Urban Element Brings Energy to Schools

WRightJason Wright ’16 – Being in a big city like Chicago has offered me an interesting perspective on the concept of the urban element in school life and in everyday feelings and interactions. I believe that that is the greatest asset to this program; having the opportunity to see for ourselves how things are different and how things are the same between urban environments like Chicago and small town environments like Crawfordsville.

Probably the most noticeable difference is in the demographics. Chicago is a very diverse city, and it shows wherever you go, in or out of the schools. Traveling the different neighborhoods of Chicago gives one the sense of stepping into other cultures, and that just isn’t accessible in most places outside of the urban setting. So for some of us, this will be the only time, or one of only few times in which we get to experience that phenomenon.

The Urban element also brings a unique energy into the schools. Everything in the city is upbeat, and the classroom is no exception. Kids are full of energy and they always have something to say. Kenwood students are a very involved bunch, and they’re enthusiastic about contributing to class. What doesn’t change is that good teachers abound who invest themselves into their work and their students, and they are committed to getting down to good, hard work. I’ve learned that good teachers are equally able to develop a solid plan and to be adaptive.

Tough Schools Have Special Teachers

Grant Benefiel ’16 – When I first thought about teaching in Chicago, I was very nervous.  I have seen movies and television shows that depict Chicago schools as dangerous and violent.  With those first initial impressions, my view on Chicago was narrow.  After my initial visit, my view on Chicago changed.  I felt there were few differences between Kelly High School and my High School.  Besides the fact that my high school contained mostly Caucasian students and Kelly High School contained mostly Hispanic and Asian students, there were few differences.  I did notice that the students wore see-through backpacks and had to go through metal detectors before going to class.  Security is a big deal at Kelly High School and they have kept the school safe and comfortable.

After meeting my host teacher, I knew Kelly was special.  I could tell the way my teacher would interact with the students that this was more than just school grounds.  Kelly High School was home to many students.  The teachers interacted with the students as if they were their own children.  The teachers at Kelly High School care about their students.

Our school is located in a Hispanic neighborhood.  I have been able to safely travel around the neighborhood and eat at local restaurants.  I can see that the school and community get along very well.  While I was wearing my “student observer” name tag, one of the waitress proceeded to tell me that her son attended there and told me to make sure he was acting responsibly.  Instances like that show me that the community and school have an incredible relationship.

Being able to experience this immersion trip, I now have a better grasp of urban education.  I have been shown how to care for students and to teach in an urban setting.  I understand now the difficulties and complications that arise while teaching a school of over two-thousand students.  I have also been taught what it means to be a community.  Kelly High School and this immersion program have shown me the beautiful side of Chicago and urban education.

Chicago is City That Must Be Experienced

Truman Jones ’16 – The final trip to Chicago was initially one of the more intimidating things I had ever been pushed into doing in my Wabash experience. Now a day trip with family or the trip to Chinatown for dinner was one thing, but staying for a full week in the city was daunting to say the least. But as the time approached I got less nervous, and after the day trip and meeting my host teacher for the first time, I was definitely less anxious to undergo the trip.

Truman Jones '16 with his host teacher.

Truman Jones ’16 with his host teacher.

Part of getting your teaching license in Indiana requires you to have at least three full days of teaching experience in an urban environment. I was placed at Kelly High School that is one the southern side of Chicago. Kelly High School has just over two thousand students, and is primarily Latino, with Asian ethnic backgrounds making up the next highest amount, with everything else in smaller numbers. Now this is much different than what I was used to, as the school at Crawfordsville I taught at was around a third of the size, it was also primarily white. So that has been the first real hurdle that I had to get used to be that I was no longer part of the majority, but suddenly put in the minority. But beyond that, the ideas that I had stuffed in my head about big city life, the urban school, and the people in it have been dashed. I have been welcomed with open arms.

My host teacher: Mrs. Zamora, was just one of the friendly staff members at Kelly High School that helped me understand the unique challenges and opportunities that is required to teach in urban Chicago school. I thought that it would be uninterested students, and blank stares, but I found that students were active, excited, and willing to talk. They were eager to know more about me, and I am saddened that I am not staying for longer so I can better get to know them.

In summary my experience has been that despite what anyone can tell you about Chicago, its schools, or its people, you can make any judgments unless you experience it for yourself. The city was/is not the most terrifying thing that exists in the world, the people are not rude and unhelpful, and the schools are not seedy and riddled with gang activity. I would say that stereotypes and ideas are meant to be broken, and thanks to my time at Wabash, I was able to experience it for myself.

