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hamunitishi
07 March 2009 @ 08:33 pm
Embodying the role of Secretary-General of the Yale Model United Nations 35th Annual Session (XXXV) = my life for the past 12 months. 
 
I've been doing Model UN for 9 years...man i'm old! The reason i've done MUN for soo long is because of the life-skills it has taught me and allowed me to practice: problem solving, decision making as part of a team, presentation and public speaking, negotiation, and most importantly working with others who share astronomically different points of view from me in a constructive way. These are skills I am beginning to appreciate outside MUN now more than ever, having been through a very ROUGH summer job search, and coming out on the other end with offers I am very proud of because of my ability to problem solve, work with teams...McKinsey and JP Morgan seem to like these skills :-)

Quick background: I began my journey with MUN all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed on the East and Central Africa circuit during middle-school and junior high (E.A.M.U.N). I moved onto the European circuit in senior high and amongst other conferences attended the largest MUN conference in the world - The Hague International Model United Nations (THIMUN). THIMUN 2005 was held right across the street from the International Criminal Tribunal for Yugoslavia, so I got to see Slobodan Milosevic on trail. What an experience. Now, I feel really lucky to be a member of (plausibly) the top Model UN team in the USA - MUNTY, Yale's traveling MUN team. 


For all my MUN experience, nothing could have prepared me to be the Secretary-General of YMUN XXXV, work very closely with the YMUN dream team for 9 months, optimize a 6-figure budget, manage 140 Yale staffers, and lead the experience formation for 1,200 highschool delegates from around the world...
 
Its therefore only fitting that embarking on this very different Sec-Gen journey, I would learn a new set of life-lessons and life-skills. I was without a doubt super excited to have made it through the grueling selection process in February 2008. But a week into the role when I had to sign a hotel contract with the Omni Hotel that had a potential liability of $100,000's without a record of a contract signed the previous year, the reality of being Sec-Gen dawned on me. I had a crap-load to learn about running a global conference AND very fast, because the buck stopped at me. If something went wrong, I'd be the last port of call on what to do to fix it. More terrifying even - if I made a little mistake, it had the potential to affect 1,000's of people, and I would have myself to answer to. Turns out that I did make mistakes, many of them. But I lived, and advisors said YMUN XXXV was their best conference in 15yrs! So I am here to share some of my thoughts with you. Hopefully you will find some of my ramblings helpful, some entertaining, some even illuminating :-)


1) Surround yourself with people smarter than you, and never underestimate the power of a strong team.
Being at Yale has taught me many things. But the life lesson that has made the biggest difference to how I approach life, is understanding that there will always be people out there smarter than me, faster than me, (insert comparative) than me. Its proven :-)

Nonetheless, there are two ways to interpret this knowledge: try and refute it by spending my time trying to out-wit other people at their best game. Or view the gap between myself and others as a learning experience and being intelligent enough to build a team of people around me who pushed and challenged me to think outside the box, and provided the best sound-board for my ideas ever. With YMUN XXXV, I chose the latter option, from the word go in selecting my Director's-General Ferny and Drew. I selected them for their knowledge in admin/logistics and PR with staff that I simply did not have. By building the entire secretariat (the core planning group, comprised of 8 people excluding myself, Ferny + Drew) in this way, we built a dream team. I kid you not.



The next step once I had surrounded myself with a strong team and knew that collectively we would get the job done well, was to begin investing into the next group of people who would run YMUN the "next generation" if you will. Bill Clinton began his preparation to become President of the US 20 years before he first ran, its never to early to start. YMUN XXXV would need to lead to a YMUN XXXVI, and the only way I could do my part to set-up for YMUN XXXVI, was to keep all the secretariat members vested in the conference, and have them really feel like their work and time was valued in creating YMUN. By bringing on freshmen as Assistant Secretary-Generals and keeping them involved with major decision making pre-conference, and then hands-on tasks during the conference, I was able to use the entire potential of the YMUN planning group, and tap into all our resources as a team as best as I could.
 
2) There is no substitute for good preparation and knowing your-ish. None.
There is a joke on the College MUN circuit that MUN-ers are amongst the best BS-ers out there. If you did/are doing the IB you know exactly what I mean, IB therefore IBS...TOK essay anyone???. Sometimes, I concede, this is true. I have seen/experienced instances where a mal-researched delegate can come into a committee, all charisma, hot air and swagga, and walk away with an award, leaving all the kids with their binders and binders of research wondering what happened. But running YMUN raised two really important issues for me:

i) The emphasis on awards and criteria that is not adequately spelled out is leading to the activity of MUN becoming a mere debating competition. Only you as a delegate truly know how much preparation you put into a committee, and only you know how much you applied that knowledge during a committee. To this end, I made every effort to set the stage for YMUN as the conference on the circuit that provides the most stimulating environment for learning about international relations in the U.S. It is my hope that every single delegate left the conference with much more knowledge about their topic area than they could imagine, and loved committee for the people who they were learning this information from - everyone around them as fellow delegates and dais teams (the staff who chair and moderate proceedings) too.

 

This is my mantra to life => view everything as a learning experience, and no matter what else happens, your always a winner.If you've done your homework and make every effort to apply it in a constructive way, it pays off. My biggest homework assignment as Sec-Gen this year was to find ways to make YMUN a great learning experience. I applied it by introducing PB Wiki forums to facilitate pre-conference interactions, this year position papers were mandatory for all attending delegates, and chairs were given much more freedom to form dais teams and carry forth their creative vision for their committees.  The proof that it worked out - the YMUN 2009 facebook group was started by a delegate, and the incredible response from fellow delegates setting up individual committee pages, sharing their experiences, how much they learned and how excited they are to come back next year, like literally brought tears to my eyes. And I don't cry that often, except during RomComs like Love Actually.
 

Which leads to my second point.

ii) With every decision you make, you must be accountable to yourself and be able to justify why you made that decision to the rest of the team. It is impossible to do this without knowing your stuff. Like actually impossible. Without working 40hrs a week at times on YMUN, I would not have been able to confidently back-up my reasoning to expand the conference by 10% (more diversity recruiting from local and public schools), increase recruitment of international students to get 1/5 of the conference attendance from non-US schools (to truly globalize YMUN), or why better staff and delegate engagement pre-conference was essential (to give YMUN XXXV that x-factor that comes from having people work together as a well bonded team). 

Why is any of this important?
Part of the reason we are in the mess we are with the current economy, and the Dow Jones is down 25% already this year (i.e. basically the stock market has gone to the crapper and Citi Bank's shares - i.e. small pieces of the company that individuals can buy to make them money are worth less than an item in the dollar store) is because the leaders of the biggest operations on the Street did not do their homework and did not know what they doing investing in credit default swaps and mortgage backed securities. As a result they have not been able to be accountable to stockholders, let alone themselves. But I digress...
 
 
3) Diversity of ideas and people is elementary to success
As an international student at Yale, the idea of diversity on the level of ideas and of people is an issue I am always trying to approach from a variety of directions. Too often, these thoughts are prompted when cultural differences between people are highlighted. But I tried to pre-empt this at YMUN, and get delegates to interact without regard to cultural differences as the primary reason to communicate. If China and Venezuela could get together after committee to discuss this awesome idea they had to increase social welfare in their respective nations - great. If they could get together to simply talk about life and being a senior in highschool- even better.
 


The chairs and staff of SPECPOL B. This committee had the highest proportion of international students present...

One of my main goals as Sec-Gen, was to ensure that at 20% of conference membership was from non-US schools, to create a truly global learning environment for international relations. We ended up with 18% of our conference participation as international students from 4 continents  - Asia, South America, Europe and North America.  Seeking out an environment where you know you will look, talk, act and think differently from many of those around you is such a powerful act. As human beings, we can only further our thinking by getting out of our comfort zones and analyzing situations from different perspectives. Now without getting all "metaphysical" on you, its very hard to put yourself if someone else's shoes and see things from their perspective without having meaningful interactions with them and getting an insight into why they think the way they do. YMUN XXXV was the perfect environment for this to happen, and proves how basic the concept of diversity is to running a successful conference.
 
4) No matter how powerful you are (or think you are), sh*t happens and there will be events out of your control.
I am a self-professed OCD-er. I am obsessive compulsive about very many things - I can't go to bed without shutting cupboard doors and leaving my desk perfectly arranged with my bag packed for the next day. I can't stand unfolded laundry and fold random people's laundry in the laundry room when I'm down there. I draw lines on envelopes before I write addresses. I spend 1hr at the end of the day making my to do list for the next day...okay, I will stop now.

However the nature of the Sec-Gen role is that while it is YOUR job to keep track of all these tiny details and create the bigger picture for the entire team to see at the same time, you can only micro-manage things the way YOU like them done for so long. It is impossible to pull off such a big operation without the support of your dream team. You have to trust the people you pick to work with you to do the necessary. And this means many a time, having processes run very differently from how you envisioned them: I set a goal to have topic papers all online before Halloween, didn't happen. I was set on having advisors do Security shift at night, didn't happen. I was not planning on having an advisor threaten to call the police because of dissatisfaction with the buses - DID happen. I was not planning to have delegates go missing during the third committee session - DID happen. I was not planning to have a fire alarm go off at 1am in the morning after the delegate dance - DID happen. You get my drift? 

Alex Klein...SOCHUM. Can you see what is going on behind him? Yes, it is superlatives!
 
I learned slowly but surely that the most important thing is how you deal with these crises, and which ones you pick to personally get involved it vs. giving other members of the team the responsibility to do this. As a leader with authority and power, you have to set the tone for the rest of the team to create a vision of what you are all trying to accomplish. But if ideas start going off in different directions and you have a gas-leak at the Omni hotel where you are planning to hold closing ceremonies and advisors/delegates are freaking out vs. the fact that superlatives is being played in committee when you'd impressed upon the team the importance of having a "constructive" Sunday session with as much debate on substantive matters as possible, the latter really isn't that big of a deal.
 
5) Have fun. If you can't have fun 90% of the time, don't do it.
So this sounds really trivial and maybe a tad lame and cliche, but I mean it with all my heart. Being Sec-Gen was incredible and I had so much responsibility. But it meant that at times, I'd be doing YMUN stuff for 16 hours at a go, 40hrs a week during mid-terms. I was thinking, eating, breathing, sleeping YMUN. If I didn't love it at 5am after pulling an all-nighter with a paper due at 9am that morning that I hadn't started (as happened at least twice last year), there is no way I could have gotten through 12 months of YMUN. Now that the 35th session is over, there is definitely a void in my life because not only do I now have all this time to sleep (what do I do with myself?), but I miss having a constant source of enjoyment in an activity that I know would always make me happy at the end of the day.
 

Its been an phenomenal ride over the past year. I now hold the title of former Sec-Gen, but YMUN has been a huge part of my life, and the lessons learned I'm keeping with me forever.

See you at YMUN XXXVI...I'm running Security, so beware :-)
 






 
 
 
hamunitishi
31 January 2009 @ 12:41 am
Are you smarter than a 5th grader?


The logical answer you'd think is yes. You did get into Yale after all :-)


But the issue is really much more complicated than that. What does it mean to be smarter? Using what standards? Smarter according to what knowledge? Dropping the Y-bomb is undoubtedly something many of you 2013-ers are dealing with right now, and an issue I am always learning how to navigate through. I know that getting into Yale does not make me de-facto 'smarter' than people who do not get into Yale, where I use smart in every sense of the word - books-smart, street smart, people smart...But I also know that my brain works on a different plane than many of my peers in high school who are now pursuing post-high school education/work experience. But why does this all matter?

Given that I am such a firm believer in experience above all shaping who you are as a person - hence my decision to come to Yale and "go Ivy", for the experience surrounding the schooling - is there an objective measure of just how smart a person is? Does there need to be?These are not questions I am going to attempt to answer now, but through the course of this post, I will ponder on them more using the framework of questions found in the board game version of "Are You Smarter than a 5th grader".

1. Earth Science: What geological era are we in right now?
Ummmm....Not the Jurassic, and Cavemen do not exist anymore. I can tell you that much.


Me and my roomie Gabriele dressed up as Cavemen for Halloween


ANSWER: Cenozoic

This question highlights the specificity of knowledge required in 5th grade Earth Science, a level of specificity I simply do not have for knowledge in Earth Science. I googled the geological eras of the world to discover that the Jurassic age falls under mesozoic geological era that preceeds the cenozoic era we are in right now. At the risk of sounding really arrogant, now that I know this, I don't think my life has changed. It doesn't make sense to try and determine how smart I am by knowledge that doesn't impact my life and thus knowledge that I have no incentive to learn. Is this a snobbish approach to learning? Am I wrong for feeling this way? Is it realistic for me to pick and chose what knowledge I retain, when the whole academic point of going to college is to broaden my intellectual horizons?
 

2. Social Studies: Johannes Gutenberg invented something that changed the world. What was it?


Beinecke Rare Books and Manuscripts library, Yale

ANSWER: The movable type printing press.

Okay, so talking about knowledge that changes my life - supposedly Johannes Gutenburg's invention  does. And it turns out that I know what he invented, the movable type printing press. And you want to know why I know, because we have a copy of the Gutenburg Bible, the first book in the Western world to be printed using this method (one of only 11 original vellum copies in the world) right here at Yale on display at the Beinecke Rare Books and Manuscripts Library. Maybe my rational for retaining only certain types of information is not so bad after all....
 

3. Art: Name the 19th century photographer best known for his striking images of the Civil war.
A. Matthew Brady B George eastman. C. Louis Daguerre.

 

Do not let the smiles on our faces fool you - this picture of my dance group was taken at the Yale-Harvard Talent Show, a staple of the famous "Game", the annual extravaganza when Yale takes on Harvard in American football and many other festivities. Its our modern version of the civil war. Yale always wins the talent show :-)

ANSWER A: Matthew Brady

This is one of the questions that you either know the answer, or you don't. I did not, and I claim ignorance on the basis of being an international student. Nonetheless, the question of what constitutes knowledge and 'smart' in Art is a completely different ball-game. Because the art is produced by other people, how can you judge how we appreciate this art at a secondary level? Is simply knowing the photographer and his technique in this question sufficient? Or is it more important to understand the subject of his photography, the US Civil War?

4. Life Science: If you fly from California to Connecticut, how many time zones have you passed through?


Yay Goldengate Bridge!

ANSWER: 4

When I count now, I still get three. I think the issue here is the meaning of the word "through". Do you count EST where Connecticut is? It seems to be a pretty straight forward question, no? Am I over complicating the question, a problem I tend to have often because of being taught at Yale to question everything? I do know one thing for certain though. It does get a whole lot warmer any time of the year if you fly from Connecticut anywhere West. I am currently in Houston for the weekend on job interview related stuff, and the 70 degree weather here is AMAZING. By contrast - its snowing in Connecticut.
 

5. English: The word "I" is nominative. "Me" is objective. What similar world would be possessive?  


My future Castle home in Istanbul, Turkey, right on the Bosphorous. When I'm rich and famous, its going to be MINE, MINE, MINE :-) hahahahaa


ANSWER: MINE

 

Finally, a question I can answer. But one I had to think about nonetheless. It is amazing how much knowledge I take for granted and assume I will always recall. Learning is an amazing process - emphasis on the word process. You have to practice to get better, there is always room for improvement, and if you don't use it, you forget it. This goes for everything including mental math. What's 18 x 19? This is actually a question asked at one of my finance interviews last week. I would have had no trouble working it out in under 5 seconds in 8th grade. Now...it took me a while.
 

Do yourself a favor, grab a copy of this game, and then tell me what YOU think.

Peace,
A

 
 
hamunitishi
27 December 2008 @ 12:21 am
 Hmmmm...on second thoughts, maybe I can't.

I'm generally a very good girl. I study, but not to much. I party, but never too hard. I like to meet people's parents and grandparents. I do my laundry. I say please and thank-you. I make my bed everyday. I love my family and friends dearly. But sometimes, I just want things I can't explain. Irrational exuberance, Robert Shiller would call it. Hormones my mom would say. I just want certain want sometimes.  I promise I'm not a material girl, but you feel me?
So here is a list of things I asked Santa for this year; some of them I got, some of them I'm still waiting for...

1) I want OBAMA for President: Check
I like to believe that besides being an incredible man with a vision for America that instils hope into people, and a leadership style that truly bestows ownership of America's future to its citizens, Obama won the election because his father was Kenyan. We Kenyans just have something special about us :-) Turns out that Obama Snr.'s first wife was my kindergarten headmistress. Go figure. Two degrees of separation baby, two degrees. From the age of 8, I have wanted to become the first female president of Kenya. Obama and I should talk.
New Year's resolution - meet Obama before I turn 21. The African-American Cultural Center at Yale (www.yale.edu/afam) through the ORD Leadership Forum is sponsoring two students to the inauguration first class - from travel, to access to all the invite-only events, to sitting on Obama's side of the stadium, close enough to see the pinstripes on his suit. Sadly, my name was not randomly drawn from the hat. But hey, I have 8 months before I turn 21. As a side note, Elizabeth Alexander, poet extraordinaire and Professor at Yale will be reading the inauguration poem after Obama speaks. Again two degrees of separation...

