Month: March 2016

Haiku Poem

Book Spine poem 

Photo on 3-22-16 at 3.14 PM 6.21.08 PM

An act of love

Little bee

Gathering Blue

Into the Wild

Alice in the Wonderland


Darkness Be My Friend

The Fault in Our Stars








Life is unchanging

Tomorrow is a new day

Do something different


Parabolas Are Everywhere? No Way!

Do you know what are parabola is? Do you know what it looks like? If you want to  know what it is, watch the video and read the text at the bottom.

A parabola is a line on the graph that curves. Sometimes it looks like a rainbow, other times it looks like a smiley face. The two different kind of parabola is minimum and maximum. You can tell the difference between them easily when you compare them to smiley faces. The maximum always has a sad face and the minimum always has a happy face. Parabolas are mostly used in math, but you can see them everywhere. You may be confused, but look around you. You see anything that was an arc? Here are some simple examples: banana, water fountain, airplane taking off and landing, roller coaster, the McDonald’s ‘m’ letter, diving from a diving board, throwing a ball, a horse jumping over a fence, a ball bouncing, and so on. There are so many other parabolas around you and you don’t realize it.

In the video, I include a graph of the parabola. The parabola was formed by a paper ball being thrown in the air. The graph in the video shows you an example of restricted graph. It is restricted to the domain and range. This means that when it is restricted to the domain, it is the time when I threw the paper ball to the time it touches the ground. The restricted on the range is when it goes to the lowest point to the highest point, the vertex.

So far in math, we have been learning Quadratic Equations and finding other examples in real life that have a parabola. From seeing the video above and this text, I hope that you know realize that parabola is all around you.

Lilil’s Journal: A Iranian Girl’s Life

Throughout all four journals, you will see that it’s about my life, Lili’s life. From when I was a 17-year-old girl to an old lady who is 56. During this time I wrote 4 journals, and it includes my thoughts and ideas. I started off being a confused teenager, trying to follow her parents. Then I realized that I started liking the Shah more. By then Khomeini came and I was a supporter of Khomeini. Not only do I tell you the story of my life, I tell Iran’s story as well. I explain the different turning points in Iran. The Shah leaving and Dr.Mossadegh coming, Dr.Mossadegh being captured, the hostages from American Embassy, and War with Iraq. These four points changed my opinion of Iran and the people of Iran. This also changed what I thought of myself. When you read all my journals, you will get to know me better as a person and learn the history of Iran, but you’ll also know how Iran and I have changed.


Journal 1

“Mohammad Reza Shah Pahlavi | Shah of Iran.” Encyclopedia Britannica. N.p., n.d. Web. 17 Mar. 2016. “U.S.-backed Coup Topples Mossadegh.” N.p., n.d. Web.

 Journal 2:

CNN. Cable News Network, n.d. Web. 17 Mar. 2016.

“Women and Revolution in Iran.” Women and Revolution in Iran. N.p., n.d. Web. 17 Mar. 2016.

Journal 3: 

“Moms Against Poverty » Iran.” Moms Against Poverty Iran Comments. N.p., n.d. Web. 17 Mar. 2016.

Johnson, Sarah. “Frozen in Time: Eerie Pictures inside the ‘Argo’ U.S Embassy in Iran Reveal It Looks Exactly as It Did When Screaming Mob Held 52 Diplomats Hostage in 1979.” Mail Online. Associated Newspapers, 11 Mar. 2013. Web. 17 Mar. 2016.

Journal 4:

Wikipedia. Wikimedia Foundation, n.d. Web. 17 Mar. 2016.

“Aroosstilla.” N.p., n.d. Web. 17 Mar. 2016.

The Protests Never Changed


This multimedia blog post was made by using the book “Persepolis” by Marjane Satrapi, the pdf file “Khom_hostages”, and piktochart. I found similarities and differences between the two and picked out 5 differences and 4 similarities.

Throughout the revolution of Iran, there were many events that shaped Iran. Some changed Iran and some were the same and never change. Whether or not if those crisis or events were good or bad, we can’t undo them. What changed in Iran and made what it is today? Now the Iranians are under the Islamic Republic and it is better than the Shah. Many of the people that were ignored by the shah now attend to school, have safe access to drink water, and health clinics. Even though, the life of the people was better some things didn’t change. Unemployment in the country was still a problem, there were many protest, imprisonment and human right violations were common, and they still continued to protest and post things on the internet to express how they feel. All these changes that happen and the things that stayed the same was told differently in the book and in the pdf file. You will be able to learn more about the contacts and similarities between the book, “Persepolis”, and the pdf file, “Khom_Hostages” in the picture above.

