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Me and Chapter 1 & 2.

I’ll start with introducing myself…

Hi! My name is Cristina Soto but everyone calls me Tina. I’m in the end of my sophomore year at UVU and I’m loving it so for. I am from San Diego, Ca and proud to call it home. Utah is serving me well though for now. I’m excited for this class because I am excited to grow and be strengthened as a person from what I’ll learn.
On that note, these first two chapters already hit me with things I didn’t know before. The term in the title of the book, inter/cultural communication, was something I was immediately confused on. Just grasping the idea that our conversations involve culture and intercultural communication was something I hadn’t done.
The Intercultural Imperatives was very interesting to learn about because there are so many motivations people can have to allow themselves to be open to or accommodate other cultures.
Lastly these chapters helped me realize that there was more kinds of cultures in the world than ones that have to do with just race and ethnicity. That alone allowed the learning road to broaden for me.

September 7, 2017   No Comments

Journal # 1

My name is Sarah. I’m a senior studying Speech Communication. Part of what drew me to this major is the fact that language is an immensely complicated system that we are able to use without deliberation. We draw on millions of interactions and associations to form sentences in the blink of an eye. Through all this, we find many pitfalls of miscommunication. I want to learn how to avoid those, make better communication strategies, and especially study my second language, Japanese. 

Taking this class as part of my major is very important to me. I have made a conscious effort in my adult life to be a multicultural person, and to be sensitive and aware of cultural issues and topics. As stated in the book, “a culture is any group of people that share a way of life” (3). This determines that groups norms, values, beliefs and customs. The fact that these can vary from group to group is an eye opening notion. It can make one question whether or not there is any one right way of doing things. Despite that, people cling to their beliefs and the power that is inferred by their privilege. 

For this post, I have thought particularly about privilege. I’m very aware of my white privilege, and I do my best to be an ally and to admit to my shortcomings. This is very hard for most people to admit, but I think it’s the first step to changing our society: admitting that we, as white Americans, are privileged, and we are conditioned to have certain stereotypes and perceptions. Even if I fight it with all my might, I have been conditioned from a young age to think that people of African descent are dangerous, that Asians are overachievers, that Latinos are lazy and promiscuous, and so on. 

This doesn’t mean that I actually hold those beliefs to be true. It just means that through social programming, I’ve been taught to have these as a gut reaction. When I see a black person walking toward me in the dark, I’m more likely to think they are a gang member than if they were white. If a Latino guy flirts with me, I’m more likely to think that he’s promiscuous and flirts with every girl than if he were another race. This is a battle we have to keep fighting. When those thoughts crop up, I am quick to dismiss them, and I wonder if I will ever be able to completely abandon them. I can only hope that one day we will live in a world that doesn’t program these stereotypes into children, and that we can live in a more free and just society.

September 7, 2017   No Comments

Oh goodness no, I’m ethnocentric!

So yeah, I’m a bit hard headed and have a need to be more porous.  I find myself thinking, “America is the greatest” and that’s not the end of it either, In small ways I catch the thought, “my ways are better then theirs”  I think the realization came when watching Outsourced in class. It was a subtle feeling I had, but it grew as the week went on and we had our class discussions. Then I found myself questioning small things and woke up one morning changed. It’s not the greatest feeling waking up knowing that you have been ethnocentric for the majority of your life and knowing that you’ve missed a part of the big picture. It’s one of those life changing moments when you look at people around you and begin to think, “you know what, they aren’t so different from me.” For me that morning felt like the morning when I woke up and realized that my family wasn’t “normal” and now I know my culture or country or government isn’t “normal”. It’s a bit discombobulating, but refreshing. I think getting to know culture really is about finding out about one’s self. I guess the teacher was right again.

September 7, 2017   No Comments