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eupd: 5 minutes of science

Posted by Corinthia Bell in Science and Society · Best · A Band on Saturday, December 31, 2016 at 9:41 pm

The Science aspect of this disorder involves psychological and emotional impairment. Recent research has shown that 1.6% of the population has BPD. BPD or EUPD (emotionally unstable personality disorder) is a mental illness defined by deeply enduring patterns of distress, social dysfunction, and self-destructive behaviour. It causes one to be out of control of their own feelings and urges to harm themselves due to the hurt within and a messed brain and past. Symptoms include emotional instability, feelings of emptiness, intense emotions, insecurity, social isolation, compulsive and impulsive behavior, dangerous and self-destructive behavior, and self-harm. Reasons why an individual may have this disorder maybe because of genetics, brain chemical and development problems, and also environmental factors. In terms of brain chemicals, serotonin is a chemical responsible for maintaining mood balance, and a deficit of this can lead to depression. Victims may also have Depression, anxiety, eating disorders, and thoughts of suicide.  It is ever hard for individuals to control their destructive urges due to this disorder altering levels of serotonin of the brain.


This disorder impacts society by influencing all of the medical fields that study mental illness. This mental illness is now becoming more common due to it being a serious mental illness with the chance of someone having it becoming a more higher population percentage. Statistics say women are more prone to have eupd than men by a ratio of 3 to 1. This disorder is simply something that affects humans... the individuals that have this everything they do will be affected by this disorder. As well affects their relationships, with the fear of abandonment and self-doubt. However this disorder has helped society understand the human brain more and people with this mental illness.  

 I myself suffer with this disorder and whilst being such way i’ve never known what was wrong with me, why I’ve felt to have such strong urges to harm myself with unstable emotions, so I’ve learned to grow and understand myself more with this disorder. My thoughts on having this is truly of the unbearable but I’m slowly finding hope and receiving treatment.


Sources:


https://www.verywell.com/borderline-personality-disorder-statistics-425481


http://www.forbes.com/sites/alicegwalton/2015/02/09/7-ways-meditation-can-actually-change-the-brain/#6e9d36197023

http://www.nhs.uk/Conditions/Borderline-personality-disorder/Pages/Causes.aspx

http://mediarelations.cornell.edu/2014/07/09/study-cracks-how-the-brain-processes-emotions/

https://www.nimh.nih.gov/health/topics/borderline-personality-disorder/index.shtml#part_145387  

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC2816919/

 


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Society can make us Pigs.

Posted by Corinthia Bell in English 3 - Pahomov - D on Monday, May 2, 2016 at 4:44 am
From The Taming Of The Shrew and The Craft.


The concept of romance is defined with many perspectives by many humans. From the “Taming Of The Shrew”, a character Petruchio weds a rotten spirited female, Katherine. In the 1996 movie “The Craft”, a character Chris dates a self-possessed spirited female, Sarah. From both of these stories, both male's perspective of romance are terrible. That is because they’ve sought love for their own purposes. In the end of these stories, there is a deep message implied, and it is that some males view females as possessions, of theirs, that they may use and control for their own benefit. However, one of the story’s ending turns out that males could also punished for being horrible.  


Petruchio and Chris are similar for being known as horrible humans, in their relationships, they used someone they were falsely in love with. These males also differ. At the end of “The Taming Of The Shrew”, Petruchio receives a loyal wife that subjects and worships him. At the end of “The Craft”, Chris receives not a loyal girlfriend but a death, of his own, from a loyal friend of Sarah’s. Also Petruchio wants nothing but to use Katharine simply for her abundant wealth. Chris wants nothing but to use Sarah for her body. These texts reflect that males can use females, due to their very own nature of possession, because of their mentality from society that brainwashes them to believe and carry out that they are the “controlling ones”.



“Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou know One rich enough to be Petruchio’s wife— As wealth is burden of my wooing dance— Be she as foul as was Florentius’ love, As old as Sibyl, and as curst and shrewd As Socrates’ Xanthippe or a worse, She moves me not—or not removes at least Affection’s edge in me, were she as rough As are the swelling Adriatic seas. I come to wive it wealthily in Padua; If wealthily, then happily in Padua.”

