In an age where almost every smartphone can be a video camera and citizen journalism is becoming more relevant to the public discourse, it is even more necessary to teach the theory and technique of effective documentary making so that our students can bring their stories into the greater world in an effective and engaging way.
When I think of intersectionality,
Someone before my semester stuck a star on the light over my bed. I don’t know what color the star sticker is because the light, along with the walls, is painted an off white. My room has been painted many times over; so many times there is a thick coating over the star, making its presence pretty prominent. In a place like Woolman, sometimes it is hard to find evidence of prior students. No doubt at the end of our semester here, we will have to paint the walls as well, deep clean the buildings, and move out.
You weren’t what I expected. I guess I don’t really know what I expected. I didn’t expect manzanita. I didn’t expect it to be so dry and lacking of mushrooms, at least in the beginning. I thought that by the end I would feel all experienced and knowledgeable, and confident in my beliefs and opinions, knowing exactly what to do next. Well, here I am with three weeks to go, and maybe those things are true, but I still don’t feel the way I expected.
I can’t say this about any other time in my life but I honestly believe that anything I do here is somehow productive. When I eat a meal here I know I am nourishing my body, when I build a fire I know my cabin will be heated for the night, when I laugh with friends about a joke someone said I know I am happy. Here I have learned to live in the moment and that being silly and having fun can be meaningful.
I would like to share about my experience of going to Woolman to visit with current students and staff in the spring of 2010.
I had a great chance to share my experience of being a student at John Woolman School in May of 2010 on location at Woolman during their Spring Semester.