“Aqoon La’an wa iftiin La’an (Without knowledge you are without light)””Waax (Pronounced Waa-H) Barta aan Barwaaqo Garne (Learn so we may acquire freedom)” These two Somali proverbs have been with me through thick and thin and have been engrained in my mind from an early age. My mother would always remind me or rather encourage me to be the best I could be. The best student, the best coworker, the best sister or daughter. I was to excel and debunk any stereotype that would come my way. There’s a saying to lead by example and that action speak louder than words. Growing up in America you could say I was oblivious to the norms set by some individuals. I did everything a normal American child would do; I went to school, I played sports, I had many friends, I bullied bullies, all was well with the world. That was until (you thought I was going to say 9/11, nope) 2005, my second grade year when I witnessed my first racist. Such a misogynistic fellow, so much hate that he would spew rhetoric at an innocent child. Its kinda of worrisome that individuals target children even, when they’re more often not aware of
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The last paper of the semester was Project 3 and this reflection paper, this class was actually the first of its kind for me. I have never written 8 pages in my life. Its also been a minute since I’ve spoken in front of a class, I’m usually that student in the back oblivious of what is around me but best believe when told to speak, I spoke. I think speaking on a matter close to you that you are passionate about is very fufilling. My speech was based on Immigration focusing more on Somali people, I practiced that speech in front of my mom numerous with her telling me to stand up straight and look my viewers in eyes. To be completely honest with you, I was more concern with the time than about my subject. Five minutes could be a long time for a nervous
The last paper of the semester was Project 3 and this reflection paper, this class was actually the first of its kind for me. I have never written 8 pages in my life. Its also been a minute since I’ve spoken in front of a class, I’m usually that student in the back oblivious of what is around me but best believe when told to speak, I spoke. I think speaking on a matter close to you that you are passionate about is very fufilling. My speech was based on Immigration focusing more on Somali people, I practiced that speech in front of my mom numerous with her telling me to stand up straight and look my viewers in eyes. To be completely honest with you, I was more concern with the time than about my subject. Five minutes could be a long time for a nervous