(Act I, Scene ii, 63-73)


Of this quote, Petruchio speaks of finding a wife to marry from Padua. He says that he’ll marry whomever, because he cares not for the kind of wife he were to have, because his true desire of marriage is to marry for money and not for true love. Later on, Petruchio goes onto Katharine’s father asking for his hand in marriage, and he grants their wedding to happen. This shows how males use females due to their own nature of possession.  Katharine’s possession was her wealth. Petruchio wanted her wealth. Wealth is known as a form of economic survival in society. Petruchio’s mentality is obtain this economic survival in the most fullest way from one of the wealthiest female’s in Padua.  


Similar unto Petruchio, Chris from “The Craft” wanted to use Sarah.

 

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“Sarah:

You don't even know me.

Chris:

Here. I'll give you a back rub.

Sarah:

I don't want a back rub.

I don't want you to. Just let go.

Chris:

Just relax for a second.

Turn around.

Sarah:

I think you should take me home.

Chris:

No! Sarah, come on.

Sarah:

Take me home, okay?

Chris:

Just hold me, okay?

Sarah:

Let go.

Chris:

Hold me first.

Sarah:

Fine. I'll walk.

Chris:

Goddamn it!

Sarah, get back--

Come back here.

- Goddamn it!

Sarah:

Please, Chris! Let go of my arm!

Chris:

Stay still!”


Of this scene, Chris convinces Sarah to have dinner with him. Sarah is known to be the ‘new girl’ at his school, and there’s already rumors about her and Chris dating. This night was their third night spending time alone together, and Sarah already felt Chris not truly loving her for whom she was, but hoped he would. After Chris stopped the car, Sarah and him were talking about how they’ve been feeling lately and Sarah finds Chris to not have the same as hers, their mentalities were different. Sarah then asks, “aren’t supposed to go to a restaurant?” and Chris replys “no”, and they then began discussing about Chris and his feelings for Sarah and she also finds out he doesn’t care for whom she was, he only cared for he nature of possession. She possessed a female body. Chris wanted her female body. Society has had many standards of the female body, and during that time, Sarah’s body fulfilled those standards. Chris’s mentality was to not know Sarah personally but to use her for her body, that was his true desire of their relationship.


“Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign, one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body… My hand is ready, may it do him ease.”

(Act V, Scene ii, 140-183)


Of this quote, Katharine finally submits to her husband she had to marry. She refers to him as a “Lord” saying she will do whatever he commands and commits her life to his.  She commits to a loud, boisterous, eccentric, quick-witted, and frequently drunk fool for a husband. Petruchio’s wish of being wealthy has come true and with it he has a loyal wife. Petruchio’s mentality is currently fulfilling society's way of living economically with a  loyal female Katharine.  


However, Chris from “The Craft” can't fulfill and comprehend society's standards of having a girlfriend with a perfect body.giphy.gif

“You are nothing. You are shit. You don’t exist. The only way you know how to treat women, is by treating them like whores! When you're the whore! And that's gonna stop ! Do you understand?...”


Of this scene, Chris is tongue-lashed by Sarah’s friend because in the scene before Chris tried to use Sarah for her body but in the wrong way, failing. Sarah’s friend, Nancy, has a past with Chris knowing he comes onto any female with a ‘perfect body’. In this scene he also refers to Nancy being jealous of his wanting for Sarah but Nancy replies him as being “nothing” to her. She then lists why he’s nothing and how a horrible human he is, and as this happens her anger for his stupidity kills him. That is because she’s a witch with powers, Sarah and two other friends of hers are too. Due to Chris’s mentality from society, he is killed by a witch.




In concluison, Society’s attitudes of courtship/dating from these portrayals show that to receive one’s true desire they must seek and find it by deceiving though courtship/dating, being aware of whomever is near or the deception will be found out and there will be punishment. The reason of why is because Chris is dead for pretending to be interesting with ‘new girl’ but Petrichor is alive still for marrying wealthiest female. Society has turned these two males into desperate standard fulfilling self-absorpting humans. Therefore, these texts reflect that males can use females, due to their very own nature of possession, because of their mentality from society that brainwashes them to believe and carry out that they are the “controlling ones”.


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~Sehnsucht~

Posted by Corinthia Bell in English 3 - Pahomov - D on Monday, January 11, 2016 at 12:53 pm
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A girl named Corinthia, with prissy nature in all that she did, an imaginative mind that’d wished for beautiful impossible things, and a sweet heart that’d worry for everyone else‘s but her own, woke up with this feeling of pain. When all seemed wonderful for her, with a mommy and daddy that were back together, two twin sisters to play with and a ducky that she always held and slept with, no longer seemed wonderful anymore because of this sickness.  

