Thursday, 12 April 2012

Eight out of Ten


I have definitely learned a lot from this class Communication Skills.  I have learnt the concepts and appropriate responses and the things that one should be mindful of when communicating, especially with those of a different cultural background.  Though I need to put this knowledge into practical use to better cement the understanding and actual functionality of it.

In this class was given multiple opportunities to present and attempt to overcome fear and shyness.  Honestly, I was expecting this class to be a bit more interactive, more question and answer segments, more open discussion, role playing activities et.c.  The reason I thought so was that I thought the point was to allow and encourage as much communication and communicating as possible given different scenarios.

Nevertheless, what I have learnt is very valuable. If I have to rate my self out of ten I would say 8 max. I think that with the practical application of the knowledge I will improve and become less uncomfortable speaking in public.  Note: speaking in public I have no fear to ask questions, make a comment, or follow a direct script. What significantly impairs my ability is the knowledge that I am being judged, graded, and critiqued. Instead of this knowledge encouraging me to perform better it seems to do the opposite. Again it is a work in progress. It was a joy to be a member of this class made some good friends. Special thanks to Mrs. Mangah for the brilliant direction. Best to everyone.

Living in the Shadow



Finally I have decided to share some writing that is quite old for me, however still relevant. As I read it today and throughout the time till now it always says something different to me, it means and represents something else. The simplicity and honesty of the words truly at the time I felt represented the place I was in. I know we can all feel like this time and time again. It is important to remember…. We will make it through. We will see the light someday.


21st February, 2002

Living in the shadow             
I see the light but I can’t reach it
It can’t reach me, you see
The shadow is all I get


I watch and wait, I seek and take
All things thrown my way
See me please and wait for me
At least look for me, because you know I am here
And carry me away from this place


To where I can see myself                     and
Reach the light                                      and
Be myself                                             and
Not feel judged                                    and
Then maybe it might be about me one time.


Give me a chance to shine in the light
You have
To get a chance
To show you me
And you’d step back and see
How
Living in the shadow feels.



