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Sunday work part 2

 okay have him work on that, the green and white or black whatever make it look good for me:  let me log on, look at his insights and take screenshot then  email to him and save to my google photos black millionare has two posts, one is white background, black letters. Another is black background, white letters. simple, consistant, you know its him. I like that. that's what we are trying to create. a style that is unique to him.  and thoughtful posts.  I need to maybe look at the videos and transcribe the information he has already said. and then turn it into posts. 

Sunday Workday 2.28.2021

 1. find right shade of green (it's about to be 11am, we are still on this) I'm thinking a white background where the colors pop  I don't want the daily thing but if I learn how to make my own posts with our own quotes that will be dope. so I can state what the post say, instead of relying on an app. also, once we get the words on a look IG thing template we will keep, then I can go ahead and do a shoot of him as well as video content.  2. then have a 1 page document of information we want to break down to the masses. 3. purpose of IG is to educate, establish yourself as a educator, a helper, a resource in the knowledge that you know about.  4. emailed him the screenshot of the starting IG page now need to go into insights and save that.  then email it to him. 5. black millionaire is just so simple. black background, white letters. a little ig handle in the middle of it. 6. i had the idea to put his face in each post. like on a corner the left up corner. him shr...

Show up for yourself/ Invest in yourself

Hello everybody what were you all doing this weekend? You all did something but show up for the international speech contest. You got to miss out on 2 winners! Don't worry, I forgive you. But it got me thinking. I really want to be here, that's why I am here. In high school I performed many times and I would look out into the audience and guess what? my mom was never there. I hated that. What made it worse is that my best friend she had both of her parents would show up and not only that, but they would record the whole thing! And in case you are wondering, yes we won that competition too. And what for? We were in a high school Steppers team. In life, sometimes you have to show up for yourself. and the biggest sign of maturity is to be okay if people do not show up for you. You have to ask yourself, how bad do I want it?  You see Michael Jordan had to show up to all his practices to become the best. and Oprah had to show up for all those interviews in her show. and Mariah Carey...

Outline

 1. the roaches, they are big, they fly. you try to kill them and the move out of your way then fly all the way to get your eye level to let you know they mean business. 2. the beatings. i mean as a kid everyone can beat you. absolutely everyone. other kids, your parents, your parent's siblings, so your aunts and uncles and you think you were safe in school? no, the teacher could beat you too. but at least in school there were rules. Only with a rules, no belts! 3. my aunt, she was a super hero. legend has it that she would stay up at night and use a big knife that we call 'machete'. so the three of us, me, my sister, and my cousin would go to sleep and she would stay up and brish the machete against the concrete edge of the house. daring them, come in here and I will kill you myself!!! 4. the thieves.  the glass stuck on the concrete. 5. the lights go off. all the time. for no reason. you smile, you get fustrated and you go outside. we live in paradise, there's always ...

How it feels to grow up in a third world country

Madam Contest master, fellow Toastmaster, and esteemed guest,  My name is Auris Laura Candelaria Arias and I will be talking to you on how it feels to grow up in a third world country. What  can I tell you about my childhood? Except that it was the best time of my life Things were magical My cousin jumped buildings. We were in a fire. I was hugged and told I was loved every single day, multiple times a day. The way I raise my son is in large part, to how I was raised. The year, 1990 or thereafter. the place, Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic, or as I call it, paradise. Paradise was cool. There was hot weather everyday. I once look at a map of the world and it seemed to me that we were smack middle of the equator. No wonder it was so hot! the sun was punishing us!! We used to live by this hill, and if you had a bike and went down the hill you were surely and innocently, risking your own life. I lived down the street from what Americans would call "the White House." And I get i...

The play- got it 2.17.21 322am

One woman Just me Plain baggy white clothes (like nurses' outfit type, baggy) My voice Me singing, acapella. As slow as I want. as emotional as I want. Slow it down, no need for past paced, multi singer and background singers song. Just the acapella, me version. The recording (my writing of what depression is like) plus the song.

IN THE HOSPITAL

You were not allowed to feel you were not allowed to touch diagnosed bipolar it means your too happy or too sad and you already knwo what their solution is, if you show too much emotion more medications. medications to keep you numb. numb to your feelings. why didnt they interview my family? why didnt they sned a social worker? why was i locked away and they threw away the key? did they ahve any idea how traumatizing that is for a 17 year old? did they care? was my family happy that i was gone, to a hospital int he hospital gown, getting fed these medications like pills. did they ahve any idea?  do we trust hospitals and doctors so much? when i got out they kept blaming me. i kept getting pushined for my emotions. if i get angry, they started saying she must not have taken her pills. no one asked what happened at the hospital or my experiences. but like everyone else, they were scared of my feelings. am i not allowed to feel anger anymore? you get trauma after trauma after trauma a...