2) I want to curb my hormonal attraction to boys: Still waiting
This is a hard one. I keep telling myself that I will grow up, and try to muffle that "I want you now"/"Come hither" feeling I sometimes get, and replace it with logical "Oh, he's got nice manners. I should get a cup of tea with him and discuss the state of the economy".
For goodness sake, I'm a Yalie with at least half a brain. I'm a friggin' junior. But I'm also human. Sigh. Maybe if I ate more gummibears and chocolate this coming year, then I would quell some of these feelings? Que piensas?

3) I want to stop drinking coffee: Still waiting
I'm addicted. I admit it. But only during finals. Starbucks has too many calories and breaks the bank. Koffee Too (renamed the Publick Cup, but no-one at Yale call's it that) is too far away. But ABP is just right. 
I  got a double expresso shot from ABP everyday of finals week. Man. I really need to get a grip. Haven't had a single cup of coffee since I've been on break though...

4) I want to find a way to get Yale to pay for me to go home (again): Pending
I say pending because it will happen. How, I don't know yet. The last time I managed to wig this was with the Yale Election Monitoring Mission to the 2007 Kenyan Presidential Election. I applied for the trip, was waitlisted, but finally got on. I had an amazing time helping along the electoral process in my home country.It was also fantastic to show my college mates who'd never ventured onto the African continent how beautiful and amazing my country is. From all the animals and savannah (ehhmmm, we do NOT have Tigers in Kenya for the record...), to the mall near my house.Any ideas guys? I'm thinking of doing my Senior Essay on Capital Investment into South and Eastern Africa. Maybe I could wig a summer research fellowship? Santa, some help here...

5) I want permission to take over the world a.k.a Admission to "Studies in Grand Strategy": Check
So when I applied for Yale's famous seminar in Grand Strategy - I knew that the odds of getting in were pretty slim. Its a graduate level seminar, generals in the US Army are common fare, and the class is traditionally composed of History majors who know the head honcho's teaching the course - the amazing Professor John Gaddis, Paul Kennedy and Charles Hill. I am neither of these things - I am an undergraduate, civilian, Economics & Mathematics major, who has only heard of the incredible three. For purposes of your own education, please google these men. Thanks :-)
Kennedy, Gaddis and Hill probably would not approve of this picture, but hey. I feel kind of baller for getting into this seminar. 

What is all the hype about? Grand Strategies is a year-long course in leadership studies. The first semester focuses on readings from Sun Tzu to Machiavelli and building a historical framework of Grand Strategic thought. The second semester takes this framework and applies it to contemporary issues of grand strategy like Chinese capital investment into Africa and neo-imperalism through globalization. In between thw two semesters during the summer, you get a stipend to conduct research on an issue dear to you, and write a 25 page paper. I'm stoked I got in. And according to the Wall Street Journal, I may now proceed to take over the world - www.careerjournal.com/article/SB122973925559323583.html. Thanks Santa.
 
 
hamunitishi
First of all A HUGE CONGRATULATIONS to you all, Yale Class of 2013. Many many many years ago (okay, like 3), I sat nervously at my computer screen waiting for the decision that would frame the rest of my life - the results of my EA application to Yale. I had told my mom that I wasn't going to college if I didn't get into Yale...

The view of my 'backyard' a.k.a. The Big Courtyard in Branford a.k.a. "The most beautiful courtyard in all of America" - Robert Frost

I'm glad that worked out, otherwise I'd be a hobo right now, my mom would have kicked me out of the house. But instead, I am having the time of my life here at Yale. Although I am 6,000 miles away from home (I am from KENYA! woot woot!), my soulmate and best-friend is my roommate, I am a junior in Branford - the best college at Yale, I've finally decided to declare my double major in Economics & Mathematics with International Studies, I'm part of the most amazing dance group on campus - Rhythmic Blue, Yale's premiere hip-hop and contemporary dance group, and I'm head honcho of the biggest student-run conference on the Yale Campus - Yale Model UN (www.yalemodelun.org). What more could a girl ask for, except maybe Ne-Yo in a box for Christmas? 

My first day at Yale. I arrived for Pre-Orientation, and got "Punked". Eset (guy standing up across from the table) told me that they had admitted too many students into the Class of 2010 and that I would have to take classes for my first semester at a neighboring school in Cambridge....right. This picture was taken right after Eset said "just kidding!!!", September 2006

Two months ago, I turned...wait for it...OMG...I can't believe it....20 years old!!!!! My brother was the first person to let me know that I am now 1/3 of the way to 60. I had a momentary pre-mid life crisis for about a month when I realized that I was half-way through with Yale, the economy was going to crap and I was trying to get hired for my junior summer by a consulting firm or investment bank. My pre-mid life crisis felt just like most of the period between October - Dec 2005 when I handed in my EA app to Yale, and continued working on my other apps to Harvard and Cambridge in the UK. Only this time, the names are McKinsey, Morgan Stanley and JP Morgan.

Sometime in October, it hit me, I'd totally been through this process before, and I would first need to consider three key factors:
i) What kind of job do I want my junior summer? Most investment banks and consulting firms hire you your junior summer looking to make a full-time offer for your senior year a.k.a. liberal arts vs. specialized?
ii) What do I value most in the work environment ? a.k.a with whom, where, and what opportunities do I want as I go to school everyday?
iii) What is the work-life balance? a.k.a what would my life outside class look like?

Now that I am armed with a plan to tackle my pre-mid life crisis, allow me to walk you through my current job-search landscape.
Clearly, Kate and I know which way we are headed with our pre-midlife crises. I'm going into financial services, Kate applied to a bunch of graduate schools and had a Teach for America interview the other day, and Justin who graduated last year, (is still clueless and) is in Med School :-)

Current status? I handed in my application for consulting to McKinsey on Dec 3rd, I had an investment banking interview on Dec 6th, and I'm waiting to put in my other applications in January. How am I deciding where to apply, and what are the most important factors that will come into play once I (hopefully) get some offers and need to decide where to spend my junior summer + the first 3 years after graduation?

i) What kind of job do I want?
Ultimately, one that lets me use the wide range of skills I am developing at a liberal arts institution and that will continue to develop a broad base of knowledge. I want to know a lot about 2 or 3 different products and industries but still be nimble enough to pick up an entirely different skill set should the need arise. I do not want to be tied down to one subject/product area for too long. Variety is the spice of life, I did the I.B. in high-school (speaks for itself, any IB survivors out there? IB therefore IBS...this statement is more true that you will ever know until you get to college) and multi-tasking is my middle name. How else does one lie on the beach in Puerto Rico, while reading a book on financial markets, taking notes for a mid-term, AND text their sister in a different time-zone, all at the same time? 

Working a whole set of skills on the beach

ii) What do I value most in the work environment ?
I'm all about the people. If I will be spending 10+ hrs a day in the office, I've got to like the people. Can I take a lunch break and discuss lots of interesting topics that have nothing to do with work - like shoes or the fact that Obama has Kenyan blood in him? Can I count on my desk-mate to have my back that one day when I am really down in the dumps? And most importantly, can I be stuck in an elevator with my work mates  for at least 24hrs without strangling anyone? A challenging work load that allows creativity, upward mobility within the job, and access to CEO's et cetera is all part and parcel of what Im looking for in the the work environment, but its the people I care most about.
My lovely ladies and partners in crime. Yale would not be Yale without them. Please note that Gabriele and I are wearing the exact same outfit in a different color. This was not at all planned.

iii) What is the work-life balance? 
So I love classes, i just don't like homework. Loving academia is a pre-requiste to get into Yale - you all did :-) But college is about sooooo much more than classes. This semester, I had no class on Monday or Friday, one class Tuesday (1.5hrs), two classes on Wednesday (4hrs), and 3 classes on Thursday (5hrs). I spent <12 hrs a week in class. You currently spend about 40hrs in class. A lot of your college experience is outside class - be it studying in the library, eating out at one of New Haven's a zillion Zagat-rated restaurants, going to watch the Nutcracker in NYCee as I did last week at the Lincoln Center, dancing/singing/acting/painting or any other artistic inkling that takes your fancy, or just chilling out. Finding a balance that works for me in the job market is essential. When I am at work, I will work my tooshie off. But I need my time to do all the other things I enjoy doing. When the weekend rolls in, I lay dibbs on my ENTIRE weekend, the office gets none of it.
 
Acting a fool with my RB loves Grace and Mo :-)

I will definitely keep you updated on my job-search. Keep me updated on your college decision. We can help each other out.

Peace,
Amandla


 
 
 
hamunitishi
The last two weeks of the semester at Yale are baller. Period. The second-to-last week before exams, you crown off an awesome semester of classes with cookie parties - my INTS 384* Professor traditionally bakes cookies for the last class, dance parties - like we ever need a reason to party; but the end of semester means that you have to make good use of all the party supplies you've stocked up during the semester, and what I like to call "paper-writing" parties - me + my laptop + food + the library, its a trip - literally.

Dance Party during the second-to-last-week before exams

Allow me to explain the last point. I have learned during my time at Yale, that I am not a test-taker, I am a paper-writer. I would much rather take 15 pages to tell you about modifying a discrete choice mathematical model to predict the outcome of the Oscars (as is the aim of  my Econometrics paper for this semester) than take 3hrs writing a mathematical proof of Euler's theorem in an exam. It is fairly normal at Yale to take 4-5 classes a semester, which translates into a mixture of 4-5 exams or papers at the end of the semester. I took 4 amazing seminars INTS 384, ECON 483, CSJE 360 and THST 420*, and one lecture, which translated into 4 papers and 1 final. With 80 pages of writing due in the second-to-last week before exams, the creation of the "paper-writing" party was essential.
*using only code names for my classes is a ploy to get you to check out the "Shopping. (Period)." tab on the menu you currently see on the left of your screen...

Paper Writing Party (well, its the pre-paper writing party i.e. walking to the library. I promise I have books in my arms. I mean who has pictures of them studying? I don't, do you??????)

Once you are done with the second-to-last week before exams, you have the week before exams a.k.a. Reading Period. You have a glorious week of no classes to (being to...) prepare for your exams. For some Yalies this means 7hrs + a day in the library working super hard. With four of my classes done before reading week and only one final, for me it means 2hrs in the library and 6hrs dancing :-) I am a proud member of Yale's Premiere Hip-Hop and Contemporary Dance Group - Rhythmic Blue (RB), and at the beginning of reading week each semester we have our show. It is always CRAZZZYYY and this semester was aptly titled "RehaB: Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll".


RehaB poster

Dancing is a big part of who I am and what I do. Branford College (my residential college, the best one at Yale, no negotiation!) has a newly renovated dance studio and I spend almost as much time in the studio as I did in class this semester. RB is one of 16 dance groups at Yale. While we focus predominately on hip-hop and contemporary dance in RB, you will find everything from Mexican folkoric, to ballet, tap, Irish Dance and Argentine Tango on campus. RB auditions twice year, performs one big show a semester on campus, and in between we do everything from community service oriented performances and classes to competitions and talent show cases. Here is a taste of what we do:

Yale-Harvard talent show case, November 2008 [WATCH IN HIGH QUALITY!]

At the beginning of the semester after auditions, we have "showing", where everyone choreographing for the semester shows a brief sample of they piece they will be putting together. Based on this sample, you sign-up for as many dances as you are interested in doing for the semester. You then have 1hr rehearsal a week per dance. Now, you see I love my RB loves, so I usually do 6-7 dances a semester. Besides seeing the group at rehearsal....

RB at rehearsal


I see them at dinner...
After-hours at parties...
Four of the discernable five people in this picture are in RB...

And perhaps most ubiquitously, in my room, ALL THE TIME. My roommate and best friend is also in RB.

Me and Gabriele after the show

When showtime rolls around (Reading Week), we are in tech for 6hrs a day. Its a good thing all those papers were done!
In action during the RehaB. This piece was called "Delirium"...go figure.

Hahhaahhaa. RehaB was an incredible success this year, and I can't wait for the show DVD to be available so I can post some clips up.

The whole team after our final performance

Now, back to some quality library time....
 

 
 
hamunitishi
30 March 2008 @ 06:39 pm
Before I begin, I just want to say a HUGE welcome to the RD members of the Yale Class of 2012, and a special shout out to all my fellow international kids! Boola Boola! Hope you enjoy my blog, I write about everything from model UN, to ballroom dance competitions, to election monitoring during the past Kenyan presidential elections, to middle school themed dances. Kenya Take This? ;-p


Crushes and Chaperones is without a doubt the BEST Yale College hosted party/social event/reason to procrastinate I have ever had, ever.

So I love going to class during the week (varying levels of love...Econometrics and I aren't particularly good friends right now...) but the weekend is the weekend i.e. time to chill out and procrastinate seriously about problem sets, essays, reading...As a self-professed dance-a-holic, my favorite weekend events involve dancing and lots of people. Now imagine a MASSIVE dance party, hits from the 90's that everyone (and their mom) knows the lyrics to and therefore sings out loud - I'm talking about good ol' Britney Spears, Spice Girls, BSB, and lots of awesomely awkward middle school memories...are you imagining? And smiling profusely? Class of 2012, that is Crushes and Chaperones, hosted by the best residential college at Yale - Branford.

Let me digress for a second here and take sometime to let you know why Branford College is the best residential college at Yale. Once I got in to Yale, it was soo painful to have to wait until the Summer to find out my residential college assignment, nonetheless, I was absolutely elated to become a Branfordian. Why?
1) I have buildings like this in my backyard, a.k.a. "The most beautiful courtyard in the whole of America" - Robert Frost


Harkness Tower. This is a real photo my roomate Gabriele took from standing in our courtyard

Branford it the most aesthetically pleasing residential college (I think), and I like to tell myself that good looking buildings means good-looking people, and since I am in Branford, by the process of deductive reasoning, I am good looking :-)
2) Our Master, the woman/man responsible for your social welfare (he or she hosts Master's Teas with famous people - Howard Dean, Sophia Copolla, Barack Obama's legal counsel, Hanson..., hosts ski trips for $25.00, visits to the Opera...) is called S. Diddy, as in P. Diddy because he is just that cool.
3) Our college-wide t-shirt design's winning entry was "Squirrels Gone Wild", an ode to our college mascot
4) Rory Gilmore is in Branford College
5) My bestest friend, and roomate is in Branford. I am literally part of her family now, and her mom is our mom. I have clothes over at her house in Delaware and we spent the whole of Spring Break, all two glorious sunny weeks (thank you , thank you, thank you Yale Calendar makers for giving us 2 whole weeks + a weekend for SB) with the fam in Puerto Rico...


Yay Puerto Rico!

6) We have the most incredible tailgate at THE GAME, year after year...
7) We host Crushes and Chaperones
8)....
9)....
1000)....(you get the picture)

Okay, now back to Crushes and Chaperones (C n C)...Some of you may be familiar with the famous 80's Dance Party that happens at Yale - Safety Dance. But really, Safety Dance is going to be taken over by C n C. There is even a whole process about how to go about attending C n C:

1) Dress Appropriately


Aww....i miss having an awful fashion sense, ahhhh Middle School

For the ladies, that means bringing back those great yellow leggings, chunky white sneakers, ruffled skirts, pigtails and obscene amounts of blue eyeliner/eyeshadow. For example:


And this is after half of it came off because I was dancing so much...

For you dashing Yale gentlemen, that means "don't touch my ankle" jeans, and tucked in t-shirts. Chuckle Chuckle.

2) Prepare yourself for the masses, and Britney Spears (almost bought one of the "Save Britney" t-shirts the other day...hmmm...)


CROWDS!
Crowd control at C n C is a must. With over 1000 students coming in and out of the the Branford Dining Hall, it gets really crazy sometimes. While your dressed like your in middle school, and your favorite 90's boy bands are blasting from the speakers, thank goodness you over all that "arms length away" dancing pose. Firstly, boys really aren't that intimidating/OMG-he-is-so-cute-a-could-scream-right-now-giggle-giggle anymore, and secondly, there is just no space to be more than 6-inches away from anyone else.... So how crowded is crowded? This crowded.

I posted this particular link because I am a huge fan of "Crazy"

3) Practice using your vocal cords
The great thing about C n C is that you know all the words to every single song played, no question about it. These days, I have given up trying to listen to lyrics (spare "Apple Bottom jeans [jeans], boots with the furrrr [with the furrrr] that song is just much!). So all that's missing is your beautiful voice. Now I feel so blessed to be able to dance, play tennis, read a book, take a test...relatively well. But there are two things I am completely inept at: singing and drawing. Nonetheless, I belt it out anyway, like my friend Zack here.


Zack throughly enjoying Celine Dion's - "My Heart Will Go On"

4) Stay up the whole night after the Party sharing all your pre-college and post middle school memories

Add in a Pizza (or two, or three), and a milkshake from Yorkside that doesn't close until 4am, and your totally good to go until the sun rises on Sunday morning, and your reminded that yes, you go to Yale, and have one of the most spectacular views of Branford College from your bedroom window.


I <3 Branford
 
 
hamunitishi
I always tell people that I only need 5 things to live a happy life - family and friends, Yale, food, sleep, and dance. Why?
i) Family and friends - because everyone needs some loving (speaking of which, its Valentine's day in two days and my love life is a PROBLEM!)
ii) Yale - I can't wait for you all to come for Bulldog Days to see for yourselves
iii) Food and sleep - the only two things in life that I cannot get enough of, and I therefore count as one :-)
iv) Dance: See picture below. It says everything.

