I remeber that we talked about Venezuela and how factory workers are taking their factories back,turning into socialism and away from capitalism. They wanted change,they asked for board members.They hold elections and that every worker is invited to talk about the problems and how to solve it. Its kinda like a democracy. Alcasca (i dont know if I spelled it write) but their reaching for more freedom and that they help umeployed workers to work to do beter or give them full time jobs instead of contracts.They dont want a war,they want change. There’s another factory sells cotton directly because then everyone gets an eqaul pay and not that the…

At home(cause i wasnt there that day), I read “The Work You Do, The Person You Are” by Toni Morrison, and it really made me think about growing up and responsibility. The story is about a young girl working for an older wealthy woman, and what stood out to me was how mature she seemed for her age. She acted like an adult in many ways, but you could still tell she was a kid who wanted to enjoy small moments.The story shows how work can shape you, but it doesn’t fully define who you are. Even though she takes on responsibilities, she’s still figuring herself out. It also made…

I was took the moment to take this time to read Keith E. Benson’s and Leah Z. Owens’s Professional Development Research Paper titled “Unpacking the Shortcomings of ‘College and Career Readiness’ as an Educative Approach in Urban Schools as Preparation for Tomorrow’s Economy.” While the concept of college and career readiness has a positive value, the authors of the article support that the concept has many flaws that relate to the pre-existence of urban education’s systemic inequities and discrimination in education. Although some believe that by preparing students to be able to go to college or enter the workforce, there is still a significant issue of inequality that will remain…

Another Day, Same Brain I wake up with my heart already tired,like it worked the night shiftwithout clocking out. The mirror and I have a complicated relationship.Some days it says you’re fine,other days it saysyou’re the before picture.  I drink coffee like it’s medicine.Scroll through other people’s happinesslike it’s a museum.Everyone is glowing in soft lightingand I’m fluorescent at best. My phone knows too much about me.Knows I pause too longon pictures of girls who look effortless,girls who say “just vibes”like anxiety isn’t sitting next to themon the couch. If I could swap lives for a daylike the moviesI’d choose someone who sleeps eight hours,someone who walks into roomslike they…