My British Experience



When I was much younger I knew that someday I would have liked to travel. The thought of different people, languages, traditions, architecture, foods, celebrations, weather, religions among many other things has always and continue to fascinate me.
My first trip to Great Britain was an eye opening one. I had secretly feared that based on my ethnicity and race I would be the victim of discrimination. Fuelling these thoughts were articles that I had read and other media. At that point in time I was willing to accept any abuse that came my way, not welcoming it, but understanding that, that was the mindset of many people in this world – that they fear or are uncomfortable with anything that is different and foreign and often feel threatened and can lash out verbally and/ or otherwise in the attempt to protect and hold on to their own beliefs and their core being. Having experienced discrimination personally in my home land Trinidad and Tobago, a country that boasts diversity and living together harmoniously, served no comfort to me, as I was about to step into the domain of a people predominantly Caucasian.
I had heard much about the peoples of the U.K. and their culture, many good things and I had found that also I possessed many traits and etiquette practiced there without being conscious of being taught those values here. I believe that I was especially influenced by the novels and period films that I occupied my time with religiously. My upbringing too, one of respect for elders, practising pleasantries, being polite, quiet, learning to appreciate differences and becoming fascinated with them, learning and being exposed to a variety of world music, universal principles that in my mind many of the major religions shared, eating habits and one that stayed with me till now the pronunciation and emphasis placed on language.
My own background and upbringing was enough to allow me to plunge into the world of the British seamlessly. Upon arriving there I immediately felt that I had arrived home, I felt a strange comfort, a burst of life, the air there was a perfect match to my lungs! Maybe I was in a book I had read, the brick pathways, the chimneys, the detailed rustic houses, the grime, the rail, the rain, the smells!! – they all bombarded me, my mind and eyes were overwhelmed yet I had never felt a calm as I did standing in the chilly December air.
The friendly faces? The smiles? The good mornings and nods!! Were they being directed towards me? I did smile back and waved and nodded and it all seemed so natural. The answer is yes. In my experience the British people are extremely friendly indeed. They do not kiss very much though, unless they are very familiar with you or relatives. I am not a kisser either so that was great! I was suddenly relieved, I am glad to say also, in the month that I stayed till this day I am yet to sense the warning of bad will or word coming from a person of British origin. Reading about it and actually being there, living English- like temporarily, there is a drastic difference. I was about to have a major culture shock! The queuing ! such order and patience and understanding of this system of lining up and awaiting ones turn, especially in a major city like London still floors me today. In England one automatically lines up for everything, to get a taxi was one particularly refreshing experience of order and efficiency. Compared to Trinidad when people stand in mobs awaiting the next available seat on a maxi or bus, with jostling and no regard for the elderly or for who was waiting for the longest time.
Walking down the street in the city one is often greeted with a smile and good morning, a nod, something I wish was much more common in Trinidad.  Judgemental stares and bickering are not commonplace there, people in my opinion showed appreciation and respect for each other despite age, ethnicity, attire, gender, religion or sexual orientation. Never once did I feel mocked, unfairly treated or judged.  One must stand to the left of an escalator, or use the left side if heading up and or down stairs to avoid collisions, the right may be used for persons wanting to overtake. Persons standing on the side not recommended are frowned upon. I was well able to adhere and adapt and appreciate the method and recognise the efficiency the practice brought about. As to avoid any of those rare undesirable stares.
Food, the British take their food seriously, especially breakfast, usually having eggs and toast jams, biscuits, teas, sausages, rolls, pancakes et.c. it is a breakfast I would recommend for everyone. I had the good fortune to be taken out to a pub, drinking can be done at any time of day and night; I favoured an apple cider called Strongbow, delicious! It was actually a quite English drink. Both men and women would mingle and drink and eat and laugh and be merry within the walls of the pub, it seemed to be the almost favourite past time of the English. On the streets however, given it were just a regular day, loud talking and disturbances on the street are not welcomed readily. The U.K. is also vastly ethnically diversified, hence a great array of foods and delicacies were available to be enjoyed. Being adventurous and hailing from a place of much diversity as well I jumped right in and had Indian, Italian, Chinese, Tai, English, Caribbean and I even had doubles!! A great treat. The foods were quite different though from the way it is prepared and served here. However it did have many similar qualities regarding the spices used and the portions I felt were just about what we would have here if not slightly larger. My face and stomach was very delighted indeed.
I was lucky to be in the U.K. on New Year’s Day, their customs are much like ours, many family gatherings, resolutions being made, friendship and loved ones who have passed on are remembered. The revelry happens a lot on the streets; at least that is where I was. Drinking and merriment and singing and holding hands and a general vibe of hope and a new beginning saturate the air. It was an overwhelming and joyous event. Other traditions like Christmas are very much like our own here in Trinidad. Gender and sexual orientation matters not there, at a glance around one could see families, same sex couples, the singles, and transgender people from all walks of life living and interacting and loving. It is my true hope that one day our beloved Trinidad and Tobago will too be as open minded and accepting and grow to appreciate our differences in a truer fuller way.
