miércoles, 3 de julio de 2013

Third culture kids


Stimulus: "Some third culture kids have nothing beyond their passports to connect them with their home country. TCKs lose and gain from the fact that they grow up outside their passport country.”

 

Firstly, being a TCK doesn`t carry only bad things like the lost of a main religion, way of thinking etc, indeed they gain the benefits of being open minded. Open thinking guide the TCK to the top of the world. Most of politician TCK’s take better decisions than many other common politicians to solve problems, because they are born in one country raised in another and with the mixture of both cultures they have the capacity of solving better international issues. For example if a kid is born in a conflictive country and move right away to a peaceful one, he would have a better comprehension of the acts of the conflictive country because he lived and experienced some time of his life in there, the opposite is the common kid of the peaceful country that will only see the country from his peaceful perspective.

 

Another thing that carries to be a TCK is that they are always asking about where they belong or why he doesn't have a main culture, these are a few questions that cause existentialism in their minds since they are young. But existentialism can be considered also as an attribute for them, because while they grow up they start comprehending better the cultures that they are part of and their own culture as a product of this mixture, creating an open mind.

 

Being TCK carry loneliness since they are very young. The fact that they don’t have a concrete culture makes problems along their whole life to enter any society, at the end they only are able to be friend of open minded people or even only other TCK’s.

 


In conclusion, to be a TCK doesn’t carry completely bad characteristic, but good ones make incredible changes in societies that they are able to join. At the end, they can only feel the benefits of being an international kid after all the suffer when they are adults and experience the power of being open minded.

martes, 2 de julio de 2013

Maycomb in the 30's


   Let’s make an inspection to Maycomb County in the 30's.
Warning: do not read this if you have a good idea of Maycomb County, otherwise, might want to leave immediately.
This old and small town is located in the southern state of Alabama. Since I’m here, I could notice the weather was really veering. From the insufferable heat of the sun in summer, to the most freezing days that I've ever had in his life in winter. But this year was special, with my investigation I could notice that the snow that I was watching in winter was a very strange phenomenon for this county. When I entered, the first thing I saw was the nature filling every corner of the streets and the separation of the white people and black people. The Great Depression hitted very hard this place, even the richest couldn't escape from it. White ones lived in old Victorian houses decorated with porches with Eave dentils and Tuscan columns, while black ones stayed near the dumps in the worst conditions with their children playing in the dirt, also felt bad for them. It seemed that the civil was still having part here. There weren't many cars, but every of them were luxurious and belonging to white people like the Buick Eight, the Packard Eight, or the Rolls-Royce Phantom II. Population was short in number, every one took care of the other but the race segregation was notorious the whole time, even in clothes. The white man wore a suit the whole year doesn't matter if it’s the American summer suit or the London cut, , with beautiful silk handkerchiefs peering out their jacket pockets, but if you were different and individualist, you'd never be in the box( I felt segregated too). 
Finally, I wouldn't recommend a journey to this town, and even more make roots in here because, even if they look as kind and nice as any other person of a lost town, at the end you will notice that everyone is rude, reserved and suspicious.

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Boo's Diary "To Kill a Mockingbird"

Date unknown,

Winter is here. I'm starting to notice this house need reparations. It's been a while since those kids came to play. Now they are just two. Not worried for this but I'm starting to like those kids. They make me remember my childhood. I hope I could read that letter they were trying to reach me. Still can't understand why did he filled that hole in the tree with cement. Messed up our game. They still haven't notice that I am the one who is placing this everywhere. Can't wait for summer to see the three of them planning a new game im my yard. Can't remember the last time I've spoke to someone. Maybe living in cloister must have me saying rubbish. Maybe someday I will be able to go out and show myself to the actual Maycombians.     
...someday...