Deaf Community

Well, although I don't have to do anymore blogs, I think it would be best for me to reflect on different cultural experiences on this blog, so that future Child and Youth Worker Students are able to get a better understanding as to what is expected of them in this assignment, but as well as what they may expect to see when getting into the field.  Today was the last official class, and I wasn't going to write any blog this week, but I really wanted to comment on the life changing experience I had with the guest speaker we had.  The guest speaker we had today was one from the Deaf Community.  He Graduated from Sir James Whitney School for the Deaf, and now he I believe is the president.  He Advocates for the deaf, and his story touched me.

I shared a story about an experience I've had communicating with the deaf. While I was working a customer came up to purchase a few items and she had let me know she was deaf with hand gestures.  Since I didn't know any Sign Language I pointed to the price and tried to do visuals.  When Aaron (the guest speaker) let me know that what I did wasn't a bad thing and that I actually did good to try and communicate with her I felt a little relieved.  I felt pretty good about myself and the fact that I didn't offend by trying to make it visual.  I know how to say 'Thank You', 'F*** You', 'B****', and 'Crazy' in Sign Language and I didn't think most of those would be appropriate to use and so I just try to do a visual thing because both the deaf people I have come across and myself have eye sight which is something we can use to communicate.

Also during his visit, I was watching him sign and it reminded me of something I think I'd be good at doing.  I talk with my hands all the time already, and I figure if I learn Sign Language while speaking normally, I would still be talking with my hands, but I would actually be saying things with my hands rather than just moving them.  After class today I was so inspired by Aaron that I came home after class and started looking up where I can learn Sign Language.  I've established that I will take a class at Georgian College for basic Sign Language.  But once I've accomplished that I will save to go to George Brown College and take their American Sign Language and Deaf Studies Program.  This plan would be so life changing and such an incredible experience that I am so interested in doing.  I would love to be able to communicate with Aaron, along with any person who is deaf or hearing impaired without needing an interpreter.  It would be one of those experiences that I think would be worth every minute.

After getting myself some experience within the field of Child and Youth Work I would love to advocate for the deaf just like Aaron does.  I never realized the discrimination that goes on for the deaf until he explained the problem he's having with a fire alarm.  Something every house has to have, but the ones in his house really don't work.  He can't hear them, so why would the fire marshall by any means think they work? It's not fair to anyone when the deaf are in danger because of a fire all because of different needs.  Knowing this, it got me curious as to what other things are needed for the deaf among other cultures that should be accessible but are far from being reasonable.  But I would love to advocate and help get the needs for people who can't get it within reason.  Everyone's life is worth living and people who can hear a fire alarm should understand and respect that!

Final Blog

Wow, This course is almost over.  I never thought I'd be saying this, but I learned a lot in this class.  I learned the different views that people in my class have about different things, as well as so much about how different cultures view their beliefs.  I mean if you want to get into specifics, before this class, I always thought people of the Muslim faith thought very low of women, but after talking to someone of that faith, I learned that they aren't classing women and men, but infact respecting both sexes. This class taught me a lot about different things about cultures.  I did not know at all the different factors that make up a culture.  It's not just religion, or ancestory, but in fact can be the place you live, the place you grew up, the people your grew up around, the amount of people you grew up around, the animals you were around and the traditions families have celebrated, among many other factors that could lead to a culture.  So many different factors caught me off guard and definitely made me appreicate a little more about how people act and how they react to different situations.

At the beginning of this course, I wasn't sure how this class was going to pan out.  I was actually afraid of having an opinion in the class due to the expected content to cover.  But while in this class, I didn't need an opinion.  As we were going through this class I realized that I was just ignorant to the different cultures.  I didn't need an opinion, because my opinion wasn't relevant to any of the information we were talking about.  We would talk about what we as Child and Youth Workers can do to help people of different cultures, and information we should know to better understand the cultures.  Theres no need for any opinions in that, all it is, is to retain all the information said so that we can better ourselves with our knowledge which will help us build on our skills and experience. It is very important and relevant to go into this class with an open mind.  Even with a closed mind, mine opened pretty fast.