“What’s wrong?” her mother asks.  

“My tummy hurts.”, she groaned.

“Ahww. Okay, just rest some more, and I’ll make you some tea.”

“Hmkay” she replied.

This kind of day she woke up on, became into the rest of the days she woke up on making all worry, to send her to medical attention. Powders were poured into her drinks before drinking, pills were swallowed before eating, and only certain foods were eaten, which made the girl very sad.

It began when I was eleven. It was during the 5th grade when I was sick. I’d had this sickness that made me have trouble eating and digesting my food. I always had this feeling that eating was wrong, which made me not eat normally when I was supposed to. I then became thinner and a bit below the average weight for my age then. I was 72 pounds in the 5th grade, and eating wasn’t my favorite thing.

“Krin you have to go to school. You can’t stay home all day”, my mother says.  

“I don’t know, but maybe I’ll try.”

“Okay, get dressed.”

“Okay.”

I was missing lots of school because of this, or when I did go, I’d always have the school nurse call to be picked up early. Soon I had to be hospitalized. I was diagnosed with a serious intestine issue that made me not be able to eat normally or go to the the bathroom normally, and always feel terrible pain. The pain I felt was this feeling of something choking the lower part of my tummy.

“The ultrasound monitor shows a lot of unwanted stool that’s worsening the  problem, so we’ll have to keep her for at least three days for treatment.”

“What kind of treatment?”, my mother says.

“Well, it's not easy, but when the doctor returns, we’ll show you.”

“It’s simple, but difficult if she can’t handle it. All we’ll do is fill you up with a laxative but it requires this tube down your nostril, so you’ll need to be really still”, says the doctor.   

The feeling of this thick string winding down inside of me happened. I then sat there looking at the ceiling while hearing the flow of liquid come within me. The time I was in the hospital made me scared not only because the reasons of why I was there, but from how I saw other children just like me who were also sick, making me wonder if I were to get better and become well or if I were not to get better. I also wondered about when I could return to school, and I then began to remember some of my friends from school that were worried about me, which made me question “why couldn’t I be healthy like them? Why am I this way?” I just simply questioned reasons for not being normal, realizing I wasn’t like everyone else, and that I was me, sick. Laying with me on my hospital bed was my stuffed duck, named Ducky. I had him ever since my 7th birthday, and seeing him gave me comfort that I would return home and that there wouldn’t be another birthday party but some other kind of celebration for just me.

When I left the hospital, my sisters greeted me home, happy to see I was feeling better, and I started to feel happy too because I was feeling better. At home I was also given gifts of more stuffed animals, cozy pajamas, and get well cards from family. When I returned to school, the same thing happened. Everyone in my class wrote me a huge “happy you’re back” card and my teacher even gave me this huge green and pink stuffed caterpillar. But after feeling temporarily happy, I still wasn’t happy because I still had to recover and become healthy like I once was before. I then felt as if I’d always be this “food freak” person and not eat the things that were my favorite before. These were my first stages of depression.

From this something that makes a clear connection unto the book, The Yellow Birds, is how I was similarly connected to the main character, Burtle. He carried his guilt home from the war and I carried my sadness from my sickness. I soon then grew into a fear of becoming sick again, so I started to avoid people because I started to feel anxious near them. To me they seemed like cluttering crowds of beings filled with germs that could soon trigger a stomach ache later for me. So whenever I’d ride a bus with my Nama or was in public, I was scared. This was similar to Bartle. He tried avoiding other people, simply to rid of his grief and the memory of his actions. I as well, tried to rid of my memory of being sick by avoiding other breathing humans.

As time passed, with my depression I soon noticed that my imagination of beautiful impossible things began to strengthen. I began having these visions of worlds I’ve never seen before. Whenever I’d closed my eyes, I’d find these fading colors, swirling shades of darkness and these mystical beings I couldn’t ever truly explain. So I soon decide to express these things with the use of poetry and artwork. Which helped me release things on my heart, making my spirit feel better. Soon I then slowly began to recover and I could finally love food and the things again as before. Today I’m fully recovered from this Intestine issue but not the scars it left on me. I still have to have a speacial certain kinds of foods to be eaten and I still experience depression and fear of people. I now no longer believe in this “perfect healthy person” that I’d always wished to be but this person “continuously in growth” that’ll one day be all that she’s meant to be, I do believe in.


