Saturday 24 November 2012

The Cutting Edge

Earlier this month, a team of 11th grade students from our school participated in the CDLS - Community Development & Leadership Summit, organised by Modern School, New Delhi. This summit brings together students representing more than 20 different schools from across the world to debate important issues as well as learn from each other, effectively establishing a global community of creative leaders.

The following is an essay by one of the participants, Pooja Nambissan [XI - C]

The Cutting Edge

Here’s a little history lesson: Poets and writers often portrayed women as housewives, mere tools of accompaniment for the working male in the 17th and 18th centuries. Shakespeare himself emphasised this in his comedy ‘Taming of the Shrew’. But the character of a woman was elemental in the completion of a picturesque and believable society. That is the case today as well.
But for decades and centuries, women have struggled with the unworthy image of a ‘housewife’. She has tried & tried to break out of this mold, with little success. It was not until the mid-1900s, did man begin to take notice. But how does space travel have anything to do with empowering women?
Perhaps, the story of Valentina Tereshkova would help.

Valentina Tereshkova’s is one of the most inspiring stories of woman empowerment. Brought up by a single mother in economically challenging times, Tereshkova began school only at the age ten. Believe it or not, at the time of her recruitment aboard the Vostok VI, she was not even a trained air pilot. She underwent a gruelling 18 month training as an Air Force pilot. Apart from being an expert amateur parachutist, she had no experience in manoeuvring airborne vehicles of any sort. Admiring fellow cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin was quoted as saying, "It was hard for her to master rocket techniques, study spaceship designs and equipment, but she tackled the job stubbornly and devoted much of her own time to study, poring over books and notes in the evening."
At 12:30 PM on June 16, 1963, Junior Lieutenant Tereshkova became the first woman to be launched into space. She describes her experience as hauntingly beautiful and uneventful. Using her radio transmitter she reported, "I see the horizon. A light blue, a beautiful band. This is the Earth. How beautiful it is!”
Ms. Tereshkova’s flight into space was a landmark in the history of womankind. Valentina’s storynot only revealed the power of sincere hard work and dedication, but also shattered stereotypes & broke barriers for women to venture out into space. 

But not all women had it good like Valentina. The first American woman to take to orbit, Dr. Sally Ride, faced harsh sarcasm merely because she was a woman. Speaking to reporters’ hours before the launch, Sally silently endured various rhetorical questions from the gender biased press: Would spaceflight affect her reproductive organs? Did she plan to have children? Did she cry on the job?
On “The Tonight Show,” Johnny Carson joked that the shuttle flight would be delayed because Dr. Ride had to find a purse to match her shoes. At a NASA news conference, Dr. Ride said: “It’s too bad this is such a big deal. It’s too bad our society isn’t further along.”

29 years later, do you think society has changed? Are women given greater respect in the modern era? This has been the topic of great discussion and debate. Nevertheless, women astronauts, like the late Kalpana Chawla, Eileen Collins – the first female commander of a space shuttle, Anousheh  Ansari- the Space ambassador for USA, have come to be highly respected because of their perseverance and willpower to break the gender barrier.
What’s even more beautiful is that these women went on to become advocates for women in space, icons of equality & living proof that women can do anything that men can, if not better. Dr. Sally Ride’s efforts spurned a company, Sally Ride Science, whose aim was to motivate young girls and women to pursue careers in science, technology, engineering or math.
As a part of its Golden Jubilee Celebration, NASA invited 400 girl scouts from over the country, aspiring to become ‘successful somebodies’ in their life. A board of NASA’s female astronauts, retired or active, spoke about the difficulties they faced during their life. From dealing with being misfits at school because of their passion, to handling cruel criticisms for being a woman, they spoke of how they held their head high through it all.  Quote Eileen Collins: "I was afraid they were going to say, 'You can't do that, you're a girl.” "So I just never told anybody and, in my own plan, I went out and did it."

In my opinion, women have been empowered ever since Ms. Tereshkova’s first flight. These ‘space women’ have played an important role in this. These headstrong women have become role models for millions of little girls around the world, aiming to pursue a higher education, even against the harsh words of the society. These women stand for breaking the gender barriers. If anything these women are the symbols of empowerment in a society filled with bias and prejudice, spreading the message that women really can do it all, and much more.
[A thought-provoking and inspiring piece.]

