tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21661202199154341392024-02-18T17:57:36.828-08:00American DreamAmerican Dreamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09390710622675030420noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-71348950163450103712011-01-04T18:38:00.000-08:002011-01-04T18:46:22.602-08:00I Continue To Dream<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" >I take my dreams and make of them a bronze vase<br />and a round fountain with a beautiful statue in its center.<br />And a song with a broken heart and I ask you:<br />Do you understand my dreams?<br />Sometimes you say you do,<br />And sometimes you say you don't.<br />Either way it doesn't matter.<br />I continue to dream.<br /></span><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="CENTER"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" >Langston Hughes </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-73014442425036113652011-01-04T18:37:00.001-08:002011-01-04T18:38:04.391-08:00The New Colossus (1883)<p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">With conquering limbs astride from land to land;</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p align="CENTER"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="">I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" </span></span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" > </span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style=""> </span></span></span>Emma Lazarus</span></span></p>Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-40396227760574371392011-01-04T17:30:00.000-08:002011-01-04T17:31:41.949-08:00Let America Be America Again-Langston Hughes<span style="font-size:85%;">Let America be America again.<br />Let it be the dream it used to be.<br />Let it be the pioneer on the plain<br />Seeking a home where he himself is free.<br /><br />(America never was America to me.)<br /><br />Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--<br />Let it be that great strong land of love<br />Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme<br />That any man be crushed by one above.<br /><br />(It never was America to me.)<br /><br />O, let my land be a land where Liberty<br />Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,<br />But opportunity is real, and life is free,<br />Equality is in the air we breathe.<br /><br />(There's never been equality for me,<br />Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")<br /><br />Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?<br />And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?<br /><br />I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,<br />I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars.<br />I am the red man driven from the land,<br />I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek--<br />And finding only the same old stupid plan<br />Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.<br /><br />I am the young man, full of strength and hope,<br />Tangled in that ancient endless chain<br />Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!<br />Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!<br />Of work the men! Of take the pay!<br />Of owning everything for one's own greed!<br /><br />I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.<br />I am the worker sold to the machine.<br />I am the Negro, servant to you all.<br />I am the people, humble, hungry, mean--<br />Hungry yet today despite the dream.<br />Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers!<br />I am the man who never got ahead,<br />The poorest worker bartered through the years.<br /><br />Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dream<br />In the Old World while still a serf of kings,<br />Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,<br />That even yet its mighty daring sings<br />In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned<br />That's made America the land it has become.<br />O, I'm the man who sailed those early seas<br />In search of what I meant to be my home--<br />For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore,<br />And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea,<br />And torn from Black Africa's strand I came<br />To build a "homeland of the free."<br /><br />The free?<br /><br />Who said the free? Not me?<br />Surely not me? The millions on relief today?<br />The millions shot down when we strike?<br />The millions who have nothing for our pay?