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Private ways of style

Posted by Corinthia Bell in English 2 - Pahomov - A on Tuesday, January 20, 2015 at 9:07 am


Sometimes In writing, authors have a way of capturing the reader’s mind and emotions through deep description of each and every moment occurring in the book. They can be descriptive of the setting, where the main character is or where s/he is going, they can be descriptive of the actions/events, what is happening to the character or what will and they can also be descriptive of the kind of person the main character is. In Private the author, Kate Brian, use much description of her character’s surrounding. Her main character, Reed Brennan has been through a series of events through transferring into high school, amidst from struggles of her family. To give readers a clear perfect understanding of what they’re reading the author must write much description of every moment in the book, which will grasps all the book’s feels as along with the reader’s.

From the start, Reed begins to say of her hometown and she discuss in detail the surroundings of herself. She says it in a way that shows feelings in sorrowly boredom way, as if she wanted to be elsewhere wishing that she had better. “Where I come from is gray. The bland, square strip malls. The water in the lake at the center of town. Even the sunlight has a murky quality. We barely get spring and we never get autumn. The leaves fall off the sickly trees early each September before they even have a chance to change, tumbling down on the shingled roofs of the standard- houses, each one exactly the same as the last.” Of this quote, the author uses much detail of describing her hometown. It gave the reader a clear understanding of how her town is. For it said, “Where I come from is gray,” had given the reader a sense that where she lived was moppy and dull. Then she wrote, “Even the sunlight has a murky quality. We barely get spring and we never get autumn,” which is out of the ordinary cause its supposed to happen, so that made the reader feel that since its nature is not normal, then it may be boring because what’s supposed to happen, isn’t happening.

Onward as the reader reads, the author includes more detail of the moment Reed rides to her new glorious high school. “As my dad drove our dented Subaru through the sunny streets Easton, Connecticut, it was all I could do to keep from pressing my nose to the dog-slobbered window. The shops here had colorful cloth awnings and windows that gleamed. The streetlamps were the old-fashioned kind that were electric now, but had once been lit by a guy on a horse toting a pole and flame. Potted plants hung from these lamps, bursting with red bright flowers, still dripping from a recent dousing with a garden. Even the sidewalks were pretty: neat and lined with brick, topped by towering oak trees.” Of this quote, the author is describing just the pathway to Reed’s beloved high school. She has memorized the campus’s map and read everything about the high school itself, so she’s clearly obsessed with it. Then on her way to it she couldn’t help to daze out of her original state and admire the beauty in her surroundings. When in thought of the beauty, “the shops here had colorful cloth awnings”, which gives the reader a sense that she’s comparing her hometown to high school’s city by saying “here” and there it has color, whereas back home there was none. Also by the author describing all things being “pretty” and “neat”, which gives the reader a clear understanding that the pathway is where the rich walketh upon.  



When Reed step foot on the campus she gleamed of joy and awe of the amazement around her but she then also felt as if she were the girl that hadn’t belonged. The girls around her had far more than what she ever could have, such as designer brand luggage, purses, clothing and appearances that were snobby. She then went to the her advisor for her room and schedule. "Her basement office was dark, the walls made of stone and lined by shelves full of dusty leather-bound books. It was lit only by two windows set high in the wall." This quote helps the reader visualize where Reed is going and how the scene is set up gives a better understanding what’s going on because it provides a picture how it would of looked in actual real life. “Her basement office was dark” already starts off with giving the reader a sense that she’s into an office that's going to be where much information of the environment will be mentioned. When she meets her advisor she breaks down the rules and expectations in a “good luck, you’ll need it” tone. “Full of dusty leather-bound books”, shows also that already her advisor has been well adapted to the high school and knows all the do’s and dont’s in a critical form of way.

