Concerts by Karen Rosas

The excitement leading up to this day and during it is something I wish I could experience over and over again. Concerts are my favorite place.The first time I ever attended a concert I was 12 years old and it was an Austin Mahone concert. Since then I’ve tried to increase the amount of concerts I go to each year. The people I’ve met through these concerts have impacted my life in a way that I can not describe, they have become some of my best friends. I would have never thought that would happen because I had never intended for that I just go with the intention to focus on having a good time and making sure I don’t pass out in the middle of a crowd. It’s amazing being at a concert and experiencing it with thousands of people you do not know but in that time you all have one thing in common and it is that one artist, I once heard this saying that said you can have one person singing out a song to thousands of people and every single one of them will sing it right back to you for a different reason and that is the beauty of concerts.

 

My favorite concerts are the more intimate ones, small venues and besides the hot room with hundreds of sweaty people those are the ones you will most likely find me at. Smaller up and coming artists are my favorite artists, they make those shows better because there’s not as many people such as arena tours. You feel more closer and I feel as if those make you feel more aware of everything going on, not just for the artist but for yourself. I recently attended a concert on Thursday and I waited for hours with my best friends and in that moment I remember saying I hated the waiting part of concerts but I know that if I was given the chance to do it all over again I would, just for that excitement and anticipation for the show.

 


The emotion that comes out of it when it’s over is sadness, in that moment you don’t realize how fast it goes by. You focus on that one moment so much that when it’s over you feel as if you have nothing to look forward to, and that’s also the same reason why I keep finding myself going back to concerts. A lot of people tell me it’s quite stupid of me to pay to see someone for only a couple of hours but the thing is they aren’t really aware of the friendships and memories that go with it, I have a memory box filled with concert tickets, pictures or anything that has to do with concerts and on my worst days or days when i’m not feeling all that great I look back at the box and it reminds me of some of my best memories. Concerts aren’t for everyone and some people don’t enjoy them at all, but for me I love them. I’ve heard so many stories and even have friends who have even traveled to different places just to see their favorite artists, although the farthest concert I will be attending is in Seattle next month it’s still something.

 

 

Concerts give you this rush that I wish every single person in the world could experience, concerts are my favorite memories and my favorite experiences to talk about and my best friendships were made at them as well. Despite the many bruises I walk out with if I could redo every concert I attended, I would. These shows are real and I find myself dealing with every emotion, sometimes even half way through a concert i’ll have tears streaming down my face because of how happy I am in that moment, every emotion you feel in a matter or just a couple hours. The screaming and pushing is something you overlook and worth it at the end, I hate using the term “my happy place” but that is the best way I could describe concerts for me.

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
  
 
 

Words & Photos by Karen Rosas

The Colors of Culture – Emma Kang

 I grew up in Canada, where there was a lot of Indians and Indian culture. It was so easy to get exposure to our culture and customs. But here in Vancouver, WA it’s much harder. This is why it’s so important for families to expose their kids to their own culture,  language and community. I was lucky enough to have lived in Canada and go to school with people who spoke the same language and had the same background as me. It’s important to get diversity but it’s even more important to make sure you know who you are and where you come from.

At home my family speaks Punjabi. We attend Indian functions, wear the traditional clothing and jewelry, go to the temple, and eat  traditional foods.

 

My younger siblings  were never completely surrounded by our Indian community like I was. They barely know how to speak Punjabi, let alone understand it thoroughly. And this is hard to understand considering they grew up with parents who speak to them in Punjabi. Because of this, they don’t fully enjoy spending time with their grandparents due to the communication barrier between them. It breaks my heart that they didn’t get the exposure I got having gone to school in Vancouver WA. When I was younger, many kids were narrow-minded towards my race, culture, language, and because of that I never appreciated my background, I didn’t like who I was. I wanted to be like the other students.

Now that I’m older I have learned to embrace myself and my culture. I’m not afraid to be who I am. I’m proud that I have a different culture. I can speak a foreign language. I have different customs and ways of doing things compared to most people at my school.

When our family first moved to America, we used to watch Bollywood movies all the time, and we would watch Hindi shows, listen to Hindi songs and go to lots of Indian parties. We rarely spoke English. But the longer we stayed here, the more we drifted from our background. We never watched Bollywood movies anymore, rarely listened to the music and only sometimes did we go to parties and see our community.

 

 

We still speak Punjabi in our house, since it’s my parents’ first language, but not as much as we used to. Its crazy how much can change the more separated you are from your community. I’ve noticed that the smaller the community is, the harder it is to keep in touch with your cultural side.

Culture and background make you who you are. It’s a huge part of your life and what shapes you to be the person you are. It’s vital to embrace who you are and where you come from. Your culture can give you a connection to different types of social values, beliefs, religions, customs and unity. You know why you may think or believe in certain things, or why you have moral values that may be different than others. Your culture gives you an understanding on why your family has different customs or may do things much different than other families.

Culture influences your life, your moral values, views, desires, and fears. Culture provides an easy way to relate to others who share the same mindset and values you do. Society cannot function without culture. Culture is a beautiful thing that can bring so many different people together. It’s so intriguing seeing different cultures and people and how different they can be from my own.

Because my culture made me, I live in a colorful world.

Words & Photos by Emma Kang