Today in my Adolescent Development class we were talking about how adolescents develop their sense of identity. The girl who was teaching my group about the chapter mentioned that the book said that the person who entered adolescence was basically the same as the person who exited.
I felt like I changed a lot during my teenage years. We talked about "false-self behaviors" that many teenagers put on for different groups of people they interacted with. It's amazing that even though we act differently and try out new things, we eventually always come back to the core "me," who we always have been and always will be.
I thought I was outgoing and social in elementary school, somewhat so (with my friends) in high school, and have gotten progressively less so until recently. I always considered my core self be shy who only acted social sometimes, but I am reminded of a blessing that told me I would find that I truly enjoyed getting to know people. So maybe my "real" self is the confident, bubbly one? I just need to dig her out of me again.
Forming one's identity is a lifelong process. While I'm not sure about some things still, I am happy and content to feel like I know most of my core self. I know I am strong and capable and that I love to learn. I know I love to be at home and that I still can be successful and happy alone. I'm excited to get to know me the rest of the way, but I'm proud of the girl that I am so far!
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Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
White LDS Third Daughter of Two Psychologists
I interrupt the ordinary posts on this blog to bring you an assignment for my Secondary Education: Multiculturalism class. This is my "cultural diorama;" objects that represent me, my values, and my past.
This 'H', handmade for me by my oldest sister Jaime, reflects my own love for crafting and making things. I am not very creative on my own, but I have found peace and success in seeing what others make and then piggybacking off their ideas.
Jaime also knew my love for music, which has played a large part in my life. I took piano lessons for a year as a child, but stopped them and have since practiced on my own instead. Singing in choirs and musicals and participating in the band program throughout public school gave me my identity, my friends, and my niche. Much of why I enjoyed high school so much and why I had a overwhelmingly happy adolescence was my association with the music programs in my school.
Lastly, this 'H' represents my name, Hilary. Here in Utah I have not found it to be very unique, but at home I rejoiced in being the only Hilary for miles around. Having a name that set me apart became a core part of who I wanted to be; I wanted to be somebody people could remember.
This basket full of Ensigns graces our living room in my apartment. This display combines my love for my religion and beliefs with my desire to create visually-pleasing environments. One day I was tired of how boring all our Ensigns looked just sitting flat on the table, so I rolled them up into the basket. My "decorating desire" has led me to many OCD-like behaviors including the need to straighten pictures, pick things up off the floor, and always have a clean and welcoming atmosphere for guests. I think that this want to visually please other people (through artwork, cleanliness, etc.) also stems from my desire to personally please people.
That desire also includes wanting to please Christ, which is reflected in my recent promises to myself that I will read the Ensign every night. Having these Ensigns sitting in our living room staring me in the face constantly reminds me of that promise!
My sisters molded me into who I am. They taught me about the big things and how I wanted to make decisions in my own life by choosing their own way before me. They also taught me how to be scared of the dark and be disgusted by bodily functions and things every girl should know. I have not always had a great relationship with all of my sisters, but my struggles with them have made me into the girl I am today.
Our parents (or at least my dad), as a note, actually wanted eight daughters. So the atmosphere we grew up in was very girl-friendly and accepting to groom us all into independent, powerful women.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Lesson 1
My Responses After Teaching My First Lesson to my Intro to Education Class:
- Did I really claim that was a lesson?
- Why didn't I say anything I wanted to say?
- How did words actually come out of my mouth to form complete sentences?
- How did they really understand anything I said?
- I do NOT want to watch this on video.
- What just happened?
In better news, my boss just talked to me about becoming a supervisor on my shift! We'll see how things develop.
- Did I really claim that was a lesson?
- Why didn't I say anything I wanted to say?
- How did words actually come out of my mouth to form complete sentences?
- How did they really understand anything I said?
- I do NOT want to watch this on video.
- What just happened?
In better news, my boss just talked to me about becoming a supervisor on my shift! We'll see how things develop.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Don't Mess With the Olympics
I thank my family for my perhaps abnormal giddiness about the Olympics. At my house, it's a big event. It's the only time we get our cable hooked up. (The cable company can never understand what we're doing.) We go on a family shopping trip and each choose our favorite snacks to eat during the Opening Ceremonies, which we all watch together, though I sometimes fall asleep through the Parade of Nations. Then, the rest of two weeks or 21 days or whatever it may be, the Olympics are on almost constantly in my house. Bedtimes are much more flexible and snacking in front of the TV is much more accepted.