Why I love to dance


Me and my Ballroom Partner Colin, rocking out the jive.


At Yale, I am member of two competitive dance groups - the Yale Ballroom Dance Team (which you will hear about soon, my Dean is competing in our Dancing with the Stars competition...), and Rhythmic Blue (RB), the premier Hip-Hop and contemporary dance group at Yale. Being a member of these two teams has really had an enormous impact on my Yale career. Whether or not your a big dancer, I found that taking part in any sort of extra-curricular activity is THE best way to get the most out of the social scene at Yale. So your only in class with the same people for one semester at a time, and when your in class you really should be studying and not passing notes back and forth discussing how cute your Math TA is....So you have the most time to make friends and hang-out with them outside class when your engaged in a fun activity. I met my two closest friends through RB.

So a couple of reasons why my RB buddies are some of my closest friends at Yale (and your buddies on the Debate Team/Culinary Society/Anime Society/College Council...) will be too:

1) YOU GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER, LIKE REALLY KNOW EACH OTHER
RB and many other campus groups go on retreat together once they tap their new members.  A co-ed sleepover with food, movies, dip-dip, hot-seat and numerous other games, what more bonding could you ask for? This semester RB tapped 11 new dancers, so retreat was soooo intense...


RB retreat!

For RB, once retreat is over, work on the semester show begins. Last semester I signed up for 10/12 dances, and therefore saw my RB buddies 10hours a week minimum. I can comfortably finish off the sentences of several RB members because we now roll that deep :-)

2) YOU CAN ACT A FOOL, WHENEVER

So acting a fool is not appropriate behavior for class, but is entirely accepted and welcome at RB practice, RB dinners, when RB buddies become your roommates....

Most importantly though, is that you can act a fool, and still look good :-)

RB ladies working on our pouts, and trying not to burst out in laughter!

3) YOU PERFORM TOGETHER
How many times have you wished that you were able to take the SAT's or AP's in groups of at least 3? That's exactly what performing with a group is like. Your all in the performance together. Your there for each other through the 'studying' period of learning dances, right down to the last minute of the final 'test' - show time.



Performing Get Me Bodied at our Fall 2007 Show, RB'Day.

4) YOU WIN TOGETHER

Winning is not everything, but is sure is sweet, especially when you can share it with people who really understand what went into the victory. RB has won several competitions in the New England Area, and its always such a pleasure to share the winners podium at Ballroom competitions with fellow Yalies.

Competing on a team really is a win-win situation; even if you don't place at the top, your team always has your back, and your always looking out for the team!


After a huge win at the UCONN Ballroom Competition

5) YOU EAT TOGETHER

You cannot undermine the power of eating together with a group of friends. Friends that eat together, stay together. I'm always grabbing meals with my team buddies when we leave practice, or grab food in preparation for the night ahead, or just when I'm craving a mango gelato from Ciao Bella! Some of the best conversations you will have at Yale will happen as you eat, trust me on this one.


Me and my 'twin' Kate Gasner eating Nachos at Vivas.
 
 
hamunitishi
30 January 2008 @ 02:53 am
So, the title of my blog entry is not false advertising, I promise :-) The whole idea of an Ode really appealed to me because I've just been reading Keats (fyi, I love Keats), but then I realized that I can't really write them...Oh well! My intent remains the same, to reflect on why I love this place so much!

I was giving a tour to a group of really interesting HS juniors today, and when the inevitable question popped up "So why did you pick Yale?" for the first time in a year, I actually had to think about it for a while. I realized that being here, experiencing the amazing resources (from professors to facilities), the contagious Yale atmosphere, and most distinctively living and interacting with some of the most talented, energetic and genuinely nice people I know, makes the idea of being anywhere else right now really foreign. I'm a Yalie through and through the 'picking' was done when I decided to apply EA.

After my tour today, I decided to go through the photos I've taken during sophomore year and see whether the reasons I chose to come to Yale are the reasons I love being here (hmm...that's sounds sort of metaphysical, but its not really!).

1) Not changed: MAD YALE PRIDE!!!!

With the rest of the Branford College Council November 2007. Best tailgate ever at the Game

Nothing can describe the incredible feeling of being at The Game, all decked out in Yale garb, face paint on, shrimp kebabs on the grill, music blasting from the van, and basking in the glory of being a Yalie :-) Its not about the football (I still don't understand the rules...), its not about the fact that we get a 10 day break for Thanksgiving following the game (though that is a perk that is quite unique to our academic calendar), nor the sheer number of incredible festivities of all sorts surrounding the Game (Talent show anyone?). Its the fact that each and every single person around you wearing blue and chanting "Bulldog, Bulldog, Bow Wow Wow!" absolutely loves being at Yale. Period.

2) Not changed: MY DISPOSITION TO DO SILLY THINGS
Silly is my middle name. I love to laugh at anything really, and sometimes say  and do the darnest things.  My sister always tells me "Amandla, you smart people actually lack common sense like 90% of the time, and you laugh at things that aren't even funny". If your anything like me, and really bad Math jokes crack you up for a good 30mins - you will not be alone!


Me. What am I doing? I have no idea!


I remember coming for Bulldog Days my Senior Year in high school and feeling compelled to do cartwheels down the street. So I did. No-one judged me, one other person joined me, and when I was done, I was done. I love the feeling of being my silly 'ol self, and fitting in without conforming to ideals of what other people think I should say, or do, or think.

3) Not changed: GETTING IN TOUCH WITH MY TWEEN YEARS
So maybe this is just me trying to compensate for the fact that I am in my final year of teenage-dom (OMG, I feel sooooooo old. I actually remember what happened in 2000 when some kids were being born....), but is it ridiculous for me to confess that the most memorable Master's Tea I have attended so far was when Hanson came to Branford, my favorite big social event at Yale last year was the 90's dance (where the DJ's played everything from the Spice Girls to Backstreet Boys and it was sooo much fun because everybody could sing along to every song), or that I really wanted to go roller skating at a skating rink in nearby Waterbury and do the chicken dance on skates?


At the skating rink with Will and Andrew

4) Changed: PARTY TIME...
I thought that the college social scene in the US would be like what I used to see on TV  - frat style. I am soooo glad that there is so much more to Saturday and Sunday nights than nights of American-Pie esque debauchery.  Friday nights last semester, I went to the Opera, watched a Yankees game, played broom ball, dressed up to go to La Noche Dorada and the Kwanza Ball (formal dinner/dances hosted by the Latino and African-American communities on campus), and danced the night away at an 18+ party at Toads where a Yale group were an opening act for a visiting artiste. Yay diversity!

Me, Jeremy and Teresa at Kwanza Ball

5) Changed: OWNERSHIP OVER EXTRA-CURRICULAR ACTIVTIES
In High School, I was really big on extra-curriculars. I knew before coming to Yale that that wouldn't change because there is so much stuff to do here besides school (over 400 registered student organizations!), the Yale administration has funds to cover a lot of the overhead costs, and most importantly everyone here is so passionate about what they do.

So I kept dancing like before, only I took up hip-hop and ballroom dancing and  not ballet. I'm loving it and I now compete with both dance groups. I helped found the Leadership Institute, and brought Kimmie Weeks to Yale, and together with the rest of Global21 (www.global21online.org), we're planning to take over the world!

Presenting Rhythmic Blue....


7) Not changed: admits.yale.edu STILL ROCKS!
I spent like 2hrs a day on average on this website...I couldn't wait to come to Bulldog Days and meet all the people I had been messaging since January of Senior Year. And I did. And then I got to work for the admissions office, enough said!


Me and Nedelz acting a fool like always
 
 
hamunitishi
06 January 2008 @ 05:38 pm
Disclaimer: This blog contains an INCREDIBLE amount of photos. Keep going till the end or you'll miss all the fun!

So, I just got to Dubai International Airport, and I'm bracing myself for a 9hr layover before my 17hr flight to New-York :-).
Here is the game plan: I'm going to write this blog and then log onto admits.yale.edu for the first time in 3 weeks, and hopefully by then it will be time to board my plane!

Dubai International Airport, my home for the next 9hrs...

By now, you've probably been bombarded with all the images of post-election violence in Kenya following the controversial election of incumbent President Mwai Kibaki, and the contesting of the electoral result by his closest rival, leader of the oppostion, Raila Odinga. It was really difficult for me to board the plane leaving Nairobi today knowing that my country is not yet at peace. But I have faith that the political stalemate will not ensue, and the trust the Kenyan people put into the ballot on December 27th will be honored.


This is how I dream of Kenya. View of the Rift Valley, December 25th 2007

PRE-DEPARTURE PREPARATIONS
I was sooooooo excited when I found out in late November that I had been selected to take part in the Yale Election Monitoring trip to Kenya. Since May 2007, an incredible group of Yalies (Aniket - my second boss at the admissions office, Shaz - MUN buddy, Julie - possibly the nicest senior ever, and Eliot - my International Studies TA) had been planning to monitor the Dec 2007 elections in Kenya. The planning team had prior experience with election monitoring, an infectious passion to make this one of the best student orchestrated trips ever, and a determination to have it funded mostly by Yale. This made for one of the most enlightening and enjoyable experiences I have ever had in Nairobi (this is says a lot, considering the fact that Nairobi is my home town...). Shaz's incredible work fundraising and full exploitation of the numerous sources of Yale funding for student run/organized initiatives, also means that I will not be completely broke when we start off the coming semester.


The whole team l-r: Frank, Me, Eliot, Shaz, Julie, Ben, Eric, Annie, and Aniket at Carnivore Restaurant (more on this later...)

Before we all left for Kenya, we spent a good amount of time learning about the political climate in Kenya, what our role as International Election Observers would be during the election, and getting to know each other. I must admit I was a bit intimidated to be the only sophomore and one of only two non-Poli Sci. majors on the trip, but once I got to know the group better, my insecurities quickly disappeared (plus I was one of only two people on the trip with a Kenyan passport, which in my book gives me bonus points!).

We had several group meetings, completed an online International Election Observer (IEO) course, and met with Prof. Susan Hyde, an election observer heavyweight in the Poli. Sci dept. We were even invited to the UNICEF headquarters in NYC to meet with several people who had helped Aniket + Co. plan the trip. We were really lucky during this time to get a chance to meet the  Kenyan Ambassador to the UN.


Frank, the Kenyan Ambassador, Aniket, me and Eric at UNICEF headquarters, NYC.

When I boarded the plane on Dec. 24th from JFK, incredibly excited to be home-bound after my econometrics final (why did my hardest final have to be on the last day of exams, Saturday 23rd at 9.00am???), I could not wait to be back in Nairobi!

24 HOURS TO ELECTION DAY: DECEMBER 26TH

I finally met up with the rest of the group on the 26th of December. Nairobi was very calm this day. In preparation for D-Day, we began the day by getting acquainted with all our IEO paraphenilia.


Our accreditation badges a.k.a lifeline while at a polling station and not voting      

Doning my accreditation badge and the Electoral Commission of Kenya bag (full of documentation like "The Electoral Code of Conduct for International Election Observers"), definitely drove the point home that this was real, and not only was I about to witness the democratic process of voting in my country first hand for the first time, but as an observer of the election, I was going to be part (however small) of the process.


How to dress like an election monitor 101

Being an IEO on this trip put me in a really interesting position. I am a Kenyan national who has never voted before (because during the last elections, I was a minor). But  coming on this trip, I was an IEO with ties to the US Embassy mission. I had every intention to vote (and did!) now that I am of age, and I was also determined to fullfil my duties to the international community as an IEO.

After getting all our ECK stuff, we spent the rest of the day visiting areas of Nairobi where some of the polling sites we would be observing  the following day were located.


Wide-angle view of Kibera. The second largest slum in Africa, and home to 1million of Nairobi's 4million inhabitants. Kibera falls within the constituency of Raila Odinga (the incumbent President's biggest rival)

Through the sheer networking power of the Aniket + Co. (by the way, a really important skill I'm trying to master during my remaining time at Yale, is the skill of successful networking to initiate and maintain contact. The trip organizers were pros at this, and managed along the way to amass contacts of everyone from Amnesty International to UNDP, to Raila Odinga's right hand man...), during the course of the day, we also managed to meet with Gladwell Otieno, current CEO of AfriCOG (Africa Center for Open Governance) and her team. They were able to answer our various questions on how best to tackle our job on election day, and further answered our questions on what to expect while in Kibera the following day.


Ms. Otieno, Annie and myself. Note that we are all wearing shorts/skirts and flip-flops in December. Yay for Nairobi lying just below the equator and December for being one of the warmest months of the year!

Despite the fact that we were really focused on the task before us the following day, we shared many light-hearted moments together. My personal favorite,  and I quote an exchange that took place in the car later on during the day.

"The problem with a democracy, is that people get to vote" - Ben.
"I know" - Eliot

T-0 hrs, ELECTION DAY: DECEMBER 27TH
So I don't know about you, but I am never fully awake until at least 9.30am on any given morning. This is something I learned the hard way freshman year when by the 5th week of school, I couldn't make it to 9.00am English until about 9.20am. I still could not hear a word the Prof. said until about 9.33am. I will forever make sure that I do not have class before 10.30am for the rest of my time at Yale. I'm also really trying to not have class on Friday either. Any way, I digress. The point is, on election day, we were up by 4.00am, ready to "Open" at our first polling station by 6.00am! Thank goodness for adrenaline (and coffee).

The first polling center we visited was a relatively small one with just over 1,000 registered voters. It was a nice way to start off the day because we were able to walk in and out of stations with ease, locate the polling officials within no time, and see all the voters at one go.

Frank, Eliot, Aniket and Eric leaving K.T.T.C after the first few votes were cast.

It was a good warm-up, but nothing could prepare us for walking into Old Kibera, the polling center where Raila Odinga was registered. Even when we were about 5kms away, (I'm sorry, I only work in the metric system), we could sense the burning desire of the people to cast their vote at any expense. The lines at this polling center were unbelievable and stretched out a good 7kms.


The front of the line at Old Kibera

Ben continually commented that the area was no less crowded than Times Square right after Thanksgiving (yeah Thanksgiving shopping sales!), but it was pretty crowded in there. Things however really heated up when Raila came to cast his vote!


Raila Odinga being flocked by his supporters

The crowd, urged by Raila's supporters literally parted (just like the Red Sea, no joke), to clear a path for Raila to come through. Frank and I were 'gently' plastered to the side of a Reuters van...


I look really scared in this photo, but I was actually really sad. I had worn open shoes, and just had my toes trampled on. :-( Note to self: next time I am election monitoring, I will not wear open-toed shoes.

and the media had a field day with his arrival...



Raila's appearance left us charged for the rest of the day, and we visited half-a-dozen other polling centers during the course of the day, constantly being reminded of the determination of the Kenyan people to vote, sensing their desire for change, and witnessing their belief in the electoral system and their right to vote.


Man casting his ballot. This election was for Presidential, Parliamentary and Municipal seats hence the three ballot boxes.


Three party agents at a polling station


Ben and Frank filling out the observing forms


Woman in Kibera

POST-ELECTION WIND-DOWN: DECEMBER 28TH
The 28th was our day to unwind. Completely exhausted after election day, we spent the 28th watching the hourly updates of the vote tally on TV, recollecting our thoughts on the observation process, and preparing ourselves for a series of meetings on the 29th. We topped off the day with a visit to Carnivore Restaurant - the best meat eatery in the world. We had everything from ostrich, to crocodile, to lamb. "We" minus Aniket who is vegetarian and settled for rice and veggies :-)


Leg of lamb anyone? Please note the orange Fanta in the foreground.This is what orange Fanta should look like.

We had a really relaxing night out on the town, and were ready for post-election briefs the following day.


The ladies: Alex (who is a Yalie we hung out with in Nairobi), Annie, Julie and Me.


ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE: Dec 29th-present: What you don't get in the media
The situation when we awoke the following day could not be more different. Our meetings scheduled for the 29th never happened. When the tables turned and Raila's 2million vote lead was surpassed by the incumbent Kibaki, the people of Kenya took to the streets. 300+ people dead, 75,000+ people displaced. The images across global media have been horrifying. The lack of dialogue between Kibaki and Raila has greatly disappointed the Kenyan public who elected them. The pleas of the Red Cross for humanitarian aid are being made to the international community. Gordon Brown, Desmond Tutu and Ban Ki-Moon are involved.


Red Cross workers in Nairobi


I refuse to believe that this post-election turbulence will remove Kenya from her position as one of the most stable democracies in Africa. The media has since the 27th obscured the tranquility of election day when 71.4% of registered voters in Kenya showed up to the polls. The shocking headlines cannot capture the belief of the Kenyan people held in the ability of a democratic process. The headlines say nothing of the fact that Kenyan voters today are more educated about their rights as voters than ever before. But most importantly, they cannot capture the desire of the Kenyan voters to make the leaders they have elected respond to the political crisis and bring peace to our country.

I will keep dreaming of a Kenya at peace, because I have faith that the people of Kenya have the power to ensure that our political leaders honor the trust we put into the democratic electoral system when we voted.

If any of you would like more information on the current situation on the ground, or more specific details about our trip, just drop me a message/send me an e-mail amandla.ooko-ombaka@yale.edu.