Chicago Native Gets New View of City

Alexander Hernández ’16 –  Whittier Dual Language Academy, Benito Juarez, and Chicago are like no other places I have ever encountered because of the hidden novelties they contain. Even though both my formative education background resembles the ones that I see at Whittier and Benito Juarez, our differences extremely vary. During these past couple of days, I learned that visiting and immersing myself in Chicago was not the same thing.

Hernandez, in Chicago, at right.

Hernandez, in Chicago, at right.

If I had the option to switch my K-8 schools for Whittier, I would change it in a heartbeat.  I would make this transition because the school was able to keep the humane aspect of learning English while polishing their Spanish, and vice-versa.  Learning a language that is not an easy thing, especially when the language is an alien language to the family. Being able to help the student enforce the language they know at home, while creating a strong foundation for the new language is just plain amazing because this prevents the English Language Learner student from feeling displaced.

The ability to learn about Cesar Chavez, or explore any other multicultural figure and event, were things I was starving for. Being able to see these kids get to know about their culture, and the cultures of the other, while analyzing through a Wabash lens at their age is just plain jaw dropping.

Even though I have not been to Benito Juarez yet, I am looking forward for it because the high school environment brings a new set of uniqueness.

I found it interesting that visiting and living in Chicago can be a totally different experience. I have been able to explore more the Latino while exposing myself to Middle Eastern and Chinese foods in the past two days have been heaven.

My experiences with this course and my whole fieldwork have been just plain amazing thus far. Everyday has brought new lessons both academically and personally. I learned that is okay to be different because you have your own experiences, knowledge, and skills. I learned that teachers and students are able to finally connect with each other. I learned that no matter how different you are, you are just like any other on public transportation.

Granados ’16 Sees Teacher Concern Up Close

Arturo E. Granados ’16 – People call it “The Windy City”; at least that’s what the tourists call it, I’ve never heard a native of Chicago refer to it that way.  In fact, that might be the biggest indicator of a tourist; if they call this place by that name.  As much as I hate to admit it though, we are pretty touristy. I find myself asking my classmates to take my picture in front of different monuments and statues, I am quite shameless and relish in the experience.  We are here for the “Chicago experience,” and by golly we are getting it.  We are taking the “L” Train to get around the city–to get to our class dinners, and most importantly, to get to our host schools.

My host school is The De La Salle Institute.  It is a Catholic school in the La Sallian tradition; meaning that the school was founded my the Christian Brothers and was primarily run by them until very recently (something like 8 years ago).  It is an all-male campus, with a sister school, Our Lady of Lourdes, located about a mile down the road.  The boys at the school have a pretty strict dress-code that consists of khaki/blue pants, a polo/shirt and tie, shaven face and dress shoes.  I have only been there twice thus far but there are so many things that I find interesting about this school.  One is the diversity.  This is the first time in my life that I have been in a classroom where the black and Latin students out-number the white.  It honestly feels very refreshing; its nice to be in an environment where I am not the only with an “accent.”

I admire the way that the educators genuinely care for the well-being of the students at the Institute.  Having students from all types of backgrounds, there are students who are not as studious as others. That being said, these educators (from the Dean of Discipline, the Academic Advisor to the individual classroom teachers) do not seem to lower their expectations of anyone; they expect them to do the best work they can do and there is a sentiment of disappointment if they fail. But it is an environment that supports students who may be failing and tries to help them to do better.

I’ve had a pretty good time so far on this trip.  Like I said, I have been indulging my inner tourist.  Yesterday a whole bunch of us went down to see the famous “Bean”.  Like the conformist millennials we are, we proceeded to take pictures of it; indulging in the way that our reflections were so clearly represented on the giant monument.  We were accompanied by a diverse group of people: Muslims in head dresses, sorority girls, Japanese girls with big white cameras, there was even a man who proposed to his woman right before we approached the bean, she was still crying and fanning herself with her newly engaged hand when we arrived.

Today we all went to China Town to eat…Chinese food.  It was a restaurant that was located more or less in the middle of the main street of China Town, the place is called Emperor’s Choice, if you ever want to drop in. After eating some of the best duck that I have ever tasted, Grant and I went strolling about searching for trinkets to bring back to our families and loved ones.  I love shopping in China Town because you never know what you will find.

