It is all over now, or at least this part anyway. I sucked it in, and went into my presentation with the group in my ethics class with everything I had. The flu has taken a huge tax on my performance though because speaking was ten times harder, plus my ears were full of fluid. I wrote on my personal assessment that I was only working at ten percent because of the flu bug, so I am hoping that my verbal skills can be mitigated because of this.
As usual the plan does not go 100 percent the way you want it. At the beginning of our presentation we showed a very controversial video that attacks sex in music videos, and how people try to re-enact these images in real life only to harm others, mainly women. When the clip was finished we thought we would have a flurry of debate, but the class seemed to sit their for five minutes before they could. What we didn’t do was give time to everyone so that they could fully adjust to the shock of it and absorb the content. The prof had to step in and put us on hold while the members of the class started to participate and debate it.
We decided to use activities that were unfamiliar to the average academic student. This meant drawing on unconventional sources such as psych literature and high school programs. We even searched on-line activities from hospitals and rehab centres from Europe and other areas around the world. So we focused on activities that would draw on the principals that reflected our goals and cause decisions. Remember I talked about the electric chair and capital punishment?
The Dot Game was a success. That went according to plan. It went a little too fast thought, but it was fun. The idea was to sit everyone in a large circle and Careena, the group member who instruct that part, put different coloured dots on everyone’s forehead. Once everyone was “dotted up” we would all try and find our associated and corresponding groups. The catch was that no one could talk, or use their hands. And you could not know what colour your dot was because it was stuck on your forehead. And to add that extra bit of a challenge, one person was given a “odd-dot” which meant that he or she would be for ever wondering the group searching for his or her’s group. The objective was to show that we may not full understand why we are place in certain social because we cannot see ourselves, only those around us. When people tell us who we are and where we belong, most of the time we conform to our corresponding groups and feel connected when we are accepted. Sadly, most of our connectedness is based on our outside extremities, not from within.
So I like to thank my group members: Jill, Kristin, Cheryl and Careena. You are a great bunch of guys to work with! We made a great a team. Yes, I am the only male in our little group. Criminology is, after all, proportionally more female dominated.
Now to drain my nose. Go night everyone.