Braid

took in a deep breath and began to step away from his vehicle when a gust of wind burst around everyone standing on the other side of the street. Stanly watched as a little girl squealed and began reaching for her hair bow that snapped loose from a braid only to flip flop its way into the street. Stanly’s heart jumped into his throat as his eyes met the girl and she smiled, he remembered the shape of that mouth being split in two, those hands that were now reaching for a bow, bent and…

Against the face of a roughly built table Kolda had collapsed, fully dressed down to her leatherworked boots, tools still resting against calloused fingers. The feral locks of her hair were splayed wildly around her, mostly unraveled from the messy braid they’d been trapped in. The wood dust of her machinations had fluttered away from her parted lips, warm breath brushing over a freshly made sea of carvings. Beveled or gemmed eyes watched from the multitudinous faces, observers of her fall to…

A Woman’s Voice: Female Empowerment in Their Eyes Were Watching God “Pheoby, you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo’ papa and mama and nobody else can’t tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody’s got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin’ fuh theyselves” (Hurston, 192). The novel Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston chronicles a woman’s journey of self-realization and empowerment. It follows the tribulations of Janie as she…

The people of Calvera sat on the cold, jaggad, concrete of the street curb, shivering as the December wind blew, and pulled their raggedy blankets closer to them. The drums started and only moments after, out of the dense fog came the marching soldiers; or as we call them in Calvera, the Marchers. The all too familiar drum beat. Dun, dun dun dun dun. Dun, dun dun dun dun. Dun, dun dun dun dun. The beat of the perfectly synced marching with the even more perfectly synced drum beats caused people…

You find freedom inside- nowhere else. In the heart of every human being is that one space which is free, which is filled with Peace, and which is full of Love” (Rawat). In the novel ,Their Eyes Were Watching God, is a story of a girl growing into womanhood on the journey to feel the meaning of true love and to feel the importance of self needs . From one relationship to another Janie has constantly had her power stripped from her; being oppressed Janie finally takes control of her life…

The Theta Upsilon chapter of Phi Theta Kappa has chosen the topic “Quests for Human Expression” as our focus for the Honors in Action theme “Frontiers and the Spirit of Exploration.” The right to freedom of expression, equality and human rights is a crucial key to democracy, and is safeguarded by the First Amendment to the United States Constitution. The Universal Declaration of Human Rights (UDHR) and the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights (ICCPR), to which the United…

explain the existence and meaning of the abject itself. In her famous essay “Powers of Horror: An Essay on Abjection”, Julia Kristeva comes across issues of how to actually define the abject, yet she says that she is “beset by abjection, the twisted braid of affects and thoughts I call by such a name does not have, properly speaking, a definable [object]” (1). As mentioned above, the abject is…

harder and harder each time someone intends to speak upon their stories. So many people wanted Dede to speak for herself: The Belgian movie maker who had her pose with the girls’ photo in her hands, the schoolchildren who wants Dede to hold up the braid and tell them why she had to cut if off. The situation is getting out of hand; it is no longer about telling people our stories and how much we have suffered under Trujillo’s dictatorship; it was now about making money, and that is why Dede lost…

Cultural Identity is something that makes people who they are; it can deeply affect how you see the world because it shapes how you perceive new things. And as a child, many people do not realize the impact observed actions can have on someone when forming cultural identity. How a person grows up can really change who they are as a person, due to the great influence that parents and caregivers have on the children in their early years. Not only that but, when a child is exposed to a new…

grew older, I stopped doing what I loved due to the judgements and generalizations of the peers around me. The cute boy in the corner would make fun of me because I would spend my time throwing around a football rather than putting my hair in buns or braids. I consider this to be one of my greatest failures since to this day I wish I was still running around the crisp turf, dripping sweat, and breathing so hard from adrenaline; I wish I was still running down the court and getting that feeling…