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Heather Kregal Travels To Guatemala For Medical Missions With Funding From ACU Honors College

by   |  05.31.11  |  Honors College News

Never again will I feel the same way when I reach for a bottle of water, after seeing people drink water that I would not want to use to do my laundry this past March.  My spring break campaign to Guatemala was an experience unlike anything I have ever had.  I have been on mission trips in the past, but something about combining my passion for medicine and my love for the Hispanic people made this a week I will never forget.  The group from ACU spent about a week in Chichicastenango, traveling to towns around the larger city every day to set up a medical/dental clinic and to deliver water filters to area families.  In this way, we ministered to as many needs in the community as possible.  Though it was both emotionally and physically exhausting for me and for those with whom I went, it was certainly the most rewarding experience of my life so far.

Our trip opened with, what I called in my journal, ‘America in Spanish.’  After staying in Guatemala City for a night, I felt adequately prepared to conquer any problems that may be present in a third world country.  I had eaten McDonalds for dinner and fresh fruit for breakfast, slept in a king size bed with a mattress nicer than that in my dorm, and showered, using as much hot water as I pleased.  Then the real trip began.  When we began loading the van, the Dunhams, a husband and wife very involved with Health Talents International there in Guatemala who guided our work while we were there, taught us the first saying imperative to know in Guatemala.  “Where three fit, four fit.”  I found out quickly the practical application of this when fourteen of us piled into a fourteen-passenger van… and then began realized our luggage would be in the same van.  The three-hour drive was torturous.  Twists and turns that ought to be outlawed characterized a rough, bumpy ride.  Then, we were in Chichicastenango, and I saw the real Guatemala.

Though each day was characterized by its own unique set of challenges, we quickly learned to expect problems and handle them when they came.  We worked Monday through Thursday.  I was in a different town each day, ranging from Caris to Xepocol.  Some were only ten minutes or so from our hotel, whereas one was two hours even farther up the mountain.  We started bright and early each morning, dressed in our scrubs with HTI nametags in place.

The first day, I helped to deliver water filters.  These were specifically for families in the areas we visited involved in the ABC program.  This program helps to support the poorest families, who frequently take their children out of school at a very young age in order for them to begin working and supporting their family.  The ABC program works to provide the basic necessities for these families, in exchange for leaving their children in school, allowing them to get a better education and be better equipped to someday contribute to their community.  Kemmel Dunham told us that even the teens given the opportunity to continue schooling through high school, allowing them to pursue jobs as teachers in the city, often return to the family home.  This act is seen as one of loyalty to family and to roots, both of which are held in the highest of esteem there.  Kemmel and three of us students set out with ten filter systems or so, prepared to clean and set one up at each house.  I was amazed at how easily Kemmel found each home!  We would leave on a dirt road, which wound into another dirt road, which dead ended into a field, which we crossed to another dirt road…and yet he always knew where we were going.  Suddenly, there would be a low-walled structure or two, and two or three generations of a family would be there to greet us.  To me, this spoke of many visits similar to this one.  He cared enough for these people to visit them frequently.  While his wife, a physician, cared for the bodies of the ill, Kemmel cared deeply for their hearts.  The Guatemalans welcomed him into their homes as though he were one of them, questioning him regarding the health of his wife and children, and treating him like family.  Though they were more with those of us new to the work, we were always welcomed with some foreign drink or food.  I ate and drank some things of which I am unaware of their origins, but it would have been rude to decline.  This was when I learned a valuable lesson of missionary work.  Others come first.  If you had asked me if I knew this before I went to Guatemala, I would have said yes.  Kemmel showed me otherwise.  His whole life is about service, whether it means walking a mile on a dirt road through the brush or drinking a drink with unsubstantiated chunks in it because it was offered.

The next two days, I shadowed Dr. Jeff Webb, a dentist from Abilene who had been on this trip several times.  Shadowing a dentist was a new experience for me, and I enjoyed it tremendously.  Dr. Webb explained to me the different purposes of the bones in the jaw and allowed me to be as close as possible while he was working.  I handed him instruments, of which he taught me the names and purposes.