A story that can truly relate to connecting of how the author can use description the capture the book’s emotion/feelings in from the Russian Sleep Experiment. Of that story it tells of Russian researchers who conducted a study where five prison inmates were placed in a sealed airtight chamber with an experimental gas that tested the effects of prolonged sleep deprivation, for 30 days. “On the ninth day the screaming began. First one subject, then another, was observed running around the chamber, screaming at the top of his lungs for hours on end. Just as disconcerting was the reaction of the other subjects, who began ripping apart the books they'd been given to read, smearing the pages with feces, and plastering them over the mirrored windows so their actions could no longer be observed.” The author  of this story uses visual descriptions of things happened and how the reactions of the character is which establishes the kind of atmosphere or environment for the reader. This affects the reader by the description being in sequence and helping the them visualize each moment occurring, so they feel as if they were the Russian scientists testing the experiment. It also gives them the feels of them being anxious for what’s going to happen next, of the tester’s actions.

Back unto Private, another last example of how the author uses visual details is though Reed’s thoughts has also been said in the sense of smell, to give the reader a not just an emotion of the atmosphere but an experiencal moment of familiar recollection. “Dozen of girls crowded on around the couches and chairs, chatting and laughing. The place was packed and the decibel level was staggering. A thick concoction of perfumes and scented hair products and scented lotions choked the air”. The phrase “dozen of girls crowded on around the couches and chairs, chatting and laughing”, puts the reader in thought that Reed is considered to be alone, without friends watching them the other girls have joy of friendly pleasures. Which also gives the reader an assumption that Reed is antisocial unless spoken to, for she doesn't fit in with the other girls. The author uses the word “staggering”, to clarify that Reed is in astonish of the thick scent of lotions and perfumes were wearing, which puts her down, giving the reader moment of where she is different, unlike the others. For if she were like the others then she’d be used to the scent, but she isn’t.

Wherefore this structure has such an importance to the book because it establishes a knowledge within the reader, which can develop feelings for the main character through the knowing of what's happening as if it were themself in the occurring moments.


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My Trapped Celeste

Posted by Corinthia Bell in English 2 - Pahomov - A on Monday, November 10, 2014 at 1:12 pm

“What?”

“That squirrwel just scared me!”

“Squirrwel? HAHAH!”

“........” *I cry on the inside*  

When I was younger I had a lisp. I would immediately get mimicked by friends or who I thought were my friends and then I would be asked me to repeat myself and then laugh. Sometimes I’d feel ashamed of how I spoke and had wished I had a british accent or something that just wasn’t the way I talked. To me speaking English had always felt easy, but when it flew out my mouth it made me want to sink under my bed covers at home. I’d always wanted better for myself, but I couldn’t change the way I spoke so I decided that I wouldn’t speak at all. Then I had become that kid who’s always in the corner. I extremly shy,

“Seeeet, Seeet.”

“No, shhhh-eet, sheet.”   

“Seehhhht”

“Try again”

“Shhheeet”

“See? splendid job!”

Well, since my English wasn’t perfect I had to attend speech class. My lisp would make my language sound weak. Like I’d say my Sh’s like S’s and all my S’s with my Sh’s and also my r’s like w’s. If it was sheep i’d say seep and if it was sweep i’d say shweep or even i’d get my sh’s mixed up with words that didn’t include that sound. The way I spoke made me stand out and the more I noticed I stood out, I kept my mouth shut. The language I used to say, says that I am a weak duckling and I wanted to be a clear confident and secure duckling but I couldn’t… so of that time being, I stayed to myself and kept my words to me, I and myself.

“Okay class, what’s nine plus ten?”

         “Twenty-one?”

         *Class laughs* “No Leila, thats wrong. Do you know Corinthia?”

        “Um, nine-theen”.  *class laughs again*

        “Hush class, thats right!”

Only if I were a clear confident and secure duckling, then I could shader the laughter and mockery of others. I could show them the real me… I could stand up to anythingI could be something, known to be as wonderful. I yearned for that ever so badly. It is said from Hungry of memory that, “Words were meaningfully ordered and the point was not self- expression alone but to make oneself understood by others,” but my words weren't so understandable... So I started watching more British movies such as Jane Eyre, Narnia and Doctor Who, to give me senses of different speech to practice. Then I’d let their words sink to my brain so I could become perfect as them. Then I soon found myself speaking differently, it didn’t sound british at all but instead more of an Irish accent which made perfect sense cause I am Irish… but still that hadn’t changed my lisp. So I began “self- speaking teachings”, where I’d go to my bedroom and stare in the mirror and made myself sound perfect and I’d practice it every night.

“Shallow, The shallow sea wasn’t great for fishing. Shallow.”

“Shelow. The shelow, I mean the shallow sea wasn’t great for fishing. Shallow.”