There are many churches; their own parliament is situated next to the Westminster Abbey, where many royal events and marriages take place. The predominant religion is Christianity; however there exists a substantial population of Muslims, Hindus and Jewish peoples, among others.  In my opinion the British are extremely patriotic, to them England and their traditions and culture are the best and they would defend it down to their last. Also I wish to say that despite being very protective and adamant about their love for country, they are yet willing and open to and enjoy the benefits of having a mix of ethnicities and traditions melt into each other, accepting and making it a part of themselves and their country as a whole. This to me is extraordinary.
The monarchy still holds a special place in their hearts. Since they are very much steeped in tradition and order and custom and quaintness they have a love for the monarchy and its function. They are also very vocal about freedom and human rights. If they have a problem you would be sure to know. They may not burn tires and block roadways, though it has been done, they usually prefer a more organised, quiet, intellectual discussion/ debate type setting. All this emphasises there need to be polite, proper and organised. All qualities I strongly admire and attempt to demonstrate.
 It may not seem like it but the English know how to have a good time, they can range from quiet scandalous to reserved, but to me both spectrums are equally exciting. Theatre, plays, live musical shows are what the Londoners occupy their night hours with. I had the great fortune of squeezing in 4 plays while I was there. There tickets can vary drastically in price and just like bread in Trinidad get sold out in the blink of an eye. Late stragglers are not permitted to enter the hall till there is an intermission as to not disturb other viewing members, noise and flash photograph is not allowed. The calibres of the performances were mind blowing to me. I long for the day that these social type events become more rampant here in Trinidad. Instead of the typical American type movie screen, popcorn settings we are forced to endure. On the flipside, drink is always flowing, music is loud, the lights are hypnotizing and clothing may or may not be optional (depending on where you go and on which side of the city you are on). I must comment quickly that taxi fares are quiet expensive!
The English are quiet humorous people, usually. Most people may not agree because the use of slang and jargon are used quiet extensively, particularly in a relaxed social setting. I did my homework and learnt the English lexicon as best I could. Communication is essential to them, everything has to be spelt out and clear. On the tube (rail) for example, there is an automated voice that informs of the upcoming stop, the places of interest around it, maybe some history about the place, offers possible connection routes to and about the town and other towns close by, it reminds you of the time and also my favourite “mind the gap” meaning please pay careful attention to the gap between the train and the station platform as one is exiting or entering. There was even the unfortunate event when someone had purposefully jumped onto the tracks and had been killed and we were spared no detail as to how and when it happened; also kindly informing us that the service will come to a stop here and we may disembark, minding the gap off course. Once While I was on a bus, a man of east Indian descent started talking, he was standing very close to me, he was going on in Hindi, to my surprised he was actually talking to me! I smiled and attempted to explain I could not understand all of what he was saying, and that I spoke English. For the rest of the journey I got the entire story of how his ancestors were the ones who came and built the roadways and certain infrastructure. I was able to understand him because he miraculously switched to a proper English tongue. I had to exist, before him unfortunately I could not take up on his offer to visit his home and meet with his family. It is also at this time that I realised that not many people know where Trinidad is located but have a great love for Brian Lara and cricket.
The people there are also very fashionable. As one walks along the street one is met by a range from very conservative to traditional to very risqué clothing. They can be sharp and crisp and professional, of religious garb or loud and revealing or just plain tacky. I appreciate this because it gives everyone an opportunity to showcase their own individual style and statement. No one seems to be bothered by this. Everyone is greeted equally, or ignored just the same. Unlike Trinidad where one feels and it is usually so that one is being scrutinized and judged based on dress among other things. In this regard men and women are also equals and also equally expressive.
What have I learnt about their culture?  Many things. I have a renewed embracing, opened mind, a great respect for order and organisation. Much appreciation for mixed and diverse populations. Greater fondness of the arts and world music. An insatiable appetite for exotic foods. The ability to adapt, be polite and certain etiquette recognised as proper to the English standard. I have learnt that if one practises tolerance and acceptance all can benefit and live happily or as best as one can.
In my view to conclude, I have utmost respect and appreciation for each and every one of my fellow Earth member, I endeavour to understand and allow within reason their practices and beliefs. I think this world would be a very dull place indeed if we did not have differences. Perhaps less war and suffering, would also exist if we would just realise that we all want the same things, love is a major one of those things, which I believe makes the world go around. I will live my life striving to attain peace, won’t you?






