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Artifact one: Soap from UAE – Each time I smell the soap that I got at the old
 bazaar) in Abu Dhabi; I’m reminded of my freshman year in high school. It was onlytwo weeks of my life but it seems to encompass an entire year of that particular stage in
my development. My visit really opened my eyes to how different and yet similar different parts of the world are. The UAE was the first time I had been out of the country.It is a predominately Muslim country where most of the women wear burkas and thereare separate parks and facilities for them to use. Although there was a difference inequality between women and men my trip also made me see that a lot of the prejudicesheld in America about the Middle East and burkas are completely unreasonable.Whenever I smell my soap from the UAE, I am reminded of a period of real growth anddevelopment. My freshman year I wasn’t very self-assured or confident in myself but bythe end of it I grew to be more comfortable in my own skin and my trip out of the countryserves as a reminder of that. (Understanding different cultures and stages of mydevelopment)Artifact two: Orange Blossom water from Lebanon – The smell of the orange blossomwater from Lebanon reminds me of my junior year in high school. It was a nice way towrap up to the end of my junior year. It reminds me of prom, the boy I was seeing, andmy family and friends. I think junior year was a fundamental year in my development asfar as confidence and open-mindedness goes. It was another year in which I feel like Ireally grew as a person and the best, most memorable part of it was my trip to Lebanon.I’m so glad that I was able to go all over Lebanon and see a different part of the MiddleEast. Although there are many Muslims in Lebanon, it is not the country’s officialreligion – unlike the UAE. Therefore there were a lot more freedoms in terms of dressand how mindful I had to be about taking pictures. (In the UAE I had to have mosteverything covered 100% of the time and you could be jailed for taking pictures of certain areas and buildings) The trip allowed me to see and appreciate the incredibledepth and history that the Lebanese people that spans thousands of years have vs.America’s short 200 year history. It really helped me understand some of the conflictsthat occur in the Middle East that I feel are hard to grasp if you grow up in America anddon’t have a 2,000 year family history of squabbles and fights with a certain group or family. (Understanding different cultures)Artifact three: A salted caramel brownie from Amelies French bakery. – Even the thoughtof the brownie brings a smile to my face. It reminds me not only of my indescribable loveof sweets but of my best friends. For most of my junior and senior year you could findme and my best friends at the 24 hour café, Amelies, in NODA. It was a place we went to just sit and talk while satisfying our sweet tooth and our urge to people watch. It remindsme of late night drives in my 1983 Mercedes, riding along with the hum of the dieselengine and one of my best friends, Dave, falling asleep beside me to the sound of Telepop Music’s Breathe. It reminds me of the times that my best friend Allison hasvisited from Miami and loved the way that Amelies was decorated. It’s somewhere Iwent to observe people and talk about the world with close friends. (An on-going processunderstanding other people)
Artifact four: An elephant head carving that my brother Dan got me from India. – Irespect my brother Dan immensely. There’s no one that I look up to more than my big brother. He got me the wooden elephant head while he was traveling with the President’sdelegation to India. It just serves as a reminder to me of the big things that he’saccomplished in only 24 years and the big things that I can accomplish if I set goals andwork very hard. It reminds me that there’s nothing more important to me than my familyand how badly I want each and every one of them to succeed and be happy, healthy, andsafe. I honestly feel that I would be okay with average if it weren’t for my family, I wantto succeed and do better for them (The impact of other people on my literacy)Artifact five: Mascara – Mascara represents my knowledge of makeup. I’m constantlywatching tutorials online on how to do it better and how to create different looks. In highschool my friends would always come to me to do their makeup, some even came to mefor prom. I’ve been using it since sixth grade and feel like my skills are constantlyimproving. I like to think of the face as a palette and makeup as my paint. I can enhancecertain features with contouring and highlighting while I cover any unflattering areaswith concealer. It’s one of my creative outlets that I get to work on everyday.Artifact six: license – My license represents freedom to me. It’s a literacy that I workedhard on through drivers ed and behind the wheel. It’s a huge part of my life. I’mconstantly driving and find it to be therapeutic. I crank up music that fits my mood and just relax. Most of the time I enjoy sitting in traffic just because I like the hum of my ’83diesel engine coupled with a good song.Artifact seven: glasses/eye patch. – When I was little I used to have to wear an eye patchon my right eye to try and correct my lazy eye. I guess training my lazy left eye counts asan acquired literacy? It’s something that people take for granted but by god I worked hardon it! Today most people can’t even tell that I have one (or so I’d like to think). My eye patch represents a struggle that’s still ongoing for me, getting over tiny insecurities. Kidsare cruel and my lazy eye and I were not spared from the constant mocking or occasionaldodge ball to the face in gym. I hate to say it, but I don’t think I’ll ever fully recover fromthe bullying I received when I was little. But I think that it’s also something that made mewho I am today. I seriously doubt that I would be as empathetic towards the underdog or hate bullies as much as I do if I had not been bullied when I was little. What doesn’t killyou makes you stronger. (Empathy literacy)Artifact eight: A baking tin – A baking tin represents my baking literacy. I love, love,love to bake. One of my favorite things in life is to decorate a freshly made cookie or cake. Baking and decorating are extremely cathartic for me. The only bad part is cleanup. Everything else is like heaven on earth: the smells, the taste. (Baking literacy) 
Maybe add into the Domain analysis that my voices were affected by my travels. Itwas an unconscious decision to focus on the most important part of my life. These

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