Who are you? Emo, Rocker, or Goth??

The emo mantra

Though for many adults in today’s society view all youth as “strange” and “rebellious,” there is one particular subculture that is not far from the stereotype. They’re called the Emos (short for “Emotional”).
This particular category of young people (and in some cases not only young people) emerged some time in the past three years, although it can be argued that they have been around since the seventy’s when punk rock and metal were just being discovered. For those not familiar with the term (or those parents who don’t know what to call them), emos are those who wear dark clothing, listen to preppy and depressive rock, and think cutting themselves is cool. Adults might attempt to combine emos with rockers, but they’re making a big mistake. Granted that rockers also prefer dark clothing, but they don’t listen to depressive and preppy work, nor do they think cutting themselves is cool. They prefer hardcore metal and multiple piercings and tattoos as self-mutilation.
When emos dance they head-bang (banging their heads repeatedly to the point of dizziness) whereas rockers do the mosh pit. Yes, young people still do that like when metal came out. Two completely different cultures. Two completely different types of people. Both different from goths, but that topic is for another time. I would run out of room!

Project Ideas: What Is Really "Me?"

Once upon a time, fairy tales were folk tales that were passed down orally from generation to generation. Every generation thereafter modified the tale and made it into a slightly different version to be recognized as a marker for that generation. Take for example Alice in Wonderland. This popular story stared, not as a fairy tale or folk tale at all, but as a satiric piece written by Lewis Carroll. The latest version of his original story, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, can be seen as portrayed by Tim Burton.
The doll is another item that has changed with the generations. Dolls date back to prehistoric times when they were created to tell stories or to give to children as toys. Now, when anybody is asked to name a doll he will answer, “Barbie” without trepidation. Although Barbie is without a doubt an iconic doll, one must look deeper to find how exactly these characters were used back in the day when they didn’t have cars, clothes, and mansions.
Pictures, on the other hand, haven’t changed over the generations much, but the method of taking them has changed. It all started in 1824 when Nicephore Niepce obtained the first image, though it didn’t last long. Today we have digital cameras, cameras with video-recorders, and webcams that take pictures and automatically upload them to a computer. With all these and many more ways of taking a picture, I think people have forgotten the main point of photography: the finished product. Pictures tell a story, and I think people should worry about that rather than which camera will impress others.

Music and Dancing Equals Tradition

It’s only recently that I learned who I am. I like to think I developed my character my last two years of high school. I became a person to whom music is almost as important as air. Of course, I wasn’t always like that. Before I moved to the United States I lived in Quito, Ecuador; I lived there for the first eleven years of my life.

            Back then music was not as important to me as it is now. I now appreciate music and dancing. I love the way rhythms move me in synchronization with the beat. That’s why the tradition I look forward to the most is New Year’s Eve.

            Every year my family has a New Year’s Eve party at my aunt’s house. We eat late, dance for the last time of the year, and welcome the new year with noise-makers, champagne, and sparkling cider for the kids. After the hugs, good wishes, and scattered tears are done, we dance the night away, though after an hour or two the heat dies down and the kids start collapsing from weariness.

            Though kids might think the party was long, the dancing hard, and their clothes uncomfortable, I cannot think of a party I enjoy more. Having fun and watching my loved ones have fun is always the highlight of my night. It is truly one of my favorite nights of the year, the night I look forward to the other three hundred and sixty-four days of the year.