More than 2,000 innocent children have been separated at the United States border at Trump’s command.
The parents have been lied to about the locations of their children and given fake ‘find your children’ numbers.
The children have been sleeping on cheap mattresses on a concrete floor with only cellophane blankets.
If a group of strange men and women took your children and placed them in a place like that, cold and in a place with an uncanny similarity to a prison camp, how would you feel?
Many say that being separated, isolated, cold, hungry, and heartbroken is healthier for the children, that it is like a summer camp.
In summer camps, children are there because they want to be there. They eat hot food, sleep in warm beds, and can talk to their parents whenever they want.
This is the opposite of summer camp.
It is a slow death.
Does this sound like a science fiction, like some sick horror story of the future? If you thought it was, (probably not) it is, indeed, real. *Screams* this is basically kidnapping! They are forcing mothers and fathers to give up their children to a bunch of random strangers! Why would people even allow this!? “HUUUEHHH Mexico is FULL of PEDOBEARS and KIDNAPPERSSS” well, it seems like the opposite for them… we are the kidnappers.
Who would think that heartbreak, suffering and separation anxiety would make children happy? It’s not like you are taking ‘school is stupid, we want more toys’ brats and placing them in a bouncy castle full of stupidly expensive toys and video games, no-no-no-no-no. You are ripping close family bonds apart.
People are just permitting this because such child abuse is being carried out by their leaders. Why!? Why do people do this? Just because it’s a person in power who made the decission doesn’t mean EVERYTHING that they say is good and kind.
People can be strange like this, why can’t we stand up against what is wrong? Why do our thoughts of what is good and evil get clouded by the status of the people who act them out? We should just judge by actions, not by looks or statuses.
Aren’t we supposed to love our neighbors as ourselves? Aren't we taught in school to treat all who are different equally? It seems we have a lot of wolves in sheep’s clothing in our leadership…
My solution to this problem is simply to put aside our differences, we’re all part of the human race, aren't we? Let’s not judge people by their ethnicity, what country they live in, and the color of their skin. We should just be kind and fair to one another.
Personally, I think that war is not a good thing at all! We are one human family, homo sapiens sapiens, and we should not kill each other like spiteful microbiomes of bacteria! We're not lions, who kill each other to survive, we are humans who have persuasion and trading, we don't need to take goods or spread ideas by force! If humans are supposed to be so smart, why are we using war instead of peaceful methods anyways?
Many countries spend lots of money on producing weapons and explosives instead of... oh, I don't know, ACTUALLY HELPING THEIR CITIZENS? Why don't world leaders who were voted by their people to make their country better try to fund medical research, scientific innovations, making food cheaper and available, or lifting people out of the poverty line? Heck, some war-torn COUNTRIES have 80% OF THEIR POPULATION IN POVERTY! HOW CAN FELLOW HUMAN BEINGS JUST LET THIS SLIDE? WE NEED TO WORK TOGETHER TO MAKE COUNTRIES LIKE THOSE BETTER FOR PEOPLE TO LIVE IN! AFTER ALL, WOULDN'T IT BE BETTER FOR THE COUNTRY AS A WHOLE TO HAVE HEALTHY, EDUCATED PEOPLE INSTEAD OF DYING, STARVING CITIZENS? :(
Oh, it controls the population you say? Well that's false! In the past, deaths were common. Disease and starvation was killing people left and right. Birth rates went up to make sure AT LEAST one child survived to adulthood. But as places modernized and sanitation became safer, less people were dying. Guess what happened next? Birth rates went out the roof! The population was shooting high, but slowly birth rates started to go back down. Triplets and twins were rarer. Soon, the population will be completely stable. The population will control itself! Even if it couldn't, that's still no reason to make people suffer and die. That is just a cruel thing to do! With that in mind, humans should stop killing each other and start helping each other.
If we are all human beings living in the same home, planet earth, why can't we just get along? Why can't we just put our differences aside and just love each other for who we are? Why do we cause suffering to each other for no reason? We all should just give peace a chance. It would make the lives better for everyone. ( ◕ヮ◕) ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
I've been checking out and watching different movements where kids are involved. I am sooo inspired by them and want to do something good for all earthlings; that includes not just humans but also animals, trees, microbes, plants, maybe hiding aliens among us. Well, heck, let's include the universe, let's keep outer space un-polluted as well.