<br />For all the dreams we've dreamed<br />And all the songs we've sung<br />And all the hopes we've held<br />And all the flags we've hung,<br />The millions who have nothing for our pay--<br />Except the dream that's almost dead today.<br /><br />O, let America be America again--<br />The land that never has been yet--<br />And yet must be--the land where every man is free.<br />The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME--<br />Who made America,<br />Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,<br />Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,<br />Must bring back our mighty dream again.<br /><br />Sure, call me any ugly name you choose--<br />The steel of freedom does not stain.<br />From those who live like leeches on the people's lives,<br />We must take back our land again,<br />America!<br /><br />O, yes,<br />I say it plain,<br />America never was America to me,<br />And yet I swear this oath--<br />America will be!<br /><br />Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,<br />The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,<br />We, the people, must redeem<br />The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.<br />The mountains and the endless plain--<br />All, all the stretch of these great green states--<br />And make America again! </span>Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-63163770341743456992011-01-02T19:45:00.001-08:002011-01-02T19:45:54.303-08:00<iframe width="480" height="373" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" id="nyt_video_player" title="New York Times Video - Embed Player" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/bcvideo/1.0/iframe/embed.html?videoId=1194840031120&playerType=embed"></iframe>Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-61282192734722567762011-01-02T16:24:00.000-08:002011-01-02T16:35:35.577-08:00American Dream Poem<div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">American Dream:</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Living the American Dream is not as simple as many are lead to believe.</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Believe in what they see may not always be the truth.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">You think about how the world strains education upon you as a key to life. Life holds keys with answers that may not be chosen.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Some people search their whole lives for a simple understanding of life.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">So powerful they have become, leave yet thy fly.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">In searching for the truth humans laid classification to separate men from man. Man has a mind thy child past has over rained.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Some children are brilliant to a point of sticking to the basics.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Thy flown in education is the essence of a brilliant man.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">We as people become so smart yet we are so dumb.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Like computers a mind of a man wonders for thy presence of laziness.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">The daily lives we live creates great amount of pressure on us that our own ignorance subjects our own stupidity.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">The cycle of thy man's ignorance on omen has been created.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Mediocre things in life can taint our own mind and how smart we are.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Simplicity of a man creates thy chambers of loneness.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">We live in a world were we make things simple to justify a life that we live.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">If Thy chose not to understand; Thy shall not truly understand.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">The world has come to a point where a piece of paper is the judgment of how great mind can be.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">The educational system has created false hopes and under achievements, where you are educated on how much funds you can produce.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">If education is the key, be let the rains for that key.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">What is education?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Some people are not educated enough because of lack of funds.