Botstein vs Kleindienst

As a high school graduate, have you ever stopped to wonder what your life would’ve been like without high school at all? When you turned sixteen were you ready to go to college, find a job in the real world, or join the military? When you hit puberty, did you think that was all you were waiting for and you were ready to be an adult? It had never really crossed my mind until I read Leon Botstein’s “Let teenagers Try Adulthood,” where he expresses his intense feelings on abolishing high school all together.
Botstein proclaims, “High school students present and past have come forward with stories about cliques and the artificial intensity of a world defined by insiders and outsiders” (139). But Botstein needs to really look around. There are cliques in everyday life, not just high school. Yes, sometimes high school felt like a waste of time. And yes, sometimes we have all wished we could get out and move on with our life. But that is our immature behavior coming out because honestly, we would not be socially ready for the real world if we didn’t have these so-called “cliques.” If high school didn’t teach us anything else at all, it definitely at least taught us how to collectively act around one another. You remember all the drama, right? You remember the infamous girl on girl, he said, she said bit. How could you forget it? That’s high school in a nut shell. But that stupid, seemingly pointless at the time, no good drama is what taught us how to be social, civilized human beings around our peers. Sorry Botstein, but you can’t demonstrate that in books.
There are many young men and women in this country who mature physically early in life, but are obviously in the way they behave not matured emotionally or psychologically. Botstein differs, “Young people mature substantially earlier in the late 20th century than they did when the high school was invented. For example, the age of first menstruation has dropped at least two years since the beginning of this century” (140). He is actually using puberty as an argument in this situation. Well, there are many cases in which the body and mind do not grow at the same rate. Many of my friends from school began going through puberty long before I did, but were definitely not as mature as I at a younger age. Using the rate at which young men and women begin puberty as an argument in this situation is ludicrous. If Botstein wants to make a valid point in his beliefs, he should have better data to back it up.
Botstein makes another laughable comment in his text when he began writing about a certain age in which young Americans should be ready to open the door to reality. He declares, “At sixteen, young Americans are prepared to be taken seriously and to develop the motivations and interests that will serve them well in adult life. They need to enter a world where they are not in a lunchroom with only their peers” (141). While for the first time, I agree with Botstein in that some occasions by the age of sixteen young Americans should be taken more seriously to some degree. And I stress the “to some degree” statement. But he can’t put an age on to which all these young adults are ready to be set off into the real world. It’s just not realistic. I don’t see how he is to say that every young individual by a certain age should be prepared to do anything at all. How can Botstein put an age on any specific idea? We are individuals; therefore, we grow individually.
Although Botstein doesn’t have decent data and examples to back up his theory, I admire his notable efforts in interestingly stating his opinion. He makes his point loud and clear. He wants high school demolished, he believes by the time a young adult hits puberty they must be ready for the real world, and, finally, he assures his readers that sixteen is the proper respectable age for these kids to be let go. Summing up his ridiculous points in a short sentence, Botstein is obviously completely off-set. His theories are in no-way realistic today and possibly never in the future.

Simran Sethi

I went to Derryberry to listen to Simran Sethi speak about "Green For All: Environmental Equity.” I thought that Ms. Sethi’s presentation was very interesting. I was definitely one of the skeptical people who thought she was just going to complain about what people should do to save the environment but she did not do this at all. She made her presentation interesting and connected it to things that the audience could relate to. One of her slogans she kept repeating was reduce, reuse, recycle, and relate. The term “relate” really helped me realize if I did something such as use an energy saving light bulb this could help the cost of my electricity bill as well as save energy. I liked her idea of how if we all start informing people of these environmental friendly tips, we could really start saving the beauty of our planet. Simran Sethi is quite an amazing woman. She is proof that you can do accomplish whatever you want as long as you set your mind to it. Graduating from an all female university, I’m sure she had to endure criticism about how she would never be able to do anything more than just fight for women’s rights. Well, she does that and so much more.