My favourite part of this class was when we did the blogs.  The blogs allowed us to reflect on the learning we did in class, as well as the lack of learning we did as well.  I liked this because it is easier to have a reflection each week rather than having a reflection once in a while depending on the class.  Everyone retains different information at different times and the blog gives so much option to choose the better times one has learned.  It's hard talking about something you didn't connect with, so this give some openness.  If one misses a class because one was sick, then this assingment gives a chance to do a reflection on another day.  I just feel this assignment is worth the extra effort, especially if someone needs to debrief of a class.

I think as a whole, the Culture and Diversity class is a very important part of the Child and Youth Worker Program because as new CYW's we will need some important information about different cultures so that when we come across someone who practices traditions from a different culture we would know and understand how to go about it helping the child enjoy, appreciate and inform others of different traditions.  It is important to understand and appreciate the difference in people but also enjoy the similarities people have in each other.  We have to get to know and understand the different children and youth we work with, this class gives an opening to learn more about many different cultures around the world.  I definitely loved the importance of this class.

Cultural Comfort Zone

Going into this comfort zone assignment I had a lot of trouble thinking of something to do.  Growing up I never thought of people as different, I never looked at people in a judgemental way, and so I don’t think I fully understood the assignment that was being asked until I stepped out and did my own thing.  I did a couple things while exploring different things I could do.  I decided I’d go to The Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints, which is a church of the Mormon religion.  I also met up with someone I’ve been talking to online, who is from India, since I’d never met him in person before.  I also decided to walk around the mall with a classmate pretending to be lesbian lovers to see how people may react.  

Hockley Valley United Church

The first thing I decided to do was to go to The Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints locally in Belleville.  I decided this because I had gone to other religious churches before and it seemed like the only thing to do at the time.  Growing up, I had gone to three different religious churches.  The first church I went to was the local Catholic Church in Hockley Valley.  I went there with my best friend at the time and her family.  I was young enough to go to Sunday school the first time.  But I loved how they made everyone feel included, especially the children.  I then went to the local Christian Church in Hockley Valley that was across the street from the Catholic Church with a friend from school and her family.  Going to that church was very different from the Catholic Church.  During this time, I was expected to participate in the eating of the bread showing as Jesus’ body, and drinking of the wine which was to show of Jesus’ blood.  I remember having something be put in my mouth by the priest and then taking it out because it tasted like plastic.  I don’t remember the exact name of it, but it was something that people actually eat in place of bread.  I did not enjoy it.  I felt forced to participate in something I didn’t understand, and so I felt out of place and like I didn’t belong. My mom had decided that we were to go to church with her and her family one time.  We were going to go to a Pentecostal Church where we would meet up with her aunt.  We met up with her aunt just before 10am which is when we thought the services started at, and when we all walked in together, the service had started and the kids were already in Sunday school.  I felt so out of place in this church because it was our first time and we weren’t welcomed like in a small village church.

                 

Belleville Church Of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints

So in going to those three churches growing up, I thought going to a Mormon Church would be a brand new experience maybe putting me out of some kind of comfort zone so that I get a new perspective. I went on Sunday November 13^th, 2011, with a friend from work.  We went to this church and learned a lot about the religion.  Absolutely wonderful people had gone to church that day, but I honestly didn’t feel anything but love come from anybody I talked to, I was so welcomed that it was hard to feel out of my comfort zone.  I wasn’t forced to participate in hymns, I was just expected to listen and learn.  It was really a wonderful feeling.  I absolutely love going to different churches.  I was expecting to learn more about polygamy and beliefs along that.  I learned that The Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints had actually stopped publicly supporting polygamist relationships.  They don’t turn down families who believe polygamy is a way of life, but they don’t announce or advertise that people should live a polygamist lifestyle.  That was another reason why I choose this particular church, I thought polygamy was a big thing about them, but it is not as big as I thought.  I thoroughly enjoyed every minute in being a part of the community that came into The Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints on Sunday.

