Whats wrong with Cinderella

“Cinderelly, Cinderelly Night and day it's Cinderelly Make the fire, fix the breakfast Wash the dishes, do the mopping And the sweeping and the dusting They always keep her hopping” The work song from Cinderella. This song is the first thing that I thought of when I read the title of this piece. Being a Princess in my eyes is just a way to be a kid. Most girls are able to grow out of it by the time that they hit their teens. I honestly do not think that all of the stock that they put into princesses is a bad thing. Honestly the belief of the feminist that wrote that is wrong. I understand that it is a belief of others but that is just a woman that is out of her mind.

Boys will be boys and girls will be girls I absolutely dislike the stereotype but it is true. All of us have our different things that separate us, and maybe believing that we are princesses could be a help rather than a hurt. Being a little girl has its absolute upsides. I myself am a tom boy who loves cars, grease, video games and sports, but when it comes to a pretty dress and a special occasion I am always dressed for success. This woman is taking the wonders of childhood and cutting them short. The fact that she in the open voiced her opinion about princesses that her daughter was able to pick up on it was ridiculous. The children have nothing to do with anything that is going on in their parent’s life. As a kid they should be able to enjoy their childhood as a pretty in pink character. Children should be able to enjoy the make believe and the feelings that they get from pretending that they are a princess.

Everyone has their own childhood experiences. Mine happen to be playing in dirt and listening to music. My best friend was obsessed with Barbie dolls and was a princess in her eyes. As well as my cousin who from day one had a book in her hands. Girls take whatever path that they decided. It is not some predestined fate that they have to have the princess mentality that they cannot do anything without a man’s help. I personally see relying on a man as a sin even if I want one in my life I would never let him take care of me. Women need their own independence. Even from their own mother if she is instilling items in her child’s brain as this woman is.

“When colors were first introduced to the nursery in the early part of the 20^th century pink was considered the more masculine hue.” That just falls in line with everything that I have heard from my friends and family over the years that it takes a true man to wear pink. I believe that a real man can wear pink and shouldn’t be criticized or judged for it but on that hand if we are ok with men wearing pink, why is it a big deal if girls wear pink and consider themselves princesses.

Journal Three - Cosmetic Surgery

I honestly do not understand why people want to do this to themselves. My own body isn’t exactly something that I am proud of but I would never risk going under the knife just to fix a flaw that I am uncomfortable with, It is one thing to add things to skin, like a tattoo or piercing or something like that but to take things off of yourself or to get yourself bigger breasts is just crazy!

Years ago I convinced my best friend in the world to not get a breast augmentation. She wanted her double Ds to be smaller. As soon as I brought up how stupid it would be to go under the knife for something that others would kill to have. Now she is engaged and happy exactly the way that she is, and I am happy for her.

In my family I have had one person that received cosmetic surgery. My grandmother 5 years ago was diagnosed with breast cancer. In order to get rid of the risk they had to take her whole left breast off. So that it didn’t look weird, she had them do cosmetic surgery in order to replace the one that they removed. That I believe is one of the only reasons that a surgery should be done for the purposes of looks.

If this world has come to the point that you cannot be comfortable in your own skin then how can we ever have our own identity? I want people to see that they do not have to change themselves to be beautiful. Sometimes it is better to have your own quirks than to get rid of what you were born with.

Journal Two - A More Perfect Union...?

Honestly reading through this speech, it is long winded. Barrack speaks about the diversity of people and yet the poverty that he probably faced in his life was less than honorable, he speaks about his family, how he comes from a black father and a white mother, The poverty that he would have faced would have been more of his family and their racial differences of the time. While others who come from a purely black family were just discriminated against in general.

He states that we have to unite, black, white, Asian, and Latino as one in order to face of problems of today, I agree with that statement completely. The problems that we are facing as a country needs to be face together.

Coming from a multi racial family, I understand how important it is to work together in harmony rather than fighting each other at every turn. How Barrack speaks about how his pastor used incendiary language to express views that have the potentials to widen the racial divide was something that spoke to me. There are 3 sides of my family. There is the Greek side, who are straight off of the boat from there in a big family and my Cuban side who is also straight off of the boat, everyone on the Greek side hates the Cubans, as well as anyone who is a Cuban/ Greek mix. The divide has gone on for over 30 years because of the fact my grandmother decided to marry a Cuban.

Racism is not an easy thing to overcome in any generation. No matter how long the slavery has ended, there will always be derogatory comments that float around in the world. One man as the president of the United States may be able to get a million people to stop the racism but it only takes one to start it back up again.

