Category Archives: Recreation

International Week: Festiva

Tonight sees the end of a week of international festivities. Although school clashed with most of the events, I did manage to make it to the grand finale today.

I trotted off to arrive at I. House at 4, as the ticket told me. It was cold and rainy. We had to wait in a line outside because they were running late. They didn’t start until 15 minutes later. This West Coast tardiness grates on my nerves. If classes and buses can stick to their timetables, then so can everything else. If you are unable to open your doors before 4:15, then say so. Don’t expect others to do the courtesy of showing up on time and then do them the disrespect of keeping your doors closed in their faces. It’s lucky I had my iPod with me; I went for a walk because I have no faith in time these days.

Everything else fared better. The food wasn’t spectacular, but really, what can one expect? And I am a picky eater. The initial performances in the Upper Lounge of I. House were good to watch and it’s great to while away your time by talking to friends (read: Angeli).

The final performance, however, was the grand highlight of the evening. It was fantastic. The performances were almost invariably of an excellent quality and I’m very glad to see such good showmanship. My favourite performance was this absolutely incredible display of Korean drumming. This was the opening act and I was completely taken up by it. The performers all had different kinds of drums, but they worked with similar rhythms and threw their whole bodies into the beat. It was long — wonderfully long — and I was often afraid that they would stop because then I wouldn’t be able to hear it anymore. I can hardly imagine how long it must have taken the group to practice. It was an absolutely amazing start to a great evening, well worth my $10.

The UBC Farm

Farming brings to mind the beginnings of human settlements. Ancient, in other words. “Common”. Waking up at 4 am. Hard work. Dirt. Lots of it.  And if, like me, you studied history at any point in your life, lots of half-starved, ignorant peasants.

In my mind, there were only two kinds of farms: the traditional, subsistence farms, and industrial ones.

One of the best things UBC has done for me is to have the UBC Farm. That was my first experience of learning outside the classroom, here. I went to visit it last August as part of my ASSIST (now Jump Start) orientation. For anyone who has ever thought like me, or who just wants a new experience, I really encourage you to go to the Farm.

It’s not in the least bit dirty or foul-smelling, two of my initial fears. The only animals there are chickens and they are very well-behaved. Legend has it that the manager of the farm knows all the chickens by their birthdates. The chickens are there to remove grubs; they’re an organic solution to pest problems. The entire Farm is organic and it’s wonderfully green in the summer.

There is also a Mayan garden, tragically called “Mayans in Exile”. It’s run by two Mayans who left their home. They talked to us about their history and their garden. It’s a grievous story, and you come to admire them so much.

We had different “stations” when we visited and had people talk not just about the Farm, but also of politics and the environment and all the wider issues. The manager, in particular, seems to be on top of everything. My complete ignorance on these topics made me realise how completely naive I was to think that farming isn’t as “intelligent” as other white-collar jobs. The only thing I was right about is that it takes a lot of hard work to be a good farmer — but so does everything. I learned more by going to the Farm than anything I’d learned in “class” at the orientation. Even now, none of my classes draw across so many disciplines to talk about real-world problems and possible solutions as the staff at the Farm did.

The UBC Farm is the only one of its kind in the city of Vancouver. In the summer, there are fresh-produce markets. There are volunteer programmes available, and educational classes for the young. Some courses at UBC are designed to include the hands-on experience and work that you can only get from going to a farm. It is very much a student-driven initiative to maintain the valuable experiences you get from going there, and it’s also a part of the community.

Were the UBC Farm to disappear, there will really be no other opportunity to create a new one again, yet that’s the very real possibility right now. Basically the university is considering to have housing built there. I don’t even know if it’s the university building housing there, or if they’re planning on selling it to a redevelopment company. Although I would like to have housing, I’m not willing to sacrifice the Farm for it.

Before you decide to go along with having housing built there, or even before you decide to side with me and keep the Farm, find out more about it yourself. Visit their website. Get in contact with Friends of the Farm. Most of all, go there in person. Go without expectations. It’s winter; I haven’t seen it and I daresay it’s not as green and lush as the height of summer. Don’t listen to my raving or you might be disappointed. I come from a very non-farming community and the only farms I’d been to before really were the subsistence onces I talk about with so much distaste. Go for a field trip. It’s definitely something different to do on a weekday.

In my dream world, there would be…

A literary festival. That is what I think we should have. A week in the year when authors and poets are invited to come and talk, complete, perhaps, with book signings and special deals at the Bookstore so people will be encouraged to buy. Invite professors to lecture on a topic.

An annual literary and art magazine, with a different theme each year, for students from all faculties to submit their creative work to, run by students who aren’t only from the English or Creative Writing departments.

The chance to potter about in my garden early in the morning before sitting down to write, then taking a break for lunch before starting in on academic research, to finish up with working with children for some charitable or non-profit organisation, and still get paid enough to live without financial worry.

My Term 2 Exam Schedule

It is my fate to remain at UBC until the last minute. This calls for some excellent planning and ingenuity in terms of making sure all my belongings are moved out of residence and into my brother’s home before I get kicked out.

Saturday 19th April: English 221 (3:30-6:00)
Monday 21st April: Anthropology 100 (3:30-6:00)
Tuesday 22nd April: Chinese 213 (8:30-11:00)
Thursday 24th April: English 222 (12:00-2:30)
Tuesday 29th April: English 223 (3:30-6:00)

I am not entirely sure how to feel about it, but! at least I don’t have two exams on the same day!

And congratulations to Genevieve for winning the Two Truths, One Lie game. Would you like a Nanaimo bar?

Two Truths, One Lie

I went to the Reading Week orientation and a group interview for UBC Orientations (which I am sworn to secrecy, by the way, but suffice to say I don’t think it went well).

Anyway, we played a game in both of them that I really like: Two Truths, One Lie. Basically you tell two truths and say one lie, and people have to guess which one is true, so let’s play it!

First person* who correctly guesses which of the statements below is the lie gets a cookie or other small snack of their choice:

1. I have never read King Lear.

2. I collect ornamental eggs, Faberge-style.

3. I got my first rabbit when I was twelve.

*Some people cannot play this game because they know me too well. This list composes of my friends from high school, but since none of them came, anyone at UBC will probably be able to do this. :)