Anyway, I've been watching 'Young Voices for the Planet' (https://www.youngvoicesfortheplanet.com) and it's awesome! My fellow kids fighting for a cleaner world, greening our planet, feeding the hungry, standing up for equality and human rights and so on... I also discovered 'Green Fingered George' who is in love with the plant world. Me too! Yes, Kids Can Do! Wooohooo!
So... Me, Myself & I, did a lot of thinking and in talking, some mumbling, and more thinking plus reading and researching about these amazing peers who are already on the move for a wonderful future! The decision is made! I will do my part as well and do what I can and use whatever talent I have. I actually have been doing good stuff but, now I just have more of a purpose for them.
I've been working on my illustrations for my coloring book for the past few months now as I plan to enter the b u s i n e s s world. Once I begin selling it, I'll collect $3 from each book sold to go to certain Earthling Causes!
I will have a can that I could put all the causes I'd like to support written in pieces of paper, and every month I will roll it, toss it and shake it around, then draw one or two rolled up Causes, to fund for that month. The funded Causes for that month will then be dropped in another can to make sure and in the name of FAIRness give a chance for other causes to get funded as well. Then I will face each day with a clear conscience knowing that I did not show any favoritism towards any. EQUALITY FOR ALL!
I really think that I would be helping the planet this way. I hope that someday it will be 100% of my Coloring Book's proceeds that will go to positive, kind, loving, peaceful and progressive Causes. Like Paul Newman who makes 'green' pizzas and donates 100% of its proceeds to Charities. I don't mean he literally make green colored pizzas, but rather, he uses organic ingredients. Yummylicious! So, that's my goal.
I'll be launching this Coloring Book dream at KICKSTARTER! "Why Not!" says my parents who always let me soar away with any ideas that I come up with as long as it's not hurting myself or others.
Hey, everybody can dream... but I have an inkling that this one will come true! Woohooo.! Every little bit of help from YOU, can go a long way! Wanna join me? Let's hitch our hover-boards to some stars! 'Know anyone?' ٩(▰ᴗ◕)۶
Many people make the argument that war is sentimental in human nature. After all, lions are harming each other in unexplainable ways each day! Although, this can be disproved quickly.
Lions; for example, have war encoded into their genetics. If that lion over there tries to take your pride, you need to fight him off! They don't know what a peace treaty is, nor trading, or justice. All they know is it's kill and eat or starve, kill or die, kill or be driven out. They cannot grasp that there is something other than pure survival and passing on their genes. Humans, on the other hand, have all these things.
Humans trade goods and services using currencies. Those currencies can be traded for more goods and services. Doing so is much simpler than just taking those by force. Making weapons and armor is expensive, and, after all, land may be purchased. Although, goods and land are not the only reason for war.
Political and religious reasons for war are usually what most wars currently are about. These are also optional. In the case of politics, you may try to persuade one to be on your side. Although, there is an exception. If the person/people you are trying to persuade are doing outrageous acts of murder and cruelty (e.g. Adolf Hitler) they should not be forgiven. If one is causing unnecessary pain and suffering towards innocent beings, they should be stopped. In some cases, they cannot be persuaded.
Religious reasons for war are a tad bit similar. If you want to get people to join your religion, you must persuade them kindly. Using force and murder would only make them fear and hate you. There are people who cannot be persuaded. They should be left alone.
In conclusion, humans do not really need conflict. Why don't we just set our differences aside and give peace a chance? :)
Why You Should Not Judge Scary or Meat Eating Animals
(By: Iris B.J.)
Many people stamp at the sight of a spider, yell when they see a little snake or start charging to throw their flip-flops at that tiny house centipede sleeping under a rock. It may seem reasonable to those people, but from another view, it just looks all out silly and unnecessary.
Chances are that you may have a phobia of some sort of dangerous or scary creature. After all, a big percent of the population has one. It’s good that you respect these creatures and give them their space, but hating them with such a passion is not an option. I know lots of people who say that rattlesnakes, spiders, crocodiles, etc. should go extinct because they are ‘too dangerous’ or ‘scary’. Sometimes just seems that they do not care for animals that are not ‘cute’ or ‘cool’. Here are reasons why you should not be like those people.