The first day, we did check-ups on about thirty ABC kids.  It was sad to see how many children had teeth already rotting and causing tremendous amounts of pain.  The poor hygiene prevalent in the poorer regions of Guatemala wreaks havoc on the children’s teeth and gums.  Dr. Webb told me that many health problems in third world countries are caused by ignorance.  The next day, I got an even clearer picture of this.  The number of dental patients that day was astounding.  They formed a line outside the clinic, many in pain, and we began to usher them into the small, low ceilinged, dark room a few at a time.  Each of our two dentists would take a patient, administer anesthesia, and begin pulling teeth.  I saw wisdom teeth pulled, and as many as four adult teeth pulled on a single patient.  There was little we could do to relieve their pain other than pull the teeth and give them enough ibuprofen for a few days.  It was so sad to see that, though they left with gaps in their mouths of which an American would be ashamed, they left smiling, for they were no longer in pain.  I saw gratitude unlike any I have ever seen on the faces of people who had been granted relief from a condition that may have plagued them for years.

Another characteristic I saw frequently this week was bravery.  People trekked over the mountains for hours to be able to see a physician.  The children we saw came back to see the dentist alone, facing the new and the scary without a parental arm around them to soothe the fear.  Courage in the face of adversity is a way of life for the Guatemalan people.  My hurt hearts for these people who are constantly suffering, yet find reasons to smile and special strength to face each day.   When I returned home at the end of the week, I was appalled to see how much I constantly take day-to-day luxuries for granted.  The people of Guatemala opened my eyes to a part of the world I had not seen, but will never forget.

Honors Travel Grant Helps Krystal Fogle Spend Semester In Europe

by   |  05.31.11  |  Honors College News

Spring Break in Italy; what other destination could top that?  Myself and four other ACU students ventured out to the great country of pizza and pasta to see the sights and show some Italian pride.  Along the way, we encountered what we came to call “movie moments,” those special times when we felt like we were living out a movie instead of real life!  Basically, our spring break in Italy was magical!

After spending time in London with my family, so I caught a 6 AM flight out of Gatwick (uh-oh!  I booked a ticket for last week? Good thing they had one more ticket!) and made my way across the Italian countryside in a train to find my friends at the Trevi fountain.  Not being able to speak Italian, I gazed around me with wide-open eyes, astounded to see luscious lemon trees in people’s backyards as I chugged past on the train.  Thankfully, once I exited the train and got lost and found a couple times, I managed to find and board the metro towards the Trevi fountain.  Upon arrival at the correct stop, I had to literally shove my way off of the metro train car.  Wondering why the train was so crowded (I found out later it was Italy’s Unification Day festivities, which apparently lasted all week!), I hustled towards the escalator and miraculously bumped into my friends!  By the grace of God, we had boarded the same train and exited in perfect time to find each other.  If I had not found them, I would have been utterly lost, and also soaked, since a downpour had initiated since I boarded the metro.

After seeing the Trevi fountain, replete with “Roman guards” meandering around hoping tourists would pay for photos, we scrambled under overcast skies towards the Vatican (see photo).  Inside, we were stunned, then slightly bored, by all of the paintings.  In fact, there is so much breathtaking artwork inside, running up the walls and across the ceilings, that we were underwhelmed when we (finally) reached the actual Sistine chapel (that sounds horrendously appalling, that we were bored by the Michelangelo’s masterpiece.  He’s still a genius! However, his work was outshone by my exhaustion and art overload).  Sad, but true.

Early the next morning, we arose to remember that the kind owner of our hostel knew not a word of English.  Nor did we speak Italian.  Thankfully, she managed to count out the change we needed for our payment.  Hostels stays make for great stories; in this one, for example, though we had made a reservation for two girls (the rest of our group were in a different hostel…that’s a long story), there was only one bed.  A queen-size bed, but only one none the less.  With cheetah print sheets.  Still, it was probably the cleanest, nicest hostel I have stayed at.  After muddling through checking out of our room, we went to see the Coliseum.  I was in absolute awe, thinking of the history which surrounded me (see two pictures).  Enthralled, I could not stop looking at the Coliseum.  That is, until I saw a couple in wedding dress down the street (photo).  Our group joked happily about photobombing as we walked past the wedding party, staring openly.  The couple was Asian (my uncle later informed me that in China, it is considered good luck to get married in Italy, so many wealthy couples host their weddings in Italian cities) and a man ran up to us speaking Chinese.  We thought he was shouting at us to move out of the pictures (photobomb=successful!) but then he began gesturing wildly for us to follow him toward the wedding party.  He lined us up with the wedding guests, then shoved confetti into our hands.  He wanted us to toss the confetti at the bride and groom as they walked down the row of people!  We were ecstatic, and knew we were in the midst of a genuine movie moment.