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">They are educated in other places which means that man's built on education is not the only true form of an educated person.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">The mind is built to learn so whom is to say that thy mind is not a learning mind. The world has become so distant that people educate on paychecks. "Social Promotion" is a huge concern in the low-income areas of the world.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Since they don't have what we call a "Corporate Education," then the general world will classify them as uneducated or illiterate.<br /><br /></span></span></div>Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-6483427434085152802010-12-15T08:29:00.003-08:002011-01-01T20:01:48.962-08:00Current American Dream<span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">The current American Dream has not changed completely over the decades, but has been redefined by it's new ages. It remains to be the simple thought of building yourself up to be something that you can look at as a success and be proud of as the true hard working citizen you are. Much like the new improvements in people, economy and the environment there are new improvements in the ideas which will vary in little ways over time, but keep the same structure of living a better life by making goals in your own life to reach that American Dream.</span>Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-12021803446241072462010-12-15T08:29:00.001-08:002011-01-01T19:44:17.766-08:001990's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw5b6BMBx74qsmUCbd4yLdBybfHJh0-IigcD40QNdDinsx99x9w-aYpu0RLXKKNG4r4yZJvoVPGLba0JT7s6BbHFyFccEoEquoskmxc1lIoZq_KL5Va1Fno_xtP5Ziv3zWeQtPwg6ytoOW/s1600/90sfashion7.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw5b6BMBx74qsmUCbd4yLdBybfHJh0-IigcD40QNdDinsx99x9w-aYpu0RLXKKNG4r4yZJvoVPGLba0JT7s6BbHFyFccEoEquoskmxc1lIoZq_KL5Va1Fno_xtP5Ziv3zWeQtPwg6ytoOW/s320/90sfashion7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557382674910372802" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqgRMgj61WTx_JmFsP-1YtdER5yA2-Ds78aaQEkKGeVBjjoZzn6gfYdIiBinl9A7iPB7bNvYYd9MX1CeCZMSIkzRGysX4dlMVTyofmDhT7HC3FiwIv__UtwV1WMx1yIKePtlEg7PkDQNNR/s1600/90s.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqgRMgj61WTx_JmFsP-1YtdER5yA2-Ds78aaQEkKGeVBjjoZzn6gfYdIiBinl9A7iPB7bNvYYd9MX1CeCZMSIkzRGysX4dlMVTyofmDhT7HC3FiwIv__UtwV1WMx1yIKePtlEg7PkDQNNR/s320/90s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557381947736240802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The 1990's was more of a modern time filled with new ideas and creations. That's what Americans were after, the new invention. In 1992 the world wide web was invented. With the new types of media or even the introduction to the internet people saw technology as something to start using or depend on. During this time not only were technologies coming alive, but new generations of people were being reinvented. Graduation rates for high schools had increased.Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-22198628972144631822010-12-15T08:26:00.000-08:002011-01-02T22:52:20.476-08:001980's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWS3Dhyphenhyphent_u46LKYiNOJVkq9ZqRWj-czfT61GeMsY9nKzQ3WMMqwsjP3T95vpbEQ2BPwcvacstY1XpkPz6yeT4nO1OUlrzy4sExujNO6YTg6FaY85C1Kvjs9zjEO-jDgOlotsMd9OOhb3_E/s1600/2411oa9.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWS3Dhyphenhyphent_u46LKYiNOJVkq9ZqRWj-czfT61GeMsY9nKzQ3WMMqwsjP3T95vpbEQ2BPwcvacstY1XpkPz6yeT4nO1OUlrzy4sExujNO6YTg6FaY85C1Kvjs9zjEO-jDgOlotsMd9OOhb3_E/s320/2411oa9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553536944446642626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSTqutsowjXsn3LkjCnhmAeK6N7LCrhFSJGKjBaO99hqGJ6FwKK3980TZh3DdJi-dSVZsVyHIUBKwZtXZ6UitSr4ODqkobLLJpAcfAl_2Z0qaabe9b21784hhsg_i9moB4UJxk2lcUTDQz/s1600/eighties-fashion.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSTqutsowjXsn3LkjCnhmAeK6N7LCrhFSJGKjBaO99hqGJ6FwKK3980TZh3DdJi-dSVZsVyHIUBKwZtXZ6UitSr4ODqkobLLJpAcfAl_2Z0qaabe9b21784hhsg_i9moB4UJxk2lcUTDQz/s320/eighties-fashion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553536946725375506" border="0" /></a>The 80's was an eye opener to a lot of new things. New music, new styles, new points of view on life and new technology. Music was a big hit for the 80's and so was the technology. Middle class was the basic American dream. A home, family, job and fun was basically what everyone needed to live a happy life.