No animal without an interest in eating you would be happy to kill you. It is common sense that animals would defend themselves when frightened and that nobody would want to be stepped on. If a snake bites you for frightening it, you should feel bad for frightening it and getting bitten, and not call it ‘evil’ for protecting itself.
You cannot even blame animals for eating cute things. It is very shocking and depressing when that bobcat eats your budgie, but that bobcat must be hungry/have kits to feed. Wild animals do not hunt for fun usually, because all food is precious in a world where you are searching for your next meal every morning. (Not-so-fun-fact, domestic cats' and dogs are more likely to hunt for fun)
A very important fact is that ALL ANIMALS HAVE A PLACE. If all rattlesnakes go extinct, rodent populations would go out of control. If all wolves went the way of the dodo, their main food source, elks, would eat all of the plants, leaving a barren wasteland in their wake. As a matter of fact, this has happened before in Yellowstone national park. Farmers with a ‘carnivores should go extinct’ mindset killed off more than 90 percent of all wolves to ‘protect elk and sheep’. This destroyed the ecosystem, and until wolves were re-introduced into Yellowstone, the plant and elk populations were dying off.
And to top it off, animals that look scary aren’t always dangerous. Some spiders do not have venom and would rather scamper off instead of face a predator. Snakes that are unable to eat humans fear us like we fear them.
Also, humans are encroaching on animal territory. More wild animals are raiding farms and lurking in towns and cities as they expand. If humans would just stay where they are and not be building big factories in the middle of forests and turning it into a big concrete wasteland, then they wouldn’t have to face raccoons and bears running around at every turn.
In conclusion, we should respect animals and not hate or despise them, or wish they go extinct. Every animal has their place in the world, and have their own little lives to live. We should respect all animals, and be reasonable in our decisions.
The Science of Gullible Humans (◕n◕)
By Iris Benjamina
People are too gullible these days. From vaccine deniers or people thinking those ‘sauna pants’ ads are really effective, you can tell that humanity certainly is drinking the muddy water instead of the tea.
It has to do with the way our brain works. Humans have a sort of ‘thought bubble’ in which they seem to think. If someone was taught that medicine can cause certain diseases, then the false fact that all vaccines give autism (which, unsurprisingly, is a neurological problem, not caused by a virus/bacteria/parasite etc…) fits into their bubble.
If something does not fit into their bubble, then it would either be excluded or not taken seriously, but most of the time it gets rejected.
Everyone has some sort of a bubble, some bigger than others. A way to expand your bubble is to research the facts, and not swallow anything you hear and despise anything that does not coincide with what you hear. Listen to more views on a subject, and be more open-minded.
For example, I used to be a proud supporter of PETA, (people for the ethical treatment of animals), and reject the knowledge that most animals put into their care get put down with euthanasia due to the fact that PETA spends more money on ads than actually caring for the animals. It did not fit into my bubble of thought. But after delving deeper into research, I realized that PETA isn’t such a great organization to fund. I read many articles and listened to other people’s arguments. I even listened to an article written by the PETA organization. Finally, I came to the conclusion that PETA was not a fair, nice place for animals to be.
Humans are gullible, it’s fair to see.
For we all have our bubbles, even you and me.
If it doesn’t fit, they say it cannot be,
And pick rotting lies from the gullible tree.
THE END (◕ヮ◕)
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (by J.K. Rowling), a Book to Behold
Hello! In this book review, we look at Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, the third book in J.K. Rowling’s wand-waving, Dementor-destroying series! Prepare for plot twists, spookiness, mystery, and more in this thrilling, and sometimes frightening novel!
J.K. Rowling has won many awards for her 7 Harry Potter books. Because so many people adore the series, movies have been created about her books! She has many fans world-wide, and is very famous. Yet, she does not let her fame get to her head! She donates millions of dollars each year to certain charities and humanitarian works. It is understandable why, as before the first book was even written, she was experiencing tough times. The death of her mother was followed by conceiving her first child and the divorce of her first husband, and she was left as a single mom in poverty. Luckily, after the first book was published, she became stable, and even rich and famous, using her money to help save lives.