Later that day, we went to buy our bus ticket to Milan.  Only…there were no more tickets that day.  Suddenly worried, we rushed to the train station to find a way to make our hostel reservations.  We were able to, thankfully, and felt once again as if we had stepped into a cinema screen.  Watching the Italian geography roll past, we grinned at one another, sure that our trip would be smooth.  Unfortunately, we managed to miss our connecting train.  In the confusion, one of our party lost her wallet.  Then, the station manager told us (in Italian) that we had made a mistake (I can assure you, it was the train conductor’s fault) and had to catch a train which happened to be leaving right that very moment.  We reached the train, out of breath, just as the doors slammed shut.  Grasping for the door handles, we watched as a young Italian man on the other side of the glass reached out as well, hoping to let us on.  Alas, the train pulled away from our reach and we despondently watched it puff away.  We then had to wait a couple of hours for the next train.

When we arrived in Milan, we had an interesting time finding our hostel in the late-night darkness but were relieved upon reaching it to find English speakers in residence.  We were rather startled, however, when some things did not quite translate.  For example, the next morning, the girl we were told would be joining our room turned out to be a half-naked man.  Such are the experiences one finds while traveling abroad.  Still, our stay in Milan was quite peaceful.  Well, aside from the vendors insisting we buy bracelets and birdseed.  And when I say insisting, I mean they grabbed my friends’ arms and tied bracelets on or thrust birdseed in hands while encouraging pigeons to land and peck at the seed.  The vendors congregated in front of the massive Duomo, or cathedral (photo).  We climbed a staircase up to the roof of the Duomo.  We were then able to walk around the roof and watch over the city while admiring gargoyle’s grimaces up close.  The rest of our trip really was smooth and enjoyable as we celebrated a friend’s birthday and took part in a Unification Day parade (we’re pretty sure we were on Italian television).  Movie moments accounted for, bags packed and smiles intact, we made our way back to Oxford, knowing that this Spring Break would be hard to beat.

Honors College Gets New Dean

by   |  05.23.11  |  Honors College News, Uncategorized

http://www.acuoptimist.com/2011/05/honors-college-names-dean/

Honors Travel Grant Helps Student Travel To Uruguay

by   |  03.24.11  |  Honors College News, Honors Student Achievements

The following story was submitted by Michelle Cornell who traveled to Montevideo, Uruguay in the Fall of 2010 with the help of an Honors College grant.

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Going for the Gold

This past fall I had the opportunity to leave the United States to study abroad in Montevideo, Uruguay.  Before leaving that fateful day in August, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.  At that point in time, I could not have possibly imagined the incredible community I would become a part of, the amount of Spanish language I would learn, the beauty and diversity of the places we would go to, and the adventures my fellow study-abroaders and I would manage to get ourselves into.  On that August day of departure, I packed up my bags, checked to see that I still had my passport, got onto the bus, and tried to decide which emotions I was feeling in that moment.  Sitting in the back of that bus, I could not entirely suppress the mounting apprehension that the trip I had decided to go on was going to be a lot more life-changing than I had ever expected.  Fortunately, that apprehension of mine was entirely accurate.

Over the course of the semester, it became my goal to make the most of every experience, whether that be in Uruguay or during travel.  Realizing that the semester would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the necessity of gleaning as much as possible out of every event became the desire of our small study abroad community, and one of our mottos for the trip becamLa Playa.jpge, “Go for the gold!”  In going for the gold, my travel grant became absolutely invaluable, because rather than spending it all in one place, I divided it up to enhance several adventures along the course of the semester.  Thus, with the travel grant money I was able to explore and adventure above and beyond my original intention to make the most of my traveling experiences.

