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Hello friends! go to C202 on Tuesday may 9th at 7 pm for a paying for college presentation, its very comprehensive. :) BE THERE! >:0
"welcome to Neuqua Connections,
today's guest is activist leader Andy Thayer..." Andy was awesome! the talk show went so well that we used up TWICE the allowed time for the talk show because the people in the control room (the director, switcher, music person) wanted to know more :), i was nervouse it wouldnt work out or I would mess up, I have new respect for talk show hosts.
"THE BEST WAY TO STAND UP FOR OUR FIRST AMENDMENT RIGHTS IS TO USE THEM!"
Andy works in a civil rights law firm as
an office manager and is an activist leader and cofounder of LGBT liberation in Chicago and Coalition against war and racism. THere is still alot more racism going on than i thought :( and much more than most people realize, or want to realize. on the way home from school yesterday, i passed by a group of girls on my bike, they were probably fifth or sixth graders and one of them called out "I KNOW YOU!" so i turned around to say hi, but then she said "hey! Your CHINEEESE ! Or Korean! ChOUMINGCHUNGJUNG!" in this very mocking sort of way, as if it was bad to be asian? I yelled at them and fought off the urge to beat them up but I think it bothered me more than it should of considering their age. or maybe it WAS thier age that bothered me; it brought back memories that probably should be gone by now. many of the kids I knew as an elementary and middle school student were the same, unaccepting of differences, i was treated like crap because i had a strange name. People always say that kids are the innocent ones and they learn discrimination from thier parents, but they also learn it from each other. Is there some deep human condition or instinct that tells us that we must not make ourselves out to be the 'odd ones out' and that one of the ways to do that is to join in with the jeering and name calling? I know that most of us have been on the other side of the pushing, shoving, and name calling, and that has contributed to how we got together; we were floaters, like lonely cereal peices in a bowl of stark and colorless milk that gets stuck to each other by some inexplicable force.
Hello friends! go to C202 on Tuesday may 9th at 7 pm for a paying for college presentation, its very comprehensive. :) BE THERE! >:0
"welcome to Neuqua Connections,
today's guest is activist leader Andy Thayer..." Andy was awesome! the talk show went so well that we used up TWICE the allowed time for the talk show because the people in the control room (the director, switcher, music person) wanted to know more :), i was nervouse it wouldnt work out or I would mess up, I have new respect for talk show hosts.
"THE BEST WAY TO STAND UP FOR OUR FIRST AMENDMENT RIGHTS IS TO USE THEM!"
Andy works in a civil rights law firm as
an office manager and is an activist leader and cofounder of LGBT liberation in Chicago and Coalition against war and racism. THere is still alot more racism going on than i thought :( and much more than most people realize, or want to realize. on the way home from school yesterday, i passed by a group of girls on my bike, they were probably fifth or sixth graders and one of them called out "I KNOW YOU!" so i turned around to say hi, but then she said "hey! Your CHINEEESE ! Or Korean! ChOUMINGCHUNGJUNG!" in this very mocking sort of way, as if it was bad to be asian? I yelled at them and fought off the urge to beat them up but I think it bothered me more than it should of considering their age. or maybe it WAS thier age that bothered me; it brought back memories that probably should be gone by now. many of the kids I knew as an elementary and middle school student were the same, unaccepting of differences, i was treated like crap because i had a strange name. People always say that kids are the innocent ones and they learn discrimination from thier parents, but they also learn it from each other. Is there some deep human condition or instinct that tells us that we must not make ourselves out to be the 'odd ones out' and that one of the ways to do that is to join in with the jeering and name calling? I know that most of us have been on the other side of the pushing, shoving, and name calling, and that has contributed to how we got together; we were floaters, like lonely cereal peices in a bowl of stark and colorless milk that gets stuck to each other by some inexplicable force.