                 

Since going to The Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints didn’t give me the reaction I was thinking I needed for this assignment I thought I would try something else.  Since a classmate needed someone to do this assignment with I decided to do something with her.  We decided to go to the Qunite Mall and give the appearance that we were lesbian partners.  We decided to do this on Tuesday November 29^th, 2011.  But before this happened, I thought I would set up a first meeting with a guy who is from India that I have been talking to for a few months through technology only. 

                 

Gagan

Teddy Bear Gagan Got Me For My Birthday

Queen Street Sign

On November 26^th, 2011, I decided to meet up with a guy named Gagan.  I met him through an online dating site and we started sending emails back and forth.  After a while talking through email, we exchanged phone numbers.  He is currently enrolled in the paralegal program at Seneca College.  I figured I was coming home to celebrate my birthday, I thought I could do some homework too.  Gagan always told me that he was really bad at speaking English.  So I thought this would be a great opportunity to see how this fits into my comfort zone when we have a language barrier.  I’ve never had a language barrier with anyone I’ve met so I thought this would be perfect.  So I told Gagan I would be at the Bramalea City Centre (Mall in Brampton: Intersection of Queen Street and Dixie Road) at around 1 in the afternoon.  I felt comfortable knowing I was meeting him in a public place, but I had my sister on call in case something was to go wrong and so I had someone to check up on me.  We met in the food court of the Bramalea City Centre around 1 in the afternoon.  We started off with a hug and then went to sit down at the table he was sitting at before I got there.  We started talking, and it didn’t even phase me that he was bad at English.  I was talking to him like normal, and he was talking to me in slightly broken English.  I had definitely had more trouble understanding other friends of mine than I was understanding him.  And so Once I realized I could understand him better I was not out of my comfort zone at all.  So I continued to spend time with him, and we ended up walking around the mall.  While we were walking around the mall, we stopped on the second level above Santa’s Workshop.  We were just talking, looking at the kids, and watching the families walk by.  But after standing there talking over a period of time I felt out of place.  Not because I was talking with someone who is from India, but because I felt like the only white person in the mall.  I only saw 3 other white people in the entire mall.  Every other person had either tanned skin or was black.  I’m not a racist person, but growing up I was never the only white kid and so it was an entirely new experience for me.  I had spent a little over 2 hours with Gagan, and I spent about 20 minutes feeling out of place.  It was so uncomfortable for me; I can only imagine having to feel that all the time.

                

Dixie Road Sign

I got a reaction I didn’t expect from meeting up with Gagan, but I still had a plan to act like lesbian partners with a classmate.  So I went and did that on November 29^th, 2011.  I walk around different public places with my best friends doing things that may appear that I am lesbian with all of them, so I wasn’t sure how this was going to go.  I was walking with my classmate holding hands around the mall for an hour or two.  We went in different stores, pretending to shop as a normal couple might.  I did all of the initiating of holding her hand.  We talked while walking around, and she would point out different people who would look at us.  She would describe the different stares we would get.  I asked her if she felt uncomfortable, and she made it clear she was definitely out of her comfort zone.  I didn’t mind initiating the holding of our hands because with all the time I gave her to grab my hand, she never did, so I felt she needed that push out of her comfort zone.  I wasn’t going to go any further, because I could feel she was already really uncomfortable with the looks that people were giving.  I don’t remember seeing anybody looking at us, or giving any stares.  I seemed to be oblivious to any staring or looking that was going on.  I don’t think it phased me that I was doing something that people don’t understand.  My friends and I hold hands in malls all the time, we kiss each other, and we hug each other.  The fact that I was only holding her hand didn’t seem to bother me at all.

