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Capstone project

I learned that gender equality is still a part that China needs to pay attention to. Elder people seems less care about it, but younger people pays more attention. Ingrained thinking is one of main reason that made some people say “China already achieved the goal for gender equality”, some elder people told me their experience which considered as inequality, but they told me that it’s not. I researched some statistics, and the number were shocking. I contributed to this project by making a video that raise awareness and an essay that explains about the issue of gender equality. I interacted with people by letting them hold my poster and including them in my video. Things I will do differently is to check and refine my essay. By constructing a clearer logic and fix my grammar. I want the next years grade 8 students to understand that this project is not only a project, it’s also a deeper layer understanding of the issues in China, so choose a topic that you’re actually have passion in and interested in.

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What doesn’t kills you makes you stronger

My theme is dream fearlessly, even when you’re not allowed. The characters in the story live in a corrupt and fake society. People are controlled by the government and it’s strictly told what are taboos. But the main character dare to question the society, his dream represents wild and audacious side of people. This book is called Maggot moon, and I selected 10 songs that indicate the theme of the book. People should be brave enough to question absolute authority.

It’s not over yet-for king and country

Keep on fighting

Out of the dark

Into the light

It’s not over

Hope is rising

Never give in

Never give up

It’s not over

This song is all about keep doing what you think it’s right, and don’t care about other people’s criticisms. The main character in this book is living under the governments suppress every minute. But nothing can control your mind.

 

Don’t stop believing-journey

Working hard to get my fill

Everybody wants a thrill

Payin’ anything to roll the dice

Just one more time

The title fits to the the main character of the story. Don’t stop believing. People might think the character’s day dreaming is nonsense and it will never occur, but clinging on that conviction is really important. Whenever a person stops believing, he or she’s died. In order to have a positive life, you cannot have a negative mind.

 

The show must go on-queen

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies

Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die

I can fly, my friends

The show must go on

This question asked a fundamental question; what are we living for? We’re living for ourselves and the people you love. you don’t get to choose where you’re born or what environment you live in, but you can choose how you act. What other people think doesn’t have to be your thinking.

 

You are loved-josh gorban

When you’re lost inside

I, I’ll be there to find you

Don’t give up

Because you want to burn bright

If darkness blinds you

I, I will shine to guide you

Everybody wants to be understood

I believe this song is dedicated to the main character’s friend. The main character is living in a fake society, but he didn’t give up. The road he chooses will be hard, but he needs to remember that there’s always someone supporting him and loves him.

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Journal 2

This journal is about defining our problem. Click here to see the multimedia poster.

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Journal 1

This is a journal about planning to make a polymer that can change things. It makes people’s life easier. This journal is about introducing resources. Natural resources and synthetic resources. click here to check the multimedia poster.

 

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Demolition

 

Gilbert Choy #1

Home Coming

Theme

-dismantling house

-immigrants

-people forced by the government to move

-unstable home

short description:

A person standing in the ruins, gazing at the dismantled houses. A picture is placed in the middle of the ruins. The context of the picture showed a complete house.

Behind what we see:

I think it revealed the purpose of feeling towards demolition. A person staring at the dismantled houses might indicts that he lives here before. He lost his home because of demolition. We cannot see his expression but we can feel the sorrow by the back of him. The picture showed a complete house. This counts as a contrary, a contrary between a normal house and a dismantled house. It might be what he’s recollecting. There’s no direct emotion showing but if we look deeper there’s another meaning.

Here I stood gazing at the ruins

Recalling the peace that once existed

a single sentence can tear up tranquility

a single word can make tears fall

what does it feel like? To have an unstable house?

Litter as meal, grimy concrete as bed,

On the street, stained with their color of dread,

One by one, it goes down,

Goes to a place,

That the fate is also get dismantled.

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We all purse love

My theme is we only live once so be who you want to be and live a life you will remember. Love yourself, don’t care about other people’s eyes because you’re living for yourself and the people you love, not others. Don’t let those remorseful tears fall down.

The title of the book is Keeping you a secret, written by Julia Anne Peters published in 2003. I’m going to sketch a person standing in the middle of the crowd and stripped by a rainbow bandage. Rainbow in nowadays represents the LGBT community. Their unspeakable pain and all the difficulty they’re facing especially mental abuse. The book Keeping you a secret talk about a high school senior Holland discovered her sexuality and fall in love with another girl named Cece. When rumors popped out that they’re dating, all of a sudden, discrimination and ostracism hindered their way. And Holland’s life has forever changed. But at the end, they realized how painful it is to leave each other and how regretful they’ll be if they say good bye just because of other people’s thinking.

We have hearts, we have feeling, we desire love just like anyone else. Why should we be deprived to rights to love someone? Love is love, and it shouldn’t be forbidden.” (page 56) The crowd’s pointing at the person in the middle. It’s the LGBT people’s daily life. 65% of the LGBT people say that they’ve experienced discrimination. The bandage is a sign of fear to be who they are or even accept them self. I also drew a rainbow heart represents their self-sexuality identity. It indicates that no matter what sex you’re attracted or who you like, we all are human being and we all pursues love. Every love matters.