All in all I am enjoying Chicago very much.  There are still some things that surprise me, like finding a dead sewer rat on the sidewalk on the way to my school, but I try to take things one step at a time.  Tomorrow I am planning to give my first lesson at De La Salle , so I’m pretty excited for that.  Hopefully I have given you a good insight of what we have done so far on our trip! You’ll hear more from us soon!

An Awesome Full Day in Rome

Zack Campbell ’18 – Waking up at 7:30 A.M. in Rome is so much better than waking up for an 8 A.M. in Crawfordsville. After a night of much needed sleep, the group set out on what would be one of the greatest and longest days of our lives. Our first stop was in the middle of the city at the Roman Forum. We walked among various ruins of Roman era architecture and even under a couple of imposing arches. From there we started to follow the Via Sacra (Sacred Road). The greatest of Rome’s inhabitants whether they were senators, conquering generals, or newly stated emperors walked the same trail that we walked on today. For me, the moment I realized the significance of the path my feet were walking on was the most humbling and appreciated moment I have had here so far. We were re- tracing the steps of men like Marcus Aurelius and experiencing similar scenery that he would have as we followed the Via Sacra through the shadow of Palatine Hill (which provided the most extraordinary view of the entire forum and city), by other structures such as the massive Basilica Nova, under the Arch of Titus, and finally leading us to the street by the Flavian Amphitheater (Colosseum).

Pictures do not do the Colosseum justice. It is magnificent and left me not only speechless but also wondering how men 2,000 years ago accomplished creating such a tremendous piece of architecture. It truly makes one appreciate the history of the structure and the people who built it even more.  The visit to the Colosseum wrapped up our tour of ancient Roman ruins just in time for a quick ride on Rome’s subway to a street close to the Vatican where we stopped to eat lunch at an amazing (and affordable) restaurant that served the absolute best Cannoli. After filling ourselves with some Italian cuisine, we headed to the Vatican Museums.

Being an Indianapolis native I felt that my experience in museums was pretty successful considering the quality of the Indiana State museum and the Children’s museum. Boy was I wrong. The Vatican Museum had a massive collection of thousands of pieces of architecture and artwork that ranged from early 2nd century to modern day contemporary pieces which could put the majority of museums to shame.  We began our tour by walking through an exhibit that was normally closed to the public and had artwork form early the early Christian time period. We walked further and further into the museum’s maze-like halls until we reached the Sistine Chapel. For the third time that day I was left speechless. The Sistine Chapel forgoes no detail. Every inch of the walls, windows, and ceiling depicted a biblical story/religious reference which looked as if angels had descended from heaven and painted them there themselves. It was an absolutely remarkable and perfect way to end our day……except that being Wabash men, we don’t clock out at 5:30 P.M.

Instead of going back to our hotel we headed over to the Stadio Olimpic to watch SS. Lazio and Fiorentina duke it out in a European Soccer match. I think it is safe to say that all of us had a blast and were completely mesmerized by the entire experience. The game was good (Lazio winning uncontested 4-0) but I think the atmosphere created by the fans is what I enjoyed the most. The fans were fanatical. The crowd expressed their joy and displeasure in quick outbursts, and would rally and sing various songs throughout the match in unison. I couldn’t stop laughing at the emotional outbursts from an Italian women sitting two rows ahead of me. She was 4’5” of pure emotion and was not afraid to voice her displeasure (all of which was in Italian but cursing at sporting events seems to be easily recognized cross-culturally). Overall it was a great day as we got a taste of Roman history, Christianity’s history, and Italian culture.

Some Final Thoughts on Rome Immersion

Johnny Bojrab ’16 – The final day of our trip to Rome gave us the opportunity to learn on our own about particular churches. The church that my fellow group members and I visited was located on top of first century Christian houses. This was an amazingly well-preserved location which was intricately designed with frescoes depicting early Roman/Christian art. Houses like these were the original sites of churches in Rome. Since Christians were highly persecuted in the first century these specific house churches would allow for worship without raising too many eyebrows in Ancient Rome. Interestingly this was in complete contrast with the other churches we had been visiting that week which were erected in visible areas and were specifically meant to grab the attention of others. Once Constantine had made Christianity the official religion there was no longer a need for these secretive house churches of the past since the religion itself had seemed to went through a complete paradigm shift in the sense of converting new members into the faith. It was incredible standing within these time capsules of Christianity, each particular church holding a different style that met a different purpose in the minds of many roman emperors. Christianity was a powerful movement that was able to meet the demands of heavily subjugated people. It was also able to be utilized as a powerful political tool to help legitimize authority. It was profound to be standing in a room that began the worlds most powerful and expansive religion in its infancy stage.