<br /><br />"In the Eighties, we redefined the <b style="color: black; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">American</b> <b style="color: black; background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);">Dream</b>, and those years defined us. We are the generation in between strife and facing strife and not turning our backs. The Eighties may have made us idealistic, but it's that idealism that will push us and be passed on to our children - the first children of the twenty-first century. Never forget: We are the children of the Eighties."Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-48468037847797422972010-12-15T08:08:00.006-08:002011-01-01T19:31:00.764-08:001970's<div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrfLKLIGP1k8rYihDPBr1XELQuCF_ChbpbZSy7IGGB-aeVA9dZF9F-pX8OglJWefqHPHf7MyEPrtUJ7NBq8RAMzbwBZaI4N2a0PkqSxVPzMpRpOKdCJVqd16F16k17s7qyljvT76IFDJo/s1600/70%2527s+2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrfLKLIGP1k8rYihDPBr1XELQuCF_ChbpbZSy7IGGB-aeVA9dZF9F-pX8OglJWefqHPHf7MyEPrtUJ7NBq8RAMzbwBZaI4N2a0PkqSxVPzMpRpOKdCJVqd16F16k17s7qyljvT76IFDJo/s320/70%2527s+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557378059101693362" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuIWyo-SBhB8765rbGjL9x61RHgftopJ4r6DdiXLh-zb3FBh6DmMYpixFLsZYjhuNIx0PKCr852WXV4iCZVunDtAZztVC95xkmlCk-gdsHO08rL2rB8jsUwEOFTrrhpMiJ3zaIomPK8bx/s1600/70%2527s.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuIWyo-SBhB8765rbGjL9x61RHgftopJ4r6DdiXLh-zb3FBh6DmMYpixFLsZYjhuNIx0PKCr852WXV4iCZVunDtAZztVC95xkmlCk-gdsHO08rL2rB8jsUwEOFTrrhpMiJ3zaIomPK8bx/s320/70%2527s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557377969383689266" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /> The 1970's introduced some major accomplishments in America. Many new inventions were being created and people started to question many points in society. The Vietnam war was coming to an end and the Cold war seemed to be making headlines. Women continued their fight for equality and feminism took hold. People began to demand an end to the discrimination.Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-13087073806226978762010-12-15T08:08:00.005-08:002011-01-01T19:45:10.628-08:001960's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnXXTOugV1HiEqS29OgIAuwnNurjsfQiad0nciFYJideMPc9vVkmajqQRSjfe_oy1fALPSsBdngxCMMPXrjzGqGL7I1Pjw-yw3HDCOd23R9gkHDZMzgyV3EOHNl3uz3jPdpHk2mIs_LZBy/s1600/hippie-button-badges.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnXXTOugV1HiEqS29OgIAuwnNurjsfQiad0nciFYJideMPc9vVkmajqQRSjfe_oy1fALPSsBdngxCMMPXrjzGqGL7I1Pjw-yw3HDCOd23R9gkHDZMzgyV3EOHNl3uz3jPdpHk2mIs_LZBy/s320/hippie-button-badges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557380235655057906" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/1957_Chrysler_DartW2%281%29.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 440px; display: block; height: 243px;" alt="" src="http://www.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/1957_Chrysler_DartW2%281%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br />The period of the flower child!!!<br /> During the 1960 many babies from World War 2 were now young adults and teenagers. Hungry for stability and less violence, the generation began the time period with new expressions of art and the common motto of "Peace, love, and Happiness." This was the time of the hippies. These peace loving "Hippies" were also very well educated and spent time questioning the habits and political choices the government made and whether or not America should be involved in the current wars that were going on. Putting an end to the corruption in the government and living wholesome family filled lives. During this time many young adults decided to experience new experimental drugs, bringing on psychedelic art and and rebellion again conformity, restrictions based on social ideas, and basically any other rules they could go against. People wanted to take hold of their future and succeed in their pursuit of the peaceful and free American dream.Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-39952069815545399702010-12-15T08:08:00.003-08:002011-01-01T19:45:45.322-08:001950's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhauS2FcC5h9uT_UUDd0At_fAKFJG1ygYBqo6mbqizeRm10Mt_zy68BD3IeCBm-OJl1Oh6sjUbdnGSAVzoKPeXmA30pTmAG3y3oGPcqqDTjYoQ5ITKFnCy0CPuq03RcBhgR1iT7n2AvxwXV/s1600/1950s.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhauS2FcC5h9uT_UUDd0At_fAKFJG1ygYBqo6mbqizeRm10Mt_zy68BD3IeCBm-OJl1Oh6sjUbdnGSAVzoKPeXmA30pTmAG3y3oGPcqqDTjYoQ5ITKFnCy0CPuq03RcBhgR1iT7n2AvxwXV/s320/1950s.