Bullying is common nowadays. Starting from playful banter, it can range from small jokes to severe mockery. However, the intensity of the bullying does not matter when it comes to the damage the victims gets. No matter how much you mean it, the person in the focus of the bullying will be damaged, severely.
Ben X portrays a boy suffering from autism who also suffers from school bullying. Ben finds a solution, which was to fake suicide.
A fake suicide.
In the movie, it works because it was touching. However, how is it going to apply in real life? Was faking suicide a real solution to his bullying problems? What did he get from faking suicide? The bullies, yes, might have felt embarrassed for a few days. But that does not change anything. That does not change anything at all. Everything is going to go back to normal. It's a matter of time before Ben becomes the target of the criticism and mockery. This time, the crowd will be bigger because he has made a scene nation wide.
Ben's suicide made many people worry about him. They thought he committed suicide for real. They felt sorry for ignoring him, underestimating him, and making fun of him. But then, he comes back smiling ever so brightly. If I were one of the guests in his funeral, I might have been furious. Was he joking? Dying and killing oneself is nothing to joke around with. However, Ben did make a progress in telling his classmates that he matters in this world too, that he knows how to think, that he has feelings, too. But the problem isn't that simple. The students need to "understand," not be told. Just by showing them video clips of Ben with his pants off will not make a lasting influence in them. They must feel with their own skins the severity of the crime they committed. They must see with their own eyes what their actions are going to cost them. Feeble-minded video clips do no good.
How do we get rid of bullying? Is there an effective solution? Well, no. It cannot be solved for it is very hard to enlighten a bunch of students who act the same with others. Most of the students in Ben's class probably made fun of him just because a few kids instigated the whole "making fun of Ben" thing. Those students who lead the line in harassing others are not capable of thinking about others. Adults so easily think that adequate amount of scolding and educational video clips will do the thing for them. Nonsense. Kids nowadays are more evil than what adults assume. They know how to lie, they know how to hide. They "know" how to make others suffer without getting caught. They cannot be stopped by easy behaviors of the adults. They must be punished for what they did. They must learn that they, too, will receive the same treatment they did to the weak. Eye for an eye. It is the most effective solution. We have to think about the damages the bully victims suffer from. We have to learn their agonies. The only thing that the the school and the officials can do is to execute the bullies. Punish them by law. Nothing else will work for a long time.
Diane_likeaboss
2012년 11월 6일 화요일
2012년 6월 13일 수요일
A needed moral?
Ever since I entered KMLA, all I could hear from people around me was the importance of bowing to the elders. As a freshmen, I was somewhat forced to bow 90 degrees to the juniors, seniors, and teachers, even at times I did not want to. But the weird thing is that no one opposed to the idea of bowing. Everyone took it as the important Korean tradition that our school is trying to preserve.
But yes, I do not like to bow. It hurts my back and it is really hard to bow to every single person you encounter on the road. Besides, I do not even know the person I am bowing to. Why should we, why should I show courtesy to people that I do not know, just because that person is older than me? Is this "Korean moral" so important for us to preserve? Doesn't it just serve as a barrier that exists between generations?
Even as a person living in 21 century, I feel uncomfortable showing my own opinion to people who are older than me. Even at times when I am definitely sure that they are wrong and that I am right, I am afraid to show my thoughts in case I might seem rude. The case of Korean Air was the same. The barrier existing in the name of Korean moral has restricted us from hearing voices of all people. The Korean moral should stay as a tradition. It is not worth to preserve, risking more important values such as active participation of all people.
But yes, I do not like to bow. It hurts my back and it is really hard to bow to every single person you encounter on the road. Besides, I do not even know the person I am bowing to. Why should we, why should I show courtesy to people that I do not know, just because that person is older than me? Is this "Korean moral" so important for us to preserve? Doesn't it just serve as a barrier that exists between generations?
Even as a person living in 21 century, I feel uncomfortable showing my own opinion to people who are older than me. Even at times when I am definitely sure that they are wrong and that I am right, I am afraid to show my thoughts in case I might seem rude. The case of Korean Air was the same. The barrier existing in the name of Korean moral has restricted us from hearing voices of all people. The Korean moral should stay as a tradition. It is not worth to preserve, risking more important values such as active participation of all people.
2012년 5월 23일 수요일
What a pig
Metaphorically speaking, she is a pig. Everyday I would see her and talk with her and every single time I regret trying to make a conversation with her. I talk about the new shopping mall and she answers with "So which school are you going to apply for early admission?" I talk about this cute guy and she utters "Well, he's an idiot. He can't even speak English properly." Get a life, girl!
The problem started to burst out as soon as she became my roommate. I could not help. The system randomly mixed and matched kids for no reason whatsoever. I had to face it. There we were, awkwardly looking at each other - or maybe it was only me who did so. Days and nights she annoyed me, getting me on my nerves. It was not an action or a speech she made; it was she herself who pissed me off from the bottom of my heart. I simply could not stand her.
It all happened in the third week we lived together. I was enjoying some of my snacks. Then, suddenly she came over to me and ordered me to give her half of them. I told you before that she is a pig. She literally is a pig, she weighs like hundred something kilograms. Now that was really annoying of her to do so, but I didn't want to have a fight so I gave her some of them. But then she was like,"Are you kidding? I said HALF of them. Do you think this is half?"I said, "Yes" very coldly. She seemed to be very surprised. Of course, I hated her inside, but I never expressed it. So she probably did not know my feelings for her.
