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Kumashiro defines ‘common sense’ as the norm that reflects that particular society. For him, common sense was the United States definition of education, which was viewed as more superior than that of the Nepali. Hence, why the Peace Corps sent him there to “help” bring “better” change. It is important to pay attention to ‘common… Continue reading Common Sense or Not Common Sense? Continue reading
My final reflection of what I have learned over the course of this semester.
Below is the group project of myself; Alicia, Tori, Stephanie and Marlee. We decided to discuss the myth that treaties only benefit the First Nations people of Canada.
i) Normative Narratives- Pressure to Be Feminine When deciding which topic to choose from between gender and race, I concluded on gender as it is something that I am aware of everyday of my life. Unfortunately, race was not something I consciously spent time thinking about because I have been privileged due to my… Continue reading Writing the Self-Analysis – Looking for Normative Narratives – Gender Continue reading
We always disagreed when it came to money. “Gas is $1.20 now!” I said in a shrieking tone. “Why do you always bring up how much things cost?” he responded frustratingly. As we were driving down Albert St. in my dark blue Ford Focus; my gas meter said I had about a quarter tank left.… Continue reading Self Story #4 – Got Gas? Continue reading
I was ten years old and he was seven years old. He lived across the street in this big house right on the corner. I lived in cooperative housing with a lot of low income families and single mothers. Regardless of the class difference, we became friends. His parents invited me over to play. The… Continue reading Self Story #3: The First Crush Continue reading
The word treaty can have a couple meanings. For example, I am a Treaty Settler, whereas a First Nations individual would be a Treaty Indian. It wasn’t until a month ago when we started this class did I become aware that I am a Treaty Person. I have heard the term status Indian by many… Continue reading To Be a Treaty Settler Continue reading
“Let’s get inside before it gets busier!” I said to my friend as we jumped out of her parents shiny, new SUV. It was the week of the Mosaic and we were just about to head into the India: Punjabi pavilion. I was 23 years old, 5 months pregnant and ready to eat for two.… Continue reading Writing the Self 2: Prompt B Continue reading
I crawl into the bed and tightly wrap the grey, abstract designed duvet around me. I feel like I’m floating on a cloud. I hear his voice from another room in the meticulously cleaned apartment. “Where are you?” he asked excitedly. “Where I always am” I shouted gently. His footsteps keep getting closer as I… Continue reading Self and Other – To Be In His Arms Continue reading