So last week in my Political Science class, we were discussing how media sets the social agenda, and how most of the time the stories (no matter how lame) are about Americans, not other countries. Because Americans want to hear about Americans, because we're lame/patriotic like that. A girl directly behind me raised her hand and commented about how that was true, and it could be seen in NBC's recent coverage of the Winter Olympics. "They only talked about American athletes, and they never went indepth on any other competitors. Any events without a major American contender, they just didn't show."
DID. YOU. EVEN. WATCH. THEM????? Maybe you only thought they covered Americans because you yourself only chose to watch the main events with strong American contenders, personal-agenda-setter! I'll admit, Evan Lysacek, Lindsey Vonn, and Shaun White are as cool as cold milk, but I also saw plenty of coverage of events in which the closest American athlete was in 28th place. I watched Cross-Country Skiing, and was just as tuned in to the Norwegian, German, and Swedish medalists. I learned about the Ladies' Figure Skating winners and was touched by the story of Canadian Joannie Rochette's mother. NBC showed the stories of Tessa & Scott right alongside Meryl & Charlie in Ice Dancing. I teared up as they showed how Shen & Zhao came out of retirement to finally catch the one accolade that had eluded them.
I thought long before that PoliSci class that the coverage of the Olympics had always been sportsmanlike, inspiring, and illuminating of the very soul of humanity. So think what you may, Miss NBC Has a Political Agenda, but I love the Olympics, and I truly think they bring the whole world closer together in a few days of understanding. I hope I never become so apathetic towards the Olympic games!
Husband and Wife Ice Skating Pairs Team Hongbo Zhao & Xue Shen.
So last week in my Political Science class, we were discussing how media sets the social agenda, and how most of the time the stories (no matter how lame) are about Americans, not other countries. Because Americans want to hear about Americans, because we're lame/patriotic like that. A girl directly behind me raised her hand and commented about how that was true, and it could be seen in NBC's recent coverage of the Winter Olympics. "They only talked about American athletes, and they never went indepth on any other competitors. Any events without a major American contender, they just didn't show."
DID. YOU. EVEN. WATCH. THEM????? Maybe you only thought they covered Americans because you yourself only chose to watch the main events with strong American contenders, personal-agenda-setter! I'll admit, Evan Lysacek, Lindsey Vonn, and Shaun White are as cool as cold milk, but I also saw plenty of coverage of events in which the closest American athlete was in 28th place. I watched Cross-Country Skiing, and was just as tuned in to the Norwegian, German, and Swedish medalists. I learned about the Ladies' Figure Skating winners and was touched by the story of Canadian Joannie Rochette's mother. NBC showed the stories of Tessa & Scott right alongside Meryl & Charlie in Ice Dancing. I teared up as they showed how Shen & Zhao came out of retirement to finally catch the one accolade that had eluded them.
I thought long before that PoliSci class that the coverage of the Olympics had always been sportsmanlike, inspiring, and illuminating of the very soul of humanity. So think what you may, Miss NBC Has a Political Agenda, but I love the Olympics, and I truly think they bring the whole world closer together in a few days of understanding. I hope I never become so apathetic towards the Olympic games!
Husband and Wife Ice Skating Pairs Team Hongbo Zhao & Xue Shen.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
1,051,897.53 Minutes
I've been to the MTC to see off missionaries twice, and both times it has been an incredible experience for me. To see boys my age crying without trying to hide it and be manly... 2 years is such a long time. I thought it didn't seem like a big deal before, but really. Jordan and I have only 3 more Book of Mormon classes together, one more band class, and a band concert. I am so going to miss him. He came with me to get free cookies in the Wilk after BoM today... I wouldn't have gone by myself. And while I was in the chapel of the MTC today, watching that movie and listening to the speakers, all I could think about was when Jordan would be standing in this very place. His life is going to totally change, and I won't be there to witness it or laugh with him at it or help him through it, and that makes me sad.
Me: "We only have three more Book of Mormon classes, and then I won't sit next to you again FOREVER."
Jordan: "Forever is a long time."
Right now, two years seems like it, too. And he hasn't even left yet. What is my problem?
And how can a year have a not whole number of minutes?
