Sunday, September 15, 2013
Scripps Initiates Partnership with D.C.'s Center for Strategic and International Studies
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
International Investigative Reporter Simon Kruse Rasmussen to Visit Scripps
Monday, August 26, 2013
Winter Break Study Abroad: Media, Society and Governance in Ghana
- Travel around Ghana to Accra, Cape Coast, Kumasi, Tamale, Manpong, and other sites
- Visit to Centre for Scientific Research into Plant Medicine and interview traditional healers
- Tour of Kakum Forest Park (Canopy Walkway)
- Tour of Elmina Castle
- Visit and interview Regional Governor and Asantehene, King of Ashanti
- Visit to Tamale Centre for National Culture and Tamale market
- Produce documentary in Kumasi
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Goodbye Athens!
By Gunjidmaa Gongor (Mongolia)
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
I'll watch your back.
By Sharon Wilson ( Malaysia)
It's the last hotel and the last days of the SUSI programme. Im feeling a little melancholic and i have an unusual feeling of loss. Why so? because for the past six weeks ive had experience living with different roommates, had dinner with almost everyone ( because as a Malaysian, food always brought people together and the breaking of bread is an important element in creating a bond), shot pool with some and shared some deep 3am chats with others.Some I can share on this blog others i will take to grave.
Everyone with a different disposition. Some happy and cheery others quiet and contemplative with some snoring thrown in. No matter what the situation, it was always the need to tolerate and to take some time to understand and learn about the other person.
Over the past six weeks I have learnt to appreciate the different cultures, laughed at the crazy antics of some and given my shoulder to a couple of heavy burdens. It's impossible to learn about a person in six weeks they say but when you live 44 days and an average of eight hours a day with 15 people, you start seeing the real person. After a while, when everything is stripped off, you see the true self of the person and you either appreciate them or you don't. Because of the lack of a constant 'variable' in ones life, you form a new 'variable'. A support group of some kind.
And throughout this,that support group becomes a part of routine and eventually an extended family.people whom you can count on and trust...goodbye my friends.my family.you accepted me and made me a better person and a blessing to me. Terima kasih sehingga jumpa lagi ( thank you, till we meet again).
"See you" to 15 countries and "I have a dream"
By Seymur Kazimov (Azerbaijan)
I am not Martin Luther King, Jr. But I have a dream. I will back to my dream later.
I am 29. I know, it is not a big life experience, there are some professors, they work experience more than my life age. But my short 29 years full of with contrasts. I was citizen of the most biggest country of the world-USSR, and everybody knew this country. Now, I am citizen one of the most smallest country in the world-Azerbaijan, and not all people know about it. It is my first contrast.
Azerbaijan is an oil and gas country, and this word means the "Land of fire". The capital of my motherland is Baku, and it means, "windy city". As you see, fire and wind, contradict each other... it is my second contrast.
In my county teacher the most respectable profession. When we are talking about teacher, it means we are talking about God. But unprofessional behavior of some teachers disrepute to the professional. At the same time salary of this profession doesn't reflect respect ness. It is third contrast.
I can prolong this list, but do not want to annoy you, but I am going to share my last contrast. I have travelled a lot, perhaps 15 countries, but I have never had 15 foreign friends..... now I have, and I am very proud of it. Hope, you are also consider me as your part.
I do not like to give or write sensitive speeches, make tears, whatever. I have a dream, I want you all be happy, because I am very happy, when you are all happy. Life is a strange, 3 months ago I did not know that I would come to US and met you, so, everything is possible.
So...
abar dekha hobe, Shabnam,
milte hain, Anand,
nos vemos, Beatriz,
illa likaa, Sleiman,
nos vemos, Fernando,
nos vemos, Consuelo,
daara uulzaya, Gunjidmaa,
ate logo, Egidio,
sehingga kita jumpa lagi, Sharon,
tizaonana, Carol,
per curan, Antonio,
do pobachennya, Yuriy,
feri vetaula, Eak,
korushobuz, Gulnura,
sizabonana, Sibongile.
Sunday, August 11, 2013
The First Amendment in a totally new light
Without question, the most meaningful, memorable and educational session for me was the First Amendment Center Plenary Panel ‘Freedom Sings’ presentation. I have attended a number of conferences but never have I come across any session like this one.
Freedom Sings: Music Censorship, Social
Change and the first Amendment was a unique and interesting session that featured
an all-star live band. The performance featured music that had been banned,
censored or had sounded a call for social change at some point in American
history. It therefore invited its audience to take a fresh look at the First
Amendment, popular
music and freedom of speech. The First
Amendment gives Americans the right to free speech, press, religion, assembly
and the right to petition. I found the plenary presentation to be a fantastic,
eye opening show that told the story of how the American government has
attempted to limit free speech. The presentation focused on gender equality,
sex and drugs.Saturday, August 10, 2013
The good comes with the bad
by Beatriz Lovo Reichmann
It has always been astonishing to me how, throughout history, human beings find and seek creative and brutal ways of destroying, punishing, torturing each other. So many wars, which, in the name of God, for the sake of pride, in the search for national security, border protection or the need for power have covered our lands with blood, pain and disgrace.
However, it is even more impressive how, in every war, during any fight, there have always been individuals willing to risk their lives for the sake of others, many times, complete strangers, in the search for justice, for the belief of that which is right.
From slavery in the U.S., to civil wars and turmoil all over the world ; from two World Wars to the Civil Rights Movement; from the fight against tyrannical governments in Latin America, to genocide in Rwanda, Croatia...its endless.
I have had a closer look of these special individuals and moments in history. During my stay in the U.S. I visited a cemetery of freed people who escaped slavery through the Underground Railroad in the 1800s. A movement that put the "free" in harms way, but who still refused to be bystanders in the face of inhumanity and injustice.
It made me think about people like Paul Rusesabagina, a Rwandan hotel manager who, during the genocide in the 1990s, hid and protected 1268 people when he could have chosen to protect only his own family. Or Irena Sendler, a polish woman who risked her life to save more than 2,500 children from occupied Warsaw during WWII. I think of Henry Dunant, who, concerned with the inhumanities of war after the Battle of Solferino, in Italy, began efforts that culminated in the creation of the Red Cross, now an international organization that aids those in need, during peace or war, without distinctions of ideology, race, language, religion or citizenship. I think about Angel, a police officer from Madrid who, only a few days ago, was unwilling to observe how a 41 year old man be run- over by the subway, risked his life, threw himself to the tracks and rescued a complete stranger.
We all carry with us our own wars and our own turmoil. But we must not forget that there is always someone in greater need, in greater pain. And we can choose to look the other way, because we all have lives to live, families to care for, problems to solve...or we can choose to be the heroes in someone else's story, just once, even for a moment.
Thursday, August 8, 2013
In Education We Trust
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
For the love of dogs
Living in the US for the past one month
has made me realise just how much love a human being can have for one animal –
a dog!!! Almost every person I have encountered during my stay (and I certainly
have met lots of people) has told me about their dog (or dogs). Even in the
instances where a person did not have a dog, the conversation somehow and somewhere
along the line drifted to dog talk.











