The Switch
This is a comedy about a women (Kassie Larson) that felt like her biological clock was ticking and she wanted to have a baby. She decided her best option was an anonymous sperm donor. Her best friend (wally Mars) liked her, but she didn’t see him that way he was friend zoned. She had herself a “I’m getting pregnant party”. Wally got drugged at the party and tempered with the donor’s sperm. She move backed to her home town after she realized she was pregnant. After seven years they reunited when Kassie decided to move back to NY. he finally got to meet the kid and to his surprise he started to notice some similarities. All the feelings he had came rushing back. He started to realize he switch the sperm with his. He started to like the kid as well he wants to be a part of the child’s life but struggles to tell her. The kid is very awkward and questions everything, so is Wally. The kid don’t really know how to make friends but he seem to like Wally. Wally has become pretty much a father to the little boy. They both get along great. He finally worked the courage to tell but it was just at the wrong time. He told her she got mad and she forgives him they became one happy family. Possible writhing topics The Power of a parent. Genes can be so powerful When all the pieces falls into place What’s for you shall seek your face
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Who did I work with to compose my academic mindset project? Was this a good approach?
Answer: I didn’t work with anybody to compose my academic mindset project. This was based on how I felt about myself. What was the most difficult part of my writing process? Why? What did I do to overcome the obstacles? Answer: I had the most difficult time trying to properly organize my paper. When did I write this project? Good approach? Answer: I started typing the night of, I tried to get as much information as I could. Where did I write this project? Good approach? Answer: I wrote this paper at home. I don’t think it was a good approach but I don’t have too many options. Why did I choose to write about my chosen topic? Answer: I chose my topic I wrote about because it was I felt best suited the mindset I have. How will I adapt/revise my writing process for future revision of the academic mindset assignment? [Be specific. Review your current six-step writing process plan and consider posting a new six-step plan.] Answer: Time management, there should be a class for this. Get to class on time so I don’t miss anything important. Put the baby to sleep earlier so he’s not in my way when I need to get my school work done. Plan dinners ahead of time so I don’t have to stop in the middle of school work to decide what to cook. Go to the learning commas to get some well needed help. Organize my entire LIFE. Rosetta Irving
English: 100 Assignment #2: Academic Mindset Argument Teachers, Parents Often Misuse Growth Mindset Research , Carol Dweck Says (Carol Dweck) Dr. Carol Dweck stated "As the growth mindset has become more popular and taken hold, we are beginning to find that there are pitfalls," said Dweck. "Many educators misunderstand or misapply the concepts.” She herself realized that what she had said had been misunderstood. She is not saying we should praise effort alone. The steps in which you take getting to the results are just as important, if not more. Dr. Dweck along with Dr. Lisa Blackwell did a study on several hundred 7th graders over the course of two years and found the children with the growth mindset did way better then the kids with the fixed mindset. The Perils of "Growth Mindset Education" [...] (Alfie Kohn) Whereas Alfie Kohn is saying it’s the entire system that need fixing. He don’t think Dr. Dweck method is going to go very far with students. Kohn said “As I’ve explained in books and articles, the most salient feature of a positive judgment is not that it’s positive but that it’s a judgment; it’s more about controlling than encouraging.” This is him doing exactly what she said. He misunderstood her point completely. She wants parents and teachers to praise strategies results not just effort. I personally believe in the growth mindset. I thought I wasn’t going to go back to school after three children. I was fixed on believing that I had chosen my path and education wasn’t on that path. As a child I had big hopes and dreams of becoming some type of big deal. It all flashed before me when I started having children. Derek Sivers give a speech on why we need to fail. I strongly believe failure is what pushed me to go back to school. If I didn’t feel like I was failing I wasn’t going to get up off that couch and get serious about school. My third child had just been born and I was home with him and we didn’t have a reliable baby sitter so I couldn’t go back to work after my 12 weeks was over. My income was hanging by its last leg. I was home and there no other way of bringing in extra income, so my husband was pretty much working to pay bills. This was a huge eye opener for me not only did I feel horrible that I was working at a dead end job. I also felt bad that I couldn’t fully enjoy my time off with my child. Something had to change I had to set myself up for better and the only way I could do that was get back in school. Without a growth mindset I wouldn’t have seen this as an opportunity to grow. I could have looked at the situation from a fixed mindset point of view. I could’ve said that it was my job that needed to be changed and not me. “A fool is someone that tries the same thing over and over expecting different result”. I wanted better for me and my family so I had to put in the necessary work. I’m we all know Steve Jobs you know the co-finder of apple, yeah that Steve Jobs. As a kid he struggled in school. He dropped out of college after just six month. For money he sold coke bottles for five cents refund. He had a grow mindset and knew that he had to put in the effort to get the results. Josh Waitzkin said “the moment we believe that success is determined by an ingrained level of ability we will be brittle in the face of adversity”. I believe what he’s trying to say here is that the moment you start to believe that your ability is tied to your success that’s when you will face failure. I believe hard work bring forth great achievements. Statistics states that you usually dies in the class you are born in, but I beg to differ. My father was one of 8 children that were raised by a single mother. My grandmother had to go to the market and sell fish every day. Anything that didn’t sell was dinner for that night. She wasn’t educated so this was the only way she could make money. dispite this my fatherwas able to make his way to the United States and get a better education. I believe that if you are driven, focus, and determined enough you can reach your goal(s). At one point I didn’t believe I had the back ground or the income to dream big. I pretty much counted myself out. I got pregnant my last year of high school. I didn’t go to prom or walk at graduation. I was just too embarrass. I wasn’t married and didn’t have any plans of the sort. I want on to taking classes a year after and earning my diploma. As a young mother college was the farthest thing from my mind. I felt being there for my child was more important at the time. After all it was partly my falt she was here. I didn’t want to ask for too much help because I didn’t want the “I told you so” speech. Not until I had my third child did my entire prospective change. I started viewing my life differently. I had been blessed with three beautiful children. My husband is the bread winner of our household. What if something disrupt our family, whether it be tragic or not. How will I provide for them? That was all it took for me after ten years and three registration attempts to finally attend college. I believe no matter how long it takes or what the obstacles are you can bring your dreams to fruition. This I Believe.