Brian Gregory ’18 –  As I sit here in Philadelphia airport, after having already experienced the longest flight of my life, I find myself wanting more of Rome. You don’t get to experience anything as beautiful, ancient, or thought-provoking in America. Most of that history was lost due to oral traditions being forgotten or erased. In Rome; however, every street is historical and every house built upon others of centuries past. Even with all of the majesty of Rome’s past, what keyed more into the experience was how clear it was that these early Christians were just everyday people. They lived their lives and faced persecutions as any other person could. They walked the streets now buried by the modern Rome, but their impact is seen in every basilica we visited. With that in mind, the impacts of the Roman Empire and the early Christians expands far past just Rome. My appetite has only been teased. Italy beckons me more than ever before. I want to travel underneath those houses and basilicas, I want to dine in front of the Pantheon (again), I will keep going back to Italy and Rome.

This experience has opened up a flood gate of possibilities to me. More immersion trips twinkle behind my eyes. The ambitious consideration of studying abroad sounds tantalizing. I had thought my Wabash career would stay at Wabash, but it seems that this week long experience has done just what Wabash claims to do; “To change lives.”

Zechariah Banks ’16 –  Greetings From Rome! This trip has been an amazing experience thus far. We have traveled almost everywhere in the city. We have seen things such as the Roman Colosseum, but also many lesser known things such as The Baths of Diocletian. Before coming on the immersion trip everyone was given a site to do a presentation about informing the class on the history and significance of the site. Today I gave my presentation on the Baths of Diocletian which were very imposing on the city of Rome. Commissioned by Co-Emeperor Maximian in the late 3rd century, the baths served as an everyday cleaning opportunity for Romans, but also an everyday release. The baths have now been converted into a church which was originally designed by Michelangelo during the 16th century.

Today we also visited the catacombs, where many early Christians were buried. Catacombs are simply underground graves in which multiple casket spaces are carved from the earth walls and then filled with bodies. These were very important because they provided enough room to bury the massive number of people that died, while at the same time limiting the space used. The catacombs we visited are nicknamed the “Queen” catacomb due to the importance of the people buried there in the Christian faith. There were multiple martyrs and a large number of Popes buried in these catacombs. The food here is great, the weather is warm, and the people are nice. My first time in Italy is going great!

Tyrone Evans ’16 –  On the final day of our adventure in Rome, my self and three other gentlemen on the trip were given the opportunity to do some research on a few churches within the city. The catch was that we would have to plan out the visits and navigate our way to each church ourselves. This worried me a little bit at first because  I was used to following Dr. Hartnett around the city since he knew it so well. But lucky our group was well prepared, we had all the locations, the times they opened, and jobs for each person at each church. Since I had been snapping photos the whole trip, I was the designated photographer. For the first church, San Crisogono, was tough to find at first, but thank God for the kind citizens of Rome and their helpful directions.

The Church of San Crisogono was beautiful, and underneath the church laid the remains of a 4th century church, including multiple mosaics, ancient architecture, and even human bones! The second church we visited was the Church of Santa Cecilia, which was another small church close to the Tiber River. This church also had a crypt, which held old silos for grain storage and well preserved chapel underneath the church. Finally, the last church we visited was the Santa Sabina, a huge church on the opposite side of the Tiber River than the first two churches. This church wasn’t as immaculate as San Crisogono and Santa Cecilia, there was only a few mosaics. But right outside the church, there was a beautiful courtyard that provided a great view of the entire city.

Later that night, we shared our last meal in Rome together. We were served course after course, eating foods such as octopus, a ham,egg, and cheese pasta, and multiple types of meat. Overall, I had an amazing time. With this being my first time out of the country, I thought I would never be able to partake in an experience such as this. But now that I have, I can’t wait to go back!

Taken by The Beauty of Rome’s Basilicas

Brady Boles ’17  – Before coming to Rome, we had learned the importance of Rome in its power as a city and as an important symbol for the emergence and growth of early Christianity.  However, I had not truly appreciated the historical significance of the various pieces of architecture of the city and what they told about the emperors, early Christian figures, and even the everyday normal folk of the empire.  Everything about the trip was extremely fascinating, fun, and informative, but my favorite parts of the trip were the trips to Ostia and the various Constantinian basilicas.

