Friday, September 12, 2003

Possible Topic

I have been trying to think about a topic to do in my major that would relate to muticulturalism. Unfortunately this hasn't been to easy for me but I think I might have a topic. I think I want to take food poisioning and somehow relate it to different counries and their differnt cultures and customs. Such as the way they eat. What they eat. The way that their food is prepared. The way their food is stored. The way their food is cooked. All these things vary from country to country and I think it would interesting to try and see what I could find on this topic. Because not alot of people in the united states know exactly what food poising is. So Im pretty sure that they don't have a clue as to how it effects other countries. This would also give insight on other counties food customs. I guess one thing that I would be trying to find out is if other countries know about these food borne illnessees and ignore them because of how strongly they believe in their way they do things? Basically I think alot of countries food customs aren't as good as ours so i want to see what effect that has on their health?

A small place, was an interesting but not quite clear story. I'm not sure whether the narrator in the story was talking to the reader or not. I didn't really understand what the story was trying to say but I did kind of sense that the narrator felt as if he was not welcome in the place that he was. He felt as if they were being judged because of his race. The narrator explained a lot about the island that he was on and the many ways he felt about it. Other than that I might have to reread the story for a clearer understanding.

Well, I read the first couple of pages of "A small place", and im not exactly sure on how I feel about it. I dont know if i was just tired when i read it, but it seemed as if she was reapeating herself in different ways. About how tourist, i guess took advantage of everything there country had to offer, but didnt completly understand how that stuff came to be. And I agree with her, and she has every right to complain, but it was if she was just saying it over and over again. But on the whole this seems as if it is going to be a decent book.

Well, today is friday. Finally I get a break. But I had a pretty good week. I can't complain. Even though I miss being in Chicago I am getting used to being here. As far as Multiculturalism goes, I don't see that much of it here. I know that this is a predominately white school, but every once in a while I see someone of another race. Don't get me wrong I have no problem with it at all, It's just going to take me a while to get adjusted to this atmosphere. I look forward to learning more about other people's cultures. And I also look foward to discussing multiculturalism in this class.

Yesterday was pretty much like any other day I've been at the campus. I didnt even realize that it was September 11th until about 9 o'clock at night. I live in a tiny little dorm room with 3 other people, so theres barely enough space for us, let alone a T.V. Im sure the coverage of the terrorist attack, or recoverage (whatever) was so depressing, I know last years film documentary was super sad and most of my family couldn't watch it. I remember the day it happened, sitting in geometry class. Most of my classmates had no idea where the twin towers were and what they were used for. They wouldnt show us the coverage because we might start crying and the teachers wouldnt know what to do. I remember praying for the people in every single class for about a month after the attack.
Its gonna be weird seeing pictures of the 9-11 attack and the events that happened after in my childrens history books when I'm older. Our modern age didnt get to see any severe wars or depressions or go through any hardships, unless family members went to Iraq to serve our country. I think we're basically spoiled rotten due to modern technology.

So, A Small Place, the first 30 pages or so seem really condescending to me. I really dislike how this woman writes, but there are many hints of multiculturalism in story, obviously. It does show the difficulty in being a tourist in a different country which is true. Trying to soak up the culture of a different place on a vacation is exceptionally hard to do in such a short time, especially if the place is so culturally rich like Antigua. After visiting a place like Antigua, a person would probably need a couple more days to recooperate from the extensive traveling. It seems like the person telling the story never really got a sense of Antigua's culture, because she/he was practically living in England. He/she made bad preconceptions earlier of how Antiguaians talk and act, and that is unfortunate. All in all, i hope the story gets better because, again, i dont particularily enjoy her type of writing.
Although, i do enjoy the picture Clancy posted of Antigua. It makes me wish i was there right now laying out and getting a nice tan.

This image is from antigua-barbuda.org, which was created by Antigua and Barbuda's Department of Tourism. I think it's a very interesting contrast, Kincaid's account of everyday life in Antigua in A Small Place versus what we see in the "history and culture" page from the Department of Tourism...especially this sentence: "Until the development of tourism in the past few decades, Antiguans struggled for prosperity." Do you think Kincaid would agree with this? Can you find (and link to and comment on) other web sites about Antigua or Kincaid?

P.S. These posts you guys are doing are great! I'm proud of you all.