The main characters in the book are Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Harry’s good friend Ron is superstitious, easily believing myths of death omens and fortune telling. (Hermione thinks that kind of belief is very woolly.) Ron wishes to be famous and well-known. Hermione loves to learn new things, whatever the subject is. (As long as it’s reliable) She can be a sassy know-it-all at times, but she loves to help people do well on tests. Harry, the true main character, was orphaned as a baby. The wicked Lord Voldemort killed off his parents, as they did not join his army of evil humans just like the cruel wizard himself. When Voldemort tried to kill Harry too, but failed, harry got a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.
In this award winning installment to the series, Harry starts off at the Dursleys. Plain, old, mean Dursleys. Even worse, Aunt Marge is visiting, oh no! Marge rudely insults Harry’s deceased parents, and before Harry knows it, Aunt Marge inflates like a balloon! Harry leaves the Dursley’s as fast as he can, but sees a dark, dog-like figure staring at him… He steps closer with his wand as a light, but the Knight Bus nearly runs him over! He boards the bus, and heads to the train station… what happens next? Read the novel to find out!
Ooh, on the topic of reading the book, I particularly enjoyed it. Although it seemed dark and depressing at times, there were a lot of memorable moments. I enjoyed the part where Harry got a brand new Fire-Bolt broom for Christmas. Harry and Ron were ecstatic, but Hermione was quite worried, and reported to Professor McGonagall that it may be cursed. There are the parts where I get a little bit upset about certain characters. I always get annoyed when professor Snape gallivants over and takes points from Gryffindor for actually doing things right! I cannot say that I was surprised by the plot twist. I have too many spoilers for my own good, watching the movies before reading. It kind of destructs the whole point of the ‘shocking plot twist’ part of the book. Here’s a warning for all you nerdy readers like me, don’t watch the movies before reading the books.
The novel itself is amazingly well written. Each sentence is descriptive and clear, and tells you exactly what is happening. J.K. writes each paragraph with feeling, and adjectives and adverbs describe everything neatly and beautifully. This book is a spectacular book for the founding writer.
Due to the dark plot twists and spooky moments, I’d say that this book would be age 10+, or just for anyone that can handle reading that a bear-sized dog attacked Ron. No cuss words or inappropriate things present, this book is perfectly fine for children.
I’d give Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban a splendid five out of five! In summary, this book is a must-have for all magic loving people. Well, it’s time for us to mount our brooms and fly off to our libraries and pick up some books! Err… But you shouldn’t fly around like that in a muggle (non-magic) library, that’s for sure!
I have just viewed a talk about Fusion Reactors, but in my opinion, Fusion Reactors are too costly and risky to make. Although Fusion Reactors are very safe, we do not know if building a sun on earth would work.
We already know solar, wind, and water energy is very reliable. For one, the sun is always shining, and on cloudy days we can rely on other natural energy. Windy days are not uncommon, and if the wind isn’t blowing as much, the water is always flowing. Unless all the water suddenly evaporates on earth, we’ll have power from water for millennia!
Another reason to stick with things we already have, Fusion Reactors is costly. We don’t know how to even make one that works well yet! It’s a task of highly expensive trial and error. If we fail, we have just wasted billions of dollars on a useless chunk of machinery. After that, we must spend more money and time taking it down to recycle. I am not saying it won’t work, but we just have easier and reliable sources, too.
Those are my reasons why I do not think we should start building Fusion Reactors right away. We must make sure it is something that we can really make foolproof, and if it fails we wasted the money and time, but need to use more money and time to take it apart.
Many years ago, in the time of knights, kings, and fancy-prancy nobles, there lived a knight named Saint George. He was braver than most, yes, but he was so narcissistic and prideful that many people called him Sir Proudy. Although, they never say that when he is near, for he would berate them and yell at them until they take back what they said. Ouch!
Beggars would shy away whenever he is near in fear that they would be accused of being thieves. Animals, even the lovely harmless ones, like squirrels and beautiful deer dare not go near in the town where Sir George lives. Those who do, many times, are shot for sport and stuffed for a trophy room. Nobody plays with the little stray cats and dogs, he stuffs them as well. Even the sheep and cows and horses in the farms, he takes those too.