I’ve watched a Chinese movie before, it talks about how a same sex couple get separated because of the deny of the society. But they loved each other so much. Heterosexual is love, homosexual is love too, but why is there such a big difference between them. This book also relates to me because it might be my future in my high school life. And I can feel their pain; the pain of discrimination, the pain of people’s scoffing, the pain of hurting your family’s heart, and the pain of love but not. Not just me, this relates to 5-8% of the world population; the number of the LGBTQ community. It reminds people one thing; if you love that person, and that person loves you too, then be together, regardless of anything.

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The French Revolution-Journal Entry

journal entry 1: Riot of the poor

June 28th 1789

I have an ominous feeling about my future. It’s all because of Gabriel. On June 20th 1789 He mustered people to the Tennis court and started to brain wash them. His blabbing was ridiculous. We should maintain our rights, there need to be a clear boundary for the poor and rich. They can’t blame us for being rich. Because of this event, we have to start paying taxes now. They don’t deserve to declare requests. We are the future of France and we should be more equal than them. I have a feeling of protestation. My child Lisa, I wish to give her the best. She deserves everything. The Tennis court event didn’t influence that much physically or pecuniary, but it is a big unsavory suppress to us physiologically. I don’t want this to happen, because she will then believe that nobles and poor are equal which was absurd. Once I was reading bedtime story, she told me that the poor are doing the right thing. “Papa, I think people should be equal regardless of anything.” She needs to believe that we are absolute supreme and civilized. France will be in a chaos if people are equal. My daughter’s still young, she’s still too naïve to this world.

King Louis proclaimed that we need to join the national assembly, speaking directly, joining with a bunch of fools. A constitution has been established. That day I went to buy some new cloths, and I saw throng of people grumbling and squeezing in front of the Tennis court. It captured my attention because it was usually tranquil. Nobody pays attention to that place. But that day it was like someone threw a party or something.

The door was locked and guided by soldiers. They actually think they’re doing the right thing? I am worried about their ignorant. It was ridiculous that they’re bad temper are greater than their ability. I can’t believe King Louis ordered us to join with the poor. On June 27th, we met in the Versalles and he announced this news. Now we have to lower our dignity, and associate ourselves with these undesirable people. People are born differently; your life is determined at the moment you’re born. I was born to live in a castle and spare my inexhaustible money, live a kind of life I want to. We were born with supremeness. They were born to do all the hard work, and suffer from poverty. This is all controlled by the god. If there are no classes, we’re going against the god.

The world should be unfair, that’s the reality and they need to learn how to accept it. I’m right now in my room writing my journal. I was thinking about expending my objection. Maybe I could gather my friends for example Harry the clergy, or Asdam the general. We could have a General Meeting. They might agree on my point and we can go to King Louis to protest. I’m pretty sure he won’t deny opinions from the people that’s from the first estates right? This decision is not right.

Journal entry 2: Devastating

“We want revolution!” “Liberty! Equality! Fraternity!”

Striding, screaming, terrifying, people are squeezing into the Bastille. Like bunch of uneasy ants searching for fresh food. Ash made the scene partly hidden partly seen, the vine of anxiety haunted me. I’m here at Paris, sitting on my mink sofa, drinking coffee. I can’t fall asleep. It’s 5:34 in the morning. My heart is shaking with the ground. I think the poor are going for the money. They put all the sin on us and we didn’t do anything wrong. People were holding weapons, lighting fire, and storming into the Bastille. I can sense the smell of gunpowder, the abomination from the poor. They were like rapids, intense and powerful. Oh God bless me! My money takes some of the portion of the ammunition in the storage. If they got in, it’ll be such a huge disadvantage to me. Those useless governs can’t even handle these fools? They darted in and eliminated all the guides and governs. Blood was shed, the reddish liquid stained everywhere. The spike punctured the governs’ head, threating us to succumb. French had never been in such a chaos. They’re out of their mind.

The Bastille had always been a symbol of us; authority, privilege. On July the 14th, they seized the Bastille. Things are actually getting out of control. The mobs dismantled the Bastille, took away the ammunition, and killed the governs. My wife is pregnant; we need absolute peace. I don’t want my child to go through all this in their childhood. I am worried about our lives in the future. I am worried about Lisa’s thinking. I am worried about everything. We need protect our rights and defend our dignity. What is going on? Why are they doing this? For liberty? Equality? Fraternity? Rubbish! Those three elements only exist in our world. Hundreds of years, we’ve been in charging for so long, France will be great under our control. People grumbles about their condition, that’s what it supposed to be like. All the wealthy things should come to us because and support us because we are the future of France. The Bastille’s gone, somehow it means, our good time will be gone. If my not born yet child will be bagging and be a vagrant, I will curse them forever. The sky in France will be no longer blue, I have a feeling of danger, a kind of unspeakable feeling. What is king Louis doing? Maybe he’s just snuggling in his bed, and avoiding all the things. He always has excuses, too busy? He’s just a crowd that has an erratic confidence. Where did his confidence came from? I don’t know how things will go, and I don’t want to know.