                 

So I’m glad I met up with Gagan, because I feel that was the best reaction I needed for this assignment.  I tried different things for different reasons.  And I’m glad I did.  I need to figure out more about myself.  I need to learn more about where my comfort lines are so I can help kids in the field with difficulties they may be facing with comfort zones.  I might be able to give some insight on things I’ve felt during different situations and help them come up with different ways to get through it with things that may have helped me.  Knowing my cultural comfort zones may help me participate in different cultural activities with different children and youth who may want me to go with them to help them feel more comfortable.  Putting myself out of my comfort zones will help me be a better Child and Youth Worker because I’ll have different perspectives on how to help get through the behaviour, get up the courage to go, or even to go with the child or youth to help them feel more comfortable. 

Interesting Cultures

Class becomes more interesting the more we go to it.  We had more presentations this week and I learned a lot.  We learned about the Amish and Mennonite culture.  I see people from the Mennonite culture on a regular basis while working at sears, and if I see a lot there as a part time employee, I will likely meet children or youth of the Mennonite culture while working in the field of Child and Youth Work.  But also, knowing that Kings of Leon (Which is a popular band) used to be a part of the Amish culture, will help me connect better with any children or youth that are from the Amish culture and need some kind of connection with people.  The guys from Kings of Leon all choose to leave the culture when they became the right age, and maybe I might work with a youth who is divided on which choice to make.  I as a child and youth worker could potentially find people who used to be of the Amish culture so that they could talk and help the youth decide whats best for them.

We heard about the Mediterranean culture during last class as well.  In all honesty, I don't remember much about this presentation.  I didn't take any notes like I did for the other presentations.  I don't think much about this culture connected with me during the presentation.  I've met many people with an italian background, but there was just a lack of connection during the presentation for me.  I agree that during our time in the field of Child and Youth work we will meet many people whom are part of the Mediterranean culture and the information we've heard will benefit all of the Child and Youth workers that heard it. I've probably met hundreds already, but for what ever the reason may be, I'm not bringing a connection.

The last presentation we heard was one on the Indian culture.  They focused on the culture from Bangladesh seeing as India is a huge place.  I connected with some of the things they said because I've actually been talking to someone who is from India.  He's from Punjab, but some of the things people from Bangladesh do, my friend has told me about.  Although, I did not know that in this culture that boys are circumsized between the ages of 5 and 10.  I was actually surprised about that.  As far as I knew, people of any culture did any circumcision after the child was a year old because it can be very painful.  But it is interesting that people from the Indian culture do circumcision at an older age.  My friend had mentioned about the arranged marriages and the love marriages.  He told me that in Punjab that they aren't as harsh on love marriages as they used to be, but that arranged marriages are still preferred within families.  People from this culture are starting to help populate Canada and so in our lifetime we are likely to work with people from this culture at some point.  It is important to know different aspects of this culture, or even be open to learn about it.

Presentations!

So in class, we had 3 presentations.  One on the Muslim Culture which I presented, one on Aboriginal Culture, and New Canadian Culture.  I remember the New Canadian presentaion the least because I don't think they planned it well enough.  Once they handed out the mock test that everyone has to take to become a Canadian Citizen I was so concerntrated on that, that I didn't hear anything they were saying.  I retained nothing from that presentaion except that most of the stuff on the test the average person wouldn't know because it isn't taught in schools.  I think if they really wanted to present a good presentaion they should have handed the test out at a different time, maybe in the middle of the presentation when we've heard some kind of information.  I definitely would have liked to learn more about how New Canadians see things.

I really liked the Aboriginal Culture one.  When they brought out the different artifacts that are used for different reasons in the culture I was impressed.  They took the time to get artifacts that were important to this culture.  I remember them talking about some of the art.  And then it brought me back to when we've talked about the art with the tiles that Aboriginals are known for.  I decided to google some of this art because anytime we've done it for fun in class, I just don't think it looks like much, but after seeing a few images on google I thought it looked amazing.  Some of them are really simple which aren't as great, but the ones with lots of deatil and still only using shapes just makes me enjoy looking at them that much more.  I can't wait to decorate my home with creative art. 

