Some Lessons from the assembly Line

            Andrew Braksmas essay is about him being a full time student to a full time worker over the summer. He describes how after working in the factories he appreciate being able to have a higher education. He learned how a person can be working at a place for years and still have to worry about being laid off, do to downsizing. I can relate to Braksmas because, after high school I went straight into the labor force working gruesome hours.

          My family had a family sign business that started from one car garage to a eight thousand square feet warehouse. My father built this business so that one day I would be able to run it. Right after high school I gladly accepted the responsibility to run the family business. But little I knew, how much time and dedication I put into the business. The overwhelming knowledge that goes behind making a sign was giving me white hairs. There was no college out there that would teach you how to build a sign. So the knowledge and the trait in building a sign was pass down to from my father. After four years in the industry I decided that the sign business was not for me. Its not the fact that I do want the responsibility if my father steps down. But the fact that I would have to crawl into a one foot attic to install a sign, or the long hours, and the constant phone calls from customers complaining about employees messing up is not the path I wanted for myself. So I fired myself to pursue my life long dream to become a chef.

Langston Hughes essay " Salvation"

            Langston Hughes dealt with lying in church and had to keep it from everyone because, he was not sure he believed in god. As a young boy Hughes was at church and was escorted to the front row on the mourners bench with all the other young sinners. Many prayers sat around the little sinners and prayed for them so they are able to see Jesus. One by one the little sinners saw Jesus. But Hughes did not see Jesus. Then he questioned if there is a Jesus because, the boy before him lied about seeing Jesus and no punishment was thrust upon him. When I was seven I experience my very first lie.

              It was after school my father was waiting to pick me up in front of school. While I walk towards him he yelled from afar " how did I do on my spelling test?" I thought to myself for a second, thinking that my dad help me all night to help me prepare for test and I did not want to tell him that I got a C. I slowly grab my dad hand with my sweaty palms, nervous to tell him a lie that might devastate him if he found out the truth. So I slowly stuttered that I got a B on my test. I clenched my eyes tight thinking something bad will happen because, I just told a lie. But suddenly I felt this hug from my father and the words congratulation. I was jaw dropping stunned on how easily it was to lie. So I smiled at my dad and kept walking. As I grew older and older, my skills at lying got better. Even though I was not proud of my lies, it kept me out of trouble. 

Cell Phones and Social Graces

Charles Fisher is an English teacher, that fed up with people that do not have the common courtesies while using a cell phone. Fisher understands the usefulness of cellphones and how it benefits us. But the fact that how the invention of cell phones, create constant availability to a person. I do agree with Fisher view point, of peoples lack the common courtesy while using a cellphone.

Even though I agree with Fisher and how common courtesy comes a long way with cellphone users. I like many people have a cellphone. The purpose of my constant cellphone use is that everything that I need is on it. The constant communication that I am able to have with my younger siblings. Being able to Email teachers if I am running late or asking what have I miss last week. But I draw the line at using a cellphone while driving. People do not fully understand the major consequences using a cellphone while driving has. I could be one of the worst driver out there; I been in plenty full  accidents. None my fault, but all from cellphone users while driving. I do not understand how a person can be looking at their cellphones and going 65mph on a freeway at the same time, its just stupidity. 

Darkness at Noon

       Harold Krents' purpose in writing Darkness At Noon, is to show that people would assume things that are completely false. By trying to explaining that if they are blind they are not deaf nor a mute. As an Asian teenager in high school, other students usually come up to me assuming that I am brainiac. Thats why I do agree with Krent's viewpoint, on how people  treat handicap as if they were as a child. Not everything you presume about a person isn't always true. As my friends in high school assume I was brainiac of math.
       I usually here this stereo type around high school, that Asians are good at math. Many of my peers always come to me, making an assumption that I am good at math. Thinking that I am mathwize just because, I dress a little dorky. But truthfully I am terrible at math. There this one time during algebra class, I had trouble understanding my math problems. So I ask the good friend that was sitting next to me if he could help me out with the problems. His answered was "pshh..smart ass". I was thinking to myself "really", did he assume that I was making fun of him. "I really did needed help with these math problems", I responded back kind-fully. Even though I really wanted to slap him silly. I don't even know where that stereotype came from. But it is ridiculous, how many people believe its true. This is just a little comparison to what Krent deal's with, on a day to day bases, living with a disability since day one.

So whats so bad about being SO-So?