Stand in My Shoes

“Nothing is more important than empathy for another human being’s suffering. Not a career. Not wealth. Not intelligence. Certainly not status. We have to feel for one another if we’re going to survive with dignity.” – Audrey Hepburn


In the book, “Persepolis” by Marjane Satrapi, a girl with short dark black hair with a black veil around head, named Marji is not an ordinary girl. As a six years old girl, her dream was to be a Prophet. Her teachers and friends thought she was crazy because she wanted to be a Prophet. She lied to her parents about what she wanted to be when she grew up. Marji had a holy book and only her grandmother knew about it. “Every night I had a big discussion with God.” (Satrapi 8) Unlike any other girl, she talks to God every night. All she ever wanted was: “I wanted to be justice, love and the wrath of God all in one.” (9)


Because of where Marji lives and her beliefs, she is forced to wear a veil. In the beginning of the book, she doesn’t want to wear the veil. “We didn’t really like to wear the veil, especially since we didn’t understand why we had to.” (3) On page 6, there is a picture of Marji wearing a veil on the right side and doesn’t wear a veil on the left side. On the left, she has dark charcoal hair that goes up to her neck. On the right, you can only see the black veil covering her body except her face. The picture also represents how she is different and has two sides to herself, modern and religious.


Although Marji is different than most girls in her school, she is compassionate and loving. From reading the book, you can tell that she is very empathetic. When her mother told her that her grandpa was put in a cell filled with water for hours, she would stay in the bathtub for a long time to know what it was like for her grandpa. Not all children around the world would do what Marji did. Spend their time to know what it feels like to live someone’s experience. Not only is Marji empathetic, she is also straightforward. When Marji overheard her mother talking on the phone, she heard the name Laly, her friend. She went to her Laly and asked her:

“Where’s your father?”

“On a trip.”

“Don’t you know that when they keep saying someone is on a trip it really means he is dead.” …. “At least that was the case with my grandpa.”… “The truth is sometimes hard to accept.” (48) Marji wanted to tell Laly the truth because she thought that Laly should know. She didn’t say it in a sympathy or cheerful way, she just wanted Laly to know what happen to her father.


Marji loves her family and thinks of them as her hero. “There are lots of heroes in my family. My Grandpa was in prison, my Uncle Anoosh too: for nine years! He was even in the U.S.S.R. my great-uncle Fereydoon proclaimed a democratic state and he was…” When Marji had to go to Austria because Iran wasn’t safe, she was sad and didn’t want to leave without her parents. She took down her favorite posters and gave them all to her friends. She realized that her friends loved her and how important they were to her. Because of who Marji is: empathetic, straightforward, loving, and caring, it made her special and different from everyone else.


I may not be like Marji, but we both have some similar experience. Marji is empathetic because she tries to understand someone’s past by doing it to herself. The story about her grandpa locked up in a cell for hours filled with water made her miserable and shocked. “That night I stayed a very long time in the bath. I wanted to know what it felt like to be in a cell filled with water.” … “My hands were wrinkled when I came out, like grandpa’s.” (25) My story is different because it took me a while to understand, but in the end, I knew what it felt like.


When I was in 6th grade I was in training orchestra. I played the violin and wasn’t the best at it. One of my best friends was also in training orchestra and played the violin, however, she was a lot better. One day, our teacher said we would have a test that will determine whether or not we stay in training orchestra or go to a higher level, intermediate orchestra. I wasn’t worried and didn’t care about going to intermediate orchestra. I didn’t practice and didn’t tell my parents we would have a test. Yet, my friend was the opposite. Her parents knew about the test and she would practice. On the day of the test, we would go into a room and play to the teacher. When the test was over she told me that she didn’t get into Intermediate orchestra and I didn’t as well. We were both happy that we would still be together, but then she sat on a chair and started crying. I was confused and didn’t understand. I asked her why she was crying. She told me that her parents wouldn’t be mad at her if she didn’t get into the intermediate orchestra, and she wasn’t sure why she was crying. I asked her if she wanted to go eat lunch, but she didn’t want to because she was afraid that our other friend might tease her for crying. So I stayed in the room with her. I went to the cafeteria to buy some food for her. I bought a chocolate croissant and split it in half with her. After lunch was over we went back upstairs. I didn’t know how she felt at that time, until this year. When I was trying out for swimming in the beginning of the year, I wanted to get into silver. My goal was to swim under 2:40 for 200 freestyle and 1:20 for 100 medley. When it was the day of the tryout, I didn’t get in silver. I got in bronze. My parents weren’t mad at me, but I cried. Tears came out of my eyes when I saw my time. I asked myself, why am I sad? It was because I was disappointed in myself and I didn’t reach my goal. Then I connected to what happened in 6th grade, when my friend was crying because she didn’t pass the test. Even though our goals were different, I knew how she felt, even if it took me two years to realize what it was like for her on that day.


My life is not like Marji, we are from different time period, live in different country, and have a different lifestyle. Nevertheless, we are both teenagers, making mistakes and memories. Most of all we both have empathy. We try to put ourselves in someone else’s shoe, try to understand how they feel. There’s no doubt that I’m nothing like Marji, but that doesn’t mean that we both can’t be empathic towards other people.


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