Showing posts with label todya's generation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label todya's generation. Show all posts

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Teen Beans.

While reading through many people's blogs, I finally found a topic that is easy to type about. Vanessa's Berrios is about how nowadays, many adults think that there is something wrong with the teenage generation, today:
Usually, you will most likely see an adult say “What has happened to the kids nowadays.” They think that we have all changed for the worst. To them, we are so different to how they were back when they were our age. I think that the older people think that everything we do is wrong. Apparently to them, every aspect of what we do and how we behave is not right.
I definitely agree with Vanessa. The attitudes elders assume about the teenagers today are ruthless and invaluable.  The assumptions adults put on use are only what they here on the news and rumors. For example, on the news, they always report that the percentage of teenage pregnancies has increased. So, many people believe that all the teenagers are unimportant, weak, and insignificant to the American society. They degrade us. 

I understand why they do this thought. They are angry and fear that more and more teens will get pregnant early, drop of school, and will not be able to support America. Many families are angry as well. Sometimes it is their daughter who is pregnant. It is really hard to get angry and help a child you is pregnant. So, patience is a tool that is to be developed during this new transition in life.

My parents are a totally different story...

My parents... Let me tell you, they are not scared to put out their opinion about anything...
When they see pregnant teenage girls, specifically, my dad, he gets really mad and starts yelling at me. He is like "We need to move out of this place, look at this girl *points at a pregnant teen* and starts asking rhetorical questions: what is going on with the world? Why is this happening? Are there any pregnant girls at your school? If there is I am taking you out...blah blah blah. My dad’s ridiculous, but I love him

Anyways...

Adults need to consider that all teens are not pregnant and rude, ruthless, and crazy. We are normal people going through our teenage days. We make many mistakes, but also, help with community service. Degrading the teenagers will create pressure, fear, and instability in our nation. So, mom's, dad's, aunties, uncles, grandparents... be nice. We will grow out of it and become great men and women, well, most of us...



Friday, October 8, 2010

Friday- Friday.

Yessssss, it is finally Friday. I have a load of homework and umm... homework, ahhh- the life.


As a Muslim, Fridays are important days of the week- ever week. I do not clearly understand why they are, but they just are. As a result to this day, many of my family members gather to ones house and talk about our religion, read the Qur’an, and talk about our week.


This is how it goes. The mother's stay in the living room and: gossip. The men and the children ( cousins and I), go into a room and collectively recite the Qur’an and our uncles lecture about our Dīn (religion). It feels like I am in a night class. No Joke. But sometimes, my uncles talk to about  The Day Of Judgement- which makes me really scared. This is because, in the Qur’an, it states that: The Day Of Judgement is coming soon. My uncles translate what the Qur’an says so we can clearly understand what the words in the quran mean. This is so sad because we should be able to understand what the characters mean without the english translation. So sad. Okayyy, back to the topic...  It gives us a warning about our society and tells us what is going to happen and when. It is very specific. ( like a description essay Valdez would give an 'A' on).


When reading the holy book, it gives me a closer connection to Allah. It tells the stories of Prophet Mohammed (p.b.u.h) and how much he dedicated his life, gave to the poor, and spread the Islamic Religion. He was a great Muslim and a honorable man.


After reading the Qur’an, I wonder if I am doing what God wants me to do? Am i satisfying him? Is he accepting my prayers? Am I doing my prayers correctly? Will I go to heaven or hell? These questions are always lingering in and out of my hand. It never goes away. I hope God he proud of me...
 Are my actions medial to Prophet Mohammed (p.b.u.h)? or fair below the expectations? I am scared.


As a result, these Friday gatherings recollect my spirituality and provide me a closer connection to the supernatural. I hope these Friday's will pass on- generation to generation.