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Thursday, December 16, 2010
End of term post?
Another term goes by...
It gets colder,I get older In some ways im glad In some ways I know where I am headed, I have a clearer idea of things and one the other hand, i dont. Im still confused, but at least with a clearer idea of what I want and what I can acheive. What i know is, I can make a difference. just read my smf 208 post it was an assignment, but hey i don't mind being reflective. Its a bunch of cheesiness but who doesn't love cheese right " we're all people We are part of the present, every one of us, whether we are old or young. This present world is our world too, and we don’t have to wait till later to make the change in our world, now. For me, this course was all about this, being as unoppressive as possible, unpacking our privilege in order to understand, and that empowering me to, through my experiences, change the world, whatever way I can. All we have to do is to remove that oppressive lens; in order to be non-oppressive one has to be conscious of the privilege you carry. The privilege of knowing what gender you are, of being a heterosexual in a heterosexist society, of being white, being able-bodied. |