Friday 28 September 2012

A different perspective


Youth

The rolling trophy, the title, the baton called 'Youth'
It's possession dependent
not on when the hair greys or the youthful glow fades
but on when the recesses of the mind no longer inhabit ideas
and the heart no longer inhabits passion.


Its our perspective that is broad enough to erase the mistakes of the past and start anew
We are the slayers of conventional beliefs
who build upon the sweat and toil of our predecessors.
Grateful we are for their sacrifices are the framework of our doings
Brimming with energy, excited by the possibilities of tomorrow
inspired by all those who seized opportunities, fueled by a zest for life,
that's how we live.


We hold no prophecy
But with certainty the day for our successors shall arrive
At its arrival some of our names and faces shall reside in the pages of history
some shall be washed away by the sands of time.
But our work shall be immortal,
and will be the foundation stones of that of our successors
In this relay race defined as the productive segment of life - 'Youth',
we can only hope to do our best
before we pass the baton.

By Aishwarya Nair

Thursday 13 September 2012

A take on life

Seasons of Life

My journey began just as any ordinary being
But the course it took was very different.
I toured through spring, summer, autumn and finally winter
And experienced all that life had to offer me.

It all began when I entered the door to childhood
Into the world of bliss and delight where I bloomed like the cherry blossoms of spring
Spring bloomed and I bloomed with it.

I had to leave this temporary world,
This world of cherries and contentment,
And enter the arena of rebellious heat.

My entry to teenage hood gave me unbound freedom with the closest of friends
But it was like the hottest summer ever endured
With pressure as hot as the heat of the sun penetrating me.

This realm did not last for long
But I was happy as I drew closer to entering my perfectly planned life, adulthood.

Adulthood was not as simple as it seemed
People were different, and not everyone looked out for you.
My  high expectations of a better, different world broke,
Just like crisp autumn leaves that fall and snap under the heel of our feet
This wasn’t all that was in store for me
I worked hard and it paid off with all the love and friends I had.

My journey was drawing to an end
And as I drifted into the quietness and peacefulness of senility and, of winter
Winter’s arms wrapped me and gently stole me away.


My works or my life will not be remembered
 But I will be remembered through these words that I have written

By Christine David

[Congrats on winning the 2nd position in the Senior category at the IDEA competition in Abu Dhabi with this piece!]

Friday 7 September 2012

From a teacher's perspective


Let them Rest in peace or Wish them “Rest In Peace”
Is she an Infant or an Adult?


For some it might be just another suicide case, which they often read about in the newspapers, for some it sends shivers down their spine as they become reminiscent of their own daughters who met the same destiny and some become apprehensive of their daughters who are grappling with the same situation; but this happens everywhere in one form or the other. The news of the death of Akansha Malhotra perturbed me beyond consolation for a while. Akansha Malhotra, a computer science teacher working at Apeejay School, Jalandhar, Punjab committed suicide by jumping into the Upper Bari Doab Canal near Pathankot on 17th August 2012 after leaving a suicide note saying she was being harassed by her in-laws for dowry.  Her husband Pujan Malhotra, a lawyer, has been arrested. However the three accused - father in-law, Sudhir Malhotra, mother in-law, Renu Malhotra and sister in-law, Kanika Malhotra, although taken to custody were freed by the cops and have absconded. Although I was not related to her in any way, there is one bond that unites us all being women. I was left pensive after reading about it.


Let me share with you all the kind of thoughts a newly–married girl has to endure during the first phase of her marriage. She is in a strange state of mind as she herself fails to fathom if she’s an infant or a grown-up married lady. Based on Plato’s philosophy and belief in pre-existence, Wordsworth has put in his ode ‘Intimations of Immortality’,

“Heaven lies about us in our infancy”

I have always found a similarity with a girl’s plight.  I wish to liken a newly-wed girl to an infant, her stay at her parental home as her pre-existence and her parents being God.  Whenever a newly born baby cries, elderly people often say that the baby is missing God. It is widely believed that every new born baby cries at the moment of birth because he/she intuitively is aware that he/she has got separated from the father, Almighty God. Similarly, every bride weeps on the day of her marriage because she is going away from her godlike parents, thinking that those heavenly and blissful times are over.


