12/24/2023 0 Comments Thumbs up for the go getters![]() To look past every crack on the concrete, every roundabout, every home. It is so easy to walk around in this neighborhood and miss everything that lines the inner fabrics of each resident’s life. The streets are never calm: from children’s laughter, to prayers from churches and mosques, to even the announcements at the transit station. Colorful spice shops and traditional clothing stores shine a rainbow across the road. Its streets are filled with constant reminders of its diversity from the signs that welcome you in different languages, to the massive murals that draw you in. In this space, we have a chance to reunite power with education, freedom with curiosity and, most importantly, a connection with a community. I have lived in South Seattle my whole life, and I am incredibly honored to be speaking with you all today in this space. I have to say I am in complete awe right now. This video uses parts of the speech’s original recording from that night and includes photographs from the Othello neighborhood based on the imagery Ali mentions. Ali’s speech details her experience growing up in the area for 11 years, from the vibrant people who live there to the spaces she holds sacred. ![]() "And then you can settle down to getting to know your bride," said Gerald.On January 16, 2019, Samia Ali, ’21, delivered a powerful speech during the opening celebration for the Othello-UW Commons, a multi-functional partnership space in Southeast Seattle’s Othello neighborhood. Gerald blinked a few times and then moved away in the general direction of the punchbowl, looking just a little confused. "And who better than you?" murmured Finlay. He didn't think he was ready to deal with one of Valentine's little somethings. Valentine had offered to slip him a little something, but he'd declined. He felt very much he could have used a stiff drink or several, but William wouldn't let him. His dresser had assured him he looked both dignified and fashionable, but he wasn't sure of either. He pulled at his frock coat to straighten it and fiddled with his cravat. He had the look of a small animal caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. Robert smiled politely, and just a little desperately. He didn't get out much, but he meant well, and occasionally surprised people with his firm grasp of politics. Fortunately William found numbers both more interesting and easier to deal with than people, so he was perfectly suited to the job. It was a job that couldn't be trusted to an outsider, but which most members usually avoided like the plague, on the grounds it was far too much like hard work, and if they'd wanted to work they wouldn't have been born an aristocrat. William Campbell was tall, thin and intense, and the bookkeeper of the Family. "Then go and get yourself a bloody drink, and don't come back till you've drunk it" "And then you can settle down to getting to know your bride," said Gerald. Sometimes I think we're getting a little too inbred. You'd be surprised how many people forget that. Remember you have to lift the veil first, though. Just say the words, kiss the bride, and it'll be all over before you know it. "You've been through the rehearsals," said William reassuringly. "This is a wedding, after all, not the dentist's." "Do try and at least look cheerful," said William to young Robert. Especially since William and Gerald kept explaining it to him. But he was old enough to understand politics and know his duty. One moment the Shrecks were a deadly enemy to be fought on every occasion, and now here he was marrying one. He was still trying to get used to how much his world had changed. He was average height, as fighting fit as years of military training could make him, and at seventeen old enough to marry, but not old enough to object to the marriage. "Keep on encouraging him like that, and we'll have to drive him to the altar with whips," said a loud, carrying voice. anything you want to ask me before the ceremony? I mean, I am a married man." It's not entirely his fault that he's about as much use as a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest. He means well, but he should have been dropped on his head as a baby. If it's any help, I felt much the same before my wedding, and I've been happy enough. Anyway, whatever else we may be, we're Campbells first. Or do they taste it? I've never been sure. If we didn't, where would we be? In complete bloody chaos, and all the other Families would charge in like sharks scenting blood in the water. The Campbell sets the rules, and we have to follow them. Fortunately for you, they couldn't keep me out of a wedding this important. Personally, I've never been embarrassed in my life. Mostly they try and keep me away from public functions on the grounds I embarrass them. I'm the one you've probably been warned about, and you should believe every word.
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