One of these adventures supplied by the travel grant remains one of my favorite memories of my study abroad experience.  About halfway through the semester our group took a trip to Iguaçu Falls, Brazil, which is one of the most beautiful places in the world.  Where Paraguay, Argentina, and Brazil come together, there are the Iguaçu Falls, some of the most majestic waterfalls on earth, which are surrounded by dense jungle.  Our days on that trip were spent hiking through the jungle, viewing the falls from both Argentina and Brazil, and learning about the incredible ecosystem and environment of the jungle.  Though this trip was fabulous in and of itself, Brazilian Butterfly.jpgthe cherry on top was when I was able to use some of my travel grant money to go white water rafting down the Paraná River.  Four other girls and I used our free afternoon to go white water rafting, which entailed walking through a jungle, climbing down a rusty spiral staircase from the top of the falls down to the river, and crawling across giant boulders in the riverbed to a small lean-to tent.  Upon arrival, we discovered that our rafting guide only spoke Portuguese, and the other people in the raft only spoke Chinese.  That afternoon was certainly an adventure I could not have missed: after surviving the rapids, we were able to swim and float down the Parana, one of the longest rivers in South America.  The experience provided me with not only a fun story to tell, but also helped me to more fully realize the awesome power of God, who created the wild beauty and grandeur of Brazil.

Quite honestly, what I saw and heard and experienced this past fall will remain with me forever.  Uruguay is not just a place I visited; it is onIguazu Falls.jpge of my homes.  Study abroad is not just an experience that I went through; it is an event that molded and shaped me.  With the travel grant, I was able to create and add details to my trips that had direct influence on the way I now view the entire semester.  By utilizing the resources given to me, I was able to taste an acai smoothie, ride a motorcycle taxi through a Brazilian favela, jump on a jeep to Cabo Polonio, horseback ride along La Paloma beach, white water raft in the midst of the Brazilian jungle, and attend a Uruguayan fútbol game, all of which allowed me to more fully taste and see true South American culture and life.  The life-changing aspect of study abroad occurred in the details, small trips, and side adventures that built up to shape the rest of my experience.  As I suspected on the bus back in August, study abroad did turn out to be stunningly life-changing, and it is my hope for all those who are considering or will be studying abroad in the future that they would have a similarly amazing semester by stepping out, donning an adventurous spirit, and going for the gold.

Honors Students Get Published

by   |  03.24.11  |  Honors College News, Honors Student Achievements

Two ACU Honors English students have had poems accepted for publication in in two different literary journals.
The original story appeared on the English Department’s blog in  January of this year.

A new print journal, Fjords, has accepted for publication in its inaugural issue “weeping willow” and “Highway 285″ by Juliana KocisFjords has solicited poetry from around the country and plans to nominate its very best poems for the annual Pushcart Prize.

Juliana says the composition of “weeping willow” came about when “I had been out running one day, ran by a willow tree, and immediately thought of what became the first stanza–it just seems appropriate/ sitting beneath you/ to weep. The rest of the poem developed on its own and turned out to be one of the easiest poems I’ve written (and one of my favorites).”

As for her “Highway 285″ poem, Juliana developed the idea after driving  just outside of Salida, Colorado, past spectacular mountain landscapes. She notes that, “Having grown up in Colorado, I absolutely love it and have always just been amazed by some of the scenery, so I wanted to write a poem that captured that.”

It was a productive semester for Juliana because she just learned that Sphere Literary Magazine: An International Journal of Student Writing will be publishing another of her poems, “Liturgy, as witnessed by a statue of Mary.” Sphere is an on-line journal edited by students at Farleigh Dickinson University. Twice a year they publish undergraduate writing from around the globe.

Juliana wrote her Sphere poem after reading a news item about the bombing of a church in Baghdad back in November. She characterizes the poem as “a sort of lament” over the tragedy and a call for peace and religious tolerance.

Juliana is currently a junior English major and plans to graduate in May 2012. What she’ll do immediately following that momentous occasion is still a bit speculative, but she wouldn’t be surprised to find herself in graduate school working on an M.A. and thinking about maybe teaching postsecondary school. She’s also considering teaching ESL abroad for a year or two.

The other student who has had poems accepted for publication is Bethany Bradshaw. Her poems “Aubade” and “You Asked Me What It Means” will appear in Sphere.

Bethany, who is serving as one of the co-editors of the student literary magazine, The Shinnery Review this year, will graduate in May. She is waiting for acceptance/rejection letters from MA programs in English Lit. “to decide my fate.”

As the teacher of both of these young poets last fall, Prof. Al Haley was contacted for this article. He wished to contribute the following:

“I’m thrilled at how people are going to get read some of the fine poems Juliana and Bethany wrote in our class. At the same time, I’m not that surprised that their work was accepted. Besides evidencing keen imaginations as they looked for situations ripe for poetry and having a sharp ear for the sound of words, they worked themselves to the bone revising all their poems. The highest compliment I can pay any poet I offer to them: I read these poems and wished they were mine.”

