A Note to Our Teachers

Last night I remembered a question someone had asked me. "Did you keep a journal when you were younger?", I said "yes, but I didn't write in it much." She said "OK" and that was it.

Last night I remembered this, and thought of a the real reason why I didn't write in that journal. Mostly it was because of embarrassment. Though no one would see what I wrote unless I showed them, I always felt a little stupid when I was writing, or would re-read my entries. I felt like I didn't have enough words to describe how I was feeling. I wasn't really shocked when I came to this realization. I am a slow learner. That's something I've come to be alright with. I do learn, I do have those "ah ha" moments when every things clear, it just takes me a minute longer to reach these points.

When I was younger no one ever took an interest into what made me think about things. I felt my teachers didn't take enough interest into figuring out how I learned. Sometimes I felt they didn't really care if I learned or not.

I think that when you teach something you should follow though to make absolutely sure that every single one of your students understands. A child might be extra quiet because she doesn't understand. Or a child may act out when he feels he is being left behind. You can bet money that we feel it when were left behind. It's in the air. There's this buzzing excitement that comes with learning. A feeling of accomplishment when you know that you can learn.

It was a very liberating experience when I learned how I learned. I was speaking to a friend and I told her, "I learn differently, and that's OK." Before that point I was terrified of school(at this point I was in my 1st years of college), and I wouldn't take chances in my writing because I didn't no how.

So Thank You to the few teachers, and counselors, and friends that took(and continue to) an interest, it made a difference!!

Things that help.

Thanks to this lovely lady I've found some nice hair styles to do in my (half relaxed/half natural) hair. I've been transitioning since late may. I watch the video above and ran into the bathroom with a tweezer and came out with nice results, if I don't say so my self. =)

This is my favorite hair style from her. Quick, easy, and classy

Snow

I tried to make a tiny time line of all the snow that fell last week. I almost slid right down my stairs taking the last photo. There's snow in the forcast later this week. Taken Feb/2010 in Brooklyn, New York.

The first photo goes with the Round Midnight project.

Nighty-night

For the Round Midnight project. Taken in Fed/2010.

Daniel

My friend Daniel. His one of those gorgeous boys, but isn't a jerk about it. I worked with him for a couple of years, and I have always been a fan of his face! =) He has this contagious smile and laugh. Shot in the beginning of January. It was so cold that day, but the time flew by with us walking around bed-stuy laughing it up!

Self Portraits

This isn't who I really am. The emotions on my face aren't the ones' that I'm feeling. This makes me wonder if the people who I've photographed have been as dishonest with me as I can be with myself.

Lesson Learned

"When people show you there true colors, believe them."

People like nice people.
People take advantage of nice people.
You can't be mad at any but yourself when someone takes advantage of your kindness. I think the quote is by Maya Angelou.