It is hard not to have your breath taken away when walking into the various basilicas.  The size of each one was absolutely massive and you could feel the power of the building before you even walk inside.  As you walk inside, you feel even more overwhelmed, not only by the size, but also by the vivid Christian imagery and relics present within the building.  During my reflection, I appreciated the building’s ability to portray Constantine’s intention to show his power and leave his mark on history by building these massive basilicas.  For me, these structures highlighted one of the main themes of Ancient Rome, the importance of being remembered, being great and powerful, and carrying on the family name.

I was also taken aback by the artistry present in each of the basilicas.  Not only are the mosaics and paintings truly beautiful, but they had an impact on me in that they reflect how far Christianity has come in the previous centuries.  In the early centuries after Christ’s death, Christianity had been a private religion that had experienced persecution under several emperors.  Then in the 4th century, some of the biggest and most significant buildings had been built as churches for Christianity, reflecting the religions transformation into the more public, majority religion of the empire.  The basilicas beauty also marked the importance of artistic skill during those times and it really made me appreciate artists in general.  It also left me disappointed because in many modern cultures, including the United States, artists struggle finding any work.  These Roman artists had an important task of creating artwork that characterized religions and the Roman Empire and it really made me realize how much I take creativity and artistry for granted.

I also loved Ostia and the way it contrasted these basilicas.  It allowed us to take a day to experience life of the everyday Roman citizens instead of just remembering emperors and major Christian figures.  It was amazing to look at some of the homes of these people and to imagine what sounds, sights, and smells were present.  I also loved my site, the Piazzale delle Corporazioni. It was amazing to see how a simple portico transformed into the center of commerce for a booming empire.  It was rewarding to see the different mosaics in each of the offices that represented the growing diversity and grasp that the Empire had on the world.  Ostia reminded me that it is important to understand how the everyday citizen lived.

Aside from the course material, this trip was invaluable in that I got to live in a beautiful city for a week with great people, great food, and a great atmosphere.  I learned that aside from the language barrier, the Italian people are not so different.  They are proud of their history, live a fast -aced life, and love to have a good time, just like many of us Americans.  It was exciting to see the subtle and major differences in our ways of life, whether it be the food we eat or the chaos that is the streets of Rome.  I got to see and learn about some incredible things in Rome and enjoy them to the fullest thanks to the teachings of Dr. Hartnett and Dr. Nelson.  I also became closer with some of my Wabash brothers and was able to create memories that I will cherish for a long time.  I’d like to thank Dr. Hartnett, Dr. Nelson, and Wabash College for making this trip possible.

Even Brussels, Belgium is Melting Pot

Ben Wade ’17 – Thursday was the first full day in Brussels, and it didn’t disappoint at all. After getting into the city fairly late last night, it was nice to get the chance to sleep in and relax a bit this morning. However, we couldn’t rest for too long, as we had a whole new city to explore and only three days to do it. Besides, looking out our hotel windows at all the different food options in the main square meant that we couldn’t stay in bed for too long.

The only scheduled event today set the tone for the rest of our day, and sort of underscored something I noticed in Frankfurt. Our trip to the European Council was filled with a diversity that I have never experienced before and that also surprised a couple other guys in the trip. In our travels today, we saw the words “European Parliament” written in 24 different languages; our presenter at the Council spoke at least 5 languages and probably could have defended himself in several more; our dinner was a choice between Ethiopian or Senegalese cuisine, decided only after walking past Greek, Indian, and Indonesian restaurants.

Walking around today showed me that the term “melting pot” cannot just be used to describe the U.S. Today, I talked to an Irishman who spoke very accented Dutch, German, and English about how Chelsea was better than Paris St. Germaine (soccer, btw). Earlier, I asked for pouille mafa (spiced chicken) in a Senegalese restaurant from a waiter who only spoke French, albeit with a little help from Professors Byun and Hollander. Though these cultures and people are very distinct, there is no denying that they mix together in this city and others across Europe. Thinking of America as the only place where cultures come together is simply closed-minded to the entire world around us.

Everything about this place is different from anything I’ve ever encountered: different people, different food, different architecture, and very different experiences. If anything this trip has taught me two things: everything in Europe is expensive (even using the bathroