https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3z_Uxab_wE&feature=youtu.be

One challenge on this video was doing the voiceover and how to align it with some specific parts of the video. Sometimes I got really lucky and it would just fit in. Because we already filmed everything, I couldn’t film it the way I would have done it which is why I just went with it. Making this video really helped me in understanding transpiration as at first I didn’t really get it. I would prefer making videos such as this compared to completing worksheets and teacher discussions as it is mostly independant and you get a visual of how it actually works in your own understanding. Unlike worksheets where they are very restrictive of what you do.

Speech: Today we will be talking about transportation in plants. Transportation is the process where water evaporates from the leaves, causing water to be drawn up through the roots. There are two types of transport tissue, called the xylem and the phloem. Xylem transports water and solutes from the roots to the leaves, and phloem transports food from the leaves to the rest of the plant.

The xylem structure has columns of dead cells and forms a tube or passageway for the water and solutes. Water evaporates from the spongy mesophyll inside the leaf to the palisade cells, and then water diffuses outside of the leaf. As the water diffuses, it creates a constant movement of the water through the spongy mesophyll to the outside of the leaf.

From what Eva Wiseman was stating in her post, I have some realisation and deep personal connections that make me question my actions a lot more than I ever have before. I also experienced a situation that could have possibly ended up me becoming vegetarian. Being a meat lover, my father decided to see a show on netflix about meat, we for a long time thought that we could never change his mind, just like the rest of the family, but him watching that show fully changed his view on things and instead of trying to become vegetarian, he became vegan. Loving meat as much as my dad does, I was asked to watch it with him, but I refused everyday, knowing that I am not mentally stronger than my dad and I would never touch or eat something that I love so much. That realisation for me shows how much denial of true facts I am facing everyday. I  am intentionally doing wrong action and being unethical to myself, lying straight up. But I still continue doing those things, and being a lot more closed minded and scared of change than I thought. I although never say that I am a energy saver or I do good for the environment, because I just simple do not do so. I purposefully take long showers, eat unhealthy things because of simple wants, over needs. I am unethical in most cases, and I do understand that I am biased in every action I make.

To what extent is the knowledge we employ to justify ethical decisions influenced by culture and emotion?

From generation to generation, we build up our family history and bring up our own individual culture. Our emotions are determined moslty by our past exspirience’s and how we were brough up(culture). But if you would be put into a critical situation in which you have a matter of seconds to make a choice, you will not count on your emotions, because so much presure is put on you, intead, you will try and think of simular dessisions that people from your past might have made that were succecful. But the range of those influential people are limited because they are usually either from your race/ country/ time period. The extent of the knowledge we employ to justify ethical decisions influenced by culture is very high and but is sometimes mostly based on the situation you are in. If the time period you have to think of a solution to a problem is longer, you will have more time to get an emotional aspect of it. On the other hand, if the time period is short, your will have a critical mindset and usually the truth comes when a person is put under pressure.

I am Vicky and I am17 years old. My father is from Finland and Sweden, my mom from Russia, Saint Petersburg (Leningrad if you will). I was born in Finland, Helsinki (like my little brother and older sister) and right after my mom was ready to leave the  hospital I flew to Russia. I say that I am Finnish both Swedish, which I am but I speak only swedish and Russian and I am closer to both the cultures) I went to preschool there, I was 2 and a half years old, the youngest of all the kids there. When my sister was ready to go to school, my dad decided to go back to Finland, to receive a better education since there was no international schools in Petersburg. I went to the International school of Helsinki, where I was properly bullied for being blond, fat and always having a different opinion than others  until one day it all changed. My dad decided to move to Singapore only because there was a school that will allow me to have more opportunities in the future. At that point I didn’t care where to go, but to escape all the bullies and mean people in my life, most of my free time would be with family which I was and am close to.  We move to Singapore, and I go to school. I decide to myself that I need to take my weight under control due to others laughing, I did sports before, but not as frequently. I started swimming 5 times a week and one monday morning before school, I danced, played basketball, volleyball, tap dancing and fencing. Looking back at the pictures of me, I don’t understand why I was so ashamed of being that size, I was never big, but chubby cheeks and my posture made me look that way. I am happy that I did start doing sports, but what I took away was to never listen to others mean criticism and not let yourself down. On the first day of school I found a single friend and stuck only with her till grade 6, didn’t even try to meet other people due to the fear of getting bullied again. Then she left. Of course I was crying and was sad, but grade 7 changed me. Sounds cheezy but I found new people and a guy best friend that was new for me, by the end of the year I knew everyone in the grade. Through the years of middle school I was trying to break the stereotype of dumb blonds and having to love pink if you’re a girl. I never wore skirts or pink because I didn’t like it. Going into highschool I thought to myself that I should give skirts a try, which I liked, not because everyone else was wearing one, but because I liked it. I started being friends with different genders which helped shape me as a person. My ability to speak more than three languages opened me up to many things and people that I thought I would never meet.