Miles away from that jerk knight lived a dragon and a princess. The dragon was sweet and gentle, formed soft from being raised as a hatchling by a kindred royal family. The dragon, who could shape-shift into a man, fell in love with a princess, and they were soon to be married. But the dragon was disturbed, what if his wife did not accept him for who he was, a feathered and scaled beast? He didn't think of himself as a beast though, but she might! Feeling determined, he gathered courage and told her. He grew back into his true form to show he wasn't lying. The princess shook her head and smiled. "I love you," she reminded, "even if you were a plucked and one-legged meat chicken, I would still love you."
Remember that old oaf, Saint George? Well, he heard about that. He did! Off he goes, plop plop plop. Marching to the dragon and princess's castle. He knocked on the door. No response. He took a rock and tried to smash the door open. Nothing. He took a pin out from his hair and began to pick the lock. Who am I kidding? He isn't that smart! He toiled day and night using the pin to carve a hole into it! Once he did, he jumped in. "I AM SAINT GEORGE!" He shrieked, "I AM HERE TO KILL THAT BLOODY TURKEY!"
"Diddly darn gosh darn it, It's time to go!" muttered the dragon-prince.
he carefully opened the balcony with his clumsy claws and stuck his head out. Too late! Sir Proudy jumped onto the princes back and stabbed him. With the pin. THE PIN. Well, that was a magic pin, but still! He didn't know that! He's still nonsensical. Uh- anyways, back to the story. Well, the pin made the dragon crumple into a sad heap of hopes and dreams, which Saint George carried to the lavatory. You guessed it, he flushed it down. It clogged it though, so SHAME ON YOU GEORGE! He took the sad, sobbing princess and jumped out of the balcony into the moat. His submarine was there waiting for him, and he entered. The toilet system exited into the moat, and the water revived the dragon. Sooo... he pried open the top and sticked his claw in, trying to take out George. George still had the pin though, so no happy ending for now. He put the submarine on autopilot and drove it out of the water and into the trees. "I AM YOUR HUSBAND NOW!" He screamed in the princess's face as he shook her. But this wasn't your ordinary "help me help me I can't fend for myself and just sit around being pretty" princess. She threw off her dress. SHE WAS A BLACK-BELT NINJA! She took out her katana. George still had the pin though. he disintegrated the katana. She took out shuriken and threw them at him. Well, he was an overpowered Gary Stu, so his unicorn rainbow armor turned those into glitter.
Five days later, they arrived. Apparently, while they were driving through the trees, they weren't driving THROUGH the trees, they were just stuck inside one. They also had no gas, so they had to fly. They were now at George's SECRET EVIL BASE THING! George smashed his entire body into the door ten times. The doors fell down, and they entered. Well, the dragon-prince lived again because of the water, so he was there first. "I'm here to kill the bloody turkey," The prince said cooly. He took saint George and threw him out of the window. STILL BEING A GARY STU, he came back. with more pins. Hundreds, thousands, MILLIONS OF PINS! Then the fairy stepmother came and made the pins be useless, unless George touches them, then he will disintegrate. "I don't feel so good," George said as he turned into a pile of dust. "I SAID I DON'T FEEL SO GOOD!" he screamed again. The dragon swept up the dust and melted the pins with his fire and turned them into a plaque which he placed where George's dust was. "Here lies Sir Proudy, arrogant, angry, always screeching, but most of all, nobody likes him because he was mean." The princess and dragon-prince got married soon after, and everyone lived happily ever after. Livestock could roam and play in the fields where George used to live. Squirrels, birds, and all sorts of wild animals returned to the forest. The poor were helped until they could survive on their own. All was well. THE END!
Yokai House By: Iris B.J.
Once upon a time, there was a family in Japan. There was a boy, of age 5, named Joji, and a girl of age 10, named Akemi. She and her family were moving into a raggedy, previously famine struck village full of Yokai (magical creatures scattered across Japan), including Bakenekos and Kasa-Obakes, which they both loved.