Dang Google.
Me: "We only have three more Book of Mormon classes, and then I won't sit next to you again FOREVER."
Jordan: "Forever is a long time."
Right now, two years seems like it, too. And he hasn't even left yet. What is my problem?
And how can a year have a not whole number of minutes?
Dang Google.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Expecting Too Much?
Our American Heritage professor sent all of his 2,000+ students this article about how more and more college students today are expecting more and more from their professors, and thence from their grades. My sister Megan was telling me about this a couple weeks ago; she attended a lecture for her MFHD classes, and she told me the speaker talked about how professors are getting calls from parents complaining about their children's grades. Really, now?
I've always loved to learn, and my parents have always pointed this out and encouraged me. I like to think about how much I am learning here at BYU; I've accepted I won't always get the grades I got in high school, but I am so excited about the new things I am learning and can teach to my future history students. My classes continually overlap, and especially American Heritage is giving me tons of ideas on how to teach students who may not want to be there. That was one of my biggest fears about being a history teacher; at least in our school district, a history class of some sort was required every year, so I knew I would be teaching not honors kids, most likely, for at least my first few years. That was scary to accept; I'd never really been in a non-honors class since they didn't divide them in 6th grade. But combined with these movie clips, current events references, and my Government class in 12th grade when I couldn't schedule in AP Gov, I think teaching will be wonderful.
I've always loved to learn, and my parents have always pointed this out and encouraged me. I like to think about how much I am learning here at BYU; I've accepted I won't always get the grades I got in high school, but I am so excited about the new things I am learning and can teach to my future history students. My classes continually overlap, and especially American Heritage is giving me tons of ideas on how to teach students who may not want to be there. That was one of my biggest fears about being a history teacher; at least in our school district, a history class of some sort was required every year, so I knew I would be teaching not honors kids, most likely, for at least my first few years. That was scary to accept; I'd never really been in a non-honors class since they didn't divide them in 6th grade. But combined with these movie clips, current events references, and my Government class in 12th grade when I couldn't schedule in AP Gov, I think teaching will be wonderful.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Day 3 - A Good End
The longest day of my life; AH test checked out before 11, on campus until 2 for my AH lab, then PS100 lab, HIST 202, followed by studying for the Stats test (my 4/4 test this week) and finally getting that one, too. But look at that beautiful test score.... mhmm.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Golly, This World is Small
#1. Me --> Rachel, whom l I met looking at the map of the ESC to find our PS100 Lab Room --> Kylee, a girl in Rachel's ward also randomly taking our same lab --> both Rachel and Kaylee live in Chipman --> Kylee's roommate is from Virginia, too --> Kylee's roommate ends up being the girl from my old stake I see around here all the time. SO WEIRD.
#2. Me --> taking Stats 221 with my sister, Megan --> one of Megan's friends, Lydia also signs up for the class --> I meet Lydia on Monday, her first day of class --> today in my Hist 202 class I see someone that looks like Lydia turning in our paper --> it's Lydia. SO INSANE!
#2. Me --> taking Stats 221 with my sister, Megan --> one of Megan's friends, Lydia also signs up for the class --> I meet Lydia on Monday, her first day of class --> today in my Hist 202 class I see someone that looks like Lydia turning in our paper --> it's Lydia. SO INSANE!
Thursday, January 8, 2009
The Human Predicament
I had American Heritage today, and tonight I ended up reading quite a bit in preparation for my first AH lab tomorrow afternoon. We talked about "The Human Predicament" and how it conflicted with the American ideals that have been present since our nation's founding. I never really sat down and thought about why American government is still better than many others throughout the world... even though everybody knocks it and says the Constitution is some decaying piece of parchment some old fogies wrote hundreds of years ago and that the government is getting too much power and they don't care about the people anymore, etc. etc. We are basically happy and provided for, which is so much more than many other countries are getting, even today. I mean, I knew, of course, that there were lots of uprisings and anarchies and civil wars and stuff in the world, but I guess I always just thought of those things as old-fashioned and ancient happenings instead of the killers of millions of today's modern people.