“Wow!, you’re improving!!”

Pretty soon I started to notice what was said wrongly. So I then corrected myself and kept practicing. Then I realized that make myself perfect by starting over what I’ve done imperfectly. With this I encouraged myself to never give up, which had an impact with who I was. My Identity grew into someone that’d always wanted absolutely the best and I begin pressing myself for perfectness. Once my speech become clearly confident I became a snob. I thought I was better than everyone cause the way I talked. Which made me feel confident. Which was what I wanted. I received what I’d yearned for ever so long.   

“Do you want this half of my sandwich?”

         *Examines half closely* “No thanks, I don’t eat bread with the crusts.”  

         “Oh, whatever then.”

Others soon around me didn’t like me. They would make fun of me for becoming someone they couldn’t… a someone that could make the better out of their flaws. Then I’d say to myself who needs them? With their insufficient minds they don’t matter at all… I have myself and me is all thats important, people come and go and die anyways. So i’d wouldn’t care how people made fun of me, I was me and no could cease that. I soon found myself lonely but all of my teachers loved me. I was a teacher’s pet and people really hated me but I still didn’t care. I didn’t care about the teachers nor my classmates. Til this one day I became ill. I was sick. Sick with a bad cold. Whenever I’d talked I would sound like a stuffed up goose that wanted to be sent back to its smelly green old swamp. I grew sad during my sickness, all I thought about was how imperfect I sounded and felt. I felt icky. So on the nights I couldn’t look to myself in the mirror I would cry.

“And why did Laura want to visit her grandma?”

“Ummm because she felt happiness happens through palliative pursuits?”  

“What? Wrong. Corinthia I thought you read lasts nights chapter. Very disappointed.”

“I’m sorry, I haven't been feeling well lately.”

“I know, I know. Just try to catch up, would ya?”

“Yes’m.”

“Good.”

My cold only lasted for nine days though, which had seemed like a dreaded Hell… but after I was feeling well I had to go back to school. There, whenever I opened my mouth, my speech… oh my speech, it was horrid. My voice was sore and low. I assume from all the putrid cherry cough syrup I had taken. So the shy girl I once was. My perfectness had worn off, I was now ugly, full of flaws and unacceptable. Til 7th grade came, a new girl showed me being perfect wasn’t everything. Her name was Taylor. We were bestest of friends, we’d faced pain together, joy and laughter as radiant as the sun with each other and we were the outcasts. Then soon she had to go bye bye and flew to south Carolina cause of family reasons and I then grew into someone different. Someone that’d did her very foremost quantity in everything, exquisitely.

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☀️ Albert Einstein's Casa!!☀️

Posted by Corinthia Bell in Spanish 1 - Manuel - B on Wednesday, May 28, 2014 at 1:28 am
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Esta es la casa de Albert Einstein! Es muy viejo y está en Mercer County, New Jersey. Tiene un grande jardín, un árbol en frente y agradable flores. En la casa tiene cocina con un estufa eso es tiene un quemador. También hay un el sótano donde Einstein haría conducta ciencia experimentos. Hay diecisiete ventas y uno chimenea. El casa es muy fresco.

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♥ La casa tarea!! ♥

Posted by Corinthia Bell in Spanish 1 - Manuel - B on Monday, May 26, 2014 at 8:57 pm
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1) La casa tiene un grande el jardín.
2) Hay veinte dormitorios y cuarenta-dos ventanas.
3) La casa no tiene el baño… pero un cámara de heces.
4) Hay precioso escaleras.
5) La casa tiene grande espejo en el pasillo, en séptimo piso.
6) Hay no le tele pero baile gatos.
7)  La casa tiene yum comida!


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Negative space

Posted by Corinthia Bell in Art - Freshman - Hull - y2 on Friday, May 23, 2014 at 11:22 am
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A. What is negative space (explain this concept to a fourth grader that has never heard of it) Negative space is the clear blank empty spot that surrounds a picture of some form. B. Explain how you found negative space in 1. your cut out?, 2. in your stool drawing? I found negative space in my cut out by for when I was only cutting along the temple lines/curves as for two pieces of paper and so when I was finished I noticed one was filled and the other was an outline and so when I placed it on a background with a different colour , there was a clear sudden view of what was to be seen. For my stool drawling I noticed such by be just cutting out a stool and placing it onto my paper, and as shaded the whole thing and remove the cut out the white clear stool appeared and so it was highly visible C. Why does it help an artist to see in negative space?. It helps an artist because it gives certain qualities into a view that easy to see quickly. D. How is negative space useful in creating art? Negative space is useful in creating art because it provides focus, and focus on the certain shape/picture of something.
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My Final Perspective Drawing~ Green streameroni 2014, perspective(=

Posted by Corinthia Bell in Art - Freshman - Hull - y2 on Friday, April 18, 2014 at 11:55 pm
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a. What is one thing that your learned specifically that you did not know before?