Akemi was a skinny girl, shorter than most children her age. She loved all Yokai, and studied them with passion. Her brother was chubby and half her size, but had the same fire for learning as Akemi. As a result of their love of Yokai, the cottage they were going to move into delighted them. The floor-boards were torn and missing, the roof had lost most of its shingles, the windows have been shattered in some spots (probably because of the playful Yokai), and the stairs could break at any step. The perfect habitat for Yokai!
Akemi dashed around her family’s skinny donkey that was carrying lettuce, tomatoes, mixed seeds, galangal (a type of ginger), some bowls and cups for food, and little money. Joji was tired and had to be carried by his mother, which was even more exhausted, so she had to pass the tired little boy to his father. Still awake and ready to forage for berries, Akemi asked her mother eagerly if she can forage in the forest.
“No, Akemi. There may be Okuri Inus there,” replied mother.
“I’ve studied about them! They are just dogs, but they like to eat humans. They live in heavily forested roads and sometimes mountains. If you fall over they will eat you! If you do not, they will be like a friend. If you fall and sit up quickly, they will think you are just tired and sat down to rest and they will start licking you if they are quite nice. If you thank them after you go to your destination, saying, “Thank you for being with me, friend,” They will be your buddies! If you feed them, they will be very trustworthy buddies!” Akemi said in a cheerful voice.
“Still, if you don’t sit up quickly they will still know you fell. Just don’t. There could be other Yokai there too. You don’t know what’s in there,” her mother scolded.
While her mother went on about other Yokai, Akemi caught a glimpse of something red and green in the bushes.
“M-mother? There’s a Kitsune (fox) watching us!”
Before her mother could reply, Akemi sneaked closer to the sparkling green eyes. She slowly grabbed a nearly-cooked sparrow from her pocket and handed it out to the Kitsune. The beautiful red fox stepped out from the bushes. Standing up and taking the sparrow in its paws, it puffed a bit of green fire onto it, setting it aflame. Akemi watched eagerly as the tiny bird began to float. The fox blew out the fire and ate the roasted sparrow in one large chomp. The Kitsune grinned, sat down and said, “Thank you human,” and disappeared into the bushes, its glittering ruby tail flowing in the wind.
Akemi ran to her mother and father. Seeing the house down on the hill below them, she bolted down as fast as her legs could carry her. Sliding down, she got up to her feet and dashed down again. Reaching the bottom, she walked through the dew-speckled grass to the house, only to be knocked over by what seemed like a meteorite or a large rock, but it was neither meteor nor rock. It was her little brother, Joji! He tumbled down the hill like a wild rolling meatball on a mission.
“Akemiii!” He shouted, rolling towards the house. Akemi followed, and soon enough, her parents and the donkey caught up, too.
Akemi and her brother Joji were ecstatic at the torn up house, but their parents were not. "I bet there are so many Tsukumogami (ghost objects) in there!" said Akemi.
"Maybe someone left flip flops in there. There could be a pair of Bakezori!" The little one-eyed, stubby legged mischievous flip-flops always got Joji into a playful mood.
The sibling duo rushed into the building, leaving their parents outside.
"I know they will be happy with those Yokai... but... I'm not sure it is safe," Said mother.
"Well..." mumbled father. "It'll be all right if they are just Tsukumogami, ghost tools and furniture, they never hurt anyone on purpose..."
They too entered the deserted house. They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw five Kasa-Obakes, one eyed, tattered umbrellas with two skinny arms and one long leg. One Bakezori (the other was in the basement) and a Mokumokuren, a ripped paper curtain with eyes, interacting with Akemi and Joji. Joji and the Bakezori were dancing unskillfully for the countless eyes of Mokumokuren, the Bakezori singing in a rusty, squeaking voice, "Kararin, kororin, kankororin, two eyes, three eyes and two teeth!" Akemi was standing on one leg, wobbling like an agar cake with the tattered umbrella-shaped Kasa-Obakes, laughing. The Kasa-Obakes' single eyes rolled with squealing laughter as they hopped around on their one purplish legs.
Akemi and Joji were excited about their new life in this village. Even though it may be tricky and tough at times, they will still enjoy every bit of the Yokai House.
I'm Iris. A 10 year old who got lots of reflections and views on life as I experience it.