I know 9-11 was yesterday, but I really didn't want to think about it. For the past two years, whenever I think about it or talk about I would cry. Then you would think people would come together after an event like that, but people are still divided; countries against countries, religion against religion, race against race, sexuality against sexuality, people against people. The worst of it is our country, the great U.S. of A is still horribly divided. One would think that after a horrific event like the one that happened two years ago we would have compassion for one another, but that just isn't so. Even I some time find my self swearing at a guy in rush hour traffic because at the time he's driving like a frickin' moron. Sometimes, no all the time, I wish people could just find some common ground and really learn to value and love each other for who they are, accept them for who they are, and understand them, get to know them. If that was possible, everything would be better.

Don't take this blog in the wrong way. I feel very deeply for everyone that was hurt in the terrorist acts. I think everyone that day was hurt. I just wish things like this would never happen. I just don't understand, and probably never will

Music: I can't remember the name of the country singer, but he wrote a great song asking where were on that day. It's really good. If anybody knows the artist, please let me know.

Thursday, September 11, 2003

tonight while talking to a few students, who are like me to have families overseas, we just casually got into the topic of long-distance travelling. Well, as a frequent flyer, i do have some quite interesting experiences to share. so, what is the best seat in the economice cabin of an over-7-hour flight? For one thing, you definitely don't want a G or H seat, cus one time i stuck between 3 football-player-size guys in a G seat. and i would much rather climb up and lay flat on the luggage storage. the window seat is pretty cool, because you will get an extra 2 inches between your armrest and the wall, plus the total control over the opening and shutting of the window shield. however, when it comes to times for restroom trip, you'll have to shamelessly pull the 2 drowsy neighbors of yours back to consciousness, in order to be excused. the corridor is not a bad choice actually, especially if you need frequent stretches. besides that you always get to survey the meals your neighbors are getting before determining yours. your flight on the corridor seat cannot be fully enjoyable unless you can put aside the tea or coffee that has stained your shirt permeantly when the attendant hands the drink to the shaky, old lady beside you...it's just my rambling, so don't take it too seriously, and enjoy your next flight!

speaking of 9-11... i remember growing up how my parents and everyone always said how they remember exactly where they were and what they were doing when JFK was shot... well i think ill always remember when i heard about 9-11. i was sleeping on a couch in 1701 classroom building waiting for my math class to start when some kid comes in and practically shouts that its WWIII. its kinda a bad feeling to be woken up by that. i then had to sit through class not knowing exactly what was going on and wondering if my brother was traveling for work or not. my next thought was of my best friend who ive known since we were 7 because she is an active duty marine. then i started to think about all the people in other parts of the world where terrorist attacks and bombings and mass murder are almost commonplace occurances. where one never knows if youll be going to work or riding the bus or walking down the street and some nutcase terrorist or some militant group or some army belonging to another country is going to attack. we hear about how our armed forces are helping poor innocent people all over the world who are being oppressed by there government yet this same armed forces are bombing the countries to kill the "bad" people and killing the same innocent people we are trying to help. who gave us the right to decide what is good and bad in another country... who gave us the right to rule other governments... who gave us the right to do any of the stuff the US has done to other countries. we are trying to help the people who cant help themselves but who says that our help is what they need or want. the US has so many problems with crime and drugs and immoral people... who are we to think we've got it all figured out adn we know whats best for the rest of the world. all right... ive rambled way too much adn probably dug myself into a hole here. so back to the 9-11 thing... anyone here read the star tribune comics.... theres a really nice one today about 9-11 tributes... its in heart of the city. i tried to find a link to it online but i cant find it. sorry.

Ummmm.....Tomorrow's FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, today's the memorial of the twin toweres and the pentagon terroist attacks. I remember when I first heard about it I thought it was a joke. Somebody had turned on the T.V. and some guy was on there talking about he saw people falling out of the sky. Then I found out what it was. That was a really sad day, esp. when they started showing on the news the people actually hanging on to the end of the buildings from like the top floors and falling, and there was nothing anybody could do to save them. I think that was one of the saddest moments of my life. And then to think of all the people who got burned to death, and the ones who suffacated under all the debris because people didnt find them in time, that was a really sad . On a lighter note, this week went by really fast, I hope it goes by this fast until Christmas break, because I need a vacation!!! I tired of school already. To much walking! Multiculturalism(hope i spelled that right) is the class topic, I guess, or it was at our last class. I dont really have to much to say about it. The only thing i'm mad about is that the university stresses that it is just this big diverse place, and then when i get here, i feel like i have to go to a multicultural meeting of some sort, specifically for minorities just to see somebody other than white. I'm glad the University is attempting to work on it, but I dont think that they should advertise it as such, if its not. But that's just my opinion.

