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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Process Analysis

***The formatting is really weird. I tried to fix it, but it didn't work. So now there are awkwardly huge spaces in between my paragraphs.


The specific human rights topic that I chose to work with is the issue of child trafficking. Of course, human trafficking in general is a very troublesome topic, but I needed to narrow my focus. Most times when we think of things such as prostitution or rape (the sex trade), we think of teens or adults. We don’t usually connect children with the human trafficking world. My claim is that children should not be sold; they are priceless. They are human beings that deserve to be treated with respect. Children should not have to live this type of life; they are innocent and it is wrong to take advantage of them like this. The tone throughout my video is, without a doubt, somber. The biggest rhetorical device that I use is pathos; I pluck at the heart strings of the audience to get them to feel pain for these kids, and to get them to realize how precious children are in general. The audience that I am aiming towards is anyone who likes kids or has kids. Because this video is about children, if the audience has some type of relationship with a child, they are more likely to feel affected. But really, anyone who has a heart and soul should feel bad for these kids.

I chose the original animoto template just because I wanted my pictures to stand out, and I didn't want the background distracting the audience. It's black, it's subtle, and it does the job.


Climactic order was something that I really thought about when making this video. I wanted to have my video be easy to follow along, but still end with a bang. My video is kind of like a story. I show the process of child trafficking, from selling the child, all the way to the final results. After that, I switch gears to get ready for a powerful ending. I show a receipt for one child, and then use other pictures to show that buying a child is wrong, for they are priceless. I used this technique because I wanted the audience to fully understand what these children have to go through. 


I start out with a picture of children standing in a window display at a mall or store. The children are standing in a row, with SALE signs all around them. There are children of all different ethnicities to show that this happens all around the world.This picture is also in color to better show the details. The SALE signs are big and red, and the children are dressed in gloomy colored clothing.The expressions on their faces are forlorn and vacant. They look as if they have accepted the fact that their lives will forever be like this, and it pains the audience. Furthermore, they are dressed in dirty clothes, and look like they haven't showered in a while. They are probably portrayed like this to show that the conditions that these kids live in are not ideal. This, like most of my other pictures, is meant to strike emotion. It most certainly shows the fact that these children are being stripped of their worth; They are being treated like they are just an item, but they aren't. Putting them in this window display is subjecting them to humiliation, and takes away the little sense of pride that they had. This also relates back to my claim, that children are priceless, by implying that children can be bought. 


I then move on to a mugshot of a gross, unhygienic man, holding a sign that says “I paid to have sex with a 14 year old child.” First reaction: Disgusting. Absolutely, positively disgusting. His unkempt facial hair and flabby skin add to the repulsiveness. This, just like the first slide, evokes an emotional response. The audience will feel disturbed. The fact that children have to sleep with men like this is enough to make your stomach churn. It's kind of a stereotype to say that all the men who are in this business look like this, but I still think it gets a message across.  


Next, I have a photo of two big hands counting money, while a girl watches him in the background. The girl looks hopeless and sad, and it is assumed that she is one of the girls involved in the child trafficking world. The hands could be either the pimps, or the john/rapist’s. Either way, it isn’t pleasant, and the audience will feel sad for the girl. She does not deserve to be treated this way. No child does. The photo is also in black and white, which makes it more somber, and will further establish a feeling of dread in the audience. 


The next 10 photos are examples of what a child with this life has to deal with. I take a before and after approach. I found pictures of kids who are affected by this, like little boys and girls being pursued by creepy men, and then I found pictures of children who look just like those who are being trafficked. I tried to find children of all different races to show that this doesn't just happen in one place, but it happens everywhere. Except it ended up being mostly asian kids and white kids because those were the most powerful pictures I could find. I put them in a before and after pattern to show that these kids, who look so innocent and carefree, are shamelessly being used by creeps to earn money. They are just kids, and should not have to go through this kind of abuse and torture. These are the pictures that will probably evoke the biggest emotional response from the audience. There are pictures of little girls sitting in bed with gross men, a boy being undressed by a creepy man, a girl who is standing with her bra next to her on the ground. The pictures are very disturbing, but they all send the same message: THIS IS GROSS AND WRONG. Why do children get put through this? It isn't right. They shouldn't be stripped of their dignity, put up for sale, and purchased by these perverts just for the pervert's own pleasure. It's disgusting. 


I then use repetition, and show a picture of the children in the window display again. I do this intentionally to reinforce the notion that these kids do not want to be here. They do not want to be put on “sale”, but they have no choice. They aren’t strong enough to fight back, so they can’t do anything about it. I use this specifically to tie back to my claim. Since my claim is that children are priceless, and cannot be sold, this, once again, gets the audience to think about children being bought and traded for sex. 