As a final comment Prof. Haley suggest that anyone consider signing up for Poetry Workshop. He observes, “Everyone has something to say about life, and poetry is one of the best ways to do it. It’s a demanding but rewarding craft that anyone can learn. And from our annual poetry slam to workshopping our poems in the relaxed atmosphere of The Inkwell, we have so much fun in this class it could almost be illegal.”

Honors Alumna Wins Writing Contest

by   |  03.24.11  |  Honors College News, Honors Student Achievements

Former ACU Honors student, Lydia Melby, wins second prize in a writing contest for The Austin Chronicle. As an ACU student, Lydia received several Honors grants.

Congrats Lydia!

The following story appeared first in ACU News.

Posted February 24, 2011

More than 400 writers entered The Austin Chronicle‘s annual short story contest, but Abilene Christian University alumna Lydia Melby nabbed second place.

Melby’s prize came as a result of rewriting her award-winning story, “Fruit.” She was inspired to change the original tale while working on ghost stories with the middle school students she teaches.

“I outlined a new way to write ‘Fruit’ with a different crisis and ending, and went home that night and rewrote it,” says Melby, “Reading what I had written the night before was exciting and chilling; I felt a lot more involved with the narrative. So I workshopped it a few times with the writing group I attend, and when it was ready to go, I sent it to the Chronicle’s contest.”

Melby’s story beat out hundreds of others in the first round of competition, where all stories received two blind reads from the Chronicle’s panel of readers. It was one of 10 stories to move on to the final round, in which four judges from the Austin arts community chose the winning pieces.

Dr. Shelly Sanders, assistant professor of English at ACU, recalls seeing Melby’s talent displayed in her work as a student

“Lydia has a wonderful observational eye, and her fiction has a quirky realism, always bordering on other-worldly, that can make the reader sigh or squirm. It’s no surprise that ‘Fruit’ won second place,” says Sanders. “I’m sure we’ll be hearing more from her. We’re so proud of her for her accomplishments and for representing ACU’s English department in such a great manner.”

Melby graduated from ACU in May 2010 with an English degree and decided to defer admission to Emerson College for a year. She moved to Austin for the numerous artistic outlets and to save money before attending graduate school. Melby currently works for Austin Pets Alive! and volunteers once a week at Keeling Middle School, teaching creative writing.

Read Lydia’s short story, “Fruit,” and learn more about The Austin Chronicle’s annual short story contest here.

Summer Opportunity for Honors Students

by   |  01.31.11  |  Honors College News

Partners in the Parks is a neat summer opportunity for interested Honors students to expand their horizons and broaden their experience bases by partnering with The National Collegiate Honors Council and the National Parks Service.

From the program’s website: Partners in the Parks is a unique and rewarding experiential learning opportunity for Honors students and faculty. This program was developed in cooperation with the National Parks Service offering participants the opportunity to experience and appreciate the unique natural treasures that make up America’s national park system. Projects are hosted by select Honors programs working in partnership with national parks in their area. Projects are designed to offer students and faculty unprecedented access and insights into the parks through extended 5-6 day excursions. Projects include educational and recreational seminars led by expert faculty and NPS rangers specifically designed to take advantage of the unique resources within each park. Partners in the Parks is sponsored by Southern Utah University in cooperation with the National Collegiate Honors Council and the National Park Service.

Please visit  www.partnersintheparks.org for more information.

Britney Partridge Reports on Trip to Nepal for the Red Thread Movement

by   |  01.27.11  |  Honors College News

Britney, who co-founded the non-profit “Red Thread Movement”, has returned from her trip to Nepal and has submitted a report. This trip was made possible because of Honors College travel grant money.

She writes:

In 2009, I co-founded the Red Thread Movement, a student initiative to combat sex trafficking in Nepal. We both raise money to end sex trafficking in Nepal and generate awareness for the global human rights crime of the sexual exploitation of women and young girls.  This Christmas break, I got to visit Nepal and see the border units and safe house that the RTM supports.

There is a Tibetan proverb that says, “On a long journey, you must die once.”

