Imagine it's a NEW PROJECT DAY in Ms. Mielke's class! :D You will Read through and explore BOTH assignments and grading rubrics. Each assignment
has a list of topics, materials, or project options and ideas. For this discussion, we're brainstorming. Imagine Ms. Mielke walking around to you
squeezing Ideas out, just like always. You love it.
"Make it - Mielke's Assignment 1" - you will create an ORIGINAL artwork
"Capture iti- Mielke's Assignment 2" - you will create, stage, and capture a QUALITY photo,
Create a COMMENT (discussion post) with 2 ideas for each assignment. Ask any questions in your post as well. YOU guys are amazing at helping one
another brainstorm, don't be afraid to ask each other for help.
Example:
Assignment 1:
idea 1:
Idea 2

a negative statement is more likely to be the correct answer (apex)

if you break down the data from the global footprint network, china exerts far more pressure on its ecosystems per capita than america in terms of crops, grazing, foresting, and fishing. but where america blows everybody out of the water is carbon emissions per capita

answer: compare a myth legend, or classic work of literature of you choice to a modern work that reinterprets it.focus on the similarities in theme between the newer work and the original, and provide examples that illustrate these themes from both works. the modern work may be any novel, movie, play, short story, or other storytelling medium with which you’re familiars long as it is clearly inspired by a myth, legend, or classic work of literature.

short-response prompt  

read the following excerpt from “fish cheeks” by amy tannin which tan recounts a christmas eve dinner.  

i fell in love with the minister’s son the winter i turned fourteen. he was not chinese, but as white as mary in the manger. for christmas i prayed for this blond-haired boy, robert, and a slim new american nose.  

on christmas eve i saw that my mother had outdone herself in creating a strange menu. she was pulling black veins out of the backs of fleshy prawns. the kitchen was littered with appalling mounds of raw food: a slimy rock cod with bulging fish eyes that pleaded not to be thrown into a pan of hot oil. tofu, which looked like stacked wedges of rubbery white sponges. a howl soaking dried fungus back to life. a plate of squid, their backs crisscrossed with knife markings so they resembled bicycle tires.  

after everyone had gone, my mother said to me. “you want to be the same as american girls on the outside.” she handed me an early gift. it was a miniskirt in beige tweed. “but in side you must always be chinese. you must be proud you are different. your only shame is to have shame.”