“Many of us have preconceived notions about people’s accents. We find Western European accents—French, British, Castilian Spanish, Italian—relatively appealing, while Asian and Mexican accents are experienced as unintelligible or offensive… if an employee speaks French well and English only moderately well, we aren’t bothered. however, if Filipinos, for example, speak Tagalog to one another at work, the assumptions are that they are purposefully excluding English-speakers, that they are not trying to learn English, and that they don’t care. A mean-spirited quality is attributed to the behavior.”
—Frances E. Kendall, Understanding White Privilege
White supremacy doesn’t regard non-white languages as real languages, it regards them as deviant forms of communication reduced to broad ethnic strokes (“Indian”, “Asian”, “African”) that is unacceptable because it is seen as an affront to white/euro hegemony.
Yup, and when white people try to learn another language they feel like the shit and are appreciated when they manage to string together an ungrammatical sentence or at least “cer-vay-sa, pohr-fay-vowr!” yet with immigrants its always like “omg, learn English!” and we grow up feeling shitty and self conscious about our accents even when we do learn the language.
Or Nicky goes to France after learning French for like 10 years, and all the Parisians obviously understand her yet respond in English like douches because she has a “strong spanish accent- whoa!” as one professor told me AT THE VERY START OF MY ORAL EXAM. Like dude, give me a fucking chance here, a spanish accent is still closer than an english one.
I would tell the aphids killing my favourite plant to go fuck themselves, but that’s literally what they do. They reproduce asexually at alarming rates goddamn.
Sometimes I feel guilty about chilling in the sunshine so much on working days
But then I remember that chilling in the sunshine scientifically helps stop my skin cells from committing suicide and regenerating 10 times faster than normal
Guys, pass me a lemonade, I’m treating my psoriasis
Amidst the governments complete refusal to invest in education, stretching the teacher’s strike on and on with lies and refusal to mediate or arbitrate, it’s really depressing.
I’m studying Arts Education. The two things my government apparently hates. I think arts and education have the potential for social change, and to improve our relationship to the environment. My government seems pretty satisfied with a pre-ordained pipeline future, to the point of telling post-secondary institutions “to focus their training programs and courses on what it calls high-demand occupations” fully admitting that “some courses like philosophy, will lose out”
There are so many things that bother me about this.
- The Education Blueprint they propose doesn’t say a single word about art or the humanities.
- It says the word “LNG” 101 times. The whole education plan they propose is premised on proposed pipelines being approved, despite the fierce opposition against it from citizens, First Nations groups, and the City of Burnaby.
- …and despite the fact that climate change is a fact now, and that our Education Minister stated that we don’t have money for education because the forest fires were so bad. But who needs the environment anyways, right?
- Teaching students with the main motivation of priming them for a pipeline economy means curtailing their potential of imagining a new relationship to the earth. We are telling them “this is your place in the world”, not asking them “what world would you like to create?”
- Last but not least, the plan completely tokenizes relationships with First Nations, making it all about industry partnerships and giving LNG jobs to aboriginal youth. Have we ever asked First Nations youth whether they approve of LNG?
Business and corporations are increasingly infiltrating our politics. And now our education. Businesses will even get a say in class sizes and compositions!
This is insanity. I feel such dread. I guess I will just hunker down and throw my life into stoking the fire of arts, humanities, and progressive education.
> See more of my thoughts on Education as I pursue my Arts Education degree in my dedicated blog for transformative education
“The moon is ancient as time itself
and still no older than a month.
I am trying to learn from her,
the art of growing
without losing my child within.”
“For most of life, nothing wonderful happens. If you don’t enjoy getting up and working and finishing your work and sitting down to a meal with family or friends, then the chances are that you’re not going to be very happy. If someone bases his happiness or unhappiness on major events like a great new job, huge amounts of money, a flawlessly happy marriage or a trip to Paris, that person isn’t going to be happy much of the time. If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness.”