I decided to send this website to Sandi Dudley. Ms. Dudley works in the marketing department at Iridium Satellite Communications. Having to market products that utilize satellites to carry out their function, I hope that this website helps with her team’s marketing strategies.
I chose a website as my genre because it seemed like the best way to get my point across. Everyone and everything now seems to rely on the Internet. Therefore, creating a website was an easy way for me to share my research, but also for others to easily access it and share it too.
I set up my website in a foundational sense. I started by talking about the two major threats in cybersecurity, ground and space. I then went on to explain the two and how they affect ordinary people. Next, I decided to talk about the underlying problems that are at the root of cybersecurity issues. These include the stereotypes that we have placed on the cybersecurity world, and how everything today is connected to one thing or another. I then ended with a solutions page. This page contains the main points that I wish for people to take away from my website. The page goes over how important it is to stay ahead of problems and think about the “what ifs”, but also how essential it is to share your concerns with other. By sharing any doubts with someone, you allow that person to now be on high alert themselves, and look for any potential issues or feelings of uneasiness.
The website contains much of the same overall feeling you get from my paper, but is far less formal. My paper was aimed at targeting satellite specific issues in the cybersecurity world, rather than getting everyone informed about both ground and spatial issues. I took points from my paper that I thought to be attention grabbers and made those my headings for each section and expanded off of that.
For most Juniors and Seniors, Powder Puff is one of the most exciting events of the year. It is an opportunity for the roles to be switched, girls play football and guys cheer. Unfortunately, there were no cheerleaders this year, but the experience was all the same.
Practice was early and I regretted getting almost every time, but as soon as I got there, the girls made it worth it. Having the juniors practice at the same time as us only increased the already heated rivalry. I can hear the coaches laughing about how disorganized the other team was. Despite this, we practiced like the juniors were the defending Super Bowl Champions.
Each practice consisted of the same routine. Put your flags on, passing lines, flag pulling, and then running plays. Running plays often got tiresome, having to run the same one over and over again until we got it right. Looking back, I guess this worked in favor for us.
With gameday soon approaching, practices seemed to get more and more intense. Then, it was the night of the game and everybody was anxious to get underway. The warm up felt incredibly long and everybody was counting down the minutes, even seconds, until 7:30 hit. After captains went up and the coin toss finished, the juniors and seniors took the field. The announcers came over the speakers, welcoming everyone to the game and wishing each team good luck. After the first drive, the rest of the game felt like a blur. It was a rush of red and white, running up and down the field. Despite the blur of the actual game, the score is still fresh in my mind: 36-3, seniors won.
It is so weird to think that in a short 8 months, I will be surrounded by thousands of people that have no idea who I am. College is quite intimidating when you think about it that way. Granted, there may be some people from your high school that choose the same college as you, but basically you are starting all over. You are going to a new town or maybe even a new state and it is up to you to make new friends. For me, I know that change is difficult. I like my routine, I like knowing what is going to happen, and I like being in control, but I know that change is good. Change allows for new people to enter your life. Change allows for a new passion to be discovered. Change allows for people to step outside their comfort zone. College will be an opportunity to challenge myself to accept such change. I know that as soon as I step foot on that campus on June 25th that my entire life will change. Not only will I be surrounded by new people, but I will be out of control. There will be people telling me what I can and cannot do and there will be rules that I must follow. Despite all of this, there is the reward that comes with change. So, looking forward, I know that change will be hard, but it is something that is necessary to life. It will teach me life lessons. It will push me to try new things. Most importantly, it will allow for new opportunities that otherwise would be missed.
Burt, the Yautia Malanga, lived an eventful life. He was born in Ecuador, where he lived for only a short time. The warm climate and soil made it a perfect home for him and his family. Nevertheless, as a little Malanga, Burt was shipped to the United States. The journey was long and had many bumps along the way. The box that Burt was placed in was cold and dark, nothing like the climate of his home. This abrupt change was very difficult for Burt and it is safe to say that Burt was feeling some homesickness along this journey. Despite this, the adventure that awaited him was enough to keep his hopes up. So, after what felt like an eternity in this cold, dark box, light entered. The light entered so abruptly that it put Burt into a state of shock. Although the journey was not over for Burt yet. He was sent to Leesburg, Virginia, and placed on the produce shelves at a local Wegmans. There he sat. Waiting patiently and hoping that some family would choose him to take home with them. This time soon came as a teenage girl picked him up, looked at him curiously, and took him home. Burt was ecstatic, after all this time, someone had picked him! Burt was taken back to this girl’s house and then a new adventure began. He was taken to and from this mysterious place, set on a table for 20 min, then back into the confinements of a dark bag. After multiple trips back and forth, the toll was starting to set on Burt. He started feeling sick. Green spots started appearing on his skin and soon they took over his entire body. Burt eventually gave way to natural decomposition, living a life full of adventure.