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My ability and competence grow with my effort (Growth Mindset). I strongly believe this is the best mindset to have to be successful in any learning environment. Think of school as a bank; if you don’t put nothing in (effort) you won’t get nothing out (knowledge). Just like writing the more I do it the better at it I’ll get. With hard work and dedication all thing within reason are possible. If you put in the effort and sweat you can get good grades and graduate. This is how school works you show up put in the energy and time and in turn you get passing grades. You might thing that the growth mindset is setting yourself up for failure, for example what if you do show up and work your hardest and don’t get the outcome you’d hoped for? I will take a different approach. Will I be disappointed defiantly but you can’t let a bump in the road stop you, you have to keep going. The chances of you working your hardest and not getting the results you’d hoped for is almost never. Hard work pays. I hate writing I don’t even like texting if it’s more than 3 sentences. I would love to have a better relationship with writing so I work at it. I was told reading helps so I started reading more and now I get to write every week. I think I will grow as a writer by the time the semester is over. I think the issue I have with is I can’t just solve it I have to critically think and write. With math I can just solve it so it works for me but I can’t graduate if I don’t pass English as well so I put in the work needed to get me the result I’m hoping for. http://www.usnews.com/news/articles/2015/11/23/teachers-parents-often-misuse-growth-mindset-research-carol-dweck-says http://www.salon.com/2015/08/16/the_education_fad_thats_hurting_our_kids_what_you_need_to_know_about_growth_mindset_theory_and_the_harmful_lessons_it_imparts/
These two article were both talking about the difference between the growth and fixed mindset. They are both contradicting to each other. The first article is suggesting parents and teachers should praise for effort not qualities. I felt that Dweck had a valid point until I read the second article. For example, Dweck suggests these phrases: "Wow, you really practiced that, and look how you've improved." "See, you studied more and your grade on this test is higher." "You tried different strategies and you figured out how to solve the problem." "You stuck to this and now you really understand it." In the second article the writer is saying “The more serious concern, however, is that what’s really problematic is praise itself. It’s a verbal reward, an extrinsic inducement, and, like other rewards, is often construed by the recipient as manipulation.” From what I read I believe the growth mindset is adoptable it grows and changes. The fixed mindset is something that is there you can’t change it. I think I have a combination of the two. I have always been good at math and whenever I get a grade other than an A I get a little heartbreak. I am also willing to adopt. I thought I would be more of a growth mindset but I think I can have a fixed mindset at times. Both of the articles had very strong points. The second article is trying to get us see the bigger picture. Getting to the root of the problem instead of staying on the surface. Who did I work with to compose my hiraeth project? Was this a good approach?