NB: All the pictures in this blog are at the courtesy of Julie and Eliot. Many thanks.
 
 
hamunitishi
First things first...CONGRATULATIONS CLASS OF 2012! Welcome to Yale and to the most amazing website that WILL become the bane of your existence. I spent a sum total of the ENTIRE senior year of high school on this website. And you think facebook is procrastination.... I'm an international kid (born and bred in Nairobi, Kenya; lived in a buttload of places) and a sophomore at the BEST residential college at Yale- Branford (if any body says their residential college is better, they are lying). Before coming to Yale I wanted to be a Math major. Today I'm an International Studies major, because I just had like the best final ever! I will probably be an International Studies major tomorrow after I take the most impossible Econometrics final...For all other biographical info and favorite movies et all, please check out: My Profile.

Onto my actual blog now...
So being a Branford College Council (BCC) Freshman Rep. was a pretty sweet deal.  Yes, there was all the administration involved - I did have to write a letter of application, and be voted in by the current board (along with the three other BCC Freshman Rep's), and we had weekly meetings to discuss the Branford Activities the Council was sponsoring, and/or organizing. But those were probably the most static aspects of the responsibility. As a rep, the application was necessary, and the meetings (where we had Pizza and Chicken Tenders every week...and here I was trying to avoid the freshman 15!) were mandatory; but everything else I did was to fulfill the will of the Branford Freshmen (literally!). It's was a pretty dynamic job! I loved it soooo much, that I decided to run for executive board this year, and was elected Secretary of the council! Working as BCC Secretary is AMAZING. This year we have organized a whole plethora of activities including THE BEST TAILGATE at the Yale-Harvard game ever. More on all this stuff next time...But I as first semester sophomore year draws to a close and I am 3 months closer to declaring a major I have no idea about (given my confusion enumerated above...), I cannot help but reminisce about the good 'ol care free freshman days and my incredible residential college experience, despite living on Old Campus that year.

The people I represented as a freshman rep   - Branford Class of 2010 ->


So what does the BCC actually do? We plan events such as courtyard parties, ski trips, study breaks, movie nights, Independence Day, the Branford screw....and just before Christmas, we plan a Christmas Party for nearby Hamden Community Center kids. We get funding for our activities from our Master's Office (can I just take this as an opportunity to say that Branford has the coolest Master -> Steven Smith, otherwise known as S.Diddy, the Yankees #1 fan), and we vote within the council on how the money is allocated. The Council itself is comprised of the board - the Chair, Vice-Chair, ME (a.k.a secretary) two Co-SAC (Student Activities Committee) Chairs, a Treasurer, and the class reps. However most of our meetings are open to whoever wants to come; but if your late, you miss out on the pizza and chicken tenders from Yorkside...). Because we organize so many activities, and I would love to tell you all about them (but that would turn into a meta-blog), I'm going to give you a glimpse of the Branford College (BR) activities I had a big part in organizing my freshman year.

1) The first ever (hopefully) Annual Freshman Ultimate Frisbee Competition
I like to refer to this as my baby. So I get to the Yale campus in August, having played Frisbee maybe twice in my life, and I learn that the quintessential Old Campus sport is Frisbee. It is taken so seriously here that we have Ultimate Frisbee TEAMS that train and compete...check out Superfly, our men's Ultimate Team. Its crazy! But Frisbee is so much fun, and the perfect way to socialize on the O.C. quad when the weather is really good. After been voted onto the BCC on the second week of school, the President, told us that  in addition to  being there for BR 2010'ers (OMG, that makes me feel soo old...) to give us suggestions on changes they would like to see within our Branford Community, that we were encouraged to organize as many activities to build 2010 camaraderie as we possibly could. So I thought - why not have an Ultimate Frisbee competition?

It was the first time we were organizing an activity of this scale at Yale, and I was amazed how simple (which doesn't necessarily mean easy) it was to get stuff done. I just needed to run all my ideas past Sean first, if he okay-ed them, then we were good to go. As freshmen reps, I suggested we split up the tasks. I was in charge of food/drinks, and getting hold of a prize. All I had to do was:
1)  Tell Sean that we wanted some soda and water, and he was able to get these (plus paper cups e.t.c) when he did BCC shopping
2) Sign out tables to put our drinks on from the Master's Office
3) See Alicia (she is literally my lifeline in the Master's Office), S.Diddy's Senior Admin. Assistant for a 'prize'. She suggested a $50.00 voucher for Yorkside, which was perfect.

I learnt that if you have a well thought-out plan for a college activity,  and are willing to do the running around to make it work, you can get whatever support you want (financial and otherwise) from your Master's office. I <3 Yale.

The competition was such a hit! I even managed to get one of my high-school buddies who goes to NYU to come join in on the fun (that's her in the foreground of this photo.

By the drinks


Despite my inability to gauge the correct curl of the Frisbee, and Chaka's (who can do a flip then catch a Frisbee) accusation that I have no hand eye-coordination, (but I do, I play a mean game of tennis!) I am sooo looking forward to taking part in IM Frisbee next semester...

My team (which won!) in Action


2) The Branford Screw
Okay, so this wasn't solely a freshman event, but it was definitely one of the highlights of my first semester. To borrow a definition from my entry-way mate - "For the uninitiated: A college screw is a dance where the suitemates of Person A get together and pick a date (Person B) for Person A. But to get Persons A and B together, the suitemates of Person A tell the suitemates of Person B. Thus Persons A and B are set up by their suitemates. (Basically, a blind date)". And your suitemates come up with the most outrageous ways for you to meet your screw date...Either your suitemates can be really nice and set you up with someone really hott (like my screwdate, who was also an incredible dancer, I had a *lovely* time), or they can literally screw-you.

The Branford Screw had the most amazing theme - S. Diddy's White Party: Respect the Sexy.

Poster for the Screw - S. Diddy, your my hero

We had an amazing time trying to make our screw as close to P.Diddy's famous White Party in St. Tropez (minus the trampoline...). We had sushi for hors d'oeuvres, we had white candles everywhere, and the nicest white lilies in clear glass vases. Wow! And of course, the DJ was phenomenal, so I spent most of my time tearing up the floor.

A little chicken noodle soup for you...(And let it rain, and clear it out...)



Chris Chau - clearly respecting the Sexy



3) Let's get some lights on Vandi
Just as Christmas season rolls in, right across Old Campus, Freshmen like to show their Festive Spirit - on their buildings. Now some colleges like Morse, spell out MORSE with Christmas Tree lights across Durfee (where Morsels live for their Freshman year) , Pierson managed to get their college flag up in lights on L-Dub (where Piersonites and Saybrookians live their Freshman Year), J.E spells out their famous motto "JE SUX" across Farnam (where...you get the point!), and this phrase is usually completed with completely appropriate, non-phallic, non-offensive words added on by Stiles freshmen, who live in Lawrence :-). But because Branford is soo cool, and the freshman BCC's reps were just as cool, we had a Study-Break during Reading week to set up our lights.

Now, Vanderbuilt (which we shared with Berkley Freshmen) usually looks like this (can I just mention that this entryway, Entryway B, was my entryway. My room was the first one on the left, 3rd floor, and Uma Thurman filmed a couple of shots from her new film "In Bloom" in this entryway. I got to see her, she's really tall in real life, and sat on the stairs with Rachel Evan Woods,  who is also in the film, talking about how beautiful the Yale Campus is. If you get this room freshman year, your a bonafide baller)!:



But with the help of funding from the BCC, and a bit of organizing on my part (I managed to get hot chocolate from the Branford dining hall, the staff there are soooo nice, I signed out the tables from the Master's Office..i now feel like a bit of a pro with this whole organizing thang...), not only did we have an awesome time socializing over Cocoa with Marshmellows and Pretzels:

Ben hamming it up for the camera...


But we also had Christmas music playing out of the speakers in Chaka's room, which provided the artistic creation to go from this:


to this:



BFA! I <3 you Branford!
 
 
hamunitishi
I can't believe it. Freshman year will be over in 3 weeks. OMG! I feel such a sense of accomplishment being so close to surviving my first year at Yale. After the sheer craziness of the past 3 weeks, I feel like I can handle anything anyone tries to throw at me. But I'm sad to have to leave Yale for an entire 4 months. This is the first time since September that I will be away from the place that has become my second home for such a long period of time.


Hehehe. Ian Convey actually took this photo during Bulldog Days :-) Its a very whimsical photo actually. But its the prefect representation of Yale as a second home - my residential college Branford


But I've learned so much this year, I'm eager to step out of the Yale bubble and  re-immerse myself in the real world to test for myself  the theory that a Yale education prepares you to take on the world head first! What I'm most excited about though, is finding the 'new' me, understanding the metamorphosis from super excited-somewhat naive freshman -  to independent, free-sprited, 'that-much-more-wiser' rising sophomore.


The questionmark of self-discovery...

I got the inspiration for this blog while sitting on the O.C. enjoying the beautiful weather yesterday (76 degrees - yeah!), going through my photos and laughing at the craziness of freshman year when  "Put Your Record On" by Corrine Bailey Rae came up on my iPod.  I was just like - "wow, this song is soooooo true". I came to Yale a bit lost in all the excitement and overwhelming experience of first semester. Then second semester, trying to re-focus my life and realizing I'd changed so much as a person (for the better most of the time :-) ), and wondering how on earth to reconcile what I'd always known and believed in with all the new things I'd learned about me at college. Now, with the year drawing to a close,  I'm  beginning to find myself somewhere, somehow.

Here are a 4 (2 + 0 + 1 + 1) really important lesson's I think I've learned over the past year. I still don't know exactly how they all fit into the bigger picture - but i can't wait to find out this summer...

Lesson 1) Be nice to your suitemates - you may end up living with them Sophomore Year (and potentially for the rest of your Yale Career) :-)
I was really worried about my suitemates when coming to Yale. What if they don't like me? What if they can't stand the fact that I snore? What if we don't get along? What if our sleeping patterns are so awfully different? What if we have different social groups? What if...? Does Yale even know what its doing with the whole randomization housing process thingy?


Claire, Bailey and me! (where is Alex???)


I couldn't have been happier with the roommates I got freshman year. We called ourselves the super suite - Claire the improv genius from IL, Alex the acapella/drama queen from NJ, Bailey the Varsity pole vaulter form MA, and me, the international kid who likes to dance a lot :-) These girls I've lived with have been amazing. Because we're so different, I don't think I'd have ever met Claire, Bailey and Alex if we didn't live together. Yes our sleep patterns are divergent (i go to sleep well past midnight, Claire is usually in bed well before midnight) and yes we have completely different groups of friends.  But in between 'collective procrastination' a.k.a watching the entire Season One of the O.C. in one night, to watching each other act, dance, improv or vault, to late night G-Heav runs...its been wild. I've really learned what it means to live with different people, how to be tolerant, how to be accepting, how to compromise, but most importantly what it means to love your suitemates.

Its really sad that we will not all be rooming together next year, but I'm sure the friendships we've built will make sure we make every attempt to see each other a buttload of times next year.

 However, I am not free of one rather zainy suitemate...

Me and Claire being silly during the second week of school. I foresee a lot more randomness like this to come next year...

Yes, I am totally rooming with Claire next year. We can keep working on her 'ethnic' booty pop...

Lesson 2a) Classes are great. But they are your door to the world, not the world itself.
This may turn out to be a very dangerous revelation to have at  the end of Freshman year with 3 years left of academics to go...but its also one that is going to help me live life to the fullest. I came to Yale primarily for academics, and there is not doubt that I will leave with some of the most rigorous academic preparation and academic fulfilment any undergraduate could possibly wish for. But the more I'm here, the more I realize that academics are just the way into the wider experience that is college life, and one step after, life in general. I need to be at Yale and take classes to benefit from all the other amazing activities Yale has to offer. I need to take classes to make sure that I train not just my body, but my brain as well to the best of my potential. I need to take classes to open my mind to the possibilities that world has to offer me.


Spring Break 2007 - the Philippines

Going to the Philippines over Spring Break undoubtedly made me realize all this. I had the time of my life (hence the two epic blogs before this) and also had the most gratifying experience that I've had in a very long time. If i don't end up with a job  that makes use of everything I've learned at Yale in a way that makes me feel as good as I did helping out with GK then...

Lesson 2b) Remind yourself how awesome Yale is
So once you get here, and you get used to:
a)  Having class with Jacob Hacker (PLSC 203, he beat Lance Armstrong  during college nationals when he cycled for Yale...he missed our first lecture because he was summoned by Senate in D.C. to go give testimony...)
b) Having Tea with Andrew Wiles (he solved Fermat's last theorem) or Hason, or Sophia Copolla
c) Then having dinner with Akhil Amar (foremost consultant on Constitutional Law, consultant to the West Wing)
d) Personally leafing through original copies of Moby Dick kept in the Beinecke Rare Mansucripts Library ( you get to put on really cool white gloves...
e) Having dance class in the second largest gym in the world
f) Catching ice-cream with Sarah Hughes, chilling with Steven Spielberg's son, watching a movie with members of the Yale Women's Hockey Team (two of whom represented Team USA at the past winter Olympics)

You can forget how awesome Yale is, and all this becomes 'ordinary', you take it for granted that you are at the best college anyone can get an undergraduate experience in the world. Its soo important to have the 'OMG! I'm at Yale' moment everyonce in a while, and make an effort to find out even more about this amazing place. Everyone says getting in is the hardest part, and once you get here is soo easy to think that now your work is done...


Me and Nedelz 'working' in at the Admissions office

Working at the admission office is my way of keeping in touch with Yale's awesomeness. I get see Nedelz like 3 times a week. We're like an old-married couple, its incred...I get  to meet all you incredible people, and find out really random facts like Yale...(well you'll just have to find out when you get here...)

Lesson 3) Take risks, you never know what will happen!

This semester I took two really big risks. One of them was taking 6 classes, and being involved in 5 major extra-curricular activities (Dance, MUN, Leadership Institute, Global21, working for the admissions office as a URC and a tour guide)! I thought I could handle it...and somehow while I'm a bit worse for wear right now, I'm still surviving. I've learned so much about managing my time, not over-extending myself, finding time to do what I love, and to definitely NOT have 4 classes on a Friday, nor 9.30am class on a Monday (this is a mistake I will not make again...). I'm a firm believer in learning from experience. And this semester has taught me a lot! Looking back, I'm really proud of everything I've managed to get done, especially when I've only had 3 hours sleep and I am running on a  buttload of coffee....


Jive baby!

Yes! Colin and I totally competed at the biggest Ballroom Comp of the Year and totally kicked ass when I was tired out of my head :-)

The second really big risk I took was keeping in touch with the 'silly boy (a.k.a Justin)' from first semester. Relationships in general are a bit of a risk game all the time, and relationships at college are on a totally different plane because of the college life style, the new found independence, the fact that everyone lives within walking distance of each other... I don't know for sure where me + Justin are headed right now, but we've had an awesome time hanging out quite a bit the past couple of weeks, and we're both going to be in the area for the summer...

Being silly (as always) at the Saybrook Semi-Formal - Me + Justin

Lesson 4) Your friends are always there for you. Make time to be there for them too....

So college life is kind of crazy (I use this word too much, i need a synonym...any ideas?). You can go for days without seeing people...even your favorite people in the world because your schedule's are sooo different, and everyone is trying to juggle 2 million things. But that's not enough of an excuse to not be there for your friends, and give them a call as often as you can. Check in on their lives. This is what makes Yale so incredible. Its big enough for you to go underground during the three day period you have 4 mid-terms and 2 papers to hand in, but small enough that your best friends notice the second you do go underground.


Me + Teresa at her birthday dinner

So I look at my call log/sent messages on any given day - Teresa has been called/texted at least 3 times. I'm not even joking. If a day goes by and neither of us has called/text/seen the other, then my day is not complete. Having someone who literally knows what is going on in your life almost by the hour has been essential to my freshman year.I can't describe how amazing it is to have the week from hell (my life last week), and have Teresa call me up on Thursday, and be like "babe, you totally deserve to just chill out. We're going to go out for dinner on me, and we can just chill". She is incredible, and I only hope I've learned to be reciprocal and give to her as much as she gives to me.

P.S. in the space of time it took me to type my Teresa blurb, we've spoken to each other on the phone + sent a text messages about having dinner tonight :-)

Me + Gabriele + Natasja

So basically I see Gabriele and Natasja a buttload :-) We're all in RB (my super hot Hip-Hop Dance Group)  together and spend so much time dancing (or discussing our love lives/lack thereof when we should be dancing). Thanks to RB I've been able to bond with G and N through something we all love. These girls are like my sisters, I'm not even kidding. Natasja and I can go on for ages and ages about relationships in general, even at the most random of times - like yesterday 30mins on the phone at 10.00pm (crunch time on a Sunday evening when everyone really should be working, but we'd much rather just talk). Plus notdance party is complete without Natasja. She's the first person I find on the dance floor.  And Gabriele? Well, she's Gabriele (the apple in mouth says it all). Her randomness never ceases to amaze me, and that's why I love her so much. I met her mom last week, and I'm totally going to spend Thanks-Giving with her family in Delaware this coming Thanks-Giving.