My first week of college was very hectic, it all starts out with me boarding the metro transit bus before it even gets light outside and spending an hour in transit every morning. Not to say that i don't like the metro transit system, but it can make you feel very unsafe and can also be very unreliable. My first bad experience came from me not making all of my connecting busses on the first day that i went to school, the entire day was going well even though i was still in awe of how one teacher can lecture to over 500 people in my two classes, and after all of my classes get done i usually get way to much excercize and end up walking the four miles to my bf's house, and when it was time for me to leave he drove me up to my bus stop and i called the metro transit people and made sure again that i was in the right spot, and that my bus was still coming and he reassured me that everything was ok, well when the bus didn't come i called again and the lady that i talked to was in awe about how wrong he could be and told me that it was too late and there was no way that i could get home, and so there i was sitting in the middle of downtown, somewhere that is very unfamiliar to me, and i couldn't think of what to do, what i can't get home? how could that happen?, so i called my bf almost in tears and begged him to drive all the way back to champlin, so that i could try to explain how this happened to my parents, who were furious. I don't really like the metro transit system anymore and i hate the many hours a day that i have to spend on the bus going all that way to downtown in the heart of rush hour. But i guess everyones got to deal and the rewards of college are far more than the bussing system.

When you think about it, particularity at the u of m, that almost every kid attending the school is trying to get onto an athletic team or to belong to some sort of club, athletic teams are only looking for the strongest, most efficient athletes that can benefit their team, well every person who tries out for an activity isn't going to be the best, and even the best are never the best, there is always someone better. Skateboard, snowboarding, wakebording and many other extreme sports are becoming increasingly popular because it isn't about how good you are and whether you can make a team but it is all about your attitude, style and devotion to the sport. If you go to a skatepark you can see professionals and sponsored riders skating side by side, but lets say on the foot ball team, the varsity squad and the freshmen team are never practicing together. Skateboarding and other extreme sports offer another way to do something to take up your time and challenge yourself with and to also have a sense of belonging to a certain group, in school there is always the cliches and the "skater" cliche is all of a sudden in my eyes becoming the fastest growing andmost popular. Skateboarding offers a new challenge for kids, that isn't very easy, it takes time and dedication to reach the goal of becoming sponsored or to land that awesome trick that you've been dying to impress everyone with. School sports are loosing their momentum with the up and coming generation and kids are finding a new passion and a new challenge

This is a post for regarding Sarah's about her first weekend experience in college. First of all, Sarah that's really cool that you handled the situation so calmly, I know I probably would've been pretty worked up and started to rant and rave. I liked your comment on how it is dangerous to live life thinking that your way is the only right way there is. I was a commencement speaker at my graduation ceremony this past May and was really nervous because I didn't feel like I had anything worth saying to all the people that would be sitting in front of me. I was also nervous about it because I wasn't really sure how I felt about all the people that influenced me in my school, it's small and narrow minded and I didn't know if I could go up in front of all these people and give a traditional speech about how "great school was for me, thanks to all my teachers and everyone, Northwestern did great things for me....blah blah blah." because I didn't feel that way at all. I left to go to school down here for a reason, and I didn't want to compliment them for nothing. Anyways, I decided that I would go up and speak about how my experiences at my high school made me want to learn more about the world, because they did, I wanted to be anywhere else in the world. Back to the point, I ended my speech with, "We need to know there is more than one religion in the world, more than one skin color, more than one right answer." It was the one thing I wanted everyone in that gym to hear that night, if they missed everything else I said. Sarah, I'm glad you could walk away from your experience and laugh, because I know I didn't. Religion is a touchy subject, I would never try to force my own beliefs on someone else and am really surprised at the boldness those two boys approached you with. There really isn't a 'wrong' religion, as long as someone has beliefs and values that help them through hard times and push them to be better people and help others, isn't that good enough? Why try to make someone else feel that their beliefs are wrong or inferior? So, that's good that you stood your ground and didn't let those boys get to you, you're a better person because of it! A reading suggestion for anyone of any religion- The Poisonwood Bible. It's an awesome book, I'm not a very religious person, I have my beliefs and I just stick with that, but it really opened up my eyes to all the different religions and made me realize there is no superior religion, no right answer. Even if you don't have beliefs of any sort and dont care to, it's still a great book to read and will teach you so much and help you become a more understanding and sincere person. Wow this is way to long, sorry everyone......

