everything we need.

Maybe I’ll realize when my tears
Are as cold as the metal that engulfs me.
Digitalize me.

Will I be a cyborg then?

Are we soon going to be
empty packages of flesh?

The brain being replaced by a computer.
Processing thoughts faster than electricity.

No immediate thought.
Calculation.

No emotions to get in our way.
No hunger.
No poverty.
No content.

Are you a cyborg?

Because I have digital numbers flowing through my veins.

Two things I did well:

I think that in my spoken word this year, I was able to get the right amount of time in. Usually i’m just trying to make it past the minimum time. But, this year I was able to come up with so many ideas, I had to try to fit them into the the amount of time that I was given. I also think that I’ve gotten better at presenting in front of others and not being as nervous and anxious as I usually was. I have learned how to cope with my nervousness and to continue on with my presentation without thinking about what other people are thinking about me.

 

Two thinks to improve:

For next year, I want to be able to have a more secure topic. This year, I had many topics and I kind of shoved them all into one spoken word. It worked out, but for next year, I want to have more concrete ideas in my writing process. Be able to know what I’m doing and not mash things together and hope that it sounds good. I also still want to improve my speech when I present before others. I know that I have progressed already compared to last year, but I think that I want to be able to reach a stage to when I am able to present and be confident and comfortable with what I presenting.

Narrative Essay

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Boundary Bay

Reflection:

For me, one thing that I am proud about in my narrative essay is learning how to use the rule of threes. Before, I didn’t know anything about the rule of threes, and wasn’t very good at using that rule when I tried. But slowly, I was able to understand it more and now I am able to use it in my own writing! Another accomplishment is being able to use quotations properly. I had already known how to use them before, but now I am able to be confident that my work is proper. One thing that I’ll like to improve on is my ability to write my ideas down on paper and have it make sense. Because of this, there  are usually unfinished thoughts on my work that I forgot to complete. So, I would like to work more on my writing abilities. In the end, I think that I did an okay job on my Narrative Essay.

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Dystopian Mini Project

In this picture, it shows a world of people living in a snow globe called Automotto. There’s a fence that separates the people who live there and the factories with people whom are not as powerful or smart as the others. The government (people with the hats) are controlling the people inside and outside of the fences. People are being convinced to do things by the signs and the mascot/car. Inside the fences people are punished from being who they are (beliefs, identity, etc.). I wanted this picture to show how a dystopian world is sealed off from the outer world to maintain it’s ‘peace’. Also, even though you’re inside, you’re being controlled. So there’s the government controlling inside and whoever is controlling the whole snow globe.

Human Condition Paragraph

In Alike by Daniel Martínez Lara and Rafa Cano Méndez, a father and a son are in a world that has no imagination. Everyday the two get ready for school and work, filling their bags up with books and papers. Everyone in the outside world is grey and show no emotion, while the father is coloured blue and the son is orange. Everyday when they walk to work and school, they pass a garden in the middle of the city that has a large orange tree. There’s a man there that is also coloured, and he plays the violin for everyone that passes. At school, the children all learn how to write their ABC’s neatly, while the son has a wild imagination and likes to draw pictures. Everyday at work, the father loses his colour as he’s being dragged into the status-quo of everyone else. As the video progresses, the son, slowly loses his imagination and colour and is unable to return his father’s colour. The following day to solve the problem, the father suggests that they go listen to the violinist. When they get there, they realize that he’s no longer there. As a final attempt, the father walks under the tree and makes the motions as if he’s the one playing the violin. This pleases the son and they both get their colours back. This video shows that in life, we all need to have an imagination and be able to find the things in life that makes us happy. We need to be able to explore what we enjoy and be able to break out of the status-quo. 

1.2 L’immigration chinoise et la perspective historique

C’est l’enregistrement de Aleana et moi. Aleana était un parent qui était pour la ségrégation des écoles pour les élèves Sino-Canadiens et j’étais un professeur qui ne voulait pas qui les élèves sont séparés.

Dans le deuxième enregistrement, Aleana était une membre du Conseil Scholaire qui voulait la ségrégation et j’étais un élève Sino-Canadien qui pensait que ce n’était pas juste.