Archive for November, 2012

Blog #4

Justin Ottrando on Nov 24th 2012

I went to three workshops so far this semester. The first one was the Baruch Voices and the second one was the enrichment writing workshop. The third one was a play or musical on what to do in your first semester in college. I thought the enrichment writing workshop was very boring and it didnot really help me or inspire me. I thought the Baruch Voices was good and kind of inspiring but it was boring , long and played out. The most interesting one, I felt was the play or musical because it was funny, I learned different things from it and it was also inspiring. It was good because as they were teaching what to do and not do in college it also made jokes and sang different funny songs. The play also taught us many things to do in college. For example, it told us what to do in dorms, what to do in the city and how to overall suceed in your freshman year in college and beyond that. It was also inspiring how the kids were able to act and sing on stage in front of a crowd of people and they were only a couple years older than me. I am more of a quiet person so it always amazes me when people sing and make different jokes in front of a bunch of people. I hope that one day I will be able to feel comfortable in front of a crowd of people and do what I want to do and say what I want say. I don’t feel comfortable saying a speech in a classroomso I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like in an audotorium in front of a bunch of people. The kids were very good in that play and it inspired me. I hope that one day I will be able to feel comfortable in front of a whole crowd.

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Blog #3

Justin Ottrando on Nov 24th 2012

This picture reflects my first semester at Baruch in many ways. My first semester at college was different than any other time I went to a new school  after graduating from a previous school. It was different because this is the first time I went to a school and did not know one person previously since preschool. So, I had to make new friends in my first semester in college with other kids I never met before like it shows in the picture. Also, another difference in my first semester in college is that Baruch College is the most diversified school I have ever been in my life. All the different nationalities was also something I had to get used to in my first semester in college. This is also shown in the picture with the people with the different nationalities that made friends. As I had to make friends I also had to get all of my work done to keep my grades up. The workload in college is much different than the kind of work you get in high school. In college there is a lot more long papers. For example, in this first semester there was term papers, research papers, essays, a baby observation and many other kinds of papers. In high school I had some papers but no where near the amount that I see in college. Also, a thing I like is there are a lot less tests in college than there is in high school. For example, I had at least one test in one of my classes everyday in high school. But, in college you get a test once every one or two weeks. Also, I have noticed you get less homework’s in college then you get in high school. In the picture it shows you have to make new friends in college with different nationalities but their holding there books which means you still have to get good grades and keep your grades up in college. That basically sums up my first semester in college and how it is different than any other school I have ever been in.

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Jacob’s monlogue

jb146107 on Nov 8th 2012

When most people write about leadership experiences, they usually talk about a trip they went on, a revelation they had, or some situation forced upon them which they had no control over. My first real tackle at leadership came at a very different standpoint. Let’s take it from the top. I love basketball. I love the sport of it, the technicalities and slight nuances to the gameplay and the way it’s played, the entertainment and excitement to it, I’m in love with it. Naturally, I’m also in love with it’s professional affiliate, the NBA. I watch games, read articles pertaining those games, and talk about it on a daily basis. Most specifically, I play fantasy basketball, a stat minded creative way to follow the NBA through ten team picked by ten real people in your “fantasy league.” Enter the beginning my senior year in high school. The year before I won my fantasy league. It was a small league of just eight mostly ignorant casual basketball fans. This year, I wanted things to be different. I needed things to be different. I was a hardcore basketball fan, and I needed a full, hardcore, fantasy basketball league. So, as the season neared, I started scouting. I had to have a tight-knit, smart, charismatic, reliable and knowledgable group of people to create a stable, ten-team fantasy basketball league. I didn’t just want a good, fun, league. I needed to have the best league I’ve ever heard of. So the search began. I crossed people off, added others on and crossed them off again, and slowly but surely found  a bunch of guys that were definitely up for my task. Some of them were my friends, some of them I barely spoke to. But I confidently thought I had it. I put together a really good league,something admirable, especially because I started from scratch. The fantasy draft to begin the season was a few days before the actual season began. From then I knew I did something right. Everyone was enjoying themselves, strategizing, sweating out some picks, laughing at others, and everyone finished the night with satisfaction. Yes, this was definitely gonna be great. From that night, the Jacob Betesh League was born, or JBL for short. “I did it”, I thought that night, I knew I did it all myself, I created this league because I really wanted to and set myself to it. I told people what I wanted, they liked the sound of it and they agreed to join the JBL. We ended up had a really successful season. Everyone loved the way I ran the league. Everyone was involved, and we always talked about it. We talked smack to each other in hallways, asked for trades in the middle of classes, I was surprised my creation was such a success. By season’s end, I was extremely proud of myself. I loved it, and now this year the JBL is back together, as strong as before. Yes, I view that as a great case for leadership, a result of hard work