Which made me think about what perhaps might be the American "Human Predicament". It doesn't seem to me that we are stuck in the cycle of tyranny, anarchy, and civil war that this idea was characterized by in our book... so I thought. I think our dilemma is coming to terms with what we expect and what we really get. The American Dream is a fabulous thought; but so is the Great American Novel and the Perfect Mormon Family. With access to so much media influences each and every day, I think we are being inundated with goodness. Not that I'm a pessimist; I guess I'm just scared about being too much of an optimist, so much so to become an idealist or something. I'm all for goodness; I just wish it was all true and happened to the normal people, too.
Which made me think about what perhaps might be the American "Human Predicament". It doesn't seem to me that we are stuck in the cycle of tyranny, anarchy, and civil war that this idea was characterized by in our book... so I thought. I think our dilemma is coming to terms with what we expect and what we really get. The American Dream is a fabulous thought; but so is the Great American Novel and the Perfect Mormon Family. With access to so much media influences each and every day, I think we are being inundated with goodness. Not that I'm a pessimist; I guess I'm just scared about being too much of an optimist, so much so to become an idealist or something. I'm all for goodness; I just wish it was all true and happened to the normal people, too.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Friday Last
No more classes on Fridays anymore. =) I'm excited. Friday was already my day to sleep in, with no class until 10, but now it's extra sleep in time... fabulous. English was fun today, though. We had a sub, and she was cool & taught the material in a funny way. We applied kairos/kronos & some other analyzation techniques to issues affecting us today, so that was nice. Our Mythos, Logos, Ethos paper is due Monday, but mine's already done, & hopefully what she wants.
After class I had lunch with Megan (sister) -- taco bell, yummy. Tomorrow her ward's renting out a nearby movie theatre & playing 4 movies & providing breakfast for us... so I might go. The only catch is it's at 8AM. =\ We'll see.
Grapes called, I had walked with her over to the Wilk & left her at the book sale, & she needed someone to buy her books because she left her money and credit card back in the dorms. After we were done eating inside, I joined her & picked up some more books myself. I also bought about 5 CDs and 1 movie thing for Dad for his birthday/Christmas presents. It was a worthwhile trip.
Today Megan went up to campus with me to turn in my Civ paper (3 hours before it was due, I was proud of myself) and rent a movie from the bookstore to watch on our Movie Fridays. We're going to wait until Whitney gets in after work to see if she wants to come to Wendy's with us for dinner, after which I plan to bring home my Frosty & eat it as we watch Stardust tonight.
Justin finally got my letter today. I don't know what the deal was... stupid. I guess the Naval Academy just doesn't want their people distracted or some mess like that, so they hide their mail as long as possible. Mail stealers.
Helpful Hint of the Day: Feel free to be lazy & wait 5 minutes for an elevator to take you one floor down even though there's stairs 5 feet away. Especially if you have nothing to do afterwards.
After class I had lunch with Megan (sister) -- taco bell, yummy. Tomorrow her ward's renting out a nearby movie theatre & playing 4 movies & providing breakfast for us... so I might go. The only catch is it's at 8AM. =\ We'll see.
Grapes called, I had walked with her over to the Wilk & left her at the book sale, & she needed someone to buy her books because she left her money and credit card back in the dorms. After we were done eating inside, I joined her & picked up some more books myself. I also bought about 5 CDs and 1 movie thing for Dad for his birthday/Christmas presents. It was a worthwhile trip.
Today Megan went up to campus with me to turn in my Civ paper (3 hours before it was due, I was proud of myself) and rent a movie from the bookstore to watch on our Movie Fridays. We're going to wait until Whitney gets in after work to see if she wants to come to Wendy's with us for dinner, after which I plan to bring home my Frosty & eat it as we watch Stardust tonight.
Justin finally got my letter today. I don't know what the deal was... stupid. I guess the Naval Academy just doesn't want their people distracted or some mess like that, so they hide their mail as long as possible. Mail stealers.
Helpful Hint of the Day: Feel free to be lazy & wait 5 minutes for an elevator to take you one floor down even though there's stairs 5 feet away. Especially if you have nothing to do afterwards.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
His Story
Today I roped Megan into coming to the Progressive Book Sale with me... I scoped it out yesterday, when everything was 50% off, & went back today to get the stuff I could at 75% off. I'm so pleased with the books I got... all for $10.
I feel smart having these books laying around my room... I am reminded of the quote, "Always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it." & I'm so excited to be able to start my own history books collection. I figure I need to start doing so, if I plan to be an informed history teacher. I'm interested in this stuff, so I want to know so I can fill in a student one day if they want to know this coolness as well.