I thought this was the moment to talk to her seriously about her problems and my frustration. With a profound courage, I uttered a powerful message, "I think you suck." This unrefined language was probably the most refined one I could say. By doing so, I achieved the goal at the same time, yet made a more serious problem. Pig became a boar. I literally saw the transformation. Her face torted hideously, her hundred kilogram body rippled violently, a dark aura appeared in her presence, and I could have sworn that horns grew out of her head. Then, without warning,
The problem started to burst out as soon as she became my roommate. I could not help. The system randomly mixed and matched kids for no reason whatsoever. I had to face it. There we were, awkwardly looking at each other - or maybe it was only me who did so. Days and nights she annoyed me, getting me on my nerves. It was not an action or a speech she made; it was she herself who pissed me off from the bottom of my heart. I simply could not stand her.
It all happened in the third week we lived together. I was enjoying some of my snacks. Then, suddenly she came over to me and ordered me to give her half of them. I told you before that she is a pig. She literally is a pig, she weighs like hundred something kilograms. Now that was really annoying of her to do so, but I didn't want to have a fight so I gave her some of them. But then she was like,"Are you kidding? I said HALF of them. Do you think this is half?"I said, "Yes" very coldly. She seemed to be very surprised. Of course, I hated her inside, but I never expressed it. So she probably did not know my feelings for her.
I thought this was the moment to talk to her seriously about her problems and my frustration. With a profound courage, I uttered a powerful message, "I think you suck." This unrefined language was probably the most refined one I could say. By doing so, I achieved the goal at the same time, yet made a more serious problem. Pig became a boar. I literally saw the transformation. Her face torted hideously, her hundred kilogram body rippled violently, a dark aura appeared in her presence, and I could have sworn that horns grew out of her head. Then, without warning,
2012년 5월 2일 수요일
Why uChicago essay
Option
3: Spanish poet Antonio Machado wrote, "Between living and dreaming there
is a third thing. Guess it" Give us your guess.
To live is to act. It is to do something,
anything at all that involves physical movements. A living creature will
constantly walk, crawl, swim, or squirm to get to somewhere or just for no
reason. Living is moving.
To dream is to think. It is to use the
brain to think about something, anything at all that comes to mind. A dreaming
creature will constantly use its brain to make plans or remember something or
just for no reason. Dreaming is thinking.
For most people, the connection between
acting and thinking is smooth. It flows from one side to the other without much
difficulty. The two worlds exist as if they are same entities, so some people
are able to act and think at the same time. However, sometimes, the interaction
does not occur so naturally. There is something between living and dreaming
that interrupts the flow. It is not something obsolete and concrete, for most
of the times it does not exist. Then what could it be? What would be the barrier
that filters connection intermittently? What causes people to halt between
thinking and carrying out what they thought?
Brain farting is to be confused. It is to
forget something, something as trivial as going to sleep, unintentionally. Like
regular farting, Brain farting does not occur with a pattern. It just happens
some time of the day without any warning. The brain fart zone exists between
living and dreaming as a semi permeable film.
Have you ever had an experience when you
open the refrigerator door and realize that you don’t remember what you were
going to do? Have you ever suddenly forgotten to ride a bicycle, something that
you were so good at before? Have you ever looked at your best friend’s face and
just before you were going to call her name, you do not remember what it was?
Yes, your brain was farting back then, exuding gases everywhere in your brain.
To live is to act, to act is to know what
you are doing, to know is to have thought about it before, and to think is to
dream. However, somewhere in this process your brain might decide to take a
break and let out a squeak.
Why Johns Hopkins essay
Johns Hopkins offers 50 majors
across the schools of Arts and Sciences and Engineering. On this application,
we ask you to identify one or two that you might like to pursue here. Why did
you choose the way you did? If you are undecided, why didn't you choose? (If
any past courses or academic experiences influenced your decision, you may
include them in your essay.)
I love my family, I love my friends, and I
love my teachers. I love a lot of things, from cats to debating. But what is
love? Is it an emotion that you feel when you extremely like something or
somebody? Or is it an abstract concept which cannot be explained in words?
Then, how do you love? Does something spark in your heart? Or do you just know that you are in love? How can love
be explained?
I believe it can be explained by the
chemical reactions in our brains. Seemingly unromantic, but I believe that our
bodily functions cannot “just happen.” So many concepts, so many ideas about us
remain unknown and unexplained and I feel obliged to find out the reason and
the cause of such reactions. I want to learn how our brain functions and find
out ways to relieve ourselves from stresses which originate from unwanted
emotions. And I know that Johns Hopkins University offers such chances.
Johns Hopkins University’s premed program
will prepare me for the basics of human functions. These basics will help me to
step up to my goal of studying psychiatry. Because I believe that all the
stress and disease resulting from mental problems can be cured, I want to take
part in finding out how.
Culture of Honor
The "culture of honor" in Harlan, Kentucky gave me a lot of thoughts. The basic idea goes like this: because the sheepherders were always exposed to the dangers of their herds being stolen, they had to be in constant stress and had to be violent in order to show that they are not weak. And this had to do with the cultural influences they gained from their homeland, Kentucky.
From the following experiment of young men walking in the corridor also shows that people from the South tended to show more aggression than people from North.
Does this "culture of honor" apply to Korea, too? I sure think it does. Because Korea has always been some what isolated from the "outside world," we have gained a significant sense of unity. Because we considered our Korean blood as pure and undisturbed, we got extremely mad when we thought we were called inferior..
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I don't really get what I'm saying right now. I think the book was good, though.
From the following experiment of young men walking in the corridor also shows that people from the South tended to show more aggression than people from North.
Does this "culture of honor" apply to Korea, too? I sure think it does. Because Korea has always been some what isolated from the "outside world," we have gained a significant sense of unity. Because we considered our Korean blood as pure and undisturbed, we got extremely mad when we thought we were called inferior..
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I don't really get what I'm saying right now. I think the book was good, though.
2012년 4월 4일 수요일
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