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Monologue

Hannah on Nov 7th 2012

When life gives you lemons, you throw them back at life and say “LIMES!!! I wanted limes!!”
No, not really…. Well, maybe sometimes?
That’s what I’ve been trying to figure out: when to make lemonade and when to practice my pitching (which sucks by the way). Can’t a girl get any limes around here? No? Well then, I guess I’ll just have to plant a tree myself… The possibilities are limitless, and there’s so much to discover, so much to do, so much to create!

This is New York, it’ll kick you around and beat you raw mercilessly, but it’ll also inspire you endlessly and take your breath away with its treasures. I’ve come to realize there are two kinds of people in this city, those who operate based on fear and those who follow their passion. And it’s the people with passion that have a chance at making something of themselves and contributing something real and meaningful to the world. I think that’s what I’ve learned this semester. Practicing the practicality of making lemonade and finding the courage to passionately grow limes when you need them.

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Shawn Vaynberger Monologue

sv139990 on Nov 7th 2012

When I got hired at Footaction last summer I couldn’t have been happier with my first job. I had a great boss, very laid back and relaxed so I was able to relax most of the time. It was great to be able to get paid for doing relatively nothing. Then after a while the job sparked a recent passion of mine. Its been almost a year and a half since I started and over this time I’ve compiled a pretty big sneaker collection. I didn’t care much about them before, but I guess seeing all those people sleeping in front of my store in the cold for the new release made me want them too. Also not having to go through all that trouble, plus my 30% discount on exclusive releases made it hard for me not to buy them. My collection peaked at about 30-40 pairs, but I’ve sold a good amount since then because i realized I didn’t need so many. I did manage to keep my favorites though and some of the really limited releases. I’m well aware that there are plenty of other things I could have contributed the thousands of dollars I spent to, but I couldn’t help myself. My collection is definitely something I take pride in, and when people that I see on the regular notice that I can go a month without wearing the same pair of sneakers twice it makes me feel pretty good. Even though I’ve done pretty well for myself over a short period of time I know that my collection is going to become a lot bigger and a lot more valuable. There are plenty of kicks that have yet to see the inside of my closet and I can’t wait to get them there. I am what it says on my wristband; SNEAKERHEAD.

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Christine- Monologue

cb143376 on Nov 7th 2012

The first time anyone ever threw a softball to me at my very first practice, it hit me in the face. I wanted to quit right then and there, but I’m glad I didn’t. Softball has been a huge part of my life for over 12 years and I’ve gotten hit in the face a few times since then, but it’s my favorite thing in the whole world. Loving a sport is so much fun. The adrenaline rush you get when you’re playing in a big game is the best feeling. All athletes know how hard and tiring practice can be, but we still stick with it because in the end it is all worth it. I wish there was more of a future in softball like the Olympics or a professional program, but I know softball will be a part of my life for a long time. Softball has taken me all over the country and given me life long friendships. It even landed me here in New York City to play in college. It will never cease to amaze me how far sports can take people. 

