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I came out of the Geography of Hope conference feeling like I had experienced a life altering event. It is hard to verbalize the experience as my intellect was involved but my subconscious benefited the most. The goal of the conference was to inspire “right action”, and not to lose hope; I feel that in my case the conference succeeded beyond that. Besides inspiring right action and hope, the conference left me with a sense of inner-peace, joy, unity, where the truth about our ancestors is not a burden, but a guide to better understand ourselves and the environment we inhabit. I’m not the only one who experienced these feelings, as I talked to other attendees I got a sense that they gained courage, optimism and a set of cognitive tools to
It was just us: thirty young men, and our two city counselors. I vividly remember the theme of the discussion: "What is your biggest goal and biggest fear in life?" What I heard that night from people I still barely knew astonished me. The hopes and fears that I heard from my fellow city members truly inspired me to work hard in life and do whatever I can to face my fears. When it was finally my turn to share with the group, I told everyone that my biggest goal was to do well in high school and college, find my dream job, have a family, and be happy. That goal may sound very ordinary, but that is truly my dream for the future. Next, I told everyone that my biggest fear was to lose motivation in life. I explained how I work so hard in high school because I have the motivation of my goal that I mentioned previously. If I lost this motivation, I do not know where I would
Great, now I get to feel pressurized and nervous all over again. Except this time, I feel courageous at the same time. Even though I'm going to have to do my performance and music lesson all over again, I know that if anyone is even going to try to be racist, I can stand up without having to be afraid. Even if someone does punch me in the face, it will be worth it because I know I'm standing up for what's right. I'm only making myself and other people stronger, not weaker.
As Americans we live in isolation, surrounded by advertisements, electronic screens, fast food, the internet, etc. We live these lives while thousands scream out in hunger and thirst begging to nourish their families. Living lives in excess, often unknowingly supporting a system that is not sustainable, breeds capitalism, and unplugs us from the rest of the world. Having been raised in a typical suburban home my ideas of culture were going to Olive Garden or walking by Riverside in Minneapolis. However, Geography 111 has challenged what I believed, truly allowing me to grasp that I am not part of solution I am problem that spreads neocolonialism, capitalism, and western culture wherever a profit can be made. Learning about these topics and combining it with a geographical perspective I know will enable me to break from the molds and forge new paths.
I realized that I really enjoy teamwork and dedication. I found that by putting other’s needs first, success can be found in a different sense. As I think back to this activity, I probably would have made the same mistakes as the squares if I had been in their position. It is easy to fall into a negative and defensive territory when blessed with power and privilege. Overall, I enjoyed StarPower. It taught me so much about power, teamwork, and privilege and how each can be used positively or negatively. I hope this experience will have me make better choices in the
This event further confirmed my interest in becoming an engineer. There were other great topics discussed throughout, but engineering is the one I wanted to hear. It has been the career the I have wanted to do for the longest time. I believe this event had a positive impact on my career goals. There was two
Many of you know that this trip went through several variations of itself before reaching its final form. What originally was a journey to Africa became a mission to Barrow, and eventually a trip to Healey Alaska. My initial response to this change of was disappointment. Africa seemed far away and exotic and Barrow was the exciting frozen, northernmost city in the United States. However, I knew nothing about the small, mountain town of Healey. While I was looking forward to the great community projects that were carefully planned for us in Barrow, what we would be doing in Healey remained a mystery. With all of this in mind, I had set my expectations low for the trip.
Overall, it was a new and great experience that I really enjoyed a lot. I have learned about the strength and weakness of my speech and how to overcome my weakness. I think the speech went well and I was able to inform the audience about a new and interesting topic and this was shown from the feedback that I got from the audience.
Five days after Pamplona I had arrived in Manhattan, not as an entirely new person, but as someone who had been lost then found. I was not lost from being directionally challenged, but lost simply from the sheer ignorance of not knowing what to look for. I had finally found myself. The year after I traveled all throughout Italy for two weeks having witnesses amazing relics and works of antiquity. I also “held up” the leaning tower of Pisa. Last year I finally went back to Taiwan to visit for two weeks as well. Each experience piggybacks onto the previous, culminating into who I am today. I will never forget my time in Spain and in Pamplona and impact it has played on my life today.
Previously mentioned, the students were set and had it altogether, but I did not. I was the last one to share and I had to improvise because I did not know what to say. I stood in the middle of the room and stared at everyone then began to speak of how bewildered I was when I first walked in the first day and how much they have changed me as a person. Somehow, my speech was empowering because all I heard were sniffles and a “wow” coming from a student that I never expected was going to care. He came up to me at the end of the day and told me that he was so delighted that he inspired someone, and it’s true. He
It rather made me think about life and realizing everything you do has an outcome. It did make me realize why I was in school. Not just because the government wants us to go to school. Or most parents in this country wants there kid to be smart so they send them to school. Even though my parents did send me to school because they wanted a better life for me. I was not at the same mind set of majority of 10 year olds. I had firsthand knowledge what it would be like if I did not finish my education. I saw the sacrifice my parents made the long hard hours they put in for me. I had firsthand knowledge on what life would be like. I also have seen the success my dad and mother has had do to hard
At the end of a journey, it’s always strange to look back on the roads traveled and places visited. It brings with it a sense of nostalgia, a feeling of time passed with the inability, or perhaps unwillingness to go back. I felt like this at the end of the road trip I took this time last year from San Francisco to Alaska. I knew that most likely I’d never again visit those quirky villages in the depths of the Yukon Territory, or stand in the middle of the Alaskan Highway watching a herd of mountain rams cross, miles away from anywhere. And when we reached our destination, the journey seemed far away – separated from the here and now of Whittier, Alaska. And all we had as proof of the 3500 miles traveled were bills for gas and pictures taken along the way.
It was interesting to see so many people who were used to having somewhere to live walk the streets hungry and cold. I have been homeless for ten years. These people, who were only homeless for almost a week, they finally understood what I felt. What it is like to not have any food, a warm bed, and a warm place to call home.
I watched them all walk off stage as I had to try come down from the unimaginable high I was feeling. I got swept away with the large amount of people all heading for the door and just went with the flow. The second I got outside it was the most refreshing thing I had felt. I had to stand for a moment to take in the fresh air as I was overheating and had been stuck in such a large room with a crazy amount of people. The room had become incredibly stuffy but I didn’t realise till the very end.
When I finally went to the rally, I was shocked to see my friend and I were the only people of color in a crowd of over fifty activists. I spent the rest of the rally feeling out-of-place, worried that my mere existence as an environmentalist of color distracted too much attention or made me unwelcome. When I went home that day, I was overwhelmed
It made me think back to the first session and my uncertainty of attending the seminar because I thought I would be the only 16 year old interested in first aid. Seeing so many different strangers talking to each other and working together on even the simplest of jobs in this run-down room proved to me that when it comes to saving lives, anyone can do it.