Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Blog Assignment #3



       This picture by Sebastiao Salgado symbolizes a worker that is taking his working break in Oil Wells, Kuwait 1991. This oil worker is covered in oil from all the hard work he has done. What impacts me the most is his face. His face shows that his very tired but also very sad. It almost seems as he is worried about something. It could be that there is a lot of work to be done and the wages are very low and he has a family that he has to support. This is one Brazilian worker. Doing a little research I have encountered that Salgado takes these photographs of these workers that are poor and live in poor conditions and that are working hard. This worker seems that he is a strong worker, but if you look closely he is very fatigue. Sweat all over his face and clothes and also full of oil.
                                                         
                                                             The Same Working Routine

     The clock strikes five am it is time to wake up and put on the same clothing as yesterday. The same clothes drenched in sweat and oil. My wife has some coffee and bread waiting for me at the table. I tell her "Thank you honey you are so nice." I kissed her goodbye and tell her, "kiss the children goodbye for me when they are going to school." With her worried face she says "Yes, honey have a great day." I say to myself my wife says "have a great day", but what she doesn't know is that I don't want to be at work because I feel very fatigue. I know I should be strong for my family, but is just that I live the same life everyday and we become more poor by the day.

      It is time for my break again, but I sit and look around at the other hard working men. I say to myself, "we all live by the same wages and we all look so fatigue and worried." My friend George approaches and says, "How am I doing"? I tell him, "same old same old." He pulls out a piece of his bread with butter and offers me some with coffee. I tell him, "Thanks my friend and accompanied him into eating. Break time is over and is back to the same routine. At five pm we are ready to go home, it is dark and the weather is humid, it had just rained and all men including me were drenched in sweat and oil. I head home and my wife has my dinner ready. Some potatoes and beef stew, I thanked her once again for all her understanding and attention. She tells me, "the kids are in bed and you should clean yourself and head over to bed and rest, the night is not so long and is back to the same routine the next day." I tell her, "yes honey I will be right over". I finished my dinner and sit at the table for a few minutes and think to myself this is the kind of life I am providing for my family, I need something better for them. So much as I think through the night I know the next morning will be back to the same routine and to wait until work wages goes up or our government wants to help us out  to come out of this poverty. All of us men here are  growing old and fatigue and depression takes over us because we want to provide the best for our families, but for the time being it is impossible and we have to wait for a better tomorrow.


Monday, September 29, 2014

Blog Assignment #2 Authors Note

​When you first find out you are pregnant in your mind you say “I’m I ready for this, or did I really want family that quick.” I was that type of person because I was afraid and nervous at the same time. I would find myself constantly asking my boyfriend, “Am I going to be a good mother, all I know how to do was go to school and work.” He often told me “You have to be calm and let time tell.” I went on with my pregnancy and later to find out it was going to be a beautiful little girl named Isabel. Being pregnant I was always having mood swings; I was happy one day and the next I was upset and tired. Sometimes I wanted to give up and I was constantly having arguments with my boyfriend. He told me everyday “Be calm and don’t argue because then you might have a miscarriage.” I didn’t believe him and I was always mad, it was not his fault I was pregnant, but all I had was different hormonal changes that sometimes were hard to control.

What inspired me the most about writing this piece was my daughter because now that I look at her I know that I have to be a good mom because she looks up to me. Having her inside me was one wonderful experience but after having her and experiencing different stages with her it has become a wonderful part of my life.This piece is very descriptive because it talks from me having her inside me and my mood swings to actually going into labor and having her in my arms. If I were to continue this piece I will include all the different stages I've been through with her. When I was writing this piece my daughter was actually playing with her toys and luckily letting me write my draft, but just looking at her it is what inspired me the most because I know that I have a life experince to talk about all the time.If I were to extend this piece just to talk about some milestones that Isabel has been through will be great to include in the final portfolio.

I have actually done all kinds of writing from short story, poetry, essays and research papers. I like the short stories but not much because knowing that is a short story it has to be short and not like an essay where you can extended more and have more description. Short stories have to take you right to the point and explain which is good because it makes it shorter to read and get the details and  if it has to have dialogue you have to incoporate that in there as well. You can go on writing and make it an essay but what is in important is you lead the reader right into the details and let them know what is going on. I wrote my piece on a word processor and when I got my peer editing back I went back to word processor and took out parts that were not important and took the reader right into the details about my pregnancy and to having my daughter in my arms. I took out my first paragraph which talked about college but that was not as important because if the title was my first daughter I had to talk more about her and my pregnancy.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Blog Assignment #1 A little about myself and my writing

Hello Welcome To My Blog
My name is Veronica. I have always liked English class and perhaps is one of my strongest subjects throughout all my school years.  I have written  a variety of different papers from persuasive writing to poetry writing and so on.  I have mostly done research paper writing  the past semesters. This is my last semester at LaGuardia and have really enjoyed these past semesters and classes I have learned to better my writing,reading, and speaking skills. Im not the perfect writer but I do like putting details and explaining myself. I personally prefer writing to reading. After LaGuardia  in my future I planned to get a bachelor in the career path I choose which is not definite yet knowing im  a Liberal Arts major I'm still  deciding which path I want to take.  I did not mentioned it at the begining but I do have two children.  My daughter is 18 months and I'm expecting a baby boy who will be born on December right when the semester finishes. I think I will stay home with them until I am ready to come back to school. I am also married and my husband  asked me if I wanted to acquire some working experience which will look good on a resume. He works at JFK airport as a customer service agent .  I told him sure if I will be able to acquire customer service skills and perhaps will use it as figuring out my career path, knowing that I like working with people, answering calls and filing papers. My dream is to one day have my own office and working for a cooperation. My dreams include my children and husband who are my small family and who I get a lot of support from I know I will achieve both personal and academic goals. Welcome again to my blog hope you guys enjoy it!