After our book surfing (which I will return to Friday to get some CDs for 90% off...), we stopped in the CougarEat to get a nice lunch & change of pace from the Cannon Center, which is our usual haunt since most of the girls here have a Cannon-centric meal plan. After that, Megan was even kind enough to wait for eons as I sloughed through the line at the Student Employment Center... though the people around me in line were quite nice. The guy in front of me was going to be a bio-medical research assistant... his major sounded pretty intense. He's going to be dissecting cell membranes for his professors.
Cool stuff. We chatted a lot. & one of the girls behind me was going to be working at the Testing Center as well; she's also a freshman. & we even have differing schedules, so we could be able to pick up each other's shifts if need be. Very lucky meeting.
I'm kind of excited for my first English paper; it's a short one with a paragraph of Mythos, Logos, and Ethos writing on a subject from our own religious Mythos & person Ethos.
I'm thinking I'm going to write mine on religious persecution, and how it's for our good. Mythos - scriptures; Christ, Joseph Smith being persecuted. Logos - historically proved religious persecutions, such as Joan of Arc and that Ann lady who started Rhode Island. Ethos - my own experiences with religious persecution. I'm glad that idea just came to me, & I hope she likes it... hopefully the writing can make up for if she doesn't like the topic idea.
I'm also a little happy to be going to World Civ class tonight, since we had our first quiz on Monday & I think I did well. It was only a map quiz, but I'm proud of myself, and I want to see for myself if I did as well as I thought I did.
First college quiz, and all... you know.
After Civ I'll be coming back & picking up Megan and Asia, and any other girls that want to come support Asia in BYU Idol. More on that later tonight.... the Daily Universe said the winner last year sang Michael Buble's "Everything" (my current favorite song) and a Josh Groban song, so I'm pretty psyched. I'm glad someone around here can plan cool stuff that people will actually come to.
Helpful hint of the day: Use the Subway line in the CougarEat only if you really want to test how long your feet can be stood on without hurting.
I feel smart having these books laying around my room... I am reminded of the quote, "Always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it." & I'm so excited to be able to start my own history books collection. I figure I need to start doing so, if I plan to be an informed history teacher. I'm interested in this stuff, so I want to know so I can fill in a student one day if they want to know this coolness as well.
After our book surfing (which I will return to Friday to get some CDs for 90% off...), we stopped in the CougarEat to get a nice lunch & change of pace from the Cannon Center, which is our usual haunt since most of the girls here have a Cannon-centric meal plan. After that, Megan was even kind enough to wait for eons as I sloughed through the line at the Student Employment Center... though the people around me in line were quite nice. The guy in front of me was going to be a bio-medical research assistant... his major sounded pretty intense. He's going to be dissecting cell membranes for his professors.
Cool stuff. We chatted a lot. & one of the girls behind me was going to be working at the Testing Center as well; she's also a freshman. & we even have differing schedules, so we could be able to pick up each other's shifts if need be. Very lucky meeting.
I'm kind of excited for my first English paper; it's a short one with a paragraph of Mythos, Logos, and Ethos writing on a subject from our own religious Mythos & person Ethos.
I'm thinking I'm going to write mine on religious persecution, and how it's for our good. Mythos - scriptures; Christ, Joseph Smith being persecuted. Logos - historically proved religious persecutions, such as Joan of Arc and that Ann lady who started Rhode Island. Ethos - my own experiences with religious persecution. I'm glad that idea just came to me, & I hope she likes it... hopefully the writing can make up for if she doesn't like the topic idea.
I'm also a little happy to be going to World Civ class tonight, since we had our first quiz on Monday & I think I did well. It was only a map quiz, but I'm proud of myself, and I want to see for myself if I did as well as I thought I did.
First college quiz, and all... you know.
After Civ I'll be coming back & picking up Megan and Asia, and any other girls that want to come support Asia in BYU Idol. More on that later tonight.... the Daily Universe said the winner last year sang Michael Buble's "Everything" (my current favorite song) and a Josh Groban song, so I'm pretty psyched. I'm glad someone around here can plan cool stuff that people will actually come to.
Helpful hint of the day: Use the Subway line in the CougarEat only if you really want to test how long your feet can be stood on without hurting.
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