Joelle-Marie Obi English 1102 Introduction
Hello English 1102, My name is Marie, and I’d like to share a little about who I am with you all! I’m from St. Thomas (an island owned by the United States) so I grew up with a heavy island influence, I’m also Nigerian (NAIJA FAMILY!), and I grew up in Florida for most of my life. I remember there being a lot of culture in Florida it was just a melting pot of people there were Jamaicans, Antiguans, Puerto Ricans, Jews, Hattians, Cubans, Africans, and more many types of people who all got along. No matter who you were in Florida you knew that the people around you cared and had stories so similar to one another, that’s where I grew up, I grew up around love and care.
I remember sitting on the living room floor one day, I was about 15 years old, and watching a news story on the murder of a beautiful black boy named Trayvon Martin. Hearing his name till this day still brings involuntary tears to my eyes. Trayvon Martin was a young black boy whose life was wrongfully taken from him. His death, in a way, opened my eyes to see more than just love and care surrounding me. When I saw the man, who had killed Trayvon my heart ached. George Zimmerman, the man who took a youths life on no good grounds, was a citizen of the formerly known as loving and caring community of Florida. Sure Miami out of the whole of Florida has some of the highest crime rates known out of the whole state but what George Zimmerman did wasn’t processed in my adolescent mind as a “crime” it wasn’t just another gang shooting, or the occasional robbery. It was different, I have seen channel seven news cover so many crimes in one day, and they all brushed over my head but this one wasn’t just the regular everyday Miami homicide, it was more than that, in my mind it meant war. Not a physical war with guns and grenades but a war of the mental. I didn’t know Trayvon, but I remember the day I saw his mother on television mourning the loss of her son I too broke down as if he were my own brother. That was the day I sat down and read my history, did my own research and realized being a black woman or man in America is like living without breathing or feeling, it’s like you’re being stifled, or covered from head to toe with a million boulders and rocks. Numb, I felt numb to sum it all up. Everywhere a black person goes in America they will experience some form of racism, discrimination or hate. Whether they’re applying for a job, in school, at home, in restaurants, at stores, on the street, in an office, even if they were the president of the United States it is impossible to be free as a black man or woman in this country.
To help ware off the numbness that started to settle into my bones I began standing up for myself when I felt wronged, I called my friends out on discriminatory things they’d say. I spoke to my family members who seemed to be blind to the state of this country and how we have to navigate everyday life, I put “Pro-Black” in my twitter bio, I shaved my permed hair off to let my crown of curls grow, I read a little about my history every day, I started buying from a black business every Friday, I completely changed my mindset and views of this world. I changed what being black meant to me, being black means to be proud to me today, my features resemble my Nigerian ancestors, their bravery, and beautiful souls were passed on to me and rile through my blood.
Even though I had changed so much about me, I want everyone I meet to know I stand for more than just being black, I am a feminist, I am an LGBTQ+ ally. I am also a supporter of #BLM, #metoo, and so much more. Because I care, caring for people is something that has always been a part of me it’s the reason why I want to be a doctor so I can help a wide range of people in this world in more ways than imagined possible.
As a black woman in America I may never be entirely free but as said by Nelson Mandela “Education is the most powerful weapon you can use to change the world.”. I will take my degree in biology to then earn a degree in medical school and with each passing semester I will continously collect all the knowledge I can get to then help change the world and to show impressionable youth that no matter where you are, no matter the color of your skin we all can be free someday.
All about me :)
Elise Madison Hill is the name my mother and aunt gave me. At first my name WAS going to be Madison Elise, but my aunt said that didn’t sound right so my mom just switched it around. I believe it was around 6:30 in the morning on October 18th when I made my very first appearance. My mom was on her way to the hospital, but clearly, I couldn’t wait to meet her. My mother told me that my grandmother rushed to her house as soon as my mom told her she was in labor. The firefighters (crazy but my uncle was on call that night… and guess who showed up 😊) and EMTs are all outside the house, people are talking and making noise, but my mom surprisingly calm (from what my grandma told me). Long story short I show up with a veil over my face. Many people believe that when a baby is born with a veil is a sign of special destiny and psychic abilities or good luck. I’m going to let you know now, lol I don’t have ANY psychic abilities, nor have I hit the lottery 😊
Only child syndrome is the MYTH that children are lonely, selfish, spoiled and impatient. By saying that, Yes, I am on only child and no I’m not spoiled or selfish or lonely. #Throwback In 3rd grade this boy stood up on a table (he got in trouble for me) just so I would smile. And at parent teacher meetings my teacher Ms. Taylor said she lets me do whatever I want to do in her class because she’s an only child too. Anyways back to the point. BLAH BLACK only child this only child that. Some say I’m lucky and others feel bad for me because they believe that I was a lonely boring child. Even though that is only haft true I feel like my mom, dad and family did a great job raising me.
A lot of people say I have a RBF (I’m going to let you look that up on your on time) others say I look really mean/mad. Deep down I’m probably thinking about what my dog is doing or pizza. I’m honestly the goofiest and funniest person I’ve ever met. You have to get to know me, well honestly you can just say “ Hey” and I’ll start laughing or smiling. I mean other than my RBF I’m a cool person to hang out with ( wink wink) .
Hello English Composition 1102 class and people of the internwebs.
My name is Ashley Harding. I am 27 years young and was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia. I am working toward my Bachelor of Science in Environmental Geoscience from Georgia State University. I am a person who craves an adventurous life and has a voracious appetite for knowledge. I am also a lover of the arts and sciences. The studies of Anthropology, Geology, and Biology fascinate me. In my free time, I enjoy painting, sculpting, and hiking.
I feel art and human expression brings beauty to life. I trained in jazz, ballet, and modern dance for 14 years. I started sculpting 6 years ago, and I have been painting since I could dip my hand in paint. I am also a lover of the musical arts, albeit I have not proved to be musically talented. I love almost all genres of music, from metal to rap. Some of my favorite bands are Tool, A Perfect Circle, A Tribe Called Quest, Russ, Sleep, and Opeth.
Random outdoor adventures are some of my favorite times. I love hiking, camping, swimming, and just being in nature. I want to use my degree to study ways to combat climate change and protect our environment for future generations. The earth and all her majesty have always filled me with passion. I find beauty in all parts of nature, whether its growth or decay.
I look forward to reading all your posts and get to know the class through this forum.
P.S.- I am very much an animal lover. We don’t deserve dogs, they are so precious. I have on old pupper and a cat that is filled with a silent rage. I will now proceed to post adorable pictures of them.