For most people, fall of senior year is filled with stress. Most of your free time is spent working on your college applications, essays, or even visiting schools. Personally, my experience has been a little different. Yes, I have had to write essays and respond to short answer questions, but most of my writing was not going to be read by a college admissions officer. Instead, my questions and essays were being sent to congressional offices so that I may be considered for a nomination to a service academy. So, if you think that having an admissions officer read your writing is stressful, try having a senator or congressman read it.
Not only is there essays, but fitness and health tests are required as part of the application as well. This only added to the tension that was already overwhelming me. It seemed that the checklist of things I had to get completed was never ending. A doctor’s appointment this week, an eye exam next week, fitness test this weekend, my schedule had zero free time. I felt as if I was being suffocated by my future. Each task that I had yet to complete was a weight pressing on me, hindering me, leaving me feeling helpless. But with the support of my family, I took a deep breath and focused on one thing at a time. As I became more focused, I got items checked off of my list and the weight was slowly lifted from my shoulders. Needless to say, college application time can be very overwhelming and stressful. It is extremely important to not let this get to you. Sit down, take a deep breath, and work through one item at a time, it will get done.
Most people spend their high school years playing sports or joining clubs, ultimately trying to find their niche in the community. For me, sports are my niche. Looking back, it feels as if I have played every sport imaginable: lacrosse, soccer, swimming, basketball, gymnastics, I have done it all. Therefore, coming into high school I was expecting to play at least one, if not multiple. Freshman year, I was ecstatic for sports season to come around. I tried out for swimming in the winter and soccer in the spring. I was determined to make the most of my high school experience. After the season was over, I couldn’t wait until next year when I would be able to do it all over again. Unfortunately, this was shattered by the rules established by my club soccer team. After switching leagues, I was not longer permitted to play high school sports. I was devastated. I felt as if I was letting both the team and school down.
As a result, my memoir is a photograph of me playing high school soccer. It brings back the fondness and memories that I experienced in that single spring season. It brings back the happiness, but also the gloominess. For me, high school soccer was an opportunity to try new things and allow myself to break the barrier of my comfort zone. I was able to formulate friendships I otherwise would not have made on my own. The freedom I was given to express myself without worrying about the pressures of nationals or college recruitment was refreshing. Not only did I play a position completely opposite from that which I played in club, but I could play against different competition. On club, you play the same rotation of teams with the same players. There is almost no change. High school on the other hand brought new competition and a new environment for me to play in. A new challenge for me to take on. It is safe to say that I miss being able to play with my classmates and for my school, but I would not trade my freshman experience for anything.
What is a Yautia Malanga you may ask. Well to be quite honest with you, I am not sure. I have been writing about this strange object for over a week now and I have yet to understand what it is. The name leads one to believe that it is an exotic fruit or vegetable, in which you would be correct. Well, at least the label that the Wegmans produce department placed on it says so. Despite this, the name can be deceiving. You would expect an interesting shape or colorful exterior, but the yautia has neither of those qualities. Its outer layer resembles that of a potato, brown and porous. It is odorless, managing to conceal what is behind the boring and bland outside. As a result, I am left wondering if this strange-looking object is simply a foreign potato or if it is hiding away an exotic flavor or vibrant colored flesh?
Nevertheless, having only had the opportunity to focus on the outside of the vegetable, there left much to be debated about. Was the interior solid? Was it porous? Was it colorful? These things still remain a mystery. Even so, the exterior was exhibiting obvious signs of deterioration. As time passed, the yautia began slowly wearing itself away. Wispy, white spots intertwined with shades of green materialized on the surface of the vegetable. The boring, brown surface was now not so boring. The white and green mixed in with the brown creating pockets of color. This color was of course a result of the vegetable going rancid, but at least it brought something interesting to the table, something other than the perpetual blandless and monotony.
Reading both of these excerpts showed me the immense difference repetition can make in one’s writing. They not only showed the importance that pattern has in literature, but also gave insight into how higher level writers think about their works while in the writing process.
Nevertheless, in the “Repeat, repeat, repeat” passage, the first sentence struck me as fascinating. The sentence read, “Repetition works in writing, but only if you intend it”. Throughout many of my english classes, I have been tasked with analyzing text and in turn finding repetition of words, sounds, etc. I never could understand why some authors repeated these trivial words that had no significance to the piece as a whole. It seems as though they had no intention in their repetition. Further along in the same passage, there was another quote that stood out to me, “Repetition can be so powerful, in fact, that it can threaten to call attention to itself, overshadowing the message of the story.” This appeared to be the first time that either text pointed out the negatives that repetition may have on a piece of writing other than that of the trivial sort. This was an extremely important point as the repetition of words or sounds can often strip the message that the author wants the reader to take away from the work. Even so, both of these passages showed the importance of repetition in writing and how to use it efficiently and effectively.
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