Well I wasn’t able to work with anybody, I wish I had done so though. What was the most difficult part of my writing process? Why? What did I do to overcome the obstacles? The most difficult part my writing process was figuring out exactly what I wanted to write about. I just couldn’t for the life of me think of any home sickness that was worth writing about. I just wrote, well to be fair I wrote and deleted a few times. (sheeee you did not read those last few words) When did I write this project? Good approach? I started a couple of nights before I had to turn it in. I just had to become more familiar with the word. My Approach could’ve been better. Where did I write this project? Good approach? I wrote the paper at home on my laptop. Right now I don’t have too many places I could write. Why did I choose to write about my chosen hiareth? It was the only topic that when I thought about that really give me that longing feeling. How will I adapt/revise my writing process for future revision of the hiraeth assignment. [Be specific. Review your original six-step writing process plan and consider posting a new six-step plan.] I honestly feel there may be a whole lot of changes to my writing. I’m even tempted to do a whole new one. Rosetta Irving
English 100 I must have been four or five, when he decided to send for me from the Village. I left with no hesitation, non what so ever. My eyes at this point was at its worse. If it didn’t get taken care of I could have went blind. At least that’s what I was told. I don’t really remember exactly what were wrong with my eyes but it was very uncomfortable. They would itch all of the time and when I rub them I’ll rub so hard and so often that I would break the skin around them. Mornings were always horrible between my eyes feeling like they were glue shut from all the build-up and the soreness from me rubbing it all night, I hated it. We left for the city early one morning in hopes that they would find the cure for my mysterious eye trouble. The bus was jammed packed so I had to sit on the lap of the person taking me to the city. We made a stop and the most different looking human I had ever seen in my four to five years of living got on the bus, I got so scare because he looked like he stepped out of one of the scary stories I was told. His head was unusually big for his body and his eyes were too far apart or something like that. There were other things that I can’t really remember at this point. The smile was wiped off my face instantly. I spent the entire bus ride trying not to stare which I failed miserably at. We arrived at his house and it was an unpainted cement two story building. The entrance was in the back we hurried back and quickly climbed the two flights of steps. I waited with excitement to meet him. He got home shortly and I ran into his arms as if I knew him. I studied every part of him, he didn’t look too much like me could he really be my father? Was I really finally meeting him in person? He unlocked the door to the bedroom he was renting. We walked in and he took my things. The room wasn’t that big, there was a full/queen size bed and a couch and I think a table with two chairs at the window. This was it my mother had done her part and it was his turn. I don’t remember exactly why but I was very happy there with him he was a better provider and he had the strongest shudders I could climb on. He always had something for me after work. I loved falling asleep in his lap. He would always tell me to go to sleep but I was never sleepy. We had this bond that no one could touch. We were two peas in a pod. My father was my favorite person in the entire world I never thought I had see the day when I would feel any differently. I’m not sure if it was moving to a new land, new culture or the coming of age but my father and I relationship started going south shortly after we arrived to the U.S. maybe us being apart for two years changed something. I was on the mission to keep him happy with me. He just didn’t seem the same anymore. There was sadness in his eyes. He had four lines of wrinkles on his forehead. The stress of providing for a family of five in a strange land must have played a part. He never had time for a back scratch or late nights stories. He had to keep a roof over our heads and he didn’t take that lightly. As the years passed his smile erased slowly and slowly, he has somehow manage to be a joy sucker. He’s always worried about something now. There’s not that much joking with him. He just seem to take the weight of the world and put it on his shoulders. There’s not much I can do to put a smile on his face. He was is school for a while and I was hoping maybe once he got the degree and the job he always wanted for sure he would be a happier person. I was wrong, he stays to himself, he don’t like a lot of company. He just seem very unhappy all the time and no one can guess why. He has his masters and is working at a job that he is well respected so for the life of me I can’t seem to figure out to get my father happy again. When I was in middle school I had a friend that I was so close to we did everything together. I thought for sure she and I were going to remain friends to the end. Her mother was a single mother with three girls that would make her children tell people that her husband was out of the country and the whole time he was in New Jersey. Her mom was very manipulative and she would always bring this girl down. Nothing this girl did was good enough. My friend was not allowed to think for herself she had this girl feeling like she was nothing. I hated it because she had two other daughters and they were treated like humans. I would always make sure to tell her that the shade of her skin did not define her beauty nor did the size of her lips. Her mother hated me she hated that I had her daughter seeing herself as beautiful. She had to have control over this girl for some odd reason. Maybe it was the fact that she was the only one that looked like her father or maybe she just had a problem but whatever it was she was horrible. The mother would allow her other children to verbally abuse their sister. We graduated high and thing went south after that. I got pregnant and had a baby and her mom was able to convince that was a bad influence and she was not allowed to have contact with me what so ever. I truly miss the friendship we shared. I don’t think we could ever be friends again because we have grown apart over the years. We have different interest. Her mother is still heavily in her life and she pretty much picks out most of her friends. I don’t think I would be able to bite my tough as much as I did then, now.
Hiraeth is defined as a deep longing for home, homesickness tinged with grief. I think it is somewhere you would like to go but can’t anymore. It said in the definition that it is heard to translate into English. I read the history on this word and I think it’s more like a place that was once home but somehow doesn’t feel that way anymore. Here is a small example. I love my parents a great deal, I love going over and having my mother’s cooking but I won’t be able to live with them anymore. I have gotten a custom to running my household the way I want and my parents have gotten use to not having any of their children living with them. However my family and I had no choice when we had to stay with them for a month while our house got ready. There were five of us coming to invade my parent’s space. They were very welcoming but there was a few things I had to readjust to and so did my family. My father is not a fan of leftovers avers and we love leftovers like it is a part of the family. He thought me being there was is joy ride to fresh cooked meals town every day. He was so wrong. I would always try to make sure there was food in the house. Those 30 days could not go by fast enough. We love each other but distance makes the heart grows fonder. It’s so funny how we forget how your parents parent. They were parenting me parent my children. I would probably wright about a person that I wish I was still friends with. I could also wright about my first apartment. There are a few ways I can go with this.
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