Me, myself, and I
For the first time ever I am giving people an inside look of my life from my own perspective which I think is easier said than done. Because, of course, if we’re being honest, I think people hardly ever say anything negative about themselves but I will try my hardest to portray myself as honestly as possible.
I am of Mexican heritage but raised in the south, to be more precise, Atlanta <3. I’m fluent in both English and Spanish (duh, I’m writing in English) I love embracing both of my cultures! I am the eldest of 2, I’m 22 years old (about to turn 23). Although I graduated from high school 5 years ago, I decided to go back to school because I want a better future for my children and myself. Yes, you read that correctly, I have 2 children ( well two and a half if you count my husband haha!) Nicole (4) and Alexander (2).
My children are my life. They are the reason why strive to be a better person each and every single day. Perhaps a couple of years ago I would not take life as serious or even appreciate my parents as much as I do now. I believe that everything happens for a reason and although some may see my circumstance as unfortunate or my life as “ruined”, I know that it is NOT so.
Before them, I’d describe myself as a wild flower just breezing through life without a care in the world, with absolutely no plans for the future, and no concerns whatsoever for anyone besides me. However, becoming a mother changed my life forever in the best and sweetest way possible. I was no longer self-centered and rebellious, I became more loving and understanding towards others. My mindset changed completely about life.
I am happy in my space now and I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world!
Welcome to ENGL 1102 2:30 class!
Hello, World!
Welcome to our ENGL 1102 class blog site. We invite you to think about Spatial Justice with us this semester as we read and write about spaces in American Culture.
We are reading three books and one movie. Our books are: The House on Mango Street (by Sandra Cisneros), Don’t Call Us Dead (by Danez Smith), and Becoming (by Michele Obama). We haven’t chosen our movie yet. We are using these texts to explore the ways that physical spaces shape us, hold us in or out, and become markers of what we are able to achieve. It should be an interesting semester.
Remember that we are students who are using this semester to sharpen our communication skills, so sometimes our writing is still in process, an idea that Obama embraces in her book. We are becoming who we will be.
Dr. Perry

Introduction to Dr. Perry

My name is Katherine Perry, and I am an Associate Professor of English at Perimeter College of Georgia State University. I hold a Ph.D. in English from Auburn University, and I have been teaching college for almost 19 years (that includes when I was in graduate school). I am the professor for two sections of ENGL 1102, English Composition II, this semester, and my students will be working on this blog to learn more about writing for the web, crafting small but powerful paragraphs, and learning to use images, links, and visual language to enhance their blog posts.
In addition to being an English professor, I am also a practicing poet. My book, Long Alabama Summer, was released in December of 2017, and you can find out about any upcoming poetry readings at my website: www.katherinedperry.com. I am also the founder and coordinator for GSU’s Prison Education Project . We take college-level classes into area state and federal prisons.
Finally, like everyone, I do many things, so introducing myself in three paragraphs feels like a tall order. I am a yogini, a mother, a spouse, a Girl Scout leader, a guitarist, a walker, a camper, a traveler, a daughter, a dog lover, a civil rights activist, a friend, a reader, a cook, and a citizen of the world (and American by birth). I am also a lot of other things. I hope that you will enjoy this semester’s work.
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