My very first weekend of my college career, what a memory! I was so excited to be hanging out with some cool older friends that I had worked with this summer at my Jewish summer camp. While walking down the street with my friend Elana, we were stopped by these two boys. The boys approached us in a manner that I would have simply ignored and continued on my way. Elana, on the other hand, decided that it would be interesting to find out what they were up to.

His first words were, "Jesus is our savior. He died for us." Please note the Elana and I had just come from Friday night services at Hillel, the Jewish organization on campuses across the country. Also, the Elana is planning on going to Rabbinical school after she majors in Jewish Studies. So, Elana starts in by saying, "No, I don't think that's the case." And the boy that initially stopped us continues to say that we are all born sinners and that we must work hard in life to get to heaven.

The conversation never grew tense and it never got loud. We all just stood around on the streets of Dinkytown conversing about our two very different religions. This argument continued to banter back and forth until the boy decided, "Let's just all pray together." However, this comment got a little too wierd on us and we decided to leave on the note. We said our goodbyes and explained to them how dangerous it is to live life thinking that your way is the only right way there is.

Walking away from the scene, Elana and I laughed at the chances of these boys stopping and trying to convince two quite religious girls that their views were the only way to believe. As random as the experience was, it is one that will always be remembered by my very first weekend experience in college.

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

I try to see Jamaica's viewpoint, though it is so very hard from my western life.
I've been in a Central American country, and I could feel the condemning eyes of the natives. It makes sense why they would hate the tourists. We walk around the world as if we own all of it and everything should bow to our culture and our ways. This I think is the reason why we are facing difficulties especially in the Middle East and broadly, all over the world.
Are we really the enemies?
We have aided many countries developing and not in the past. We try to bring them up to our standards and that may be the problem.
Had we not done what we have done, would those contemptuous cultures have progressed as far as they have now?
Maybe they wouldn't have, though we don't know. Time is unfortunately a one-way street.
I am just rambling now I realize. If some point I want to make with all of my rantings, it is that maybe, probably, yes, obviously what we have done to cultures we have chauvinistically called "inferior" was wrong. The damage may be great and mere money cannot repair it. Perhaps I suggest, we finally allow these people their long owed cultural freedom. If everyone was just like an American, the world would be horribly boring.
Bringing this back to the more relevant topic of Jamaica, she has every right to be upset with how her people have been treated. She could do well to leave past aggressions past and to write her compelling stories for the purpose of improving the future. That is my only complaint of the essay. Otherwise... A fun read....

Hey, I encourage everyone to comment underneath Kait's "Who are your favorite authors" post.

Also, feel free to respond to your classmates' posts in your posts too, as long as you're courteous about it.

Another suggestion: Try to find web sites about Jamaica Kincaid, the author of A Small Place. How is her life experience informing the view she's expressing in A Small Place?

I agree with Will that Antigua may not have sustained herself well if the Americans or Europeans have never reach there. Same cases happen everywhere on earth. South Africa, my favorite travelling spot, it's just so beautiful itself that none of the artificial consturction seem to match up. But who would know it if there was never a British ministry. And I am sure that there are many places in Africa that has the potential as S.A. to become a paradise, so was it a luck or a misfortune to become a colony? I can understand the anger original residents have toward colonists, because of the colonist's power to take over their land, the wealth that the colonist process, and most of all, the shame of being ruled over in their own land by a bunch of foriegners. I think it's reasonable for Jamica to blame the colonist to abandon and corrupt Antigua, but if you think about it, though, why do powerful countries want a colony? Often I believe it's more like a rich man seeking an affair, just cus he can afford. He dresses her well and gives her good money to make her think that she really belongs to him. Well, she is! To everyone's eyes too. But to the man, only the woman at home can be his wife. So what can we say if that man beats her up and one day, decides to never see her again?? The man is definitely a jerk, but who care!!