P.S. So I wake up today, and guess who's asleep on my couch...Natasja :-)


Zack is kind of into Ultimate Frisbee. No-one makes me laugh as much as he does. The other day, he was playing Frisbee...with himself...yeah, think about it...

Zack is still my lifeline. And for the first time last week I realized how much I'd depended on him everytime i felt like the world was coming to an end, and I hadn't done the same for him nearly enough. No-one makes me laugh as much as he does. No-one lets me be as silly as he does. No one knows how to cheer me up like he does. Plus no-one leaves cooler voice-messages. Zack has taught me (whether he knows it or not), that your true friends are the ones your most comfortable with, and that's something that's taken me a really long time to learn. I met his parents for the first time yesterday, and I totally can't wait for Spring Break 2008 when I'm taking Zack sky-diving in WI on the way to SD to see his parents again :-)

So i come to the end of my final blog to you guys, the Class of 2011. Have an awesome summer! I can't wait for you  to come to Yale and have your preconceived notions of life, growing up, and the Yale experience completely turned on their heads. You'll learn for yourselves that you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow...

Boola Boola!

"Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow" - Corrine Bailey Rae
 
 
hamunitishi
07 April 2007 @ 10:06 am
And so the plot thickens....week two in the Philippines over Spring Break :-)

Before I start off, i just want to say a BIGGGGG CONGRATULATIONS to all RD admits. Welcome to the best place in the world to spend 4 years of your college life! Just for you guys, i'm writing this blog a bit differently that I usually write them. This time, i'm using some of the most ridiculous things people said during our time in Metro Manila to sign-post my blog. Have as much fun reading it as I did writing it!

"Is rice pasta?"- Drew
"No, its a plant" - O'Hagan
We we're all really sad to leave Pandi and the little village we had grown to love and head to Metro Manila. Back to the hustle and bustle of the city, traffic, pollution, and general madness that comes with living in the Big City, wherever in the world you may be. But  Metro-Manila has a whole different plan in store for us....

The first site we visited was Payatas, this massive landfill site in Metro-Manila. Landfills we're declared illegal by the Filippino government a couple of years ago, but sooo many people earned their livelihood scavenging on the landfill site for food, old trinkets to sell...that they still wanted landfills to remain in use. Sadly in 2000 at Payatas, there was a massive landslide that killed so many of the families that lived near the massive hill created by the garbage. It signaled a time of change for the whole area, and a different livelihood for the people


Payatas now: post-landslide

Now, when the garbage is dumped at Payatas, there are massive trucks that drive over the waste to compress it, and reduce the probability of a landslide occuring again. The trucks then drive over and spray an eco-friendly odor reducing , bacteria killing spray to make the area less of a health hazard for nearby inhabitants. Moving families from the surrounding area has been really difficult because their families have lived there for decades! But the Madrigal Foundation, a philanthropic organization in the Philippines began an alternative income generating activity for the residents of Payatas that would encourage them to move away from the landfill site, and back to their original homes in the countryside or other areas of Manila - ORGANIC farming!


The hill-top getaway of the  Madrigal Organic Farm

It's an incredible venture! Madrigal hired a bunch of engineers to find areas of the soil that had not been affected by the landfill waste over the past 20 years, and then Madrigal trained the locals on organic farming. Each volunteer to the program has to make the choice to leave a life of scavenging the landfill site to get a small plot of land on which to farm. They grow  everything on this farm from Rosemary and Arugala (best tasting Arugala in the whole world!) to Cassava and Filipino cucumbers! Some volunteers have been so successful with their little plots of land, that they sell small amounts of their produce to residents of Metro-Manila and are able to earn some extra money.



The Crew with Luis our guide. l-r, Luis, Ryan V., O'Hagan, Jamie, Riana, Drew, Me, JIng and TIta Evita. We're all smiling because we'd eaten so much good organic vegetable produce!

But most of the vegetables grown are to provide the volunteers and their families with food and herbs for medicine. There is a firm belief in the community in the life revitalizing properties of herbs . We had boiled herbal tea while we were there that is supposed to help your body get rid of toxins, and boy did i feel detoxed at the end of it all!

Drew however really wanted to see rice paddies. While in Pandi, we ate a lot of rice, and alot of Philippino dishes are rice based. Unfortunately, they didn't have any rich paddies at the organic farm. But this didn't prevent Drew from asking if rice was pasta...(thank-you O'Hagan for letting him know that rice is a plant :-) )


Ryan V's mom, Riana and O'Hagan with Cassava leaf necklaces

The volunteers took us round the organic farm and we're so open to answering all our skeptical questions about herbal medicines :-) And many of the volunteers spoke really good English,  so we had no problem communicating. But it was really nice to have Ryan's  (our team leader) mom with us because she is a native Tagalog speaker. She was on holiday in the Philippines, but Ryan hoodwinked her into orchestrating the second half of our trip :-). She knows a lot of people in the Philippines and was able to get us the personal tour of Payatas, as well as organize other really cool trips like the one to the Presidential Palace (the Philippines equivalent of the White House)....

"Although, if you do something minor like cut off your finger, you would still have come" - Jamie
The first week in Pandi was amazing! But we we're really tired. We came straight from mental exhaustion of mid-terms into physical exhaustion of building houses, to the all out tiredness of waking up at 6.a.m everyday (i don't even do that when I'm at school) to take our day trips in Metro Manila. We we're discussing the obligations of each of us to going along on all our day trips. We decided that it would need to be something much more serious than sleepiness for someone to stay home. So we began throwing out random examples of what constitutes minor and what constitutes serious, when Jamie declared cutting off your finger minor....

Anyway, back to the Presidential Palace.

Me and Jing outside the Presidential Palace

So all was well until we got to security and had to show our passports. That was when I realized that I was missing my I-94 immigration form!!! All you international kids (including Canadians!) will soon understand the value of your I-94 - you need it to get back into the USA. So I was totally freaking out, and made 20 mental notes to make sure as soon as we got back to the house, I would search my entire suitcase, and hope it had fallen out. Or else, I would have to call the American Embassy ASAP and hope they would let me back into the country without my I-94

Thank goodness President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo came by about an hour later, and completely took my mind of my I-94!


President GMA of the Philippines

It was a bit of a surreal experience. We were a bunch of Yale 'tourists' to the Palace, just chilling out by the grass, and the President comes by. We are totally allowed to go up to her and shake her hand. She's tiny like 4'9" tiny! But has such a presence. The Philippines is sooo progressive as far as having female political leaders in power. Since gaining independence, of the 14 Filipino presidents, 2 have been female. I'm wouldn't call myself a feminist, but power to the women of the Philippines for taking charge and commanding just as much respect if not more respect that their male counterparts!

Once we met the President, it was time to head home and SLEEP!

"Corregidor is no longer just WWII memorabilia, but its a theme park as well!" - Random lady on the video
During our week in Metro-Manila, we visited a ton of historical monuments, museums and the like, including Intramuros (the city within the city) and the St. Augustine Chapel (gorgeous). But by far the most fun to visit was Corregidor, an Island off the coast of Manila that was an American military base during the second world war.

Because Corregidor is an Island, we had to take a Ferry :-) Now, i'll wait until you guys get to Yale, and if you decide to travel abroad to a developing country you'll get a travel consultation at DUH (University Health Services), during which your told that Ferry's are a health hazard...wait for it....wait for it...because of...wait for it...DROWNING! Its ridiculous. So, the 7 of us get on the Ferry at 7am in the morning, laughing ourselves silly because of DUH's Ferry travel warning. Everyone is looking at us like we're crazy. And then they played this safety/information video while we were on the Ferry. We we're fully expecting Corregidor to be this sombre war memorial, when the random lady in the video says its a "theme park"!!!!

As we were to find out, her definition of theme park and our definition of theme park were totally different...
We we're thinking like roller-coasters. But we found a butterfly park :-) Bummer. Not to worry though, the little carts we rode around in totally remind me of the little train at Universal Studio's that you do the tour in...


Yalies totally being tourists. I went all out - floppy hat AND massive sunglasses.

Ever wondered where General MacArthur's famous "I Shall Return" quote comes from? Corregidor. At the start of WWII, General MacA was sent to Australia, from the Philippines and he promised the Filipino's he would return. It took him 3 years...nonetheless, he was a pretty awesome General, and there is a monument to him at Corregidor.


General MacArthur

The Philippines has been around for ages. And fought a long war for her independence. From the late 1800's when they fought the Spaniards who had occupied the Philippines since the 1600's for nearly 300 years, to the1900's when they fought both the Japanese and the American's for their independence. So while Corregidor is primarily a WWII memorial, there is a special remembrance to all the Filipino men and women who dedicated their lives to gaining the independence of their country


Memorial to all Filipino men and women who gave their lives to gain independence for the Philippines


Memorial's aside, you can still see the original, untouched Barracks at Corregidor. These structures are amazing, and I can only imagine how impressive they must have been before they were bombed relentlessly during WWII.






"I'm depressed about the guns" - Jing
"What guns?" - Riana

Corregidor doesn't just have ruins and memorials, but guns, lots of them. And we saw lots of them. I can't remember any of their names, is anyone out there a gun/cannon expert and can give more detailed info these babies? Because we spent so much time checking out the guns, it was the funniest thing when later on that night Jing comments on the guns, and Riana asks her "What guns?"

This one...


Short range rotating gun

And these ones.....


Medium range guns

And this MASSIVE one....

Riding the gun. Me, Ryan V (with my hat, because he thought it appropriate...), Riana, Jamie, O'Hagan, Drew, the spirt of J-Wong who was ill at home, and the MASSIVE long range gun.

So I keep going on about how we took like 2000 photos altogether. This is one of those 2000. It was taken at Corregidor. Ryan V just handed me a camera and told Jamie and Riana to run! This is the result. This photo is completely random and didn't fit in with the rest of the storyline of the blog, but It is such an amazing photo, I had to put it in somewhere......


Sheer Yale randomness. I <3 Yalies and our random moments.


"...short of a celebrity" - O' Hagan
During the week in Manila, we met the Prez, toured monuments/museums, and met a lot of political leaders in the Philippines. While in Pandi in the village, we learned a lot about the socio-economic development within GK, and model I really feel should be replicated across the world because it is so successful and brings so much hope to the poorest people in the Philippines, and gives them a chance to restore their human dignity. The week in Manila not only taught us about the history of the Philippines, but we learned a lot about Politics in the Philippines, and how the political structures in the Philippines view development, and the eradication of poverty.

We met with left-wing activist Randy David, one of the most eloquently outspoken opponents to the current Arroyo regime. We met Secretary Alvarez, Cultural and Social Welfare advisor to Prez. Arroyo - definitely one of the most progressive/forward looking and passionate people I've met in a long time. Sec. Alvarez has an incredible history with drama and the arts, and truly wants to ensure that art is part of everyone's life because art and drama are some of the most powerful political tools of expression. We even got to have dinner with Senator Arroyo (not related to Prez. Arroyo).


Senator Arroyo

So Senator Arroyo is kind of a big deal in the Philippines. The system of government is bicameral, and there are 12 Senators in the country. He was named the 'best Senator' in early 2000, and has an incredible history as a Human Rights Lawyer. He's also the dad of Joker Arroyo, a freshman at Yale :-)

After dinner at the Arroyo's. Me, Ryan V., J-Wong, Riana, Drew, O'Hagan, Jamie, Jing, Joker's sister, Joker, Joker's mom

Joker's mom and dad made sure we had an awesome dinner and spoke so openly to us about Politics in the Philippines. Plus we got really cool bands and t-shirts to help support Senator Arroyo in the upcoming elections. He's running for Senator again. And his campaign slogan is basically "The People's Dragon...when your bad, you better watch your back"


"OMG! The Volcano is smoking..."
In between meeting important political leaders, and being tourists, we also had time to just chill out and have fun! On one of those days, we went to Taal Volcano, one of the 'not so dormant' volcanoes in the world. It was an awesome day. We got into a boat to cross onto the small Island where the Taal volcano is located before climbing all the way up!



Me and Jing in the boat!

And the view from the top was incredible!



Lake in the crater of the volcano!

I admit it was a bit discerning to see steam/heat/smoke coming out of random holes in the ground...but the rest at the top of the volcano, wind blowing through our hair, sipping young coconut juice straight from the coconut (called Buko Juice) put my mind somewhat at eas

"If xxxxxx xxxxxx tasted like mango, the world would be happy" - O'Hagan (censored due to sensitive nature of this blog :-). But kudos to you if you guess what she said!)


We grew to love a lot of things in the Philippines, especially the Mangoes! OMG. They were soooo delicious, my mouth waters just thinking about them now...

O'Hagan devouring a succulent Mango...


We also grew to love videoke! Everyone loves it!




The all-important videoke machine

Every middle/upper class household in the Philippines owns a videoke machine. It makes for a fun, fun, fun late night when you've had lots of really cool 'beverages'.





Anthea, Ryan V's cousin, who's a model. While in Manila we stayed with her mom at her house. All 8 of us. They were sooo nice to us all, and really treated us like party of the family.


Wow, i'm going to stop now, because this is a really LLLOOONNNG blog. Its been so hard to fit so much awesomeness into two blogs. I will totally tell you more about my AMAZING Spring break when I meet you during Bulldog Days/later on in September.

The Philippines, Mahal Kita!


The crew at the beach...

 
 
hamunitishi
Disclaimer 2: (I really love all this legal lingo! I'm taking Computers and the Law now, so I feel qualified to drop in a legal term or 2 :-) ) This blog contains an INCREDIBLE amount of photos. Keep going till the end or you'll miss all the fun. Over the entire trip, as a group we took 2000 photos. So picking the 20 in this blog was maadddd hard! ENJOY!

I cannot emphasize how much i <3 Yale and that fact that they 'paid' for me to have what has undoubtedly been one of the most eye-opening experiences of my entire life. Spring Break 2007 in the Philippines  has ultimately changed the way I view the future of international development and the role I have to play in it. I'm always skeptical when after like 2 weeks of any experience someone claims that it has changed their life forever. "Its naive", I've always thought. But having had such an experience over Spring Break, i am much less skeptical. From the moment we stepped off the plane when we were greeted by a Filipino live band before we'd even gone through immigration, I knew this was going to be the experience of a lifetime.

  Most airports greet you with sniffing dogs, immigration officers who look at you suspiciously and fingerprint scanning machines...but not Manila International Airport - we we're met with a live band!           

Having traveled for a sum total of 30 hours from Phelps Gate at Yale to Manila International Airport  (longest flight in between was 13 hours!!!!!!!!), it was so nice to arrive to music and 30 degree C weather (about 92 F). Even if I hadn't slept at all on the flight because I always try and watch all the movies (i know i'm not the only one...), and was still half-dead after the onslaught of mid-terms before break, stepping off the plane onto Filipino soil for the first time made me sooooo excited!


The illegal photo at immigration: l-r - Jing, O'Hagan, Drew, J-Wong, Jamie, Riana et Ryan (our group leader)

In my incredible state of excitement, I began taking pictures of EVERYTHING, wanting to really savor the moments on the trip including going through immigration. At which point I took the illegal photo you see above, because as I was told later - taking photos at immigration at most International Airports is prohibited. Ooops!

Its definitely a good thing that I was super excited and able to pump out lots of adrenaline because as soon as we got out of the airport, we were whisked away to the first stop on our 2 week trip - GK Baseco. While some people (ahem Nedelman - check out his London blog, its kinda hott) wanted to spend their time watching Girls Aloud performing at Clubs (hehehehe), or being 'jovial' in Florida, there are many more trips you can take over Spring Break. Reach-Out  Yale organizes alternative Spring Break Trips aimed at Yalies interested in learning about International Development at different sites round the US and throughout the developing world. I chose to apply to the Philippines trip because not only did I want to have a productive Spring Break, and find out why Gawad Kalinga (GK), the NGO we worked with was soo amazing, but also because  I never been to Asia, plus there was a lot of funding available for the trip. Of the $1600 the trip cost, I paid $250 of it from my own pocket. Yeah Yale!

So what does GK do? Rebuilds the lives of the poorest of the poor in the Philippines and give the people the conviction to believe that the life of a Filipino is worth. GK turns poverty ridden communities full of shanty houses, some of which have undergone horrific experiences such as the complete burning down of this village, from this:

Baseco in January 2004

To this:
GK Baseco today


Gawad Kalinga is Tagalog (one of the national languages of the Philippines, the other being English. Did you know that the Philippines is not only the only catholic country in South East Asia due to 300 years of Spanish colonial rule, but it is also the third largest English Speaking country in the WORLD, due largely to American colonization) for Care Givers. Only by working with GK for most of my Spring Break was I fully able to understand the mission and vision of Tony Meloto, the founder of GK. Mr. Meloto believes that for poverty alleviation to be sustainable in the long run, the human dignity of people living in such impoverished conditions must be restored. How can an individual who lives in conditions like this:
GK site before

wake up everyday in the morning, with the belief that they can permanently escape such a situation, especially when they're families have lived in such conditions for generations? Like Mr. Meloto, I fully believe that poverty is not just an economic state of affairs, but a mentality. While I am hesitant to go as far as calling poverty a self-perpetuating culture, it goes beyond finances and politics. This view on poverty is applicable to all countries around the world, not just developing ones. I am currently taking a class with Professor Jacob Hacker entitled "Inequality in American Democracy " which in one word is phenomenal. Not only is Prof. Hacker awesome - he beat Lance Armstrong at nationals when he cycled for Yale, and wasn't able to make our first lecture because he was summoned by Senate in D.C. to give a testimony, but his class is so poignant to the state of world affairs today. We've learned that those in America born into the lowest income brackets of society almost never move up the societal ladder because poverty, inequality and the disparity that accompanies the two is so ingrained into the people. Rather than constantly throwing money at the problem, Mr. Meloto's strategy is very simple. Move the poorest of the poor from homes like those in the photo above, to homes like these:


Completed GK site

Simple, no? It works like this, because people in GK villages are the poorest of the poor and cannot afford to pay for these homes that cost about $2000 to build, one needs to volunteer to build what will become their neighbors house, before they can move into their own. This means that the people not only have a sense of achievement and self-worth in building a house, but they have a sense of ownership over their community, and have some hope restored to them that they can effect change within an impoverished community and improve the standard of living of their neighborhood. Its brilliant! My own country Kenya has grappled with the problem of poverty for so long, and for Tony Meloto to have a system that works so well has really given me hope for my own country. Just compare the smiles on these kids faces with the picture of the boy in the burnt down Baseco photo above. The transformation is sooo real!


