Digital Photo Story Questions

• The theme of the story will be the story of my family over the years. It will include my mom, dad, me, and my brother, and possibly other extended family member and some close friends. It will show how we were as a family when my brother and I were younger, then how our family is now that my brother and I are more grown up.

• Although I don't know the exact song I want to use, the music will be kind of sad and reflective, since the story of what my family has become is not the happiest of stories. I hope to have the music compliment the photographs beyond the emotions by changing the pictures according to the beats of the music.

• The photographs will be chronological from the beginning of my family, 1991, to now, 2010.
• Early photos will be of my parents getting married, then having me and my brother. It will show our family in its early, happy years.
• The middle will contain the years when my brother and I are kids, growing up, and our parents growing apart.
• The end will show the divorce and how it has affected our family, especially my brother and I.

5 Frame Story- Skydiving

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5 Frame Story

Skydiving

1st Photo: Airplane in the sky
2nd Photo: Skydiver jumping from the plane
3rd Photo: Parachute won't deploy
4th Photo: Skydiver freaking out
5th Photo: Skydiving simulator

Writing From Photographs

    New Years in New York. Talk about a celebration. It is like no other in the world. Bright lights and every color imaginable attack the eyes from every angle, begging to noticed. Sparkling New Years celebration paraphernalia shout the numbers of the coming year, and reflect the lights to create even more brilliance. Advertisements proclaim the latest and greatest products, subconsciously telling you to buy them. Loud noises- music, cheering, fireworks cracking open the sky- all competing to be heard above the rest. The combination of the sounds amount to a grand buzzing symphony of hullabaloo. Masses of people, all herded together, pushing for the ideal spot in Times Square, limit the amount of movement to mere inches. Yet, everything is in motion, swirling, blinking, dancing, rooting on the celebration. There is a biting cold, it is the middle of the winter. Puffs of breath float out of each person’s mouth, and drift away into the air. The energy and compactness of the crowd creates a battling heat made up of body warmth.  The air smells of a party- smoke from the fireworks, food, alcohol, and sweat. Rowdiness.  Chaos. Excitement. Bubbling anticipation from somewhere within, ready to explode as the ball drops.


Photo Narrative:
     Rewind, three years ago. 2007. Or was it technically 2006 still? She ponders the question briefly before moving on in her memory. It happened during a time transition. During a moment between two years. When it happened, time froze.
     Yet, oddly, everything was still happening around her. Bright lights and every color imaginable attacked her eyes from every angle, begging to noticed. Sparkling New Years celebration paraphernalia shouted the numbers of the coming year, and reflected the lights to create even more brilliance. Loud noises- music, cheering, fireworks cracking open the sky- all competed to be heard above the rest. Masses of people surrounded her, all way too close, pushing into her personal space. At the same time they were all so far away, lost in their own experience of the New Years celebration. Everything was in motion, swirling, blinking, dancing, rooting on the festivities.
     She was frozen in her own little time bubble. The cold suddenly stopped bugging her. The cacophony of sounds softened into a scarcely audible background noise. The lights dimmed. There was only one other thing in her world with her. It was him.
    Her heart echoed the explosiveness of her surroundings as the moment that everyone had been waiting for finally came, the moment she had been waiting for.
     Her first New Years kiss.

Digital Code of Ethics

In order to remain digitally ethical during the semester long Digital Composition class, and to obey the rules of technology in respecting the property of myself and others, protecting my own privacy and not violating others’, and using computers appropriately, I hereby compose the following list of guidelines:

• I will only use computers during this class for educational purposes. I will not go to websites, applications, or other programs that do not apply to school.
• I will not use computers to steal others’ ideas by plagiarizing and copying and pasting texts.
• I will not illegally download music, movies, or any other media.
• I will not use technology to gossip, to talk badly about somebody, or to send personal messages.
• I will not disguise or lie about my identity online.
• I will protect my business on computers by making profiles private.
• I will share my ideas in appropriate ways on sites where others may see what I post.
• I will not access other people’s accounts, or allow mine to be accessed by others.
• I will not post inappropriate pictures of videos online.
• I will make sure all my actions on computers protect property, privacy, and are appropriate and overall, digitally ethical. 

I am someone who...

       I am someone who lives life to the absolute fullest. My main goal is to enjoy my time here while I can. In order to do that, I strive to experience every day with intention and curiosity. Any day in which I step outside of my comfort zone and surprise myself is a successful day. Things such as meeting somebody new or getting to try an exotic new food are icing on the cake of days where I attempt to stretch my normal activities to be unique and different than the day before.
        I fill my days with activities where I can push myself to improve and develop, so nothing is ever the same. In volleyball and snowboarding, I train to enhance my skills in order to participate more fully in each sport. In school, I put in as much effort as possible with the hope of being accepted into the college of my choice, and having the opportunity to leave the nest and explore the world on my own.
       I relish in change.