I say one thing that I learned specifically that I didn't know before is that I can basically draw a whole room simply by just drawing lines. 

b. How did leaning this thing make your drawings better?

Learning this totally made my drawings better by them now having a visual balance of neatness, cause usually I'd just draw out of random with curves and whatnot. 

c. If you did this assignment again, what would you do differently?

If I did thus project again, I'd spend more time on it and add much more colour... cause colour is awesome. Also my stools, cause they look stubby and out of line. 

d. What is your advice to someone who has never drawn a one point perspective drawing before?

My advice is to make sure everything lines up with their vanishing point... cause at first mines didn't and I had to start all over. 

e. What resource helped you the most and why?

The resource that helped me the most is my eraser and google. Why? because one for my eraser it made all my ugly mistakes vanish and well google I looked for some examples to help me along the way so yeah. 

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¡La Montgomery familia!

Posted by Corinthia Bell in Spanish 1 - Manuel - B on Friday, March 7, 2014 at 7:40 am
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Esto es una foto de Montgomery familia y ellos viven en Mobile, Alabama. Mattie Montgomery es el padre y el cantante. El es conducir cantante para For Today banda. Es muy talentoso. El también un cristiano y predica en las iglesias y los conciertos. La madre de la familia y la esposa de Mattie, es Candice Montgomery y ella mira a los niños siempre. Malakai y Owen son los niños y son hermanos. Ellos son lindos y divertidos. Malakai es un cantante también, en 2035, él ser la conducir cantante para For today banda! Pero para ahora, Mattie canta. Owen es muy cosquilloso. Él risas mucho y bailes mosh. Como una familia, ellos son heavy metal y encanta comer, dormir, y van a lugares... y eso es Montgomery familia!


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Mi vida en SLA

Posted by Corinthia Bell in Spanish 1 - Manuel - B on Monday, February 10, 2014 at 8:42 am

Corinthia Bell                                                                                  7/2/14

Mi vida en SLA

   Soy Corinthia Bell y tengo catorce años. Mi apodo es krin y pokey. Soy estudiante de ciencia liderazgo academia. Está en filadelfía. Está cerca de escuela es Trader Joes, Arch Street gourmet y un schuylkill río. Mi escuela es super magnífico, inteligente, extraño, diversión y cómico. Hay cinco pisos en SLA solo tres son asado. Tenemos cumputadoras y apoyo prfessores..Tenemos robotics y poesia clubes, que son super diversion. Mi participar en ambos porque yo gustar construir cosas y escritura poemas son mi pasion.

Mi clases es TFI, áglebra, tecnología, consejería, y almurezo. Mi favorito clase es TFI porque nosotras viajes hay desde escula, aprender nuevo cases, comer,  sueño y tener diversión. No me encata álgebra porque diffícul. En la clases hecesitmas la bata de laboratoria, la computudora, el lapiz, la pluma, la mochila y su inteligente.

  Dos professoras en SLA son Sr. kay y srta. Thompson. La srta. Thompson en seña áglebra y el sr. Kay enseña inglés y drama. Sr. Kay super comico, inteligente y diversión. EL donde Germantown en Filadelfía, y canta postelitas y miel crujiente manzanas. Srta. Thompson es amble, guapa, bajo y deportivo. La participite en extremo deporte carreras. Sr.Kay clase es super diversíon y comico y srta. Thompson clase es difícil y comico a veces. Como la profesor Sr. Kay es el super en ser todo que professor pro dría ser y srta. Thompson tipo y siempre la professora deair ¨yo tener trentia siete segundo izquierda de clase”.

  Mi opinión of SLA es que es súper diversión, apoyo, comico, extraño y la mejor escula nunca que hay es en estar. Me gusta SLA porque es tiene un maravilloso comino de apendiz aje que la otro esuelas en Filadelfía. ]


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