I wanted to leave the Philippines with a Filipino kid. They are soooo cute!

Once the community has homes they are proud of, GK continues its work with building churches and schools in the neighborhood, installing youth programs and income generating programs for the local community, and most importantly providing a forum for values formation where the community really gets to start on a new slate, and set the new values for the community with an emphasis on improving and sustaining the improved lives of the people from a holistic point of view. Words cannot express how incredible it was to be part of such an amazing program even if for such a short period of time.

After visiting Baseco, we stopped at one more completed GK village, GK Japan. Basically, the villages are named after the people who gave the money to build the houses there. After our awesome experience, we definitely want to get a Yale village out there. While at GK Japan, we had our first taste of Filipino food, which was the most pleasurable experience for my taste buds since I was last home in Kenya. We also got to play with the kids; I taught them a bit of Swing, and Ryan V. our trip leader, who was born to Filipino parents in California even sang a Tagalog love song. He didn't know what he was singing about, but the village loved it!

Cool fact: Ryan is actually left handed, but had to play right handed guitar - UPSIDE DOWN :-)

The next day, after a night in Manila, we  headed off to the village that we would be working on. While we had previously visited two completed villages, we were going to be living and working at a new site where many of the villagers still lived in cardboard box houses. The reception of the people in Pandi was so warm - I still smile thinking about it.



The massive welcome sign that was made for us!

As soon as we arrived in Pandi and put down our stuff in the house we were staying in (how incredible is it that we got to live in one of the 4 completed houses while we were there, the community was sooo welcoming!) we got straight to work. On different days, we had different activities to do. The first couple of days, we began with laying the brick work for a house. The following house started off as 2 blocks high, but before too long we had it up to here:

House we began work on!

Can I just say that building houses is fun? Its kind of hard, very dusty, and you have to lift all sorts of heavy objects. But as a group, we were soooo pumped to build houses. We perfected our 'conveyor belt like' system of work. Make a long line of people, and pass the cement down!

After brick laying, comes my favorite part - PAINTING! We were able to fully participate in the entire spectrum of house building activities, and see a house go from nothing but dust , to this:


I love how colorful GK houses are. They immediately make you happy and cheerful just looking at them. This is such a change from the houses the community lived in before!

But building houses was only the tip of the iceberg. We got to interact with everyone in the community. Early mornings were spent meeting everyone from the Mayor to Congress person of the area. And we got to travel in the most delightful vehicles ever - Jeepnies.

Rear-view of a Jeepnie

Jeepnies remind me a lot of the public transportation vans we have back home. Jeepnies are notorious for their colorful exteriors and very, shall we say, 'innovative' style of driving - on curbs, taking blind corners, not having speedometers or seatbelts...but they are sooo much fun to ride!

The whole crew!

We got really close in the time spent in the Jeepnie on the way to the Senators office...partially due to spatial restrictions on the Jeepnie :-)

Everywhere we went,  including the Senators house, we were served incredible food. We ate literally 5 meals a day, which made me very happy! The Senator was so postive about the change GK had made to the local communities in Bulacan (the district where Pandi was located) and really applauded their work. He was a really chill guy, and challenged Ryan to a game of chess. Ryan actually won the first game! But lost the second :-(
 

Ryan goes head to head with the Senator


Later on at night when we were done with the builds, we would spend time with our host family. Here I am with my host mom. I ate meals with the family, spent time with the kids, and generally got to know my family really well. It was sooo sad when I had to leave, and my host mom wrote me the most moving note I have received in such a long time. She told me that I was the first visitor to her home since she relocated to this GK site and she really hopes I go back because all her kids cried when I had to leave. We grew so close so fast, its almost scary...

Tita Evangeline and I eating a meal

I had the most fun of all interacting on such a daily basis with all the young people in the village. When we left Yale after having had lots of meetings to discuss and plan the trip, I really thought I was going to the Philippines to essentially do what Habitat for Humanity does - build houses for the impoverished. But GK is all that and so much more. The crux of my experience was not really building the houses, but the really strong bonds I formed with the village.


My crew! - the guys and Mary Joy

A lot of the guys you see here in the photo were termed 'delinquents' by everyone in the community outside Pandi. We were told by the GK officials that the residents of Pandi were even looked down upon by other people in their own district. The young men were 'useless', into vices and not looking out for the betterment of their community. The young women were no 'better'. GK totally changed that around. The young men we worked with really tugged at my heart strings. After all, they were the ones predominately building the houses, all the younger kids looked up to them, and they had completely turned their lives around to help rebuild their community. What more could you ask for? Plus they could all sing :-) The global span of music is incredible. They were all singing Green Day's "Wake me Up (When September Ends)" everytime we were building. And they made every effort to communicate with us in English. I felt so bad that my Tagalog was so paltry! But I made a point of learning as many names as I could when I was there. It was so nice to walk around and greet people by name.

What really hit home for me as far as the work GK was doing and whether or not it had any true effect on the community, was the children and the inner confidence and joy they were not at all shy to share. I really believe that if you want to see where a community is headed in the future, you need to look at the children.

Mary Joy looking as cute as always

From the word go, the children would come up to us and ask us what our names where, who we had a crush on, what we needed help with, if they could teach us a local dance or more Tagalog words...they were so confident in themselves! They were so proud of their village, and their command of English (and our derth of Tagalog), and the values that GK had helped instill in the community. This is a sign that the hope is there! Whoever says developing countries will forever remain developing - ha! And these kids will pass on the same hope, forward-looking vision and confidence to their kids, who will also have a belief in their ability to break out of poverty and make a better life for themselves. GK is not just building houses, its is building communities that WILL rebuild the Philippines as a nation.


Isoyi - the cutie!

Isoyi was very soft spoken, but very eloquent, and very willing to learn anything and everything we tried to teach the kids when we played all sorts of fun games with them. He became my 'personal' translator. Whenever I couldn't understand what one of the kids was saying, I found Isoyi and he helped me out. As true as it was that I spoke no Tagalog, I never once felt like I couldn't communicate with any of the kids. The power of making such personal connections as we did with the kids is so strong, that literary words can't prevent you from doing what you need to do. That sounds really philosophical, but is sooo true!

Behind Riyu, you can actually see the house we lived in while we were there. Riyu here was a bit of a Red Rover super star. One of the many games we taught the children was Red Rover. And they loved it, and wanted to play it all the time!


Riyu striking a pose on the moto-bike of one of the GK volunteers


Me and Michealla hamming it up for the Camera


Steph, Tin Tin, Adrian and Ivan - my host family kids. OMG! I miss their hugs sooo much!


The "It" girls - they became mine and Jing's posse


Words really cannot express the experience I had working with GK. I still have so much to say...like the fact that GK's operations are largely run by Filipino volunteers who have seen the amazing work of GK and have decided to dedicate their lives to it (like our group liason Paolo who turned down a scholarship to John Hopkins Med. School after he finished his undergrad in the Philippines to work on a full-time basis with GK), and I have so many more pictures to share with you...its such a shame I can't do it all now!  If you want more info - fin me over Bulldog Days - i have so much more to share!

I had the time of my life working with GK over the first week of Spring Break and I cried like a baby when I had to leave. GK Pandi, Salamat for this experience! I will never for get it.


The Yale reach out group with out two liasons! Jamie, Me, Riana, J-wong, Paola and Rachelle (GK volunteers), Jing, Ryan, O'Hagen and Drew





 
 
hamunitishi
YIPPPPEEEEEE!!!!!

Its Spring Break! Thank-you Thank-you Thank-you President Levin and the rest of the Yale admin at Woodbridge Hall that set the academic calendar, for giving us Yalies TWO WHOLE WEEKS of Spring Break. As you can tell by now I am incredibly excited to be going on Spring Break, even having slept all of 3 hrs yesterday because I stayed up watching season one of the O.C...I'm addicted, what can I say?

I am headed for the Philippines in less than an hour, and I still have to finish packing, but I'd much rather be writing this blog...I think this the manifestation of my fear of missing Yale soo much when I'm away for Spring Break...Its lovely to get back to the real world where you have no classes, no problem sets to hand in, no 3 hr dance class every other day and just chill out, but I'm really going to is this place...Why?


1) The FOOD!
Okay, so this is going to sound super crazy, but I'm kind of going to miss the food here and the whole socializing aspect of meal times at Yale. I mean who wouldn't miss organic brownies and other yummy Sustainable food goodies made from our very own organic farm nearby? Check out: The Yale Sustainable Food Project!



The Freshman Festival of Comestibles

While the 18 foot long loaf of bread you see here is not typical to the dinning experience at Yale (i just think its really cool that Freshmen only get this really amazing, on-time only dinner hosted in Commons dining hall with everything from 18 foot long loaves of bread to succulent lobster-yum!), the social buzz in the photo is very typical. I use meal times to catch up with all my friends - from comparing homework to demanding explanations of the sketchy (for non-American English speakers read dodgy :-p) pictures I've seen of their weekend activities on facebook. I'm not going to be able to do this for two weeks!!!!!

2) Random 3am hang-out sessions
So the college schedule is kind of crazzzyyyy! And I tend to be awake sometimes at 3am. But then again, so are a lot of people :-) You have 3 options at times like this: firstly do the work your supposed to be doing i.e. focus on the reason why your still awake at 3am instead of in bed. Secondly, you could class up a friend, and hang out. Thirdly, you could call up a friend and hang out.



Me and Mahdi (definitely the coolest Palestinian from Jerusalem I have ever met!) during one of our hang-out sessions.

By mere virtue of statistical likelihood, I am more likely to call up a friend and hang-out (this is exactly how to us Maths to your advantage!). It is times like this when you really bond with your friends. When i'm half the ways across the work in the middle of nowhere in the Philippines building a house, somehow doing this becomes kind of hard...

3) Dance and Colin, but more so the Dance :-p
Colin and I want to get really good at Ballroom dancing. So we practice A LOT (sometimes we can be going - practice-lesson-practice for 3 hrs straight!). Which means I have to see him EVERYDAY. Which is great, because I heart Colin, and all our practice is paying off. Check us out at February's BU competition, where we won second overall for the Rumba. The video is the final!


Me and Colin ROCKING THE RUMBA!!


When you get used to seeing someone every single day and practicing dance every single day as well, you really miss them :-( I've missed one day of practice so far, and I'm suffering withdrawal symptoms...

4) Perfecting my procrastination skills...
I heart Mac and the webcam on my laptop means I can take pictures anywhere, anytime! This has greatly enhanced my ability to procrastinate.
 

Me and Ryan. V trying out different widths of smile...

I won't be carrying my computer with me over Spring Break because I will not technically NEED it...which means that i'll have to fin alternate means of procrastination. Poo! My head hurts just thinking about having to think. Luckily, Ryan V. is my trip leader for the Philippines trip. Maybe we can come up with some more ideas together....

5) My girlllllsss!!!
I will not be able to use my cellphone/shout across the Vanderbuilt courtyard to speak to my girlies for 2 weeks. This is serious! How else am I supposed to figure out what to wear the next day? Or what dining option we can use (the Law School has excellent Sushi I might add, and we can use our meal swipes there. Yay Yale!)? Or what Master's tea to go to? I will be at such a loss!


Gabriele, Tamara, Tayrn, Moi et Natasja at Kwanza Ball!


6) Branford College
We have already established that Branford is the bestest residential college in the whole world. Our Master is called S. Diddy, he sponsored some of my expenses for the Philippines trip, we have Harkness Tower, the " most beautiful courtyard in all of America" - Robert Frost...we are even cool enough to Bring HANSON (yes, Hanson, MMMBOP....) to Yale for a Master's Tea. Yes, my suitemates did sit front row center, and almost touched Taylor Hanson...*faint*


Showing Maddd Branford Pride

I'm going to be away from my home-away-from-home for two weeks. Its going to take some getting used to...

7) The Super Suite...
A.K.A. my Suite :-). While we will be conquering the world over Spring break, Claire is going to the Winnebago on an improve tour, Alex is doing a service trip similar to the one I'm doing in the Philippines, but instead in the Dominican Republic, and Bailey is attending track meets in Florida...i'm going to miss being together.


Claire brandishing Sushi on a night out with the suitemates
Who else can understand my very late and outdated addiction to the O.C? Who will wake me up in the morning (i have trouble doing this especially on Friday and Monday mornings)? But most importantly, who can I call when I lock my keys in the room after my shower and i'm standing outside my door in my towel only???

8) Extra-curriculars
So in one of my previous blogs, I was on about how I make most of my closest friends during my extra-curricular activities. I'm not going to have a MUNTY meeting, Leadership Institute Lunch, Global 21 happy hour, Tour to give (i'm a tour guide now by they way...yay! More on this later), for two weeks!!!


One of our many MUNTY 'meetings' :-)
What am I going to do with all this free time???????

9) YOU GUYS - CLASS OF 2011!
I spend obscene amounts of time on admits.yale.edu. Blogging, posting on the boards, responding to your e-mail addresses, promising burritos over Bulldog Days (sales pitch: register for BDD's if you haven't already!)...and now i'm going to be gone for 2 weeks!


The bane of my existence/ultimate procrastination tool: admits.yale.edu

Keep the messages coming, keep the board alive, so i have something to do when I get back!

Have an awesome two weeks to come!!!!
xxx




















 
 
hamunitishi
28 February 2007 @ 12:44 am
Disclaimer: This blog contains a lot of photos. Check them all out! If your name is not Oscar P., Ian C., Damilola or Nedelman, if you can find me in the final big group picture, you get a burrito when you come to Bulldog Days!

Its that time of the year when Spring break is soooo close (OMG, 2 weeks of absolute heaven...I <3 Yale and the fact that our spring break is twice as long as most people's!), but there is so much to get done that it seems really far away. Plus it's been sort of snowing the past couple of days which is great because everything so so pretty covered in white, but it also means that its cold, which means that I've got the sniffles! But the fact that this past weekend definitely ranks amongst my top 3 weekends at Yale, even if was cold and i'm sick tells you how awesome the weekend was. On Saturday, we had the annual Yale African Students Association(YASA)/ Yale West Indians Students Organization (YWISO)  cultural show, this year entitled: "Pieces of Heritage". I have three words to describe it - WOW! WOW! WOW!

So i've sort of compiled a list on putting together one of the most incredible cultural events at Yale. It follows the following format: Step 1: You put...

1)...on the right clothes

Clearly my lack of model poise and sleepy-eyed posing skills mean that you will NOT have the pleasure of seeing me on ANTM Cycle 8 (which begins tomorrow - too bad I have 3 mid-terms next week...). But the point of the photo is to concentrate on the dress...

So I generally love dressing up. But this past weekend I got to dress-up in modern West African attire. I'm actually from East Africa, but hey - the whole point of a cultural show is to share and appreciate the cultures of those around you. It was so much fun to wear the gorgeous outfit you see here, even if I couldn't breathe in it (damn you Yale sustainable food. I just eat and eat and eat...then tell myself I dance so much I don't need to go to Payne Whytney Gym to work-out like everyone else at Yale :-)). Plus dressing up in African regalia reminded me of home. I didn't get to go to Kenya over Christmas break, so I really miss home!

Step 2: ...the right food on your plate

Teresa and Angela loving the Afro-Carribean food!

As you can probably tell, I like food, A LOT! I especially love home-cooked food that reminds me of home.  That's why its so great to have access to kitchens in our residential colleges, because we can cook - A LOT! While we had to order some of the more 'complicated' food we served at Pieces of Heritage, my buddies and I had an incredible time cooking in our residential college. And the food tasted sooooo good. I mean, just look at the expressions on Teresa and Angela's faces!

Step 3...your communication skills to practice and invite lots of friends, including your big sib


My big sib, Kev

One of the main reasons for putting on a show is to invite other people to come see the show, no? So I sent out facebook invitations, personal e-mails and even text all my friends to make sure they could come. I was especially happy to see my big sib Kev there. Every freshman at Yale in addition to being assigned a Dean and Master (based on their residential college), as well as a faculty advisor and a fro-co, also gets a big sib. Big sibs are there to be your 'wiser' (rather than older) siblings. Kev gives me advice on everything from classes to boys, and I can call him any time I want! We call each other up to catch movies, or ice-cream or just talk life.

