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For my final project, I turned trash into treasure!! As I walk through Philadelphia, I constantly see trash littering the streets with an abundance of plastic bags. After watching a few tutorials on how to turn them into yarn “plarn” I felt inspired to give them life again as a sustainable and useful item. It took many drafts and sketches to get the final product but I am happy with my result. Crocheting is a hobby I have always enjoyed, and experimenting with new materials is something I will definitely continue in the future!
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An owl statue, typically used to scare animals from home gardens, now sits as a mannequin modeling a balaclava and earmuffs.
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I believe that my grandfather, or as I call him, my poppy, is like a father to me. I strongly believe that he has taught me more things than a father ever could. I also believe that he would do everything in his power to keep me safe. As grandparents grow older, they cannot do as many of the things they did so easily anymore. My great grandfather, a WWII veteran and immigrant, had raised my poppy to always put others before yourself and to fight for the people you love. My grandfather has succeeded in giving me a life full of opportunities and it has given me confidence I am grateful for. Going off to college worried him, not because he didn’t trust me, but because he couldn’t be there to protect me. Being a young woman coming from a small town to Philadelphia was a huge change I wasn’t mentally ready for. I asked myself for a way to go to college with a piece of him with me at all times so I could feel safe. Being a former black belt in karate, my poppy believed that self defense is something everyone should know properly, including me. Being a man of smaller size, self defense techniques have helped my poppy escape dangerous situations in his teenage years. Hearing these stories had inspired me to learn with his help. For months, he had tried teaching me in our make-shift studio all the techniques that could come in handy. Where I did enjoy the art and movement of karate, I couldn’t execute the techniques well as my body felt awkward. A month down the road, A jiu jitsu studio had opened near my house. The first class was free, so I jumped at the chance along with some friends. I immediately fell in love with jiu jitsu and the environment and began taking it more seriously. My poppy could not have been more proud of me as I came home that night to show him all the techniques I had picked up, which helped in karate as well. As months before college passed by, he had told me that saw his eager younger self in me as I received my blue belt with a smile from ear to ear. Now whenever I compete, I can only feel as if he is there inside of me guiding my next move. Thanks to my poppy, I have a sense of security in the city as I walk to class knowing he is with me if I need him. The video of my talent is a jiu jitsu match of me at a recent competition in Philly.
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Claws
I look at you
you look at me, what do you see?
the same me you have always seen
but i’m not,
at least not under the surface.
my knuckles itch and itch as
acute daggers poke out of the skin
I force them down,
It is still light.
My jaw aches and aches asÂ
my flat molars turn sharp,
I must wait til night.
I drag myself across the setting sun in search of others
others who see the me underneath.
I encounter another, two, three
we all share the same thought.
It almost as if a magnet has drawn our heads to look to the sky
to see a bright white orb encased in the clouds,
looking right back at us
my chest opens as I take a deep breath in,
on exhale I let out all my troubles with a melodic howl
as those around me join in harmony.
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