Having spent most of my university education in Engineering, and poking fun at the quirks of people generated from the faculty (myself included), getting in touch with the other side of my brain was a whole new experience altogether. To be honest, I was a little intimidated with the broad spectrum of my classmates on the first day and wondered at the possibility of learning about communication with a group of strangers. I mean, this was the case with the other lessons. (We've learnt to frown upon such overgeneralization, haven't we?) With initial ice-breaking, I grew to love the novelty of being able to read, write and speak in a class, instead of going fastest-fingers-first at the calculator, or wrecking my brain at which of the many formulae to apply.
Self Expression with Language and Blogging
Never in my life was I so grateful towards a language-obsessive friend who’d ridiculously police my grammar, even on random MSN chats. That took care of some of my language to a certain extent. However, a huge credit also goes to Vinod, my trusty blogging buddy. I have never had much opportunity to thank him for taking time off to plough through awkward expressions and long entries. Thank goodness the hideous mistakes didn’t live to see the world!
Secretly, I loved reading blogposts as they broadened my horizons. Interpersonal problems underscored various cultural expectations and societal values. The intercultural conflicts also brought to awareness the cultural taboos and social faux pas. Commenting, on the other hand, was more taxing with the mental exercise to empathize with protagonists of various character traits and from here I learnt to articulate my thoughts better. It helped having the opportunity to learn from others in this aspect! May for her clear thoughts and sound analysis of problems, Guo Chen with her intelligent insights, etc just to name a few.
Acquiring and Voicing Opinions-Gaining A Little Wisdom
I loved the way lesson content were intellectually stimulating and I recall subconsciously thinking about Ken Robinson’s approach to education, being consumed for a few days. He questioned the fundamentals of modern life, where many have allowed theirs to revolve around the notion to peg life’s achievements based on paper qualification. Being somewhat guilty of it, that thinking has given me a clearer perspective in the outlook of life- it’s the journey but not the destination, clichéd but how very forgettable being caught in such a meritocratic society.
Also, how can I forget my love-hate relationship with public speaking? With most of my reflections in the previous entry, it would have to come with confidence. With regards to the practical experiences, I have gained a little more to advance in this lifelong journey of improvement.
Nothing more valuable than FRIENDSHIP!
I have never dreamt I would ever get to know so many people personally through just one class. It is strange that the university boasts of multiculturalism, and people are accommodating towards differences. Yet, it is the diversity in the communities that we see in school, rather than the cultural variety found within each community. It was certainly heartwarming that the nature of interaction went beyond nationalities. Undoubtedly at times there were different perspectives, but with each verbalized idea, arguments could be strengthened to be more universally understood. This was a great practical approach to deal with differences—ironing them out, appreciating and embracing diversity.
We have all come a long way since the beginning of the semester. Unbelievable. Somewhere, somehow the transformation just happened. For anything so inexplicable, devoid of any scientific formula governing the behaviour, it must be magic! Brad’s magical touch, the ‘rambunctious’ group of us and an unforgettable learning journey, all in one breathtaking semester.