Xenophobia

One of the best things about college is that it brings together people from different areas. While some institutions are more diverse, either in geographic or ethnic representation, each school is a melting pot to some degree. Students learn about each other’s cultures’ traditions, dialects, and slang terms. And sometimes they’re critical or subtly xenophobic about…

K.

Here’s the second A-Z Challenge guest blogger. Welcome Amanda from Amanda Under Construction!  It’s said in response to long meaningful messages, when the sender isn’t sure of what to say or is annoyed/bothered by the recipient. It’s sent when the sender is indifferent towards the recipient. It’s used when the sender is angry and unwilling to compromise. We…

The Better Way To Learn

“It’s a miracle that curiosity survives formal education.” -Albert Einstein Some people absorb a lot of information from reading textbooks and listening to lectures. And I’ll admit, I’m capable of learning using those methods. But hands-on application is my JAM.  For my audiology class, we’re learning about hearing screenings and audiometry to diagnose hearing loss. The…

The Trouble With Bright Girls

Women face a variety of external struggles in the workplace–undermining comments from chauvinistic bosses, dress codes based on women’s modesty, sexual harassment, fighting for equal pay and maternity leave, the “mommy track,” underrepresentation in STEM fields–but bright women face an additional internal struggle that starts from a young age. Psychologist Carol Dweck conducted a study of…

Finally, An Answer

It’s been a long time since I’ve been asked, “What’d you learn in school today, Sabina?”  It’s a question that I don’t think should disappear as we age into high school and college. We should always be sharing things we’ve learned, discussing their implications, thinking critically about their importance or lack thereof. Today in my Basic…

My Spanish Namesake

There I was, minding my own business (and by that I mean blatantly staring at every person walking by) while having a late lunch in Sevilla. The sun had finally descended behind the restaurant, and for the first time that day the plaza was comfortably warm instead of exhaustingly sweltering. I took a sip of…

I Am A Tourist

Tourist. Usually the word comes from our mouths in a nasty tone, more spat than spoken. We look down on the people who aren’t assimilated into our own cultures, who represent elsewheres instead of heres. Yet being a tourist isn’t a bad thing. It means you are willing to admit your lack of knowledge about…