Our lives consisted of two different worlds: the American life outside our house and our Lao and Thai culture whenever we walked through the doors of our house.
As a first-generation American with 2 immigrant parents, I understand this completely. The mannerisms are different, not just the food and aesthetic.
Ultimately, what “matters” emerges from the concentration of shared meaning, conveyed through ideas and narratives.
It was difficult to connect with this piece. This is the point that I finally began to feel like I began understanding what the writer was saying.
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This one word made me do so much research to find out what it meant in relation to this reading. Thank you for the half hour detour!
Students need to demonstrate their knowledge through real-world application, which in my opinion goes well beyond the data gathered in D2L.
This is what I have discussed at length with friends of mine. Field knowledge vs manual knowledge. Applying the things you have learned to the real world can be the biggest disconnect. It is important to be able to translate one to the other.
Quantitative reasoning is also an important tool for responsibly consuming and critically analyzing the vast amounts of information accessible through the Internet and other forms of media.
This! The internet has made a complete mess of real life. Sensationalism takes people on and wins every moment of every day. The inability to understand information in context needs to be taught to everyone.
It is very painful, slow-going work for me. I struggle with writing — I am a perfectionist and would rather not do it at all if I can’t do it perfectly. I would rather do anything than write.
I see my writing and it comes out clunky and ill-written, or at least it feels that way. When I read it back, it gives me a little boost to see that it isn't half as bad as I expected it to be. Writing is not something that I enjoy, but I have appreciated the results!
I enrolled expecting three or four multiple choice exams, maybe a few reading responses or a final paper.
With my degree being in engineering, I never expected to feel connected with a course like GenEd. Every one of these readings insofar has given me moments that surprise me with how I can relate to and learn from them.
The intense part wasn’t the amount of writing itself, but rather the process of writing responses to questions like, “Would I give an organ to a family member, a friend, or a stranger? Which organ or organs and under what circumstances? Why?
This is how we learn to see from perspectives other than our own, aside from the real experience. A simulated experience can have an impact as well. Looking within yourself and being true and honest can help you have insights you never realized.
I had bullet points, lists, drawings, half-formed paragraphs. Was this bad? Did it make sense? Had a teacher ever really taught me how to reflect?
This is so important and I don't see it happening enough across the board. I cannot even ask if it is a teacher that has supplied these perspectives for my children. The 'know better, do better' comes down to me. The village has to be found, and this is eye-opening for me!
When we ask people questions — when we express curiosity — we send the message that we care: “I’m interested in what you’re saying. I’m interested in who you are and how you think.
It is so nice to see the literal interpretation and root of it being so different from the context it has today. People have become so impersonal and offended when outsiders express an interest in them. This is welcoming.
The summer my father died I spent time at his bedside in the hospital, flipping through the highlighted pages of my Geology 101 textbook. I had kept the book after Freshman year, which seemed weird, but now I know that it wasn’t.
This is so beautiful and sad at the same time. The meaning the book held was likely deepened by the circumstances surrounding the time it was read. Almost a trauma bond, but one with only positive consequences.
That week I spent hours researching ultramarathons — types, distances, strategies — and signed up for my first 50k trail race. I have since completed several 50k, a 50-mile, and two 100k events. Hopefully, in 2022, I’ll finish my first 100-mile event.
This is absolutely mind-blowing to me! I would love to love running, but at this point in my life, it makes me miserable to run. I have yet to experience that much-spoken-of second wind. I have topped out at around 4 miles at the height of my running career. I do, however, understand diving headfirst into research when you find a passion.
At the end of the day, we are all human, and we need to remember that understanding what others are going through does not take away from our own needs and concerns. We also need to remember that while needs are not negotiable, the mechanisms of acquiring them are.
I truly believe that the media plays the largest role in dividing us. Sensationalism sells, and money corrupts. The last sentence I highlighted rings so true. To put yourself in someone else's shoes when you have zero knowledge or experience of the why is the epitome of compassion. I have learned that you can never know all of someone's story, and the ones who say the least usually have the most to say. Loving everyone is the only answer. Hate has never changed someone's heart for the better.
