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Hip Hop and the Holocaust

HCRL's picture

I really enjoyed all of this week's readings, and found them to be very thought provoking. Reading Hill's Hip Hop article was especially interesting given the connections between the article and the panelist, Jay Fluellen. Something that Mr. Fluellen mentioned in class was how he tried to tailor his curriculum to his students, so when he went to a school with a big Latin@ community he used Hispanic music. Similarly, Hill talks about his class on hip hop that had a majority black student population, and how all the students (Black, Black but not "real", and non-Black) felt that the class was geared towards Black students.

Emanuel and Silverstone

kanchi's picture

The articles written by Emanuel and Silverstone present two classic viewpoints representative of the medical approach to patient care vs. the social work approach. The medical approach is to tell a patient what is good for them and then to do everything they can to arrange services/treatments that will point the patient in that direction.The social work approach is to be patient-centered: to listen carefully to what the patient says that they want, and then support them in achieving their goal. It is no wonder then, following these two different approaches, that Emanuel is instructing us all to give up the ghost at 75 while Silverstone is suggesting that we all live in our own homes for as long as possible.

Class Location

Hgraves's picture

So, I chose to have class inside last Thursday and I would say that I thought we had had a pretty productive class period. For me personally, although I was engaged, it was a bit distracting because the journalism student shadowing Anne was tying and it was kind of loud in my ear. I'm not sure if the person sitting on the other side of her felt the same way, but sometimes I felt myself being drawn towards what she was doing and zoning out for a bit. But, otherwise I thought we had a pretty good class. The discussion wnet very well to me and everyone was awake and alert.

Catching up with our own diversity

rebeccamec's picture

This article made me consider especially how not only international students, but students of different SES backgrounds have different access and different conceptions of culture. The world of academia seems to, whether overtly or not, promote a singular kind of culture.

How do we teach students to recognize and be interested in the different kinds of culture that exist within our divided, diverse community? Are there academic ways to bridge the gaps presented by socio-economic cultural differences in providing opportunities for students to interact with others with different backgrounds?

Can we provide more opportunities in the academic space to question the socioeconomic implications of the canon and how those expectations of knowledge might divide our community?

The Road Not Taken

bgenaro's picture

I decided to explore the Morris Woods behind the English House. When I first got there, I was confused because I couldn't locate a clear trail like I was expecting. After searching and walking around for about ten minutes, I decided to just explore the overgrown brush and make my own trail. After treking through crunchy fallen leaves and climbing through branches and twigs, I found a small, makeshift trail. I could tell that a few people had been back there, but not many. Finally I found the bench and the plaque, and I sat. I noticed the periodic silence, when there wasn't a car driving by on the nearby road. I noticed the load crunching sound when a squirrel would run by on the leaves. I noticed the wind blowing the bare tree branches and redistributing the fallen leaves.

Distant Admiration

The Unknown's picture

       Starting on the ground, light oranges turn into pinks that transform into blurred purples. Above, globs of purple fade into a murky orange. Looming trees hang above, deadly. They stretch and claw at the sky.

       Slight shakes, crunches, wisps disturb the calm, mostly still forest. Leaves rattle against each other, touching other trees, plants. Animals hop, imbedding their print, yet not hurting the ground they tread on.

       Branches overlap above creating a webbed canopy. The canopy is strong yet giving and welcoming. Pockets of light shine through creating shapes and figures in the sky.

       Logs rest, swollen, crumpled, barren on the ground. There is this strange feeling of loneliness. Colors have faded and are disappearing.