Deborah Emmanuel and Being the Hippie Who Accidentally Swore

I absolutely loved her. Many people think that she was maybe too much or that her way of expression, whether it be right away or after some thinking, was not in their lane. As a part of the audience, I believed that Deborah Emmanuel was amazing in the way she could express herself and in the way she told her story. I know I don’t count as much but to me, that seemed like the bravest thing that anyone could do, especially with a story so personal. She turned to her strengths in the times that she was weakest and in so made them stronger, herself stronger. Being someone who aspires to express themselves in a sense that makes sense and in a way that is genuine to everyone affected, I reached out to her. I really think that it speaks to the person I feel that she is as I spoke to her for two seconds and choked on tears. EMOTIONS! woah.

Robyne Hayes and Her Trade of Photography That You Can’t Exchange

In Robyne Hayes’ presentation, I feel as if she impacted my view of storytelling the most as she showed us how perspectives matter. Of course, I knew this before but her version of perspectives seem entirely different. Her story consisted of her helping the less fortunate, specifically girls stuck in a marriage having such little voice, and the perspectives in which her team and herself had in starting out the project differed throughout. Robyne Hayes had told us about how she gave those girls, and in some cases guys, cameras to tell their story. This was pretty symbolic to me because she, maybe unwittingly, gave the girls whose voices were never important enough to be heard, a means to write a story without words.

Chetan Bhagat and His Philosophy to be a Cockroach

This speech was a whole other world compared to Steve Dawson. Chetan Bhagat saw us as the type of audience that needed a bit more entertaining, or so at least that’s what we received. It wasn’t a better way to present but it was a better method to appeal to the audience, and I believe it has become his character to entertain in such a manner. The steps in which he told us about how he achieves change is to primarily entertain and then once you get the following, divert their attention and their loyalty towards you to a cause greater than the both of you. His goal to make a sense of change is one seemingly very dear to him as he said “If there is no change, then what’s the point?” But there are many obstacles and he provided a means of overcoming these. One must be a cockroach. Adaptable and resilient, the small creatures where around from the years of the dinosaurs, proving that the bigger you are doesn’t mean the better in every way. He wants to “change with the times” in order to get his message across a range of different people, and so with that, he defines two types of winners. One type is the one that wins within a game, a game pre-created by another person, and the other that wins the game by changing it, for the better and to benefit more people. Personally, I change the game to benefit myself because I’m a sore loser, but I understand the implementations of the situation. He leaves saying “Nobody should be scared of their own identity,” and this presents when he tells of critics and those who will want to oppose you.

Steve Dawson and his Law of Not SCHMOOZING

I really didn’t know who Steve Dawson was before he showed and so I didn’t expect much. He talked about Interviewing Techniques: 5 maxims for Great Answers and they were explained to a depth in which makes sense. Some of these techniques were obvious enough, but he explained why they were needed and to what extent they could alter an interview. It wasn’t all to meaningful to be completely honest, but it was a helpful guide to being professional.

found footage

I just came in for another day at work, my red apron on, hair up, and sorting out all the new foods that came in last nights shipping, making them nice and tidy. The Boss behind the counter, counting yesterdays earnings. I don’t know his name, strange right? We never seem to talk anyways so it’s all well. The store felt like peace, whatever that means.

And then He comes in.

An old employee, a fired old employee, with company.

Here to cause a scene I see.. I think to myself.

As I suspected, he’d come for his beloved cigarettes. After all, that’s what he was fired for, smoking on the job. I know that doesn’t seem like a big deal but it wasn’t just one or two breaks, or even three. It was the entire time. Smoking inside the store.

And here he is now.

Here to…

He grabs a box of them from in counter. I had just walked across the store to get more boxes to unpack and now, I’m in the middle of Italy, more like a bystander. One guy senses the tension in the situation in and runs off with some chocolates as the cigarettes are being passed to a third guy behind mr former employee. Grabbing more boxes of cigarettes, he’s in the Boss. The third guy runs off with his box as mr unemployed holds his gaze like a snake charmer then tactically breaks it. The Boss, out of his trance, runs after him before he gets out the store, only to get pushed into the nearest stand as his cigarettes run off. He tries running out after the villains but gives up before the door even has a chance to close. Choosing to take a more reasonable revenge. Boss calls to file in this ruckus.

English short stories


It would be challenging for those who hadn’t read many short or shortest stories yet and me at first, it would be hard to express oneself in a mere six words. There’s so many things we want to say but not a lot at the same time.


As we float, we sink further. -Jack

This could be interpreted in the sense of success over failure or gaining over losing. I think of it as what one had to sacrifice to become where the person is today. A simple example could be if you’re in debt and you live a lavish lifestyle and thats the front cover of the book that is you, you seem successful. Yet if you continue this path you lose internally and by anyone else’s concern you’re rich.