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557378943190695186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ItJr9vbViD28WD7pPp84iO1FP5axdkgbbprEguPcjcJf9Sxj1b6BXtpbgZWQ5VhJ0vWyDvmE6-dEBaLr2Lybw1J8cXxg-QY59UXxhTIvBR-kVQzjuCHL0ACqMbLPfYC_N-Un1zcrS5bU/s1600/1950%2527s.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ItJr9vbViD28WD7pPp84iO1FP5axdkgbbprEguPcjcJf9Sxj1b6BXtpbgZWQ5VhJ0vWyDvmE6-dEBaLr2Lybw1J8cXxg-QY59UXxhTIvBR-kVQzjuCHL0ACqMbLPfYC_N-Un1zcrS5bU/s320/1950%2527s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553171612568437202" border="0" /></a>The 1950's American Dream was about having a home in the suburbs with a white picket fence, driveway and back/front yard. The house will consist of a happy family that enjoys the company of the member's.<br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Student/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Student/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" />Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-4908444780051204162010-12-15T08:08:00.001-08:002011-01-04T17:46:28.213-08:001940's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXz7SCEfCl6qb4q3ByCblv80lSEhcK-YccoXRbliH-rVzKpKM4y3WBzd2udj2hIsYHpjYceskmB55xN-jRwSEG2-sZLvlHgYEDj4X9zVB_rZQMZuuPKBPOholocp5UhITaR0A4SOgAl33e/s1600/youth-009.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557378511537882002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXz7SCEfCl6qb4q3ByCblv80lSEhcK-YccoXRbliH-rVzKpKM4y3WBzd2udj2hIsYHpjYceskmB55xN-jRwSEG2-sZLvlHgYEDj4X9zVB_rZQMZuuPKBPOholocp5UhITaR0A4SOgAl33e/s320/youth-009.jpg" /></a><br /> <a href="http://www.amoeba.com/dynamic-images/blog/Eric_B/250px-Girl_listening_to_radio.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.amoeba.com/dynamic-images/blog/Eric_B/250px-Girl_listening_to_radio.gif" /></a><br />In the 1940s, the radio was a popular invention. It provided not only local news, but international news. That technology made a huge impact to America. Also that happy family illustrate that the american dream includes a happy family. Americans mostly want to be rich is because they want to have a good life with their family members.Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-87882287386715015172010-12-15T08:06:00.001-08:002011-01-01T20:11:02.116-08:001930's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg99FZErbcHZBBzx3gEFAJl-lR-RVIHwWOQ1q0AXbMmBpt2iz6VuSLBtrCsaYcBIeR1rpetLwRgJcSMh1HHLi2vQrwznNHgA5s-3Vsr3f6MeQJEzgH-9wY3bcPqRYFVbPjuu_b4c2_RvfiA/s1600/1930s.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg99FZErbcHZBBzx3gEFAJl-lR-RVIHwWOQ1q0AXbMmBpt2iz6VuSLBtrCsaYcBIeR1rpetLwRgJcSMh1HHLi2vQrwznNHgA5s-3Vsr3f6MeQJEzgH-9wY3bcPqRYFVbPjuu_b4c2_RvfiA/s320/1930s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557377435219569874" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7yTyqgnBteJBbAorhaVlNZrXNC5yFd9ePK-ypnJsOnydR2y0E0WXbYQpnF5TltIc6UMWBeLPzSvOr-eDg-7s2xjZIcBJaF8C2VxYNVGj3e0zxqb1_KZnAGmqcjR2DFb1tsak_9JnNhcOG/s1600/farmstead.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7yTyqgnBteJBbAorhaVlNZrXNC5yFd9ePK-ypnJsOnydR2y0E0WXbYQpnF5TltIc6UMWBeLPzSvOr-eDg-7s2xjZIcBJaF8C2VxYNVGj3e0zxqb1_KZnAGmqcjR2DFb1tsak_9JnNhcOG/s320/farmstead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553173761157381954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />During this time the American Dream was going through one of it's rough times. People were hit by The Great Depression and were trying to pull themselves together. Money was scarce and budgets were tight, but many still looked towards the brighter side. Many people tried to cheer up by going to the movies or listen to the radio. It was around this time where things gave a turn for the worse and yet people still made the best of a bad situation.Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2166120219915434139.post-76914381141093019462010-12-08T07:58:00.000-08:002011-01-02T16:30:32.155-08:00What is the American Dream?<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >The "American Dream" is an idea that has always been different throughout time, but it changes in various forms and in the end involves success. The "American Dream" was a term used by the American people and people wanting to become American. The "American Dream" was always the idea that you can become a success and walk the streets that are paved with gold. This is true in a partial way, but the true "American Dream" is that with some work and determination anyone can build themselves up in the economic class system.</span><br /></div>Am.DreamE5http://www.blogger.com/profile/13381692064327825400noreply@blogger.com0