The Muslim Culture was fun to learn.  I'm always interested in the Muslim culture.  I'm not sure why, but I love learning why they choose to follow that religion.  It's always a choice, and the way I heard it explained by my friend from work, I was so amazed that women were like pearls in the Muslim Culture.  I always thought that men were the boss, and women weren't allowed to show anything because it might make their men mad.  But when my friend explained to me that women are to be covered because showing any kind of skin make the men horny for the women.  So they cover the women from the age of 12 and older to protect them from men who aren't decent.  I was so impressed with that view that it made more sense to me.  I hope to learn many more things about this culture because I love learning how they live within the faith and the different things people of the Muslim Culture do.

Incredible Learning!

This week in class we had two people give a presentation on the LGBTQ part of our community.  It gave a alot of insight on how peoples choices effects others choices.  They had talked about homophobia.  That hit a soft spot for me because my brother happens to be homophobic.  I don't think it's by choice.  My mom influenced us as kids growing up.  She would always say anyone is allowed to be gay except for her kids.  My brother took that differently.  If I hadn't had so many friends who were gay, lesbian, and bisexual I honestly could very well have the same views as my brother, but I was not ready to give up my friends because of any sexual orientation.  My brother on the other hand has given up friends because of sexual orientation because of his fear.  I'm not sure if his fear has anything to do with his sexual orientation, or his lack of confidence in his sexual orientation, or even his lack of knowledge on people with different sexual orientations.  I love him no matter what, and I will be here to help him through anything he needs.  He knows that, and thats all I need for him to know.

As they were talking, they talked about different movies that were about the LGBTQ community.  When they brought this up, I was thinking about a movie I had recently seen called "RENT".  I feel this movie best percieved what people thought of people with a different sexual orientation as well as many different things.  Most of the characters had AIDS, but they had relationships within their time.  Roger was a straight man who ended up falling in love with Mimi who was a neighbour.  Roger lived with Mark who was dumped by Maureen because she fell in love with a female named Joanne.  Roger and Mark were friends with Tom Collins who fell in love with Angel who was a transgender female.  The movie is so complex in the story but so important to seeing how positive these people live with all the obstacles they come up with.  It does have a lot about AIDS in it, but I feel that it doesn't show AIDS as a disease that only LGBTQ people get, Both Roger and Mimi had contracted it through other means, whether it be sleeping with a partner who had contracted ot, or sharing a needle with someone who had contracted, both options were implied in the movie.  It's so vibrant and fun I just feel that it gives a good way to view sexual orientation.

This topic interests me greatly, because growing up I was not sure what my sexual orientation was.  I was blinded by trying to please my mom, but had many friends who had figured it out for themselves.  I was bi-curious for the longest time.  But once my mom told me that if I had a girlfriend I could bring her home if I wanted, I knew right then and there.  I'm a straight person.  I think I just needed the option to be there for me to realize its not for me.  But thats not the case for everyone.  I think with this presentation that I wouldn't know how to make the connection with someone who is part of the LGBTQ sexual orientation.  I can do my best to support their sexual orientation to the best of my knowledge, but will that be enough for these kids? I want to hope so.  I want to be a supporter of everyone who lives a different lifestyle.

Love Inspirational Movies!

In class we watched Freedom Writers.  WOW, that is all I have to say. I love watching a movie that is so inspirational especially when it is based off a true story.  This movie means a lot to me.  While watching this movie, I was thinking in my mind that, thats what I want to do.  I want a challenge like that where I put myself in a situation I know nothing about and then help everyone within the situation get through it.  In this case it was about racism, in "The Blind Side" it was about money, family and living, in "Radio" it was about disabled fitting in with regular society.  As a Child and Youth worker I feel that I would best fit in a place where I don't fit in.  This entire experience in college has been about fitting in, and about feeling safe within the classroom.  Well, I don't fit in, I'm different.  I see things different, I feel different, I do things different, I even say things diffferent, and watching this movie made me realize I'm not meant to fit in.  I'm meant to help others be different.  To be who they were meant to be.  I'm not meant to fix anything, nor am I meant to change everything for the better.  I'm meant to change what I can and let things be the way they are.  Because I was so inspired by this class, I absolutely had to write this blog on the same day.  It reminds me so much of other inspirational movies. 