After this, I put in a slide of a receipt of a 10-year-old child that was $14.00. This makes a really big impact because it is almost blatantly stating that children can be treated like an item.  It puts an image in the mind of the audience of buying a child at a supermarket or mall. This relates back to my picture of the children in a window display case, but it takes it one more step further. It gets the audience to think. It’s saying that children are almost worthless, they have no soul and do not need to be treated with respect. Fourteen dollars for a child? That's ridiculous. With this picture, I’m hoping to evoke emotions of disbelief and horror within the audience. I want them to realize that just because children are little and may not be able to stand up for themselves as easily as adults, doesn't mean that they can be subjected to this kind of disrespect and torture.


I then use a transition slide, and put up a big red "X" to let the audience know that this situation is wrong. It's a horrific violation of human rights, and is in no way acceptable. 
My last slide is a black and white picture of a little girl holding a sign in front of her face that says "Priceless." I end with this to leave a lasting impression in the audience's mind that children are precious, and no amount of money is worth putting them through the process of child trafficking. I had to change it to black and white, because it makes it stand out more, just because this is such a sad topic. 


The music that I chose for my video is the song "Beautiful Slaves" by Take No Glory. I found this song on Youtube, and it was specifically written because the girl in this band felt so bad for the children affected by child trafficking. The melody is somber, and the words fit well with my pictures and even help to make my pictures even more heart wrenching. There is a piano being used, and it is playing the harmony to the song. It's heavy and melancholy. There is also a guitar. It is also playing the harmony to this song. There are other instruments as well, but I really cannot identify them.The lyrics, although extremely sad, very vividly and perfectly portrays the fact that these kids are hopeless and do not want to be here, but they have no choice. They will also probably be scarred for the rest of their lives because of these horrendous experiences. I don't think that any other song could better emulate what I want to get across. Here are some of the lyrics:

i don’t know where i am

they’ve taken all that i had

smuggled in for a lucrative trade

beaten, bartered

broken in, until i obey

i used to be childlike

innocent and safe

now i’m someone else's treasure

a strangers pleasure

smothered in shame

succumbed with drugs

but I’m not numb

all I feel is pain

is this all a dream

will i ever be the same?


The lyrics get across that these children have gone through so much pain, and nothing can heal the wounds already made. No child should have to go through this.



Music:
Beautiful Slaves by Take No Glory

Pictures:
http://files.coloribus.com/files/adsarchive/part_1086/10865855/file/salvation-army-human-trafficking-small-66947.jpg
https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR62OVI8GS6Xoy0HygVqCPl13SBjz_HxJdEa0vb4irfeonqCW5LnA
http://previous.presstv.ir/photo/20110425/reportint20110425230206607.jpg
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http://www.deviantart.com/download/27880298/Child_Prostitution_by_neb8neb.jpg
http://www.molon.de/galleries/Cambodia/People/images01/01%20Cambodian%20girl.jpg
http://www.polarisimages.com/Polaris-News/archives/Glue.jpg
http://static2.bigstockphoto.com/thumbs/2/0/7/large2/7021595.jpg
https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTazlpqLM-Mc86u9JXU8QUxNl_AxFCUJIQTovopF5p5gLzQnlCsRg
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/117/295358948_991982437b.jpg
http://www.childmodelsadvice.com/images/this-little-girl-will-charm-jacey-21244995.jpg
http://yousoftware.info/images/red-x.png
http://womenfound.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/human-trafficking-children.jpg

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Darn kids.

I love kids, I really do. Over the summer I volunteer at a preschool, I help out in a kindergarten classroom during the school year, I Y.E.S. in a third grade classroom, and I think that my five year old sister is the cutest thing that has ever existed. But the two kids that I babysit have changed my perspective. A four year old and a five year old. I walked into the job ready to have fun. I was wrong. They have pushed my buttons in ways that I never thought were possible. Now each time I go over, I brace myself for hours and hours of nonstop screaming and crying. Like tonight. They slapped each other. They slapped me. They hid my phone. They threw their dinner on the ground. One peed his pants. The other somehow lost her shirt. They threw massive tantrums. But of course, right before they fall asleep, they decide to be super sweet and adorable. When they say things like "Becky, you're the best babysitter ever," and give me a hug, I just can't stay mad at them. Darn kids.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Dear...

Dear person who talks during movies,

I love hearing your reactions to every single thing that happens, it really helps me understand what is going on. Your not being able to keep your mouth shut is an extremely admired trait. Never mind the fact that I can already understand what's going on, it is much more convenient to have you lay out the details for me. Also, I'd like to thank you for enlightening me with the news of how the ending goes when you just can't contain your excitement any longer. Why are we here in the first place? You could have just told me the entire plot line and saved me nine bucks. And when you squeal every time the main actor and actress kiss? It's my favorite sound ever. Seriously. I'm thinking about recording it and setting it as my ringtone. It would make butterflies explode out of my ears to hear that wonderful sound every time someone calls. Furthermore, it warms my heart when fellow movie watchers look at me and glare because they think that I am the one who is talking. I love getting glared at. It's even better when they tell me to shut up.

