In the reading The Elements of Literacy it briefly talked about how literacy can be defined with social classes. Meaning that the high class was the most literate, and the low class was the least literate with the middle falling somewhere in between. I completely disagree and feel like this is stereotyping social classes. It kind of makes me sick that someone thinks that they are more literate than your just because they are looked higher upon in society. Think to yourself, is Paris Hilton more literate than you just because she is of a higher class than you? No one wants to be told they are illiterate, so why even base part of the definition of literacy on class? Also, the reading says that to define literacy is like defining the word love. With that in mind can one even define literacy as being classed based? If you were to use social class "love" in replace of social class "literacy", would that even make sense?
I remember my Economics teacher in high school sharing a story about a student he had that e-mailed him about how he had got accepted into Harvard law after attending UNC-Chapel Hill on a full-ride academic scholarship. He told my class that the kid in high school was always picked on because it was obvious his family struggled to make ends meet. At the time, I thought about what a great story and left it at that. After reading the class based part of the Elements of Literacy, I realized that according to the that definition this kid wasn't very literate. That just isn't true. The kid had to be exceptional literate for Chapel Hill to think highly enough about him to grant him a scholarship and to be accepted into Harvard law.
Yes, I know there are plenty of examples that fight for and against my argument. I think that in order to say how literate someone is based on social class there would have to be a separate social class that was just based on literacy. It would have to have very clear guidelines on how to measure literacy if that is even possible.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Book 17, Chapter 8 of My Life.
With the baseball season approaching I’ve realized how much
I miss the sport, the competition, the team and the brotherhood we formed. I
have been reminiscing of the memories I made with my team on and off the field. One such memory sticks out.
We were heading home from losing in the second round of
state by a walk off homerun. It was a three hour bus ride back to school. We
were all disappointed in the result, knowing that we were one out away from
beating the top seed. For the first 45 minutes to an hour no one said a word.
Than when we stopped for dinner at Cici’s the mood changed. It had hit all six
seniors, including me, that we just played our last high school baseball game.
We had already lost and we didn’t want to sit on a quiet bus for two more
hours. We decided to start the fun at Cici’s.
We went to the arcade area and made sure no employee was
looking. We tilted this bouncy ball machine and dumped out about 40 bouncy
balls. After we stuffed our pockets we got a few more teammates and went
outside. Across the parking lot was a Wal-Mart. We decided to throw the balls
at the Wal-Mart door and try and get some bouncy balls into the store. It was a
lot more difficult than it sounds. You had to time the throw so that someone
was walking through the automatic doors the same time your ball was too. We had
thrown maybe 15 balls and made two through the door. A few throws later my
teammate threw his second ball. It looked like the third ball was to land inside
Wal-Mart. We weren’t sure if it made it through the doors but no one expected
what was going to happen. The ball was thrown a little shorter than expected
but it got two lucky bounces. The first bounce was off the hood of a Tahoe and
then off that bounce it hit a gentleman walking into the store on the head. We
all stopped, looked at each, and ran right back into Cici’s.
This event lead to jokes and a much better, relaxed feel on
the ride back home. Little things like that were what defined my high school baseball
team. This story might not seem amusing to some but it means a lot to me because
even with losing my last baseball game, my teammates and I were able to look past
that and spend the last two hours of the season the only way we knew how.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
The Odd Future Other
Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All, also known as OFWGKTA or
Odd Future, is a hip-hop/rap group based out California that has exponentially
gained popularity within the last year. They are known for their "I don't
give a damn" attitude, which is flawlessly transferred to their music. If
someone has heard of Odd Future they usually know about the most popular
member/ group leader Tyler the Creator. Bigger fans know about Earl Sweatshirt
and Hodgy Beats. All three members wake up every morning wondering what new
trouble they can get into today. I have no problem with what they do but many
people feel their loud, rambunctious, and sometimes criminal activities should
be immediately stopped. Odd Future's lifestyle is just as responsible as their
music to their rise in the music industry. But one member, Frank Ocean, chooses
to focus on his music more than his publicity. The little known Odd Future
member's music falls more under the rhythm and blues (R&B) genre than
hip-hop/rap. He doesn't sing about violence and controversial subjects like his
counterpart. His music is stemmed from his life experiences that have made him
stronger and about life that he questions. One of my favorite songs he has written
is "American Wedding". In this song he describes how the weddings
don't seem real anymore and it's about what the spouses get from each other if
they were to divorce. Another one of my favorite songs is "We All
Try". He shows his personality very well in this song by stating what he believes
and what he doesn't believe. Frank Ocean balances out Odd Future with his
harmonious and peaceful approach to his music and life. Below I have attached both "American Wedding" and "We All Try"
"American Wedding" - Frank Ocean
Click play at the very top of the page.
"We All Try" - Frank Ocean
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