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Post #2- Monologue

Brian Rodriguez on Nov 7th 2012

Dancing is what I love to do, something I will never give up. Even though I’m not aiming to make a profession out of it, dancing will always be something I love to do. Whenever I have free time at home and I have some extra space, I automatically put on my earphones and start to blast music. Whenever I hear a good beat, I literally get goosebumps and I have the urge to move, to express myself. Even when I’m not home, when I’m in the streets listening to music, I’m always either imagining myself dancing or even slightly moving to the music a little. It’s hard for me not to start moving subtly to the music whenever I start to listen to it. But when I’m in a place where I can’t move, I always imagine myself moving to the music, hitting every beat I hear. It’s an addiction for me and it’s hard to resist. Whether it be popping, locking, robotics, breaking, etc. I always want to do it regardless. If there was a club at Baruch for dancers like me, dancers that I can relate to, then that would be a club I would make sure to join. I admire the successful dancers that have made it such as the Jabbawockees, Brian Puspos, Daniel Cloud Campos, Ian Eastwood, Aja George, I could go on forever naming my favorite dancers. But the point is they inspire me to keep dancing and I wish that someday I can be as amazing as they are. Dancing is my addiction, I never want to give it up.

 

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Post #2

Lynette Grodskiy on Nov 7th 2012

Who am I? are you asking me?

Hypothetically speaking, or realistically?

Well, not the first time I’ve been asked, that’s a guarantee

But you know, I’m gonna try answering this honestly

 

Two words everybody: No clue

Don’t be shocked, u wanted my answer, true?

So there it is a simple response from my point of view

Wait, did you expect me to have already thought this all through?

 

How could I when I’m only eighteen?

Barely an adult, and I already gotta know what life means?

Given a deadline, and I’m only figuring out the theme?

Telling me to speed up when the light ain’t even green?

 

Wow , and then u look at me like I’m insane?

You’re pushing me out of a moving train!

Making me turn when I’m not even in the right lane!

Figures society has always been too mundane.

 

But world open your ears to us and listen to this

We’re young and we have plenty of time to make life a bliss

To try on different identities and just reminisce

But in the meantime, world you know what u can go kiss.

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The Day we Lost my Brother- Monologue

Cande Saavedra on Nov 7th 2012

I remember the day I lost my brother. We were staying in Mexico for a little while visiting family members. I was only five years old and my brother was one. I was at a birthday party with my cousin and my little brother had stayed with my grandmother and mom in the house. It was my turn to take a hit at the Piñata when our neighbor comes into the backyard with a scared look on her face; she said my mom was looking for us. I remember we rushed home and my grandmother was waiting for us with an angry panicked look on her face. It sent me chills down my spine, something was wrong, my grandmother was never angry. “Why did you leave the gate open?” I ran inside and I saw my mom was crying hysterically holding my little brothers bottle, “I found this at the gate…” My dad and older cousin had left on the car to nearby towns to see if anyone knew anything, organizing search parties. My cousin, mom, grandmother and I looked all over the ranch and around town. I felt numb I couldn’t believe it, I was scared … terrified. Somehow someone made an announcement in the town square and everyone was at the ranch helping to look as well. Someone must have kidnapped him. He left his bottle by the gate. I hugged my mom defeated, I cried like I had never cried in my life before. Then one of the town’s people came up to me and said, “Have you looked under the bed?”

 

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Post #2 – Monologue

Mike Kehoe on Nov 6th 2012

Although I’m not aspiring to be a professional boxer, I have a profound respect for the sport and those who contribute to it. I only started boxing in 11th grade, and ever since I laced up my gloves I wondered why I hadn’t started sooner. Stepping into the ring for the first time, even if it’s only just to spar, is truly an indescribable feeling. I remember the first time I sparred. After a couple weeks of working out with my trainer he asked me if I wanted to get in the ring with another guy he trained. There was no way that I was going to turn that offer down. Had no idea the dude was going to be like 25 and jacked but it was all good. To this day I don’t believe that there was anyway he could have been in my weight class but that’s beside the point. Adrenaline began to replace the initial shock once the first bell rang. The game plan was: Head down, hands up, keep moving, keep punching. Pretty basic stuff when your doing pad work and someone’s not trying to knock you out, but I held my own. Got some good shots in and didn’t get knocked down once. To me, for my first time sparring, I thought that wasn’t too bad. I hope I continue to box for as long as I physically can. It really is a great sport.

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