My HFLE CLASS



I have had the great joy of participating in, as part of my general requirements at the USC, a course entitled Health and Family Life Education. This course is a new addition to the primary school curriculum.
What I like best about the class was the method that the teacher took. He allowed the students to prepare the lessons via lesson plans and actually present and teach it to the class. This was done repeatedly. Giving the students in a practical sense the power and concreting and encouraging their own ability to manage a classroom, create and achieve the objectives of the individual lessons and their confidence in front of the class. Some of the topics ranged from masturbating to the environment. These classes prepared or helped to tremendously prepare each and every one in the class to become a teacher in a real way. The other great concept was that the students themselves were the ones evaluating and grading each other. It allowed a fair opinion and arrival at a grade suited to what the real output was and not just reliant on the sole discretion of the teacher.
I also believe that the topics were relevant and necessary to incorporate into the primary curriculum.  Our kids of today are far more exposed and influenced by media today than ever before.  

The best way to learn something is to teach it. 

Love ….Perfect?



Love ….Perfect?
Perfect- excellent or complete beyond practical or theoretical improvement; entirely without any flaws, defects, or shortcomings; accurate, exact, or correct in every detail.
My friend, like so many before him poured out his heart to me, telling about a person he loves so dearly, but that person barely sees him, hardly notices him around and unfortunately does not share the same feelings.
Sigh... Our hearts are so fragile and so resilient. We often look out there- everywhere, for that perfect person. A futile yet constant search. Today, I heard my mother talk about my brother and his girlfriend, about them being at different academic levels concluding that in the end that each of them were going to be a weight on the other. Can't people see? Love is not perfect. It's raw. It's full of mistakes. It is a beautiful and indispensable thing.
When you fall in love what locks you, binds you in- is that you both get up together. Being at different levels is the beauty of a relationship. You complement each other. It becomes your purpose; it becomes a part of you, you become whole. You get to be human and you get to express compassion, care, you get to love!
So love isn't perfect. No it isn’t quite far from it. My response to him was simple. Wait for love its like fireworks, beautiful and bright, it spreads to the deepest reaches of your being illuminating it.  It explodes and echoes ,reverberating through you and fills you with feelings and memories that get etched in your soul forever, it lures you into its spectacle of lights and you'll be gone…..so be patient it will come.... my definition of perfect...... there isn't one.

Our Earth



Bottles, cans, paper, chairs, mattresses, appliances. It all ends up along our roadways, in our rivers. No longer do we regard and appreciate the importance our surroundings. This is our Earth is it the only one we have.
Have you ever had a wrapper blown onto your windshield while driving along the high way? Sadly I have be the victim of this on more than 3 occasions. Boxes, cigarette butts being dispelled out of the open window of the car ahead of you or sometimes about 3 to 4 cars ahead. I am especially saddened also to say that on all occasions the perpetrators have been adults. Personally I would have some degree of tolerance for littering being done by children. However time and time again I have seen it is the adults that can indeed learn from the children. Learn what it is to be environmentally responsible.

Not only is this act dangerous for the more common reasons, that littering block water ways and encourage flooding, litter also encourages rodents and parasites to breed and multiply giving them a home. Along the highways this seemingly simple act of throwing something out of the window, this can cause distraction and collision, causing death to innocent persons.

I do not live in your home, yet I do not encourage you to pollute it, however that is your own domain, it is the one space you are allowed to behave like the filthy beast you are. I am here to say everywhere else is shared space; it belongs to you just as it does to me. I am asking be responsible. Care about yourself and your children’s future. Show respect for our home, please do not litter. There are safe and accepted ways of disposal below you will also find a link sharing further information also on recycling.



Your Human Rights



I still strongly believe that many people do not yet appreciate and are knowledgeable about what their basic freedoms and rights are. We often like to live in the oppressed mentality and like to think that the whole world is against us, though it may feel like that many times, in reality it is becoming less so.
The UN has outlined 30 basic human rights that are applicable to each and every one of us. However, depending on the current local governing laws of your national country all the rights outlined may not be enforced or accepted yet. If we as a people were to continue to live in an ignorant world, I assure you only war, hate and disrespect would thrive. Is this the world we want? Is that the world that you want?
 It is time to think about the future, it is often said, the things you do today create your tomorrow. This is utterly and specially true.  Choose to wake up this moment, choose to think, chose to do the right thing, embrace our differences, stop the fighting. Understand we are all fundamentally the same. We all want the same things, food, shelter, acceptance, not to be discriminated against, to be free, to live!
Below is a link showing the fundamental rights we as human being have. Please note I did not say adults, children have the same rights. The second link includes short videos clarifying what each right entails especially for youth.