Step 3...in some practice time for your acts before going on stage

The Konjo Drummers getting in some practice time

The diversity of performers, performances and audience we had at Pieces of Heritage was phenomenal. Just look a the Konjo drummers - you don't have to be African or of African descent to appreciate the culture and share it with others. In this picture alone we have an African American, a West Indian, a Caucasian American and a Latino guy, all working together to make a siiiiiccccckkk beat. The Konjo drummers rock, what can I say?

Step 4...up a table with cool collectibles for people to buy



Jewellery Galore

Whenever you hold a cultural event, you have to sell cool collectibles for people to buy, and wear the whole year so they can come back the next year and want more :-) We had everything from cowrie shells to leather sandals...



But it wasn't just us YASA and YWISO hosts selling stuff. Engineers without Borders (EWB) set up a stall to sell jewelry to help women in Cameroon build wells. The EWB chapter at Yale is very active. They foster innovation and creative application of engineering and multi-disciplinary skills in collaboration with stake holders to realize, change and improve the environment, health and community capacity (and yes, I just pulled that off their website...).

Step 5...up a petition or two to sign


Nicole with the AIDS Watch collection box

No Yale event is complete without its share of campaigning/protesting/petition signing :-) We like to get our voices heard, and the human rights and political freedom movements on campus are incredible. So at this show, we had Yale Aids Watch and STAND- Yale Chapter (Students Taking Action Now, Darfur), some of the most active groups on campus dealing with African issues set up stalls at our event. They were able to inform all the people who came about the situation on the ground in Africa and let us know what we as Yalies living in New Haven, CT can do to help-out.


Christina busy on her laptop about to give her speil on STAND-Yale

Step 6...on some awesome performances - self explanatory :-)


Omar from Y-WISO doing a dancehall inspired self-composed rap about Peace in the USA. Beenie Man - watch out, your not the only one out-there with the skills and the message


Konjo completely rocking it out! Girl on the left is Robin, she was my host for Bulldog Days. (Have you all signed up to come for Bulldog Days?? If not, register NOW!). I now live in the room she lived in her Freshman Year...)


Sofy playing her arranged Ethiopian and Eritrean folk songs on her cello. She did it to "better understand the culture of my parents' home countries". She worked it out!



No Yale event is complete without an a capella performance of some sort. Pieces of Heritage featured ASEMPA, Yale's premier African singing chorus. They were absolutely sublime!




Jeff in a self-choreographed modern dance/ballet version of Bob Marley's :"Johnny was a good man". This was undoubtedly the most interesting interpretation ever of this amazing song!


The Freshman Dance. I had so much fun co-choreographing this piece with Angela. Performing it was incredible, even if the first thing I did when I came off stage was to blow my nose and proceed to cough for like 10 minutes :-). If your NOT Oscar P, Ian C, Damilola or Nedelman and can correctly identify me in the photo -  a burrito for you when you come to bulldog days/in August :-)

Step 7...on your good looking face :-)
But we already discussed this in my blog "I'm an International Kid, I look so good".  International Kids are just born good-looking. Its in the genes.



Akua (Ghana), Genet (Ethiopia), Nicole (Antigua) looking HOTT!

I can't wait for the YASA/YWISO cultural extravaganza next year!
 
 
hamunitishi
09 February 2007 @ 11:41 pm
So, in my last blog, I mentioned the kid i'm not neighbors with or have classes with but still get on really well with, a.k.a Ben and our crazy plan to take a midnight hike up East Rock. Well, we did! And what an adventure that was. I could have gone to a wild frat party, or stayed in my warm cozy room armed with hot-chocolate/marshmallows , my girles, and  a movie. Instead, i chose to hike up the 359ft that make up East Rock, in 7 degree coldness with incredibly strong wind (bringing the temperature closer to 2 degrees F). But don't question my decision :-) I had an awesome time.

 Here is what East Rock looks like during the day.


East Rock by Day

Its pretty awesome by any standards. Besides being a physical rock, East Rock lends its name to the surrounding park, and the northeast side of downtown New Haven. Visiting East Rock is rated the top 9th activity New Haven-ers like to do according to Yahoo Travel (though i'm not too sure that many people visit at night :-)). I'd say its so popular not only because of the spectacular view of New Haven you get from the top, but also because of the impressive Soldiers and Sailors monument atop East Rock:


Soldiers and Sailors Monument

This monument honors New Haven's citizens  who fought in the Civil War, the Revolutionary War, the battles of 1812, and the Mexican-American wars. This is as far as the history lesson goes. I will move onto more interesting things. Like how we got to East Rock in the dark :-)

The Yale Shuttle Service is a very efficient, safe, round-the-clock transportation service to key locations on campus and to Yale's surrounding residential areas.


One of the Yale Shuttle Service Buses. In this lighting it kinda of reminds me of the Knight bus in Harry Potter...

During the day time, you can take the bus up Science Hill (essential when it is this cold outside....), or as I do, up to Harkness Ballroom for my Ballroom class, or anywhere else on/close to campus you need to go. During the after-hours, there is the Mini-bus, also part of the Yale Shuttle Service. I <3 the Mini-bus. When its kind of late, and your far away from your room, just call the Mini-bus, and it will come pick you up from wherever you are, and take you to where you need to go. All for free! And its heated (sorry for the excessive cold/warm references! But at this time of year, its paramount to know where all the warm cozy places/people are...


Ben and the crew waiting for the bus

At about 11.00pm, we boarded the Yale Shuttle headed for East Rock. I was sooo excited! Not only did I get a chance to see Ben, but I also got to meet some of his other really cool friends. It turns out that Emma's (girl on the extreme right) parents had lived in Nairobi for a while. So we had so much to talk about on the 20min. bus ride to East Rock. I keep meeting people with connections to Kenya at Yale. It always makes me smile plus I can talk about Java Coffee House, and Carnivore Restaurant without people asking "where's that???".

So we got off the bus, and the trek began. Don't be fooled by my athleticism and great mountaineering skills, the hike up East Rock is no small feat. Its only 359 feet high, but most of the ascent is incredibly steep. Its really helpful that they have stairs that match the topology of the rock all the way up, and at least a railing to hold onto at the steepest places. We also picked a really good night to climb up. The  sky was clear and the moon was so radiant, so we had ample lighting. To top it all off, we were a good group of 10 people seeking adventure - we were able to support each other, and share body heat during group hugs! But perhaps most importantly, we had Ben, who knew the route like the back of his hand. In his honor, I place here a stunning photo of him trying to look adventurous:


Ben about to tackle the Rock

Climbing up gave me a really good workout. Much more fun than doing those silly bum crunches and squats I always see people doing in the gym. Me + Gym = FEAR. I cannot set foot into a gym, but that's another story...I stopped several times climbing up the rock to look back and absorb the amazing view. Ben managed to convince me that we could see the New-York haze of lights from East Rock. Once we got to the top, WOW! What can I say, it breath-taking. Its like the perfect place to go for a Sunday afternoon laze about, tranquil Saturday night trek, or Friday romantic picnic. I present to you New Haven by night:


I hope you like my artistic touch on the photo. I admit to know nothing about photography, but I was playing around with the mode settings on my camera, and really liked the blurred lights look  in the distance, but the really clear lights and road in the foreground.

Because it would have been illegal to try and climb over the gate surrounding the Soldiers and Sailors monument to try and get a closer look at it, we made do with all the rest of the space we had up East Rock: we had a footrace to keep warm, I did cartwheels around as much of the monument as I could before I got dizzy and almost passed out, and we were just generally chilling out and taking in the view. Its so nice (not to mention important) to have moments like this during the weekend to just be relaxed and spend time doing out-of the ordinary activities. I'm always on the go during the week, the chance to just sit there, breathe and be random is always much appreciated. Just before we began our descent, I decided to play around with the self-timer on my camera :-). After about 10 attempts, i think we managed a pretty good 'this is going to be my next screen saver' sort of shot.



The Crew all bundled up!

By the time we got back to where the mini-bus was to pick-us up, it was already 1.00am. Its amazing how time flies by  when your having fun!  We were all kind of cold because of the weather, and hungry because of the hike, so we decided to top off the night at Yorkside. Its becoming a bit of a tradition for me to end up at Yorkside on a Saturday night. Only after buying new books for the semester, I am back to being a broke college kid. Broke college kids really shouldn't be at Yorkside for 3 consecutive days ordering more than a slice of pizza....


10 hungry campers at Yorkside

Yet, each time i go to Yorkside, I tell myself that I will be there for only 20minutes, and I will try and order something other than buffalo-style chicken tenders; the perfect plan to spend a little money as possible. Sadly, the last 3 times i've been to Yorkside, I have failed to complete either goal. Oh well! I have 3 and a half-years left to discover how to spend less than an hour, and order an alternative to buffalo style chicken tenders that gives me THIS  much satisfaction:

Total bliss!

Four cheers to Ben, and here is to making our East Rock excursion a monthly feature (with the option of holding a dance party up East Rock in the summer...)
 
 
hamunitishi
23 January 2007 @ 12:52 am
One of my biggest 'OMG, I'm going to Yale' fears was making friends - genuine, kind, always got-my-back type of friends. I'd visited Yale twice before I matriculated, and everyone seemed really friendly, but still....Lets just say I had a really rough time with making friends in high school until my junior and senior years. And going to a completely different college, on a completely different continent from the closest friends I'd ever had scared me!

But after one semester of being at Yale, I can see that the types of friendships that kept me smiling through 11th and 12th grade are very evidently developing. Here follows my top list of friends you'll end up making :-)

The life line:
Being completely immersed in a such an ambitious, high achieving student body can be a bit intimidating at times. In high-school I'd go to Toyin, she'd literally fix my insecurities. Now, I go to Zack.


Zack chilling out at my birthday get together....

He's my crisis manager (and you should have seen me during finals week, i was such a hot ass mess. Even IB's didn't stress me out as much as that Math exam....), he helps me just really be focused. He's literally my rock, all because he's a good listener and lets me go on and on and on with rambling and venting, gives logical advice, and is just someone nice to talk too all the time. Zack and I have the most incredible random conversations at Starbucks, and because he insisted that I only read depressing books over Christmas break (Running with Scissors, The Child Called It....), he got me a happy book! I <3 Zack.

The kid you're not neighbors with, you don't take classes with, but just get on really well with!
So I met Ben during Freshman Day of Service (an incredible opportunity you get your second weekend at Yale to do some community service with local New Haven organizations). We both signed up to rehabilitate a tree house, and we hit it off right away. By the end of the day, we were seriously considering starting "Extreme Makeover: Tree-house Edition". Ben even let me paint his nose because I asked :-)

Ben with a newly pink nose!

It turns out that Ben and I have no classes together, he lives on the other side of the O.C, we don't do any of the same extracurriculars, but we are always calling each other up and seeing what the other is up to. We went to watch my suitemate in an improve show the other day, and now, he has this CCRRRRAAAZZZYYY  idea for next weekend. We're going to take the mini-bus to East Rock, and then have a midnight hike up to the top....what can I say, we're just that cool!

The kids you meet at extracurriculars
MUN has long been my second life. So I've always had a good bunch of friends who enjoy MUN, don't think i'm crazy for doing it, and who always get up to absolute randomness during conferences. The Hague International Model UN conference was one of the highlights of my high-school career. At Yale, MUN has also provided a really good network of socially mobile friends who are into financing and consulting, two areas I might like to work in in the future. Now I have contacts!


OOohhh...Matt Dennet, your just too hot! MUNTY striking a pose.

I think its sooo important to get involved in extra-curriculars, because the friends you make there get to know the 'real' you faster than in academic circles (at least this is what I feel). Because you can just be you, and not worry about getting the highest mark possible on a math problem set when your at an MUN conference, or track meet, or editing for the school newspaper....

The kid who makes your life complicated
I thought my days of 'complicated almost-but-not-really' relationships would end with high school. I was wrong! This is going to sound really silly, but you need a little drama in your life to make it real. Sadly for me, this drama last semester involved a cute but somewhat clueless boy.
I'd say the relationship scene at Yale is pretty diverse;  we have our share of serious dating couples, long distance couples, hook-up only couples and non-couples, those who prefer none of the above, and those like me - utterly confused.


Me and Justin at a party

This semester I've resolved to un-complicate this aspect of my life, and it seems to be working well so far! We've managed to make an 'almost-complicated-but-not-really-relationship', into a 'less-complicated-friendship-with-some-controllable-sparks'. Learning how to work this friendship may prove to be a life skill one day....

The high-school connection
So I harped on in my previous blog about how much you change as an individual once you get to college. You learn so much about yourself, you develop and mature in so many different ways. Its always nice to have an anchor, someone who knew you really well before college to keep you somewhat rooted and to share experiences with.


Me and Vinay at Bentely over Thankgiving

Especially during the first couple of weeks at Yale when we were still getting to know each other, it was soo nice to call up Vinay to hear a voice I knew so well, and to get advice from someone who really knew and understood me. As much as college is a new chapter in my life, I've made sure to keep hold of the amazing friends I made in high school, because goodness knows what i would do without them!

The sister/brother who understands you a.k.a. suitemates
I don't know how Yale does it, but they manage to find the perfect combinations of kids to live in suites together. I couldn't have done a better job matching myself up with suitemates. In the short space of time we've roomed together, we've got to the point where 'my clothes and my shoes, and your clothes and your shoes'. This weekend, we went to support Bailey at her track meet (she's a Varsity Pole Vaulter), next weekend we're all going to go and support Claire at her Improv show.


Claire, Bailey and Me at Bailey's Party

An we musn't forget the most important thing - the mid night bonding sessions. Who ever thought we could bond so much over caramelized pop-corn and the abyssmal movie that it The LakeHouse? But we did!

The mutually platonic relationship that everyone makes a big deal about

Again, I thought this was a phenomenon that would end when I left high-school....but NOPE! And can't really complain. In a weird sort of way, its sort of comforting to know that as wildly different as the college social scene if from that in high school, not everything is a complete shocker....:-)


Me an Colin hamming it up for the Camera

Don't get me wrong - Colin is an gorgeous guy, muscles and all. But can a girl not get a foot massage from her ballroom dance partner after dance practice without everyone assuming that the next step is marriage???? :-). Again, I think maintaining a relationship like this gives you life skills!

And finally.....

The crew/posse/home-girls/tell-all
The transition to college life would undoubtedly have been harder without the constant love, hugs, and support of ma girls. I've always have someone to call to go to dinner to, I never go to parties alone, i have an infinite resource pool of shoes available for my disposal, but most of all, I have a group of friends with whom I can share everything with.


Teresa, Natasja, Moi et Gabriele ready to leave for he Kwanza ball

A late-night debrief session with them beats building up all the frustration and stress of transitioning to college life. I <3 my girls!
 
 
hamunitishi
15 January 2007 @ 10:13 pm
I've just got back from Winter Break, which I spent in Wisconsin my second home. I really wanted to go home for Christmas to my first home, Nairobi (KENYA), but being with my adopted American family in WI was the next best thing. On the plus side, I get to go home for parts of the summer, and I can pass through my third home, London, on the way to Nairobi :-) I guess, what I'm trying to say, is that being an International Kid is the life :-) You can call more than one place home (even if you don't physically have a house there. As long as you can stay at someone else's, and you know that person really well or are related to them, then it counts :0), and that makes you extra-special, even at Yale where everyone is already special in one way or another.

Because my brain has turned to mush over Winter break, I'm going to do this in a numbered list sort of style  - it demands less cohesiveness than continuous prose :-). Here are my top 7 reasons why its soo cool to be an international kid at Yale:

1) You get to do Orientation for International Students (OIS)

Check out our super cool counselors! I'm going to try and be one for your year...watch this space!

“OIS!, OIS!, OIS!”, were the first words to hit me when I stepped onto Old Campus for the first time as a freshman. When the OIS counselors handling registration ‘punk’d me’ upon arrival by telling me that Yale had admitted far too many freshmen this year and I was one of the students they would transfer for a semester to a college near-by, I was devastated. More so when they told me I would be transfered to HARVARD. The relief that washed over me when they all burst out laughing amidst cries of ‘just kidding’, confirmed how much I wanted to be nowhere else than right here.


My first memory of freshman year at Yale. Notice the cool black t-shirts our counselors are wearing with a finger print on them? We got them too! What do they say? "I got finger-printed at the airport and all I got was this lousy t-shirt"!

Words cannot describe how vibrantly intense being submerged amongst 130 fellow international Eli’s (Canadian’s included!) can be. Whilst we arrived to live and breathe Yale and its many wonders - Harkness Tower, “the most beautiful courtyard in America”, SML, the famous Starbucks to which the Yale bookstore is attached...we left fully marveled by the awesome people I feel privileged to call my college-mates.   Having visited the summer before senior year, and during bulldog days I was vaguely familiar with the campus. By the end of OIS, I could walk from L-Dub to Morse dining hall in under 5 mins and to Ashley’s with my eyes closed. By the time everyone else arrived on campus, I could not walk one block without seeing 2 familiar faces. What else can I say? OIS really made Yale begin to feel like home.