Secondly, everybody knows that marriage is often termed as a new-birth for a girl. Now since it is a new-birth, she is in an infantile state; new people, new surroundings and different values to cope with. So, as per the rule she should get new parents too, but in cases like that of Akansha, this does not happen. Herein lies the root of all evil. In such cases, for such people, daughters-in-law exist only to be abused, cursed, suppressed and blamed.  Once the daughter-in-law is there in their house, they think they have become infallible. Everything that goes wrong in the house is palmed off to the daughter-in-law because SHE has to adjust in their family (in which nothing and nobody, yes i mean nobody, not even her husband belongs to her. He too joins them in pointing fingers at her, silencing and suppressing her). All forget that it’s not the daughter-in-law only who has to adjust but these so-called Mr./Mrs. Right also need to consider her a human being, as a part of their family.


Just as an infant needs somebody to guide him or her in the ways of the world, the new bride too is a new entrant in a different household. So it is the duty of the members of her new family to help her adjust in their home by telling her their way of doing things and not yelling at her for not doing things in their way. Just imagine the plight of a girl for a second, she has nobody in the house with whom she can discuss what is happening to her as she is trying to comprehend and adjust to many new relations and things. A lot of responsibility lies on the shoulder of a husband too. He is the one who can bring about a good understanding among the members of the family because he knows his wife more than the others. I truly feel that ‘Akanshas’ die only in those families where soul mates/husbands fail to do their share. Do not forget that a daughter-in-law yearns for nothing but love, consideration and appreciation, if none of this, at least some respect and regard as a human being. But some people are so shallow and narrow-minded in this world that they unable to accept their daughters–in-law in the right spirit and it’s a shame that people these days love their pets more than their daughters-in-law.

Ms. Jagmeet Kaur


Saturday 1 September 2012

And then there were two: Inheritance




Inheritance is the fourth and the concluding book in the book series written by Christopher Paolini which was released worldwide on November 8th 2011.
The protagonists of the series, Eragon and his dragon Saphira, had set out on a mission to stop the prime antagonist, evil king and dragon rider Galbatorix from carrying out his master plan to rule the world. With help from the elves, dwarves and dragon rider Oromis and his dragon Glaedr, Eragon started a magical journey to slay Galbatorix. This magnificent and action packed journey continues in the fourth book with a bunch of other creatures joining the Varden like werecats, Urgals and some warriors from Carvahall, Eragon’s village, including his cousin Roran.

The book is a real cliff-hanger with every chapter revealing a new plot. The chapters move in point of view between Eragon, Roran and occasionally Nasuada, the leader of the Varden. They eventually take us to the major conflict between good and evil as the Varden struggle to fight Galbatorix. All the characters in the book (including Galbatorix) are extremely charming and AlagaĆ«sia has been portrayed very beautifully. Eragon has grown substantially throughout the series and his development is not just confined to his increasing skill in swordsmanship but also extends to self-awareness and magic. New monsters are introduced in this book such as Galbatorix’s Rasputin fighter Barst, the Snalgli, the self-mutilating monks, the priests of Helgrind and the horrible burrow grubs who make the book more horrifying and in some ways gruesomely funny. The usage of the ancient language, Urgal language and dwarf language makes reading tedious as one has to frequently flip pages to look up their translations. The inclusion of the synopsis of the previous books helps us connect to this book. The ending of the book is good but the book is extremely long and gets a little boring in some parts where extra attention is given to Eragon’s development, making you want to skip to more action packed scenes.


To say more might give too much away. So, I conclude saying that overall this is a tremendous and engaging finish to an extraordinary series. While reading this book you might have to put other things behind since it is not a book you can start and then stop lightly. Despite the few flaws mentioned above, I would recommend this book to all my friends.

By Sanjana Krishnasarma [XI - D]

Thursday 30 August 2012

The First Post

*Rolls out the cyber carpet*

Hello and welcome to the blog of, by and for the students of Our Own English High School, Dubai - the Our Own Word. I'll dive in headfirst to the details of this blog as it stands right now:

This blog is meant for students to express their creativity - be it in the form poetry or prose, paint or pencil, photos or pepper pots - anything goes as long as it's creative and original.

This blog is currently open (regarding contribution) only to the students of the 11th and 12th grades - we just want to get our feet wet with a smaller pool of ideas before expanding to the other grades - once all the kinks are out, other grades can start contributing.

Submissions can be sent to ourown.word@gmail.com [Include your name and class]

Students are welcome to comment and discuss ideas on posts - we're not aiming to replace Facebook [That would be ridiculous] , but we'd like to have a place to showcase creative talent and share it among the community.

Look forward to making this a success - and something the future batches can go through and continue!

[Shravanti Shankar]