When I first watched "The Blind Side" all I could think about was how strong that woman was.  She told her family how it was going to go, and she took in that boy.  She didn't trying to make him fit in, all she did was help him be himself and embrace what talents he has. She was incredible with him, she went to his mother and talked to her asking her permission to adopt him.  Although social services thought they were just trying to get him to go to their college, they were proved to be wrong.  At first that seemed like the intention but once social services got involved she changed and gave that boy the choice.  She and her family gave that boy the chance to be big.  She knew that boy like he was always with them.  I think this is so inspiring that without a doubt I would love to have the chance to help someone like that.  Someone who may not have the money to have a roof over their head, someone who may not have enough places to go from home to home to stay at, someone who just needs help but is too shy to ask for it.  I want to be someone who helps those people.

I had to watch "Radio" in a class once, it was such an incredible experience just to watch the movie.  This man gave this boy so much.  This boy had a disability but it never stopped him from going to the school and watching the football team practise.  It brought the whole team closer.  This boy had been terroized by the team, but eventually with the help of the coach became a very important member of the team.  The coach knew that he shouldn't have been treated any different from anyone else, and he made sure he wasn't treated differently.  He was just as important as anyone, and after the team was great with him, the coach got him integrated within the school.  He loved it.  This boy who was treated different because of a disability he has was now with everyone.  It was such a great story that I believe I cried the first time I saw it.  I want to be like that.  The one who makes a small difference in one person's life. 

I know that with time I've got the potential to make a huge difference.  It may not be a change, but it will be a difference for someone.  And with that time I wont fit in with everyone else.  I do things differently from everyone, and thats what makes everyone who they are.  I may not make the difference in some kids life, but someone else who is different will make that difference, and I'll have kids who hadn't had a difference made by another Child and Youth worker, but I'll have my chance to make that difference.  I'm not going to walk away from any kids, but I may help them find someone who would be better off with helping them better than I could ever do.  Child and Youth work is about helping others and if you know you can't do it, help them with finding someone who can.  Grow with everyone you help, and communicate with everyone who has the potential to help... Including Child and Youth you help!

Got Me Thinking!

In class on Friday, there were a few topics that caught my interest to talk about.  We watched two clips from two videos.  We watched part of Martin Luther King's Speech, which I had viewed in first year of the Child and Youth Worker Program.  I had mentioned that I had to watch it in a class from first year and was imediately corrected saying I had the privledge to view it in first year.  Now, I understand why this particular moment is so important, but things have changed since he's done his speech.  The entire world hasn't changed, but I feel that the need for that speech has long passed.  I don't find it to be a privlege to have seen that video.  In all honesty, I found it boring.  I've got lots of friends who have different skin colors as me, and I've seen how some people still treat different ethnic groups.  I treat them the way I wish to be treated in return.  I think, any speech that comes from President Obama is now more relevant than a speech coming from Martin Luther King.  Martin Luther King made his change, and he made a big one, but now Obama is making the change.  Obama being the first black president has impacts so many human beings and gives everyone hope of equality.

Another movie clip we had watched was A Class Divided.  It was very relevant to the topic of racism.  I loved the fact that a teacher had done this as an experiement to get the entire class of third graders to understand what racism feels like.  As we were watching I was thinking I wish this would be implemented in every third grade classroom.  If every third grader were to experience what it's like to be different in a negative outlook then racism would eventually vanish over generations.  You don't really know what its like to be someone else until you walk in their shoes.  Which also reminded me about how I feel while in class.  I get the impression that I think very differently than the rest of the class, and with that, comes difficulties that I don't feel the rest of the class understands.  Hence the idea of judgement when I speak an opinion.  The way I say things come across as negative and are not intentionally meant that way, so my opinion often stays to myself.  So I think A Class Divided would be good for everyone not just for skin color, but for different views and such. 

