~:[CH10 - Day 76]:~ Comfort & Pain
Normally St. Patrick's Day tends to be a joyous one for some reason. Sometimes I am still in New York seeing the parade on 5th Avenue or just running around with a strange kind of energy. However, this day was filled with stress and frustration. I recently took a class in motivating students and today's district meeting felt like exactly what they said not to do. They tried to shower us with this praise of how amazing we have done and all that we've overcome and then threw out a plan that seemed like something scribbled on paper. Instead of something being well thought out with all the Is dotted and the Ts crossed, it felt like a, we'll figure it out as it comes. As we head into a much needed Spring Break for us all, their message to us was, use that entire break to prepare for this new setup. Not only that, they also took away resources that have been the most useful to us (Zoom/Meet) since they don't think they can support the bandwidth while trying to run a virtual and in-person class with groups that are split among cohorts. When asked how students in class will charge their electronics, it was simply, make sure you remind them to do it before they get to class, not realizing that some of the technology they are working with may not last without being plugged in, yet we were told not to buy our own outlets and we MIGHT get power strips. I think you get the idea by now. Confidence is not built within people through words and praise, but through action and as much praise as you can given, if your actions don't back it up, the respect and trust quickly disappears. Today was more painful as the AAPI community dealt with another blow. It wasn't just the shooting, but other attacks that also happened around the country. A lot of those around me in the AAPI community have been the most vocal, yet when push comes to shove, the effort hasn't been quite mutual. Regardless, it was inspiring to hear the chorus of voices rising together as those who were silent found their voice. The silence of many where careless words were used by our leaders and many others have manifested itself into what we see today. The seed was planted with words headed by our previous administration and grew into this evil that has grown and taken over. It's not just against the AAPI community, but for now, the AAPI community has been suffering the most. As I brainstormed all day about the final logistics about our International MUN Conference, trouble shooting and problem-solving, all of this was at the back of my mind. So much doom on a day where we were reminded that about a year ago today, all this madness started. However, when we find pain, we also find comfort. As we came together and figured a solution to our problems for the conference, as I shared frustration with colleagues and as the volume was raised by the AAPI community, I found comfort, a comfort that would not be found without the pain. The day did not have the same energy it normally has, but I found comfort when I cooked up our corned beef dinner, a meal my dad loves so much. It's definitely not a day to relax or to find satisfaction, but it is a day to find that within the pain of it all, we can also find a temporary comfort that can fuel us for the battles we have ahead. It will help us argue for the protections and plans we deserve, it will helps us think through and solve the problems we face, and it will help us speak up for a population that has been kept fairly silent. There was pain, but hopefully from this we learn, we grow and we open up our eyes while gaining the confidence to speak up. The road starts here, but it cannot end here. We can find comfort in making some progress, but we cannot be comfortable. We must use this pain and discomfort to remind us to speak up, as now, more than ever, our voice matters. Within that voice there may be pain, but that is where it begins to derive its power.
My thoughts and prayers go out to all the victims from Georgia.