I lucked out being lighter skinned and taking the characteristics of my mother’s side. The lighter skin as well as the clearly polish forehead, although looking at my dad, I am a lighter version of him. I was never subjected to the name calling, to people calling me a spick, I never had to deal with the problems of me not being able to speak English. I lucked out on a lot of fronts.

I believe that this is one of few issues that time might be able to resolve. Sadly I do not believe that one man will be able to change the views of a whole country.

My Identity...

What makes me who I am is my music. I love the way that it makes me feel. I love how the songs all tell a story, and when I am writing how it tells my story. My family surrounded me in music when I was little. When I began writing my own music the feeling that it left me with was incredible. When I went to my first concert part of me was determined to have that experience, to be up on stage singing and having thousands of people cheering and screaming to hear me play my music. That is the feeling that I strive for. One day I will have people listen to me sing and feel how I feel just by the words I am singing.

Starting out when I was growing up, both of my parents were singers. They surrounded me with music constantly. They owned a Karaoke business for seven years and I was always able to come and sing with them. My dad raised me on country music while my mom wanted to get me into all other kinds of music. To this day I am still into just about every kind of music. When I sing with my family, I feel as though it makes me stronger. My parents are my toughest critics when I am singing. They always have more feedback for me then anyone that I have had with me in my life. I have been singing since I was three; that is the one constant thing in my life that hasn’t ever gone away.

The first time I started writing my own music it was difficult. I could always come up with the music but could never come up with the words to the songs that I was making. The first time that I started writing was when I was in 5^th grade; at that point the music I wrote was fairly simple. I wanted to have that writing experience where everything that I would think would just come out on paper the way that I was thinking it. I want to show everyone the things inside my head. My music, just like anything that I do, is a huge part of who I am and what makes me who I am. The first time that I sang my own music in front of others I wasn’t even scared, granted I was young and I wasn’t really afraid of anything. Music is just something that flows out of me and I love it.

The first time that I picked up an instrument was in 5^th grade. I started out playing the oboe, but that didn’t hold my attention for very long. Not long after that I started playing piano. It felt amazing to start learning how to play other peoples music and hearing it coming out of the piano. Being as eager to learn music as I always have been, I had to learn more. After hearing and feeling the sound on the piano, I wanted to know what it would be like to play the guitar. I loved the feeling of the strings beneath my hands. It was empowering and the moment that I picked up that guitar I knew that it was a part of me. I haven’t stopped playing the guitar in over 6 years. I love it. That is just three of the instruments that I play.

The first concert that I went to was Nickelback this past May. When I went to that concert, I was enjoying every minute. I kept thinking about how it would be to be up on that stage singing. To have people all around me singing my songs and having all of the excitement to have everyone listening to my music it would be incredible. When I was at that concert looking down at Chad Kroeger I was able to see that he loved it when everyone was singing his songs back to him. I want to have that chance. Half of me wanted to jump up on stage and start singing with them. Music is my life and I know that it has to be for anyone that tours and sings in front of crowds regularly. They have the heart and the drive to keep going and they always strive for more.

Music is what makes me who I am. I love my family for getting me into my music. I love the feeling that I get when I am writing my music. I love the way the first concert that I went to because I saw what I wanted to be without a doubt. Music is my life and my love. Music is the only constant part of my identity that never changes. “What’s worth the price is always worth the fight, every second counts cause there is no second tries” From If today was your last day by Nickelback. Everything that I do has a price, but it will always be worth it because it is keeping a part of my identity.

Journal One - Athletes

As an athlete I know how hard it is to overcome different difficulties. One difficulty that I never had to face is not being able to use my own two legs. Great athletes are able to overcome any adversity in their lives. Using prostheses helps the people with disabilities to overcome all of the things that they are unable to do.

The people that are able to use prostheses don’t have an advantage against anyone else; all that it does is even the playing field. Some people are able to lift heavy weights and run super fast on their own, but to overcome a disability is something that I have never seen anyone do.

People that are able to overcome their difficulties in their life should be praised and not questioned over their ways of overcoming that difficulty. The disability that was handed to these people is honestly a gift. It makes them stronger and it should not make them weaker or make their accomplishments any less important or amazing.

Others that use the surgeries and the advantages that they can get from technology are trying to get themselves and edge in the competition. Tiger Woods had Lasik surgery done to give him better vision. That is something that is an advantage in his sport over others. There is no reason that in that sport that he would absolutely need that.

Honestly I believe that people that have disabilities should have the same rights and privileges as we as people do. They have to work twice as hard for things that just come naturally to others. I believe that Remanufacturing Athletes should be praised and not questioned.