Monday, March 26, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Podcast
I'm sorry that the last two posts have been irrelevant, but they were assignments for class. Here's my latest ssignment...a podcast!
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
From Hollywood to Hofstra
How many nineteen year olds do you know have attended multiple Grammy Awards, the MTV awards, traveled the country, watched Celtics games court side, starred in their own TV show, but also attends classes here in Dempster? There's only one that I can think of, and that is none other than Christy Anderson.
From when she was born on September 3, 1992, in sunny LA, Christy has led quite the charmed life. Between her mom being a part of the pop sensation Salt n Pepa as DJ Spinderella and her father, Kenny Anderson, playing in the NBA for the Celtics and the Nets, she has had many opportunities that most kids don't have. For example, she would tag right along with mom as she toured the nation, while also being tutored since she wouldn't always be able to attend school. Who would choose elementary school over touring with superstars? Also as a child she tried her hand in many extra curricular activities such as karate, piano lessons, violin lessons, voice lessons, and ballet. Although she didn't stick with any of them, she still thinks them as a major part of her past.
Another crucial experience she's had is being given the opportunity to have her very own episode of My Super Sweet 16 on MTV. With certain connections in place, it was arranged for her to have 2 cameras follow her around for 4 months capturing every detail that went into planning her 80's themed birthday bash. While the thought of being in front of the camera was a bit intimidating, once she started the process she couldn't get enough of it. In fact, it inspired her to pursue her major of broadcast journalism.
After figuring out what she wanted her ultimate career to be, she decided to attend Hofstra University based on it's outstanding communications program. The hefty scholarship offered out didn't hurt either. Ideally becoming a court analyst is what Anderson is aiming for. Along with taking journalism classes and living in Dempster Hall like every other School of Communications student, Anderson is also a sister of the Delta Phi Epsilon sorority. After pledging Spring of 2011, she now holds the position of Social Chair, which requires getting in touch with other organizations and planning events for the rest of the sorority.
Throughout every things she's been through both in the past and present, Christy claims that her friends and support system have remained strong and right by her side. Who knows what else Ms. Anderson has up her sleeve, but you can bet that whatever she takes on next will certainly be a success.
From when she was born on September 3, 1992, in sunny LA, Christy has led quite the charmed life. Between her mom being a part of the pop sensation Salt n Pepa as DJ Spinderella and her father, Kenny Anderson, playing in the NBA for the Celtics and the Nets, she has had many opportunities that most kids don't have. For example, she would tag right along with mom as she toured the nation, while also being tutored since she wouldn't always be able to attend school. Who would choose elementary school over touring with superstars? Also as a child she tried her hand in many extra curricular activities such as karate, piano lessons, violin lessons, voice lessons, and ballet. Although she didn't stick with any of them, she still thinks them as a major part of her past.
Another crucial experience she's had is being given the opportunity to have her very own episode of My Super Sweet 16 on MTV. With certain connections in place, it was arranged for her to have 2 cameras follow her around for 4 months capturing every detail that went into planning her 80's themed birthday bash. While the thought of being in front of the camera was a bit intimidating, once she started the process she couldn't get enough of it. In fact, it inspired her to pursue her major of broadcast journalism.
After figuring out what she wanted her ultimate career to be, she decided to attend Hofstra University based on it's outstanding communications program. The hefty scholarship offered out didn't hurt either. Ideally becoming a court analyst is what Anderson is aiming for. Along with taking journalism classes and living in Dempster Hall like every other School of Communications student, Anderson is also a sister of the Delta Phi Epsilon sorority. After pledging Spring of 2011, she now holds the position of Social Chair, which requires getting in touch with other organizations and planning events for the rest of the sorority.
Throughout every things she's been through both in the past and present, Christy claims that her friends and support system have remained strong and right by her side. Who knows what else Ms. Anderson has up her sleeve, but you can bet that whatever she takes on next will certainly be a success.
Monday, March 12, 2012
irrelevant post!!