It has been almost two weeks now since I waved “goodbye” to the girls at the safe house I was visiting in Nepal and drove away, with tears in my eyes.  This was the death of the journey for me because this moment held both great pain and great purpose.  To me, a person’s eyes are the windows into their soul, and when I looked into the eyes of the girls as I hugged them for the last time, I recognized and understood something for the first time.  I realized that combating sex trafficking is incredibly extensive and broad; it is a crime that occurs around the world.  But even though the problem seems overwhelming, I have to remember that what I am doing is not really about an “issue;” the Red Thread Movement is about people.  Laughing with these girls, singing songs with them, comforting them as they cried showed me that even if all of my efforts thus far had been for just one of these girls, it would have been worth it.  I have died to seeing sex trafficking as a faceless crime.  I was staying in a small village in Nepal, and there was a newspaper article about a girl who had gone missing from there; she was most likely trafficked.  I finally fully understood that these girls are daughters and sisters and friends.  Some of them are now my friends, and that is why it was so painful to say “goodbye” to them.  I love them.  But I know that there is purpose in leaving Nepal.  Nearly 12,000 more women and girls from this country will be trafficked within this next year, and even though I do not know them personally and may never meet them, I love them too.  And I believe that love always protects, always trusts, always hopes and always perseveres.

I am home now with a mission, a mission of love and determination.  Currently, the Red Thread Movement supports two border units and one safe house in Nepal.  Our goal for this year is to open an additional border unit and two more safe houses, so that we will be funding a total of three border units and three safe houses.  Each border unit rescues around four girls every day, and the safe houses house 20 girls each.  The border units each require $800/month to operate, and each safe house, $1500/month.  We are already working on a structure for the Red Thread Movement, expanding it to support these projects.  We will not stop advocating for the girls in Nepal and around the world who are being abused and exploited until sex trafficking is ended.

One of the bands supporting the Red Thread Movement, Sent By Ravens, has a song whose lyrics encapsulate my journey in Nepal: “Love.  Love is all we need.  I came here with nothing, but I left with everything.”  I went to Nepal with a passion to end sex trafficking, and I left with a love for the girls there that now mean everything to me.

Becca Fullerton Explains Her Unique Trip to Uruguay

by   |  12.10.10  |  Honors College News

This trip, for Becca, would not have been possible without an Honors College travel grant.

Her story:

On June 1, 2010 thirteen pre-health students and three teachers landed in Montevideo, Uruguay to begin a five-week study of the Uruguayan Healthcare System.

“We spent two weeks in Abilene before we left studying health care systems from around the developed world, along with examining the new health care bill in the US,” said Junior Biochemistry major Becca Fullerton. “That time enabled us to fit the Uruguayan system into a larger global context and use that information to think critically about what the US might need to do moving forward.”

Along with the standard Spanish and Latin American studies classes, the students visited health care facilities around the capital city. They toured the country’s only medical school-the Facultad Medecina, the medical school’s large public hospital, the private British Hospital, a center for teen mothers, and several small outlying clinics supporting the towns surrounding Montevideo.

“Visiting the hospitals was one of the most eye-opening experiences of the trip for me,” Becca said. “The public hospital had lines twenty people long just to get on the elevator and was obviously lacking in resources, while the private hospital wouldn’t have been out of place next to Medical City. But I was moved by the concern with which the administrator of the public hospital spoke about his hospital and the people of his country.”

They were also able to experience many parts of the Uruguayan culture: taking cabs everywhere, eating dinner after nine, and watching futbol. “We were all really excited about futbol because the world cup was going on while we were there,” said Becca. “When Uruguay made it to the semi finals after a shoot out against Ghana, there were literal riots in the streets. Everyone was screaming and honking and waving flags and partying in the Plaza Independencia.”

During their travel weeks, they toured Montevideo and the surrounding countries visiting Buenos Aires, Igauzu Falls in Brazil, Punta del Este where they attended an ICMDA conference with hundreds of medical students from around the world.

“This experience challenged and taught me in ways I wouldn’t have encountered at home,” said Becca. “The disparity between their public and private hospitals led me to reflect more carefully about the inequity that takes place in our hospitals, while the difficulty I faced communicating when I’d never taken a Spanish class gave me a new grace for people who come to this country not knowing English. I am incredibly grateful for the opportunity to study in South America.”

Podcast From Matthew Roberts, a Freshman Honors Student

by   |  12.09.10  |  Honors College News, Honors Student Achievements

Click here to listen to the podcast.

Matthew is an Honors freshman.  This is a podcast he submitted for a cornerstone project. It is titled “This I Believe.”