Journal Entry 3:

Good Bye

I’ll never see the sun again. The light was dim, the floor was dirty, my heart was sorrow. I’ve never experienced such a nasty life before. Is this what it felt like being poor? I supposed a lot of assumptions for my future, but never have I imaged one day I could enter the jail. From a noble that can summon wind and call for rain, to an abject prisoner, such a big span. I miss my family; my daughter, my wife. I miss everything; my money, my cloths my luxury, everything that makes me grin. They are irretrievably gone. I will never pardon the people who shouts for equality. This world is unfair, even if they get what they want, darkness and inequality still marinates in this world. A lot of my friends has been slaughtered. Some people fortune enough to escape death like me, but still suffers from loneliness and incarceration. I really want to know what happened to my family. Once I thought about bribing a guard, but then I realize that I got nothing left to give out to. After the big chaos, Napoleon took in charge, and established a constitution. France changed. Our names will be erased; our traces will be eliminated forever. We are no longer important. This is the last journal, the end of my life.

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The French Revolution

French revolution is vital in the history. It represents change. Before the revolution, there’s a big difference between the rich and poor. Approximately 95% of the France population were poor. Only the poor has to pay taxes. Everything was unfair. The revolution made people got more human rights, and things are more equal. This was a big change not only on people’s status, also people’s thinking. The politic system is still the same, it’s still absolute monarchy. The leader changed from king louis to Napoleon. People received more rights, and somehow the poor got more rich.

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Love is a double-edged sword

Book: Jane Eyre

Bad Blood-Tylor Swift

Cause baby now we got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

So take a look at what you’ve done

Cause baby now we got bad blood

After Jane found out that Mr. Rochester was already married, she’s mad but more depressed. Bad Blood by Tylor swift demonstrated her anger.

I hate u, I love u-Gnash/Olivia O’Brien

It hurts me every time I see you

Realize how much I need you

I hate you I love you

I hate that I love you

Don’t want to but I can’t put

Nobody else above you

Even Jane was mad and left, she still couldn’t let Rochester go. Love and natural power is the only two things that people can’t control.

Fight Song-Rachel Platten

This is my fight song

Take back my life song

Prove I’m alright song

My power’s turned on

Starting right now I’ll be strong

I’ll play my fight song

And I don’t really care if nobody else believes

Cause I’ve still got a lot of fight left in me

This is when Jane has the resolute the leave and be herself. Say no to the people that put her down.

Shotgun-Yellow Claw/Rochelle

I will never fall for your lies again oh whoa

I will never fall for your lies again oh whoa

You shot me right in de face wit’ a shotgun

You shot me right in de face wit’ a shotgun

You shot me right in de

You shot me right in de

You shot me right in de

Face with a shotgun

This song revealed Jane’s mind when she found out that she has been deceived. And she’ll never fall for Rochester’s lie again. And Shotgun, this also shows how painful it is to be deceived by your lover.

Me and My Broken Heart-Rixton

All I need’s a little love in my life

All I need’s a little love in the dark

A little but I’m hoping it might kick start

Me and my broken heart

I need a little loving tonight

Hold me so I’m not falling apart

A little but I’m hoping it might kick start

Me and my broken heart

Yeah

Jane’s life was miserable, she is not greedy, all she wants is a little love in her life. She put the hope on Rochester.

What are Words-Chris Medina

Anywhere you are I am near

Anywhere you go I’ll be there

Anytime you whisper my name you’ll see

How every single promise I’ll keep

cause what kind of guy would I be

if I was to leave when you need me most

After Jane left, Rochester’s house was on fire, and in one night, he lost everything. But Jane love Rochester, not his property, his face or either his knowledge, is that person itself. So Jane went back and take care of him for the rest of her life.

Tears-Clean Bandit/Louisa Johnson

Tears on the ground tears on my pillow

You won’t bring me down

And I’ll get over you

These tears will get me through

And I’ll get over you

And I’ll get over you

And I’ll get over you

This is Jane’s thinking when so decide to leave Rochester, her tear is the last gift for Rochester.

Dangerously-Charlie Puth

This is gonna hurt

But I blame myself first

Cause I ignored the truth

Drunk off that love my head up

There’s no forgetting you

———

I loved you dangerously

More than the air that I breathe

Knew we would crash at the speed that we were going

Didn’t care if the explosion ruined me

Baby I loved you dangerously

I picked 8 songs to demonstrate Jane Eyre’s feeling. The whole atmosphere was melancholy, but also a strong sense of love. Jane found out that Mr. Rochester deceived her by not telling that he’s already married. This news is a shocking and devastating strike to Jane, she has such a sense of supreme dignity, so she decided to leave him. This might be the most struggling part of this book. The description of her mind revealed the ambivalence. Jane’s loves towards Mr. Rochester is undoubted, but she must hind it and suppress it. She was pretty mad when she found out the truth, but more is depression. She hated the lie, she hated the truth, she hated her-self because she couldn’t let Rochester go. Jane never disobey her sounds from her heart, so when Rochester lost everything, she came back and take care of him. All the song I choose is all about love. Love and natural power are the only two things that people can’t control. Love sure is delightful, but it’s a double-edged sword, so it can hurt a lot sometimes.

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