After reading the intro of our course package, I really can't wait to see what the authors have to teach us! United States is the forth country I have lived in so far (others were China, HongKong, and England) and I still have hard time believing how multiculturism could survive,since there is always a tendency for people to reject and humiliate things outside their knowledge. And no offense, I find this extremely typical for Americans. I once read an article about putting muticulturism into the US education system, and the definition for muticulturism they gave there was that it is not just an added course or a curriculum, but a change in every curriculums. The point of it is to teach kids when they are young how different cultures and religions look at things such as science, arts, social studies, etc. The hope of these experts is for the students to learn from the drawbacks and advantages of the mutiple perspectives they have studied from. Of course, after these new idea was published, there are numerous objecting voices all over. I am one of them. I know I am not a very tranditional Chinese, because I have tried too hard blending into the cultures that are new to me, but I am glad that I got to grow up in China and Hong Kong area and went to school there. So I have a clearer view of what Chinese culture is like and know where my origin is, before I the other cultures shape me into who I am now. to me, multiculturism is more like a door, or an excuse for people to open up their minds to accept what their culture lacks.

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

"curiosity killed the cat"
good thing im not a cat... just wondering what you guys favorite authors are. feel free to reply to this with a comment or to ignore it. clancy, if this falls under something that goes against what the blog was set up for just let me know. thanx.
ill start with anne rice, anne bishop, walter farley, chiam potok, poppy z brite, daniel quinn, the guys that write the left behind series, j.k. rowling, c.s. lewis, j.r.r. tolkien, and anyone that makes me think without hurting my brain too much

i read the "A Small Place" and im not entirely sure what i think about it. For the most part it was pretty well written and it is very clear that the author feels very strongly abotu what happened to Antigua, yet i think that in many places she lets her anger and emotion overcome her writing and she loses credibilty and respect from me (the reader). i can certainly understand this happening when writing about something you are very closely affected by, such as your home, but i also feel that as an author one should re-read and revise works until they are at there possible best form. maybe this is what the author feels is the best possible form... maybe she wanted to leave the blind anger in, but personally i would take her writing and "moral of the story" a bit better if she was in slightly more control of her feelings. i think she could have written more effectively and still left plenty of anger in but still come across better. maybe not though. ok im rambling and probably not making any sense. another note: there are a few parts of the story where the authors style of writing reminded me of Chiam Potok's writing style. short, to the point sentences that dont always flow together super smoothly. i think it can be a very neat style of writing that can be very effective if used properly. if used improperly, it can be a distraction though. i guess ive rambled enough. sorry for any grammatical errors or typos... i dont proofread things like this

hey... i tried to make a comment but i seem to not be able to. there is a spot to fill out name, etc but where it says "comment" there is no spot to write in. grrrrr! i hate computers!!!! (climb off soapbox now)

Maybe this will work...

I read most of the required reading for A Small Place for tomorrow and have some conflicting thoughts. On the one hand I understand the authors view that Antigua was once a beautiful place before it became a commercial hotspot for tourist. Before European and American influences corrupted the tiny island and its government. To me it sounds like Jamiaca wishes no outside influence had ever come upon the island. I agree and disagree with the viewpoint. Its sad the island has been corrupted but how well could the island have sustained itself? I'm sure European and American influences aren't the sole reason for Antigua's faults. Alright I'm rambling.

Here's a short story for anyone who may be interested. The content is slightly violent yes, but it's the best I can do...

Down plummets the axe!
Buried deep within her form it is. I retrieve and lift the blade above my head for another swing.
Down plummets the axe!
All my strength I expend in every stroke, insuring each will be a meaningful stroke driving deeper and deeper into her heart. I lift the axe again. Again swinging, again imbueing the handle and its lethal attachment with all my force, all my will, all my love.
Down plummets the axe!
Eating into the deepest depths of her I hold so dear, so necessary to me. It pains me somewhat to feel small pieces of her fly after the initial impact of the axe, splattering my face, my coat, and my pants.
She is warm I can feel. Outside in the cold I can feel the heat from her pieces as they assult my face.
I continue to attack her lifeless, stiff form for perhaps a half hour until my arms are spent, my hands callused and my back aching.
Finishing my messy work I drop the axe to the ground and lean on the handle catching my breath. I take off my hat and wipe my brow to remove my sweat, leaving a thin residue on my coat sleeve to freeze in the frigid winter air. I collect then my wits and the nicely split wood on the ground and stagger slowly, burdened by the weight, into the house to burn and warm my precious, beloved wife and I.

