January 2016Weaving Pages: January 2016

Thursday, 14 January 2016

The Smart Girl's Guide to 2016: Humanities

Hey you! 

Guess what? Not only is 2016 a leap year, but it is also YOUR year! Yes, smart girl, this is gonna be your year. And everyone else's too, but lets forget that for a second. This is your guide to your 2016.

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Today's topic for 2016 is Humanities, which more or less encompasses topics like Education, History, Politics, Law and other 'human' events that are going to be happening this year! If you're anything like me, this is your thing- there is no point in pretending that I'm not a fan of humanities subjects when they are my favourites. ;) So read on! 2016 is going to be exciting, particularly since it's filled with many big decisions...

Tuesday, 12 January 2016

Unfair by Adam Benforado

Hey lovelies!

Today's review is for all of you with an interest in law or psychology, because Unfair is all about the faults in our justice system, or more specifically how human bias can easily affect it too. So read on!
23364926Title: Unfair 
Author: Adam Benforado 
Series: n/a
Source: publisher
Publisher: Crown
Published: June 16th 2015
No. of Pages: 400

A child is gunned down by a police officer; an investigator ignores critical clues in a case; an innocent man confesses to a crime he did not commit; a jury acquits a killer. The evidence is all around us: Our system of justice is fundamentally broken. 
But it’s not for the reasons we tend to think, as law professor Adam Benforado argues in this eye-opening, galvanizing book. Even if the system operated exactly as it was designed to, we would still end up with wrongful convictions, trampled rights, and unequal treatment. This is because the roots of injustice lie not inside the dark hearts of racist police officers or dishonest prosecutors, but within the minds of each and every one of us.
This is difficult to accept. Our nation is founded on the idea that the law is impartial, that legal cases are won or lost on the basis of evidence, careful reasoning and nuanced argument. But they may, in fact, turn on the camera angle of a defendant’s taped confession, the number of photos in a mug shot book, or a simple word choice during a cross-examination. In Unfair, Benforado shines a light on this troubling new field of research, showing, for example, that people with certain facial features receive longer sentences and that judges are far more likely to grant parole first thing in the morning... (continued)
4.5 stars: Page agrees this book was wonderful, almost

Saturday, 9 January 2016

The Smart Girl's Guide to 2016: Science

Hey you! 

Guess what? Not only is 2016 a leap year, but it is also YOUR year! Yes, smart girl, this is gonna be your year. And everyone else's too, but lets forget that for a second. This is your guide to your 2016.

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Today's topic for 2016 is Science, but if that's not you thing look out for the Humanities and Culture guides that will be popping up on here soon. If this is your thing however, 2016 is going to be one exciting year for you. Just check out all these advancements that are planned for this year:

Tuesday, 5 January 2016

The Sexism Cursing Hermione Granger

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Hermione Granger is one of the first literary heroines I had upon my shelves, and forever will be. The brightest witch of her age, she is famous for always knowing the answer to everything and thinking expulsion to be worse than death. Yet it seems even she doesn't escape society's sexist standards, particularly when it comes to the role models of young women and girls today.

I Never Wanted to Be Hermione Granger

Harry Potter has followed me throughout the years since the age of around nine, where the famed trio's adventures were yet another thing I could not shut-up about. I own Deathy Hallows earrings, and a time-turner necklace. Particularly at the age of ten, my love was not something to be taken lightly. I wanted to be like them, to learn magic and go to Hogwarts; to have adventures. Yet, I can't honestly tell you that I ever wanted to be Hermione.

Sunday, 3 January 2016

We Are Wanderers

We are wanderers, I think, walking down the pavement bathed in the yellowish glow of street lamps. The air is crisp, biting at my skin and seeming to muffle my surroundings. The buildings rise high around me, but it's still five o'clock, it's still getting colder, and the glittering reflections of Christmas lights still shine in my eyes: I continue walking.

The sky has melted into an inky pool of blue, the fairy lights twined around lamp posts providing staccato burst of light that contrast against the chipped black paint that comes off against my fingers. I bury my hands in the sleeves of my jumper, rearrange my hair so it falls around my neck and brushes occasionally against my flushed cheeks. The day is ending, and I am wandering down a street in what could be the dead of night, lost in the memories of times gone by and times to come.

I don't know where I am going, and the floor is littered with cigarette butts and trampled blades of grass alike, but I am young. I am young enough to beware the shadows lingering at the bend and yet hold the stars in my eyes. It is bitter sweet, making my eyes sting as I stop in the middle of the path, searching the world around me for something I don't know. The year is ending, and so is my journey down this road, with its cobbled stones and hazy glow. My breath clouds before me, and I stand there in the middle making peace with the steps I leave behind and the ones I haven't made yet.

The world seems big, and I feel small, wandering down that winding road with Cathedral bells singing in the background. I am so lost that I do not know what will come next, but I do know that will always be the case. I will always wander down cracked pavements with my hear thudding in my chest and promises to my self falling off my lips.

The moment is fleeting, but I feel the the minutes flutter by and I reach the end of the street. I look back, wistfully admiring the soft gleam of the cobblestones, the way the lamps still create pools of light on the floor and the tiny coiled bulbs of light wink at me in the darkness. The air is raw and frigid, but it refreshes my lungs and glazes my eyes so that they flicker brighter than before. The scene is alive, so vivid it makes my breath catch. We are not wanderers, I think, because we seek castles amongst cerulean skies. We are wanderers, I realise, because it takes the end of the road for us to gaze rightly upon that which we have travelled.

Friday, 1 January 2016


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Happy New Year, lovelies!

After my epic fail at being a good blogger in 2015, I have made it one of my resolutions to give you guys quality content with as much consistency as I can muster in my year of GCSEs, 2016. Doing so may likely involve a lot of inner ramblings, opinionated articles on our world's current issues, and you guessed it: a lot of books. Whilst I most definitely don't have much time to read as much as I would like, I've currently unearthed a great need to be a lot more adventurous in my reading, so there are many classics and fiction novels on my TBR pile. YA literature may be taking a bit of a backseat for a while I'm afraid- I think I've had a bit of an anything goes attitude with books for a while, because I absolutely love trying new things- as I've come to realise I need to be more selective and just choose what I really want to read, especially with the fact I won't have much reading time. 

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