Month: February 2012

Here’s a short and sweet one I keep telling myself over the last few years:

“If the world were to end tomorrow, I would want to say ‘at least I did my best,’ not ‘I wish I’d tried harder.”

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I have a habit of reading most of the notices on the walls at UBC. I’m one of those strange students that stand in front of notice boards for 5 minutes at a time reading every poster or announcement or newspaper clipping. One time, on the door of a professor’s office in my faculty, I read a story. Here’s the version from my memory:

A huge fire started in the forest. All the animals were afraid. It was so big that it seemed like the whole forest would be engulfed in its flames sooner or later. Nobody knew what to do.

While everyone was staring at the flames helplessly, overwhelmed by their helplessness, a tiny bird flew back from the far away lake with a beak full of water. The tiny bird deposited the tiny stream of water onto the flames. The flames flickered, only to burn even more brightly. The tiny bird flew back in the direction of the lake. She returned with yet another beak-full of water, heading towards the fire. After half a day of this back and forth, the flames seemed to reach even higher into the sky.

A wave of discussion swept through all the other animals. How stupid! How noble! How useless! How amazing!

Unable to contain their curiosity, giraffe finally stretched his neck and asked tiny bird, “What are you doing?”

“Putting out the fire, of course,” replied tiny bird matter-of-factly.

“But, is there any use?” inquired a perplexed giraffe.

“I don’t know, but at least I’m trying the only way I can,” tiny bird offered.

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The story ends, with nobody knowing the ending.

I was profiled on Sustainable Cities International’s website as one of their youth interns, as part of their United Nations International Youth Day celebrations. Thank you SCI!

In October 2011, I was one of the primary speakers at a conference – Food for All: A Conference on Poverty and Global Food Security – at UBC.

It was an amazing day filled with energy and inspiring people making a difference for our food security. I shared my experiences working as an urban agriculture project officer in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania with Sustainable Cities International.

The conference organizers promised to have videos of our talks out soon. I will post an update once it is out.

Thank you to everyone who came to the conference and the wonderful organizers who made it possible!

I was featured in my faculty‘s annual report last year!

I was reading a short, interesting article about Filipina Immigrant Girls’ Lived Experience in Japan. Then I realised I was most interested in the mentioning of (emphasis mine):

“Most scholars focus on how immigrant youth are victimized by an assimilationist-oriented education system…But this focus allows only a small glimpse of their lived experience.

Yes, these teenage Filipino youth often struggle in their new homes and schools. Yet, a broader view of their experience reveals their human agency, possibilities, and how they personally navigate difficult and unequal structures. For example, Filipina teenage girls often gather at places such as Internet cafes, fast food restaurants, malls, Karaoke bars, or streets and use hybrid languages – a mix of Tagalog/English/Japanese… Activities in these spaces, which are themselves informally created by and for these Filipina youth, reveal their ability to navigate structural inequalities and to create a sense of belonging in a foreign environment.

Since the 1970s, educators, policy makers, and administrators in Japan have struggled to provide adequate support to help immigrant students thrive. But the kind of support that immigrant students themselves seek is most visible beyond the school and education system. Learning from these unstructured public spaces that are meaningful to youth would allow us to explore their potential as agents of social change and to expand the discourse about immigrant youth in Japan.”

Unstructured public spaces are essential in any living environment, whether it’s for the meetings held under large trees in the villages of Uganda or socializing on the pedestrian area near the harbour in Hong Kong. These spaces provide a sense of community to anybody who joins. It is the structure of the environment that facilitates these interactions. Sure, if there were no good public spaces, people would still meet because they need to, but it would not be the same experience. If you’ve ever compared a class discussion in a room where everyone had to face forward versus facing each other in a circle, you would understand how important space and orientation is for facilitating interaction. If there were no good public spaces, such meetings would be exclusive (you can’t join unless you knew the low down), out of sight (and therefore doesn’t exist), and out of mind (you never knew or cared about specific groups of people meeting).

Reflecting on a blog post on the perception of space in Dar es Salaam I wrote for Sustainable Cities International, I’m again reminded about how important public spaces are, especially multipurpose, inclusive, pedestrian-oriented spaces. It also saddens me that meeting people in public spaces isn’t really acceptable in the cultural norm of Hong Kong. Strangers rarely talk to each other if they are not introduced by a common acquaintance. Some Hong Kong residents I know actually dislike that the immigrant population (usually Filipina or Indonesian) “occupy” certain public spaces on the weekends for very large gatherings. The local Hong Kongers sometimes feel that the music is loud, the dancing strange, and are probably unconsciously uncomfortable about so many people speaking in languages which they don’t understand.

I’m happy these places are central and visible. I’m happy these places provide an informal support network that can’t be replaced, especially when you’re living abroad.

You know how sometimes you’ve been told a certain teaching or experience, yet you don’t really understand until one day you were put into a similar situation? Or sometimes you thought you understood something intellectually or ‘rationally,’ yet it doesn’t really resonate within you until you’ve actually experienced it? I think those are called life lessons.

No matter how much you are willing to try to listen or to rationalize or to emphasize, you have to be in someone’s shoes (a few sizes smaller or bigger) to truly understand.

At the same time, the ability to imagine, and thus identify with, is truly invaluable and irreplaceable. As J.K. Rowling eloquently explained in this lecture.

I want to develop both of these abilities: to Understand and to Imagine.

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One small, but powerful, lesson I am learning over the short time I’ve spent abroad is that people are people.

From the surface, it seems simple. We all (generally) have features that we identify as humans – a brain, our DNA, emotions, or tendencies to socialize.

Yet, it’s surprisingly easy to forget this simple truth when faced with unfamiliar cultures or situations. It’s surprisingly easy to lump everyone different into categories and then stereotype them as “irrational” or “unable to understand.” At least it takes less effort than digging deep into their stories, their worldview, and our own hypocrisies.

It takes significantly more will power to remember that people are people, and will always behave according to our basic ‘human-ness’ and how our surroundings – the environment, the systems – shape us. Of course, there are outliers who behave differently despite of circumstance. In general, however, chanting the people are people mantra, and refusing to buy into the “irrationality of the other,” will help us communicate better with the world. (After all, we’re all irrational at one time or another.)

Navigating the world as if everything is new and yet un-categorized will take a lot more energy. It’s worth it, though, in my humble opinion.

Here’s a pick-me-up post:

Reminder why I want to work in something meaningful, big or small:

http://blogs.landfood.ubc.ca/tiffanyt/2011/05/08/706/

And something a friend mentioned recently:

“Things are going tough, but I’m tougher.”

It’s good to look back at what I’ve posted in the past to remind myself why I chose the way I live.