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| Establishing shot of a flower |
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| Long shot of girl looking at flower |
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| Extreme close up of picking flower |
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| Close up of smelling flower |
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| Extreme long shot of walking away |
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Corn Dogs and Pig Races
There's one part of summer that every small town in America yearns for. Hundreds of people are attracted, the smells range from cow manure to freshly deep fried corn dogs, and it's the only way to end a perfect summer. What's this highly anticipated event? Nothing other than the town fair. The Chester Fair happens during the last weekend of August. School starts the next week, everyone's back from vacation, and friends are reunited for the biggest celebration yet.
There are two different personalities to the Chester Fair: day time and night time. During the day is family time; kids can go the the petting zoo, participate in competitions, and watch performances. For parents there's food and art judging, as well as horse pulls and pig races. The day time of the Chester fair is the traditional, picture-esque county fair, with nothing but kettle corn, fried dough, and cows to pet. There are rides and games, a section of booths filled with homemade goods and souvenirs, and a stage where local talent is showcased.
For me the Chester Fair Grounds are right across the street, so popping in to get some deep fried Oreos was no big deal. We'd have a 3 day pass because my Dad was one of the photography judges, so we'd walk over and get lunch and come back, or grab the worlds best fresh squeezed lemonade and take another walk around the fair before heading home.
One of my favorite parts of the fair when I was a kid was participating in the tractor pull. Different age groups would peddle a tractor with weights in the back and whoever pulled the most won. Me, being slightly larger than the rest walked away with the first place trophy at my first attempt, and it is still to this day displayed proudly in my room.
When night time rolled around, the lights turned on, the air got cool, the mosquitos came out, and a different crowd lined up outside the gate. The teenie-boppers fill the grounds. Every cent they came with would be spent on ride tickets and games, or any souvenir that lit up. Looking around you'd see that awkward middle school couple silently holding hands, the cool kids walking around the premises over a dozen times, the hard core riders purchasing sheets of tickets at a time, and the high schoolers who think being 2 years older gives them the authority to point and make fun of all of the above. The Chester Fair would be teen central, so god forbid if a parent accompanied their kid their social life could potentially be tarnished.
For me and my friends, after a night of rides, balloon popping, and eating everything in site, we'd start our journey back to my house to finish the night off with a dip in the pool and s'mores.
At the end of the day, the town fair is what brings everyone together. No matter where in small town America you are, the fair represents all that's good in the town, and it's all put on displayed for everyone to see. It's a celebration of sorts, and if you get the chance to stop by a town fair you should without a doubt. The feeling of hospitality and community is overwhelming, and it's definitely worth the trip.
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| Pig Race |
For me the Chester Fair Grounds are right across the street, so popping in to get some deep fried Oreos was no big deal. We'd have a 3 day pass because my Dad was one of the photography judges, so we'd walk over and get lunch and come back, or grab the worlds best fresh squeezed lemonade and take another walk around the fair before heading home.
One of my favorite parts of the fair when I was a kid was participating in the tractor pull. Different age groups would peddle a tractor with weights in the back and whoever pulled the most won. Me, being slightly larger than the rest walked away with the first place trophy at my first attempt, and it is still to this day displayed proudly in my room.
When night time rolled around, the lights turned on, the air got cool, the mosquitos came out, and a different crowd lined up outside the gate. The teenie-boppers fill the grounds. Every cent they came with would be spent on ride tickets and games, or any souvenir that lit up. Looking around you'd see that awkward middle school couple silently holding hands, the cool kids walking around the premises over a dozen times, the hard core riders purchasing sheets of tickets at a time, and the high schoolers who think being 2 years older gives them the authority to point and make fun of all of the above. The Chester Fair would be teen central, so god forbid if a parent accompanied their kid their social life could potentially be tarnished.
For me and my friends, after a night of rides, balloon popping, and eating everything in site, we'd start our journey back to my house to finish the night off with a dip in the pool and s'mores.At the end of the day, the town fair is what brings everyone together. No matter where in small town America you are, the fair represents all that's good in the town, and it's all put on displayed for everyone to see. It's a celebration of sorts, and if you get the chance to stop by a town fair you should without a doubt. The feeling of hospitality and community is overwhelming, and it's definitely worth the trip.
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