The Clothesline Project

I went to the Clothesline project in the Tech Pride room on campus. I was one of many who were “bearing witness to violence against women.” There were white, yellow, beige, red, pink, orange, blue, green, purple, and lavender colored tee shirts each representing something different. The white represented women who have died because of violence; yellow or beige represented battered or assaulted women; red, pink, or orange were for survivors of rape and sexual assault; blue and green represented survivors of incest and sexual abuse; and purple and lavender represented women attacked because of their sexual orientation. The woman who participated decorated their colored shirt with whatever they felt described their situation or themselves. It was extremely saddening to me to see all of the different women who have been hurt in our community. I feel very proud of those who participated, though, because I can only imagine how extremely difficult it must’ve been.

College Spring Break aka Time to Party!!!

March is rough month for a college student. The first week is about cracking down on those study skills with four to five midterms, depending on your class schedule, all crammed into one week. The next week is Spring Break. Here you would think you’d finally get an opportunity to lie out on the beach, soak up the sun, and relax. If you actually went to the beach to try to do just this, you would realize it’s almost impossible! A college spring break really means a break from classes so nothing will get in the way so you can party all day and night long! Florida during college spring break is like a mad house. People are running around completely intoxicated, half naked and usually doing things they will later regret. I may seem bias against this so called “break” we have from school, but I want to reassure you that I am all for breaks from school! But this, this is not a break. This is the complete opposite of a break! This takes more energy than an entire semester of a full-time schedule in college! Then, you have the third week of March. This is the week you come back to school, and go into culture shock from your own culture! Your sleeping schedule is all off, and you have to go back to your original schedule. You end up getting absolutely nothing accomplished at all that week. Finally, there’s the last week of March: the week you finally get your life back in order. And from all of this craziness, you will be emotionally exhausted. I’m exhausted just thinking about it!

Public Space

After reading all of the assignments in my Reading Culture book, I have to say the point that really sticks with me is that your town lives in you. This doesn’t go for everyone, but it does go for those people who are passionate and love their town. Cities and towns don’t just form over night. They take years to really make it. They see all the different people passing through, the babies being born, and the old passing away. When you think about it, those old homes and old offices, they’ve been there for years. You, you may have just moved in. You might be the third or fourth family to live there, or you could be the fiftieth. You don’t know, but the town does. There’s so much history and culture there. Most people take those things for granted. When the majority of people passing an old church just give it a glance, there are some of us out there that really take it in. We give it a good look and realize how many years it has probably survived. How many people have worshipped there throughout those years. It’s so interesting to me, and so mysterious. I think that is what we need to think about when we see public spaces. Look at it as if you are immortal and you sit atop the building watching the days go by. From that position, it’s amazing.

ResLife

I got the job of a Resident Assistant in New Hall this semester. I’m so excited about the job, and I love it already. But it’s a really big job; much bigger than I ever suspected. I knew I would have to balance my studies, my sorority, and my job, but I never knew how hard it would be. My bosses are constantly pushing the idea of getting to know my residents and creating a community within my floors. Most of my residents don’t care to get to know me though. There are some, of course, that like to talk to me and get to know me, but most of them are settled. They don’t need me for questions or anything because they’ve been here long enough to know. And that makes it really hard for me to get to know them. I feel like I’m slacking on my job or something, but really I’m just not getting any feedback from my residents. I can’t wait until next semester when I’ll be here when the new residents arrive with their parents with a million questions, and they can come to me to ask. I will be there from day one so they will want to get to know me, and it will be much easier for me to get close to everyone and create a community. I want to be a great RA, and I feel like I have the potential.

Women in Advertising

The Iron Maiden from The Reading Culture is explaining the portrayal of women in advertising. It is pretty disgusting the way that women are seen in magazines and other advertising tools. These pictures are giving the normal, average girls of everyday life a low self-esteem for who they really are. And this is what the text is stating. It’s strange because as I was reading, I was picturing myself writing the same thing. I would probably be more sarcastic and tough in my writing, but still the same concept. The modern day women in advertising seem so real yet so perfect; therefore the actual real girls of our society look down on themselves and don’t appreciate themselves for who they are. God made us all very different, and that wasn’t an accident. He did it on purpose. The world wouldn’t be the same if we all looked exactly alike. And I for one appreciate the way I look. That’s not saying I may not change something about myself if I had the opportunity, I just mean I am confident in myself and I feel like every girl should be. And men should want women for their natural beauty, not the cultural fake beauty that has made its way into everyone’s life. But all of this is my opinion, and I can’t change anything by just writing a blog. It’s not just up to me. It’s probably going to be this way forever on.