I'm never going to the movies with you again.

Becky

Friday, December 16, 2011

Sparkly rainbows and unicorns

Goody-goody. Or goodie-goodie? I'm not sure how to spell it. The more I look at it, the more wrong they both seem. But you know what I mean.

One of my friends just recently called me a goody-two-shoes. It was somewhat jokingly, but still with a hint of honesty. Um I don't know whether to take that as an insult or not. 

 This came about because I didn't want to ditch school with her. It got me thinking, am I playing it too safe sometimes? Well, obviously going to school is not necessarily considered "playing it safe", but sometimes I feel like I should take more risks in general.

I am not a goody-goody; I am a normal teenager. I fight with my parents. I rant about school. I run stop signs (not on purpose). I've made mistakes. I have regrets. When I think of a goody-goody, I think of someone who doesn't break a single rule and whose world just revolves around rainbows, and unicorns, and sparkles, and everyone loving each other (I'm sorry, that's a stereotype).

 Last night, I was hanging out with two of my friends and I was talking to them about how sometimes I just feel like I need to do something differently. Not the let's-get-drunk-and-smoke-pot-and-party-til-dawn type of rebelling, (that is obviously not something I would do) but just something a little bit more outside of  my comfort zone. Like talk to some people who I usually don't talk to. Or get my ears double pierced even though my mom refuses to let me no matter how much I try to persuade her. (That's kind of drastic, I don't know if I would ever do that.) Or sneak out. This is kind of embarrassing to share, because it's so not something that I thought I would do, but I almost did that once. The snow prevented me from actually carrying out that plan because my mom would definitely notice the tire marks and footprints, and I'd be grounded for life.

See? I'm not a goody-goody. But I'm not exactly a rebel either. Probably anyone who knows me well enough will agree.

I don't really carry out any serious rule-breaking activities ever. Which isn't a bad thing. I'm glad that I've never had to deal with alcohol or drugs. I'm content knowing that I haven't broken any laws. I haven't really ever lied to my parents. But sometimes I just feel like I need to do something differently. Something unexpected. Don't read this and get the impression that I'm going to go out and do illegal things. That's not me. I just want to live a little more free.

Hey, that rhymes.

Wow this post took a really weird turn. I can't even find my point anymore, that's a lot of rambling up there. My main point: I need to learn to try new things outside my comfort zone yet still be myself. Even if I end up making a fool of myself or getting grounded, it might be worth it. It might be a chance to learn something new. I know who I am. I know what my morals and values are, and I would never put myself, someone else, or my future in jeopardy.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Is this for real?


Unless you can speak Chinese, you won't understand what they're saying. But what they're saying is not really relevant anyway. 



Sunday, December 11, 2011

Excitement

I now have Blogger on my phone. It took about 15 minutes of tampering with it to figure out how to sign in and sync stuff, but oh well. So, ladies and gentlemen, this is my very first mobile post! You could say I'm excited.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Let's travel around the world

I've always loved to travel and I've always loved to experience new cultures. I would do anything for a chance to drop everything and just get on a plane and visit as many countries as I possibly could. Even though I absolutely hate riding planes. You see, I've been following the blog of a family who is currently traveling around the world. They've been traveling for nearly 300 days. I am So. Flipping. Jealous. Every time I read their blog all I can think is, No fair. No fair. No fair. I wish I was you guys. Please bring me along! I'll carry your bags! They are traveling all around Asia right now and it looks absolutely stunning. The temples, sushi, street markets, and little restaurants all look amazing, and I hope that I get a chance to go to some of those places someday. I've already been lucky to visit a few different countries and I'm so thankful for those trips. But I still hope to travel more when I grow up.

In eighth grade I went on a cruise and visited Grand Cayman and Jamaica. The best part of the trip, hands down, was swimming with sting rays in Grand Cayman. No, I did not get stung. They were nice! I definitely like sting rays more than I like dogs. 

If I could pick one place to visit right now, I would go to Greece. I'm not exactly sure why, but ever since The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants and Mamma Mia, I've been dying to go there. Of course, like I said before, I want to go to other places too. But for some reason my heart is set on Greece. 


Doesn't it look gorgeous? I guarantee you I will find sometime in my life to go. My parents said that I might be able to go there as a graduation present. Maybe. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. 

Also, how cute is this song? So cute. I love it.