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Missed class

Today I was not present in class because I had to do preparations for the program tomorrow. I am in the National Honor Society so we had to practice for the ceremony. Everything went pretty well and I am excited for all of the inductees that will be crossing over.

Another day of deep thoughts

I like how Mr Rease has incorporated but more thought and value into the subject of certain things before we begin a lesson on them. Today we read another poem which happened to be about music and myths. He asked us a series of questions and we all discussed also with definitions of the words. I enjoy when we do these types of things, I feel that it helps with my comprehension and it makes me more engaged in class. Although today I wasn’t feeling all that great mentally this subject we did helped me feel a little better.

My Poem Explication

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My inner poet

We started class with begging given 3 different pieces of paper. All of them were different and I already had a bad feeling. One was a poem one was questions and another was a project! We have been assigned to act out a Maya Angelou poem, write a one page paper about it and do a poster. The hardest part of this for me will define fly be memorizing and acting out the poem. It puts me out of my comfort zone and I am scared I will stumble on my words. The project will be due in about two weeks I hope everything goes well.

The deeper side of life

Today Mr. Rease actually surprised us, especially myself. He began class of course saying that we would be reading another Maya Angelou poem. Though, he did not do this normally, he asked the class as a whole a series of questions and we all discussed and shared our answers. They were actually quite deep. There were 15 in total and I felt deeply about each and everyone of them. I did not speak out on most of them just because my feelings were so strong. But I did learn that a lot of my pears suffer or go through some of the same problems or fears as me. It was a great day of bonding as a class together.

Another poetic day

Today was almost like a continuation of yesterday. We read more poems from Maya Angelou, which I have been thoroughly enjoying. Seeing the way she perceives the black community is spot on and what we need to do to bring change. This is most specially brought up in her poem called the Black Family Pledge. It speaks of how our ancestors and their purpose is being washed away while the rest of society swallows us in through all of our weaknesses. As black people we need to keep pushing forward and restore our livelihood and bring forth our best selves to the world for all to see.

What does it mean to be black?

As an African American have you ever thought to yourself, what does it mean to be this? I most definitely have thought about this before. In our society our race is perceived in so many different ways. It can even make others or ourselves feel down or not proud to be who we are. What it means to be black is to be strong, strong enough to overcome the daily struggles that can still be faced by the world even in now ,2020. To be black means to be unique and beautiful. We come in so many shades of skin, hair textures, and more. We always strive to be different and move against the standards of society. To be black means to be you and only you. No one person is the same whether you are black or not we all come in different personalities and ways to express ourselves. Being black is beautiful and we should all have self love for our blackness.