Lisa Wilson Strick is telling us how competitive everything people can be.  Even hobbies she enjoys, like knitting. There is someone else telling her that there are better ways to knit. But Strick always enjoyed doing everything So-So.  .  There is always someone out there that will judge you for wearing improper gear for running. I have always enjoyed arts, such as choir, and three art classes in high school. But I knew that I wasn’t great at it, I still continued doing it, because it kept me centered and relax.  I do enjoy experience something knew often, by finding something exciting to do; maybe ill go sky diving next.

                My friend TK and I were on the volleyball team during senior year of high school. While he was very competitive, I enjoyed learning something new and also gave me a reason to get out the house. TK always wanted to be the top player and always pushing himself to be better than everyone else. That’s why he was the team captain. One day we were going up against Monterey Trail High school volleyball team. Every match in the past they have defeated us, and we were not going to let them destroy us on our home turf. We push ourselves to the limit, running around like craze monkeys trying to keep the ball in play. It went back forth, we would score a point then they would come back and score a few points. TK was exhausted but, still push himself over his limit. I served the ball, other team did their pass and spike the ball. It went straight for me; I nervously pass the ball to the setter. Hoping I didn’t mess up the pass. TK was getting ready to spike the ball, he ran up to the net while the setter set the ball to him, he went with quickness, jump and swung his hardest. While he came back down, he landed on his left ankle.  I knew he could have prevented this if he took a break and relax. But his completive ego push him to a sprang ankle. 

Stuff is not Salvation

         Anna Quindlen's purpose for writing "Stuff is not Salvation", is to show how much people spend mad money on things they cant live with out .Couple of months later it ends up in the corner collecting dust. I know by first hand what Anna Quindlen is trying to say. As a young dad that sacrifice his education, so that he can support my mom, my brother, and me. I learned very young that I will not get everything that I wanted.
         As a young family it was difficult to save up money for anything. Two years have gone by and my family is more stable because, my mother had to drop out of school and find a job as well. So that me and my brother can live a better life. With two incomes in the house, me and my brother were able to get things we wanted. But we understood that my parents work hard to be able to provide for us. Before we had hand me downs, toys from garage sales, and flea markets. My parents always wanted to provide us with the best of toys because, where my parents came from they did not get everything. So they would shower us with new things. Now when I look back, I notice most of the things we got were dust collectors. I did appreciated it when i was younger and still do to this day. To this day I look at things I want at the store, and ask myself if I will be using it next week. If not then forget it.

Amy Tan

       Amy Tan was ashamed of her family because, they have a different ethnic background then the minister's family. But later on Amy tan understand that she should be proud the be different then others. After she gotten over Robert Amy was able to appreciate who she was. I also felt ashamed  once or twice when I was young.  When I was just seven years old, my family and I went on little vacation to Disneyland.
      I was having a great time with my family at Disneyland. Having no care in the world. Jumping up and down from the sugar rush I get from eating to much candy. The family wanted to go on a roller coasters; I was deeply afraid of roller coasters at this age. I refused to go on the ride because i was ashamed of people knowing that I was afraid of roller coasters , but there was no one there to watch over me, so I was dragged to my uncertain death. When you go into a dark tunnel and it starts to go faster and faster then it suddenly starts to do the sharp turns while it thrash my head left to right. It starts dramatically goes up slowly. Deep sigh of relief hopping it is all over.But then it suddenly stops 200 ft above the ground. this would of been a good time to say that  I was afraid of heights as well. my heart is throbbing out of my chest. Holding for dear life, the cart slowly creeps forward like a old man. Then down to my grave I cried as the cart swooshes downwards to my death. As I knew it the ride was over. I sat there for a minute just to take in what have just happened. Then started to cry because I was really upset that my parents put trough that and also I was scared to death just a few moments ago. But my parents brought me outside and got me Ice cream and I shut up and stop crying. While enjoying my ice cream,  they said to me that I will never get over my fears, If I do not come face to face with my fears. They also called me a little girl for crying. So I manned up and started to ride roller coasters. First I started with the kiddie rides that is only 3 feet off the ground and moved my way up to the bigger and the faster rides.

My Bio

Hey HEY hey everyone, you can either call me Jason or Jay doesn't matter to me. Born and Raised In Sacramento. This would be my first quarter at the Art Institute,before i was going to Cosumnes River College in South Sacramento for Accounting..boring.. Hopefully when i am done with my Culinary program I would be able to start up my own restaurant. I enjoy long walks on the beach....JK.
I like anything that is active. Snowboarding, long boarding, camping, hiking, EATING , and sleeping.