Hey, Paul, I know there's been lots of debate about censorship of sites you guys can access in the library. That would be a suitable topic for a research paper, if you decided to take an interest in it. :-)

And Alycen, you bring up important issues of multiculturalism here at the university, in terms of communities one can join. I'll bring that up in class tomorrow; it's germane to the theme of our class, for sure. Don't forget that you can comment on your classmates' posts (and I strongly encourage you to!). Just click on the "Comments by Squawkbox.tv" link below each post. Commenting on others' posts is a big part of blog participation. If a post has no comments, you'll see "no comments yet," and if there is one comment, you'll see "comment." If two or more comments have been made on the post, you'll see "Comments(2)" or whatever the number is.

I just finished reading the selection we were assigned from the packets we have. It was all pretty interesting, outlining what would be talked about and what we should get out of it as a class. I was really interested when race was talked about. I'm a very firm believer that race should never be an issue in any situation and that everyone is equal; there is no superior race. When I moved down here ( I'm from northern Wisconsin at the very tip of Lake Superior) I had never encountered a racial issue. And now I see it every day. At my high school I never heard a racial remark made to anyone, we always had groups of friends with many different racial backgrounds ranging from European to Asian, African to Mexican and so on. I've always liked/disliked someone for who they are as far as their personality and views on things. As soon as I got down here, I don't notice those mixes as much. I do notice all of the 'communities' you can join though. I find it mind boggling. I thought we were trying as a nation to break down barriers between races, and now I see all of these groups and clubs I can't join because I'm not a certain race. The more we force ourselves into these groups for racial support, the more of a problem racism will be. I have yet to see a group or club I can join because I'm 'white', and if there was one I would not be in it, I dont feel the need to seperate myself from the rest of the world. I'm a human being, does it really matter what color I am? I am who I am because of where I grew up, the people who influenced me, and many other things, I really can't think of a time when my color has influenced who I am. Don't get me wrong, I'm proud of my Scandinavian background, but I don't let it determine who I am as a person or the people I associate with. Maybe the only reason I feel this way is because I haven't had to face any situations regarding this issue yet, if that's the case I'm sure I will learn a lot living with new people in a new and different environment. It would be nice to hear some others' views on this, I want to put myself in someone else's shoes and see what issues others have faced. I'm from a very small town and graduated with only 80 students. I haven't been exposed to much and after 18 years, I feel like I'm finally getting out of the woods (that's all we have where I live.) I haven't really had a chance to experience the 'real world' yet and now I'm getting a taste of it every day now that I'm living here. I hope it will make me a more understanding person and open up my mind to new ideas and ways of looking at things.

Monday, September 08, 2003

All Kiosks should be formatted equally!
There is a great problem with the internet kiosks in the U. Perhaps rhetoric students have noticed this: If you log onto this Blogger website from certain kiosks, you will be unable to post. On other kiosks you will be unable to access this site entirely.
I'm wondering if I am simply crazy, or if I stand alone in saying that our kiosks could be improved.
Also, to rant and complain more... The computers in the libraries are restrictive as to what sites (though relevant to education here at the U.) may be accessed.
If only I had more time and cared more about the situation I would formally complain. Tell me what you think.

After reading chapters one and two of our text, "Writing Arguments", the concept that seems most clear to me is that an argument is not a fight. Arguments shouldn't be feared or avoided. They are just a means of finding the best possibe solution to a problem. This concept or way of looking at arguments is new to me. I usually tend to avoid arguments with people, especially my mom. When I used to think of argument, I would think of a fight or tension between two or more individuals. Sometimes you come across people who tend to take arguments a step up into a quarrel and lie or disagree just to disagree and that's why I sometimes avoid arguments. After this class is done I think i will be more inclined to argue with people and state my views.
The concept that i think could be a little tricky is whether an argument is explicit of implicit. The reason i believe this is that i think there could be a gray area between the two. There might be times when you are not sure whether the argument is totally implicit or explicit. I may be wrong.
I think i have a pretty good overall grasp on the concepts in the readings and what we are trying to accomplish in the start of this class.

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