Smelled perfume on my husband’s collar, loved the scent, i’ll buy it in the shops next time. #lessismore


 My grandma looked at herself in the mirror, then asked, “Jacob, do you think I look old?” The six year old me then replied, “not old, just ugly.” I didn’t know about karma. Now, taxi drivers tell me, “emm, no can be model,” and, ”are you in sixth grade?”

Dude, I’m in high school.


LAYER FOUR: how language includes or excludes; represents or misrepresents. (Fry’s Planet Word)

LANGUAGE: the base of communication, as well as miscommunication. When you hear someone speak a language, that you know of, which isn’t the majority of what is spoken in whatever situation you’re in, you automatically feel a connection, even if the other person doesn’t feel it, yet. Contrarily, if you hear something foreign to you, even if it’s what’s most commonly spoken around you, you feel left out, excluded.

There were points aforementioned in the video where examples of traditions, simple commands, or jokes in conversations would not be able to be conveyed exactly, even through simple translation. In such situations, you see where you stand, whether you’re included or excluded in said conversations, maybe you understand it, but don’t understand because you’re not native. In any event, one shouldn’t worry too much because you probably have some “inside jokes” yourself. The Basque language is one of both inclusive and exclusive because it seems to be in between the French and the Spanish language with it’s own words as well.

Any and all languages you speak can represent who you are, the things you understand, or maybe the realities you present. Cities and cultures are tied to a language and sometimes the people who speak it. In many cases, however, language, whether your own or others, can misrepresent. Such ties can deceive your perceptions as in a world of transcendency to one of 100 years before, and many of the people who may “look” untied to one culture may be shoulder deep in it.

LAYER THREE: Views on Trump’s Fear of a Language and the its Identity

Post based on this article:

First off, Donald Trump’s views on others unlike him in physicality, as well as mentality, and his “excuses” regarding the matter, are completely aND UTTERLY DESPICABLE. His intolerance towards humans, who are indifferent to him, have no place in the 21st century or otherwise.

Now, regarding the article, the journalist feels that forced assimilation is oppressive, and therefore unjust. Even though it is not a crime, yet, official oppression might as well be. Indirectly, it is nonphysical abuse. Forced assimilation makes people erase their background just to fit in, making them a dying plant when their roots were just fine. She believes in the power of a language, an accent, a country. If one could fear a culture so bad, then therefore they have much power over the fearful.

Personally, I agree with most of her view points, including the unforeseen fear in which people of a place different that “common” emitted. Surely enough, it’s not globally seen as a fear. However, by the definitions “to have a reverential awe of” and “to expect with alarm” from the Merriam-Webster dictionary, the term “fear” only seems fitting. The sooner the general public understand and accept this, I figure that they’d realize how imbecilic the concept is. Sure! power is an impossible thing to give back. It really is motive to rise, and many a times have past leaders used this fear of to corruption.

In this situation, per contra, they fear a whole other culture because they don’t understand, nay refuse to. Many think that the English language is the master key, yet a mere 12.5(ish)% of the entire world speak it. Even this mentality ripples waves into all those who don’t. I, for example, know some people who mock others for not speaking English “correctly”. HOW MANY LANGUAGES CAN YOU SPEAK? If these situations were reversed into knowing an amount of languages and dialects, those who think they hold power would, essentially, fall apart. I pray you see the irony in such case.

How might you inflict a sense of unintentional intolerance upon others? And how could you be more aware of yourself?

LAYER TWO: Why I Speak As I Do and How Does my Language Define Me?

Generally speaking, the physicalities of my speech in real life is very vibrant and lively, a nicer way of saying loud and obnoxious. I use overtly aggressive hand gestures. The content of which I speak, however, can be misleading because of my loud mask. Underneath I’m pretty shy and reserved. Am I telling tales? I don’t know. Easy enough for me to say, but explaining is a bit harder. See the thing is, I’ve kept this, say, mask, on for two long it melted into me.

Abstract stuff. Surely I could do a better job of explaining; the thing is, I’m not explaining, because I don’t want to. I’m describing. It’s the seed planted for a growing imagination, branching out to what you make it be. In any case I’m not going to be straightforward, I’ll be blurry like the ideas.

Back to the facts, I’ve hopped around the world my entire life. I’ve been to many cultures, and I mean cultures not countries. Countries aren’t alive, cultures are. They define a place. I’ve gathered the many cultures and made it into my own recipe. Wow, I’m filled with metaphors.

My language, as actual universal languages (a.k.a. English, French, and Indonesian) only affects me when I’m there speaking it. But my idiolect defines me as a person.