Talking about racism in this class reminded me about something that had happened at my job.  I work at Sears, and talk to customers on a regular basis.  At Sears, we had just hired a woman of Muslim faith.  She wears a Hijab to cover her hair which in Muslim faith separates man from woman.  She is a really nice person, very caring and sincere.  I saw past the religion.  Anyways, most of Sears' customers are of older generations and, as I've noticed from working there, have very strong opinions.  While I was working one afternoon, my co-worker had gone on break, and one of our customers had come to me and started complaining about Sears hiring my co-worker.  I remember one comment the customer said to me, it will never leave my head, she had said "She doesn't belong here, she should go back to where ever she is from."  I was so offended at this comment, that I let the customer finish, and walked to one of the managers and had to talk to her about it.  I may not have been my co-worker, but I was offended that she was judged so quickly.  After talking to the manager about it, I felt a llittle better, but know now that it would have been okay if I had told the customer I didn't agree, and upset the customer then to sit there and listen to insulting comments to keep the customer happy.  I know my limitations, and I hope to not run into someone like that again.

Lost and Alone

In class on Friday, we had been told to bring in an article to signify our culture in some way.  I honestly didn't know what to bring in, because in my mind, my family does things just like an average family does.  And so I felt like I would be the only one not to bring in anything.  I wasn't, which was nice, but I felt I could have brought in something knowing what other people brought in.  Someone brought in a lobster because everytime they get the chance to go to New Bruinswick (where they have family), they always eat lobster or bring a lot of it back home.  And I thought something as simple as that would have been easy. I remember one time going to Newfoundland with my parents, and on the way home we stopped to camp in P.E.I. While there my brother and I went to the corner store to get bottled pop for us.  We noticed they didn't have plastic bottles, they only had glass bottles.  We thought that was the neatest thing and so we brought a coke and a diet coke glass bottle home.  They mean a lot to me because of the curiousity we had when we noticed them.  We thought they only made those in the 50's.  We have them on a shelf at home.

That also got me thinking about where I come from, and what makes me who I am.  I thought about why I enjoy English, reading and writing.  The reasoning behind why I wanted to learn that was because both my parents are not fond of reading or writing.  My mom doesn't have very good English skills and has a lot of trouble with a lot of words, and my dad reads just so he doesn't start spelling like my mom.  Not very English oriented.  So I thought deeper.  My grandmother loves reading, and I'm sure if I asked her she would tell me she enjoys writing she just doesn't do it because nobody can read her writing and computers are not for her.  But then I went to think why I would have her interests, because my brother and I never spent a whole lot of time with her.  And so I came to realize, it wasn't my grandmother at all.  Growing up, I always had a special bond with my Grandfather.  Him and I used to do everything together, and I don't know why.  But before he died, he wanted me to read the biography he was writing on himself.  To this day I haven't gotten a chance to read it, but I'm sure if he was still with us, it would have been a best seller, just like the books I'm going to write.


Since being in the Child and Youth Worker field at Loyalist, I have been trying to fit in but be myself at the same time.  And although I've hurt people along the way it was fully and not my intention.  I'm not good at making friends and Friday's class reminded me that I'm just like my parents.  My mom has a voice on her, and I have a voice on me, my dad tries to be nice and so do I.  I don't know if anyone knows this, but it is hard being two very different people in one.  So this class helped remind me that I'm different.  I come from my mom, I look like my dad, but I am all me on the inside.

With all this, I know I'm going to be a good Child and Youth worker, and my reason for believing as such is because now that I have a much better understanding who I am as a whole, I can help children, teens and even young adults find themselves with different techniques.  I didn't figure it out traditionally through my culture and I didn't figure it out on my own without help, I figured it out with the help of the Child and Youth Worker Staff at Loyalist College, and with the help of all my classmates.  I could not be more grateful that this little bit of information will help me be a better person and a much happier one. Thank You Team!