The Dean of Students Office addresses any violations to the code of conduct. They do so by first letting students know there was a potential violation, then they give the opportunity for the student to respond to these allegations, and finally the Dean of Students Office determines whether it is more likely than not that a violation has occurred
So here's a funny story. My first math exam was today. I'm an online student, so we have the honorlock extension. I took the exam in a study room at the library. I have discovered that I talk to myself a lot while working out math problems. One of the things that flags you for possible cheating is talking. I was so nervous afterwards. My grade wasn't immediately put in, so I think they may have had a proctor go back over my video...I hope I was entertaining! Also, I made a 90%!
What excites me about our Gen Ed program is that it is designed for you to learn and practice skills such as communicating effectively, thinking critically about complex problems, and fostering teamwork.
I usually dislike courses that leave room for interpretation. I love math because there is only one right answer. However, I have found myself leaning into this learning. I am discovering new parts of myself that I need to work on, and discovering that it is possible. This is not the education that I expected
By fall I was laid off and subsequently lost my tuition funding. Knowing I wanted to continue my education, I secured a job as a live-in nanny to support myself and my school costs. Since I felt disconnected from my online university, I decided to transfer to the University of Arizona’s Arizona Online program
This is so admirable to me. In the face of adversity, she persevered and overcame. I strive to have the drive to push through when things get tough.
As a teenager, I worked in my father’s kitchen, a small tortilla and tamal factory in the downtown Presidio neighborhood of Tucson. I chopped chiles, onions, and tomatoes. I burned myself a dozen times on steaming pots of tamales, folded hundreds of sobaquera tortillas into birria burritos, and loaded a thousand paper bags with quesadillas and tacos. Leaving the kitchen each workday, I could never truly escape my father’s food; I carried the smell of garlic, beans, or red chile on my clothes and in my hair, wherever I went.
The part of you that you carry everywhere you go. It's a defining piece of who you are, but discovering that you can add other parts to yourself is growth. Being stuck in the story that was made for you is so confining. Finding that you can write your own story as well is a whole new world if you never believed it existed.
I have fallen short in many ways as I’ve worked towards the goals I have made in my life. I have missed deadlines and hopscotched through interviews demonstrating my lack of due diligence.
I feel attacked right out of the gate! This is my story up until this point. Right now, I'm doing the next story in the series, and it is nothing like the rest.
I had to ask for help and it made me feel as if I couldn’t achieve the success I was so desperate for. I was so wrong because asking for help really changed my college experience. I took the time to investigate the resources UA has to offer.
Asking for help is the only way that I feel like I can achieve success. I want to explore the resources that UofA has to offer. I have checked out the think tank services, but I have yet to utilize them. I enjoy reading stories from the Thrive Center, but I want to look further into that as well
My parting question for you is, “Who’s in your group and how do you learn from each other?”
I don't really consider myself a 'group' person. It's not because I don't want to. A part of me really does. The other part of me values and protects my family to such a degree that it almost seems daunting to invite an outsider into the tiny circle that exists in my world.
Because of this, I have awkward records of my thinking process and its ebbs and flows from the age of 19 to 23. In these clunky reflections I can see my understanding of concepts developing but I can also see my knowledge of myself and my direction and place in the world evolving.
I feel like this is the phase that I'm going through right now. I am trying to grasp intangible concepts and put pen to paper, and the writing feels awkward and 'clunky'. I have realized that reading it back, it isn't half as bad as I thought it was. Maybe I'll be ok at this
I was fortunate that my high school guidance counselor coached me on what to ask about as I made my spring schedule.
This makes me happy and sad at the same time. I come from a family who never pushed us to strive to do better, and I'm sure my teenage attitude didn't welcome in any teachers who could or would have helped me realize my potential. This experience was something I read about, just like here, but I never lived.
One summer I even worked at a locally-owned amusement park, starting as a small ride operator and then quickly promoted to drive the diesel train.
This part spoke to me. My first real job, I was away from my family for the summer living in a friend's parent's camper. We worked at an amusement park. I don't know how much actual work I did, but that was such a life experience!
When you don’t understand the “why” of something, it can be difficult to maintain the motivation to get it done.
This is THE most important piece of the puzzle for me. If I cannot understand the why, there is no chance that I will retain any knowledge. I can study a subject for hours, but until it 'clicks', it is word soup!