2) Your a de-facto member of the International Students Organization (ISO), which falls under the Yale Office for International Students and Scholars (OISS)
ISO Throws the coolest parties with the coolest 'international' music, and international 'activities'. We have an ISO party first Friday of every month :-). Plus the ISO co-host events with other cultural societies around school like the YWISO (West Indian Org.), YASA (African Students Association) and many others. ISO provides a great source of support throughout your time at Yale.

Me at an ISO co-hosted Halloween party. I went as a Nudist on Strike (genius, I know!). The two dashing gentlemen i'm with hail from Tanzania and Jamaica

The OISS not only:
a) Hosts really nice meals for Thanks-giving/Christmas/New Year and provides general support  and paid accommodation for International kids when they can't go home for breaks.
b) Organizes a trip after Thanksgiving to a mall where you can buy winter stuff specifically.
c) Organizes a special workshop on dealing with Winters in New Haven, where you have talks of SAS (Seasonally Affected Disorder) and getting flu shots, and there is a winter clothing give away. Get there early because all the good stuff is grabbed early, you can even get UGGs!
d) Has the coolest staff of any office at Yale (tied for awesomeness with Admissions Office staff) who will answer all your questions (I love Monica Weeks - you'll find out who she is as soon as you start applying for your student Visa's!),

but OISS also hosts events that allow you to wear your national dress!


Me all decked out in my Maasai headress and outfit. For the record, there are 42 different tribes in Kenya. My mom and dad are from two of these tribes, and my grandpa on my mom's side is from a completely different one. This ethnically makes me - 1/2 Luo, 3/8 Kamba and 1/8 Maasai. :-)

3) You get to enjoy American Football and Baseball first hand!
So if your anything like me, you think American football is just a silly excuse to play Rugby super-violently and wear padding, and baseball - wait, what's that????? At Yale, you get to share a piece of the American culture pie :-)

I'll start with football. The famous "The Game"  between Yale and Harvard is an ancient tradition of the two schools playing American football against each other. This year, the game was at Harvard, and Yale won 34-13! That was pretty sweet, and to top it all off, we didn't have school the Monday after The Game because we were on Thanks-giving break, but the Crimsons...oh well! As an international kid, I pleaded ignorance to the rules of The Game, and went to Ricardo's room (Ricardo is an uber-hot Varsity football player) and have the rules explained to me personally :-)

Me and my RB buddies plus Amira and Kristina showing our support at the Game. Spot the Y's on our cheeks :-) I thought it would be nicer to show us supporting the game rather than pictures of the game in session because I still don't understand it...maybe I need to go back to Ricardo's room and get it explained to me again...;-p

About the baseball, which I understand even less than American football - i managed to score an almost all sponsored trip to New York to watch the New York Yankees take on the Toronto Blue Jay's. My college Master S.Diddy is the Yankee's number one fan. Even if I understood almost nothing that was going on during the game, the atmosphere at baseball games is INCREDIBLE! The music, the food, the cheering, the enormous stadium, the euphoria...you have to experience it for yourself. i can't wait for my next baseball game, maybe i'll understand something this time.


Showing my 'artistic side' and trying to get angle on my camera at the stadium...

P.S. on this - I still can't get over the fact that when people say 'pants' here they mean trousers, or 'bathroom' for loo, and my spelling has changed drastically! Colour vs. color?

4) Your high-school friends are international kids too, so you can have mini-reunions in New York!

Sanam + Me+ Fran + Vinay = United Colors of Benetton!

I've met up with my high-school buddies in New York a couple of times over the past semester.  This picture was taken on one of our many adventures in New York, at the Rockefeller Center. I've also stayed with Sanam at the Harvard-Yale Game, she goes to Harvard and visited Vinay at Bentley afterwards. It really nice to just see them, and discover the wonders of being an international kid in the states together. Being at college is so different and you change so much as an individual, you grow up so much, and its so nice to have some 'roots' nearby, people who knew you before to keep you grounded :-)

5) You get sent care-packages and birthday presents via post!

One of my birthday packages!

I love getting packages! And because I live so far away from home, every so often, I will get a package filled with my favorite goodies from home. This absolutely makes my day and perks me up when I look outside and its raining and not 25 degrees Centigrade (i mean, WHO uses Fareinheight anymore???) like I'm used to....

6) You get to fly to 'exotic' places when you say your going home
Your a bit of a celebrity at Yale as an international student. Not only do you have a cool accent, but you have to get on a plane to go home. For many kids who come from the tropics or any other warm place, this means sun whenever you go home. Not only does sun give you a tan, but it makes you happy. So at the end of a semester after finals you look like this:


But when you get back from break, you look like this:



7) You really are good looking!
We have these really cool OISS t-shirts which say "I'm an International Kid...I look so good". And its sooooo true. I mean, Yalies are good looking people generally speaking, but the International Kid definitely raise the bar when it comes to what the average Yale kid looks like. Its in the international genes...


At the beach during OIS. Mahima: India/UK, Anna: Canada, Isabel: Canada, Angela: Nigeria, Naima, Tanzania, and Me!

P.S. And just for the record, people with accents are better kissers. That's all i'm saying!






 
 
hamunitishi
Dance is my life, I've been dancing since I was four years old. Any style of dance imaginable, i've dabbled with. I guess like many young girls, my dream as a 7 year old was to become a professional ballerina - so I took loads of ballet lessons, and enough jazz, modern, lyrical and African contemporary dance classes. After a very frustrating hiatus from any form of dance classes due to an injury between May 2003 - September 2006, I was incredibly excited to return to 'proper' dancing at Yale. After being completely overwhelmed by the variety of dance groups available to me here - from Yaledancers to Konjo!, I finally decided to try out for Rhythmic Blue (RB) and commit to the Yale Ballroom Dance Team (YBDT)!

The RB audition was a crazy 2-day, 8hr total marathon, but it was definitely one of the more enjoyable ways to get back into the swing of dance.

Auditions!!!!!




RB is Yale's premier and only hip/hop dance group. But the versatility of RB is undeniable. I've never had formal training in hip-hop dance (spare one or two random classes), and am techincally 'trained' as a ballet/modern dancer. Other members of the group are trained Salsa dancers, and some members of the group have never had formal training at all! RB has it all!
Joining the YBDT was less of a marathon and just involved turning up for all the lessons and signing up to go for competitions. And so I did. After being inspired in my senior year of high-school by my Math teachers who were national ballroom dancers (they were on the British Open Ballroom Dance Team 2002, 2003) a bunch of my closest friends began to dabble with ballroom dance. We practiced for hours on end without even realizing how long we'd been in the dance studio because it was so much fun! It culminated in the highlight of my high school career as far as dance is concerned - our 6 minute dance extravaganza performed in the middle of my IB exams...



Click the embedded link to see the dance we performed!

Fast forward to this past weekend when RB performed at the University of New Haven (UNH) in a showcase on Thursday, the RB Fall Showcase (2 shows) on Friday, and the Yale Ballroom Dance Competion (YBDT) on Sunday. At the end of the long weekend (the Yale weekend for students unofficially begins on Thursday evening. Thursday night is the new Friday night!), I was completely exhausted, and every muscle in my body still aches. But I had an amazing time performing!

At UNH, we perfomed a 3-minute explosive mix of tight choreography, some serious hip-hop energy, and trademark RB professionalism. We really got the crowd going when we broke into our dancing rendition of the Buckwheat Boy's "Peanut Butter Jelly Time". Having slept at 2am the night before the showcase ( i really need to stop procrastinating about my work, and just get on with it. After dance practice on Wednesday night, i watched Stick It! before getting onto my Maths problem set...) i thought i wouldn't be able to give the performance my all. But there is just something about being on stage, feeding of the energy of the audience that makes you forget how tired you are. You just bring it to the stage!

RB ready to Compete



It was a nice change though to have the much more mellow RB Fall showcase. This was the first time RB had held such a showcase - a chance for us to showcase styles of dance that are present, but don't take centre stage at the main RB shows - liturgical dance, freestyle pop and locking, lyrical, salsa...It was a very intimate show that contained mainly solo dances that we rehearsed in our own time. I invited my closest friends to come and watch and was really touched to see so many of them come to watch the performance, some of my friends even watched both shows! During this showcase, together with the other RB-ers who like me were "tapped" (Yale lingo for when a campus group - usually acapella, dance, or secret society invites you to join their rank of members after some sort of selection process) in Fall '06, I performed a hip-hop/jazz medley which incorporated songs from Camron - Get 'em girls, to Herbie Hancock's - Dis is da drum.
We held the show in the Saybrook Underbrook - a gem of a performance space tucked under the Saybrook dining hall. I'd never been to the Underbrook before this performance, but it was perfect for the RB showcase. It has a seating capacity of 50 people, and a massive stage, with a reversable wall/mirror structure as the backwall. In rehearsing for the RB showcase, I came to discover the plethora of dance facilities available on campus. Many residential colleges have incredible dance rehersal spaces replete with mirrors and bars (Berkley, Braford, Davenport, Trumbull....), and performance spaces like the Underbrook.

Rehearsal before the show




I also performed a much more personal duet entitled the Storm Before the Calm to Eric Benet's Hurricane. I co-choreographed the piece, and was motivated by a time in not so long ago in my own life, when I realised the sometimes you have to hurt more to heal. This emotional duet closed the showcase.

And as the grand finale to my crazy weekend of dance, was the Yale Ballroom dance competition. This year we hosted our largest competition ever - 1,513 dancers entered the event. It was my first ballroom competition ever, and i had no idea how busy it could get! My ballroom partners and I managed to get to the quarter finals in the International Chacha and Rumba, and the American swing. While I was entered for Newbie events, I had a chance to watch the Gold Standard dancers. Words cannot explain how breath-taking they are. I defintely know what I am aiming for in a couple of years...

Me and Colin now      
                                                                                                



Me and Colin in a couple of years.....


 
 
hamunitishi
15 November 2006 @ 10:40 pm
Some lingo necessary for deciphering this blog (because we Yalies love our acronyms –MCBD, OC, DUH, DUS…):
MUN – Model United Nations
MUNTY – Model United Nation’s Traveling Team at Yale
SCSY – Security Council Simulations at Yale, held at Yale.
UPMUNC – University of Pennsylvania Model United Nations Conference, held in Philadelphia.

Wednesday
I was incredibly nervous about making it through UPMUNC, my first ever collegiate-level MUN conference. It would complete my transition from high school MUN-er to fully-fledged MUNTY inductee. I had survived the rigorous try-out process, the legendary induction night ‘festivities’, endured the weekend training sessions, and even joined in “bringing SCSY back”. Having only competed in European style MUN conferences before, not only was I excited to be part of arguably the best MUN team in the US but also I was excited to be trying out the American style MUN for the first time. MUN at Yale is heavily subsidized by the Yale International Relations Association, which makes it financially possible for us to attend a number of national conferences through-out the year, and a big international conference during Spring Break. Last year MUNTY went to a conference in Geneva, this year, we are looking towards Belfast (Ireland), or London!

Before we left for Philadelphia, I told myself that I would uber prepared. I’d pack all my western business attire, and have my research complete before midnight the night before, ready to get to bed – but that didn’t happen! So goes the life of a fresh(wo)man with so much new territory to discover, so many new things to try out, substantial school work to do, and so little time. I never quite follow the schedule I lay out at the beginning of the day... While there is a good amount of academic responsibility outside class including problem sets and research, there are comparatively many more non-academic things/activities to do at Yale once class is done. Some of these are organized activities, such as the Yale Ballroom Dance Team that I am a member of (the Yale inter-collegiate competition is in three weeks…). But most of the time, its just impromptu chill-out sessions to procrastinate about working! For example, midnight the night before leaving for Philly, rather than getting ready for bed, I would much rather have been on my way to Durfee, our very own 24hr operational heaven of food, to stock up on supplies for a ‘Sex in the City’ marathon my suitemates...this is not to say that this is what we did, but rather its an example of what we could have been doing :-)

Me + Suitemate Claire procrastinating and taking silly photos with my Macbook in our room



This was going to be the first weekend I was spending away from my suitemates since coming to Yale. We’ve bonded so quickly in such a short space of time, that the prospect of not seeing each other for 4 days was a bit strange.

Thursday
Though I got minimal sleep Wednesday night, I thought, “we have a 5 hr bus ride down to Philly, so I’ll be able to sleep. Yay!” But I’m slowly learning that whenever you have more than 4 MUNTY members gathered at anyone time, there is no catching up on sleep. We spent the entire bus ride alternating between episodes of Family Guy, discussing ways to diffuse the testosterone level within the team (before my year was admitted to the team, 92% of MUNTY was male), and the best way to use our endearing personal qualities including nice smiles/legs/pick-up lines to win over fellow delegates. By the time we arrived in Philly, we were ready research-wise and other-wise to take on 1000+ other MUN-ers to defend the coveted Benjamin Franklin (BF) Cup for best large delegation, which we had won during the past 3 consecutive UPMUNC conferences.


Fresh off the bus from New Haven. Michele Trickey, MUNTY 2010.


We had our first team meeting that night. The biggest delegation assigned to us at this conference was the USA. Representing the USA’s foreign policy to the UN is a challenging position for anyone to present, even in MUN. As a Kenyan citizen, I have been on the receiving side of US foreign policy for most of my life. Representing the other side was definitely a test. The great thing about MUNTY though, is that it’s all about the team comprised of individuals not individuals comprising the team. During our pep talk that night, Ryan our head delegate reminded us that individuals don’t win the BF cup, teams win the BF cup. Its a bit corny I know, but its so true!

Friday
The first day of debate and we rocked it out! I made full use of my ‘personal attributes’ and MUN prowess to try and win the committee over.

Me Speaking in Committee!


I spent the whole day debating, which was really intellectually stimulating, but it was great to finish for the evening. It is a MUNTY tradition that Friday night in Philly is cheese steak night. And what an adventure that Friday was. Three members of the team are vegetarian, and one can imagine the shock and horror of the waiter when they (jokingly) asked for “Philly cheese steak without the steak, please!”. We had taken a cab down from the hotel we were staying at to the Cheese Steak house. But having stuffed our faces with cheese steak and spent some money on beverages, we felt brave enough to walk back to the hotel and save some cash. I am learning very quickly that college student = broke 90% of the time. That was an interesting decision to make considering that it was freezing cold outside, and the wind was whipping an awful lot. But did we care? No! We just sang random songs really loudly as we marched gallantly back towards the hotel. Good times.

Saturday
Saturday was a big day in committee. Many of the other delegations had been out partying Friday night and were a bit worse for wear. Other delegations had been up the whole night doing research for debate the next day. Our team strategy was to stand out from the crowd in debate, but really try and work the committee on the ground. Sending notes to other delegates, soliciting their support, meeting during coffee breaks to discuss common issues of interest, (and in the case of my co-delegate, Amy, trying to get the attention of the really cute admin staff in a variety of different ways). The resolution that Amy and I were main sponsors for, was up against a resolution that seemed at first to have the support of the whole committee. So we worked incessantly to ensure our resolution passed by a larger margin than the other resolution. You can imagine our excitement when it did! But all that diplomacy made us absolutely exhausted. By the end of the day, I was ready to crawl straight into bed.
However, I quickly changed my plan because Saturday night in Philly is another MUNTY tradition – eating a meal together at this really nice Mexican restaurant, and then partying like maniacs at the UPMUNC Delegate Fest held at a very nice club in Philly. After stuffing our faces (AGAIN!) with tonnes of really good food, we had a sentimental good-bye speech for all the seniors on the team, for whom this was their last UPMUNC. For one Senior, known as Rich the Legend (or Kearneyvore because his last name is Kearney), his last remarks were a request that we keep up the tradition of taking back to Yale the BJ cup, because this would be the only time during his MUNTY career that he would be able to start a chant of “USA, USA, USA, USA!” and have it actually be appropriate.

MUNTY dinner at nice Mexican restaurant


After dinner, we left for Delegate fest, and wow, MUNTY was breaking it out! I had an amazing time: from doing the goofiest two step you could imagine, to teaching some of the less co-ordinated members of the group how to vibrate and do the dutty-wine. MUNTY + dance music = wild, crazy dance moves and an unforgettable night.

Sunday

The final day of UPMUNC! It’s unbelievable how fast the weekend flew by. The final day in committee is for much more light-hearted debate. After three days of intense, concentrated and constructive debate on the issue of Avian Flu, the issue of Humanitarian Aid to Palestine, and International Response to Natural disasters, the chair in my committee entertained random motions: from motion to have a karaoke session, to motion to change the country of Djibouti into Morebouti, and then for Morebouti together with the countries of Oman, Ireland, Botswana, Bangladesh and Morebouti to form the Alliance of “O-Man-I Wana-Bang-Morebouti”! The more light-hearted tone on Sunday was a nice way to relax before the closing ceremony – the event we’d all been waiting for.

We sat as a team in the big ballroom being used for the closing ceremony, nervous, but expectant. I was incredibly excited to receive an award for outstanding delegate in my committee. And each additional time a member from the team was called up to receive an award, our group morale soared. When the winner of the BF Cup, the most coveted prize at UPMUNC was announced, it was finally appropriate for Rich the Legend to begin the chant:  “USA, USA, USA, USA!”. Rock-on MUNTY!


A satisfied Rich the Legend
 
 
 
 

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