Saturday, November 24, 2012

Practing Awareness of microaggressons

When you hear stereotypes or even experience, you have to question where it comes from. I was riding with a friend to do some food shopping for Thanksgiving, when she was cut off.  It was a very scary few seconds.  The driver was an Asian person, and she said see they can't drive.  The statement was not meant to hurt, but it probably would have hurt if the person hears her say it.  It was an insult that was directed towards the race (microinsults) but meant as a way to release the stress that she felt as a result of being cut off.  I thought back on the readings from this week and had to acknowledge that we see and hear microaggressions more than we should.  I don't see a change on how I see discrimination or stereotypes, and prejudices that are placed on people, I have been aware of them for as long as I can remember and often talk about where the microaggressions may have come from.  I try not to buy into any of it, but we all have something that comes from some mental residue (Teaching Tolerance) that has to be dealt with.

Resources:
"Microaggressions in Everyday Life"
Teaching Tolerance. (n.d.). Test yourself for hidden bias. Retrieved May 25, 2011, from http://www.tolerance.org/activity/test-yourself-hidden-bias

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Perspectives on Diversity and Culture

  1. The answers that I received when talking about culture and diversity where very much the same.  I spent most of the day with two fifteen year old girls.  When I asked them what did they think, I received an interesting . The both said, diversity and culture was about opinions.  I did not get anything about race, or age, or regions, or beliefs.  These girls are of different race but really don't see it.  That is a great thing.  When you listen to them talk they talk about boys and not descriptions just that boy was cute.  When further detail was needed it was the one on the left, the one on the end, and nothing more than that.  I wonder if we (older people) make race and gender a thing.  My daughter said to me "Mom you would be happy to hear that not one older guy hit on me today."  The young lady that was with us said," She is happy when anyone hits on her, male or female".  I think that children are trying hard to step away from the "norms" of the dominant culture that they keep away from labels as much as possible.  There are new groups now, the "Emo's, the Prep's, and other titles, that we didn't use at all when I was growing up.  The "cultural pluralism is not about race any more, so it seems but more about music and dress.  The identity of the ones that I have spoken to are about what they like and not what they look like.  Maybe they are to young to think about a culture, they talk in terms of tradition and not in terms of culture.  What was said to me today was enlightening and fun to hear.  I am happy to say that these children are looking beyond the in your face identities and looking for common ground.  The third person that I talked to is my age and looked at it from a teacher's stand point, diversity is race, and age, and gender.   Culture is fluid and seems to mean more to older people and ones that are hanging onto a more traditional way of life.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

My Family Culture



If I were to have to pick three things to take with me it would be my wedding album, The cap that was placed on Kameron’s head after he was born and the cap that was placed on Kaira’s head after she was born.  I don’t know if these items would be considered as culture.  They mean a lot to me.  The album shows how my part of the family starts, and the caps show the line that will hopefully continue on. If I had the choice of keeping only one of the three items it would be the album.  The album shows our two family’s being combined and the joy of the day and the hopes of the future.   

I have to think what means the most to me in my home and what I would want to hold near and dear to me.  The things that mean the most to me have to do with my family.  The album encompassed a little bit of all of us.  If I had to give up the caps that my children had on for their first minutes in the world it would be a very sad thing, but I would have to cry and move on.  We lose things that are dear to us all the time, but I have learned how to place things in my heart and hold on to it that way.  It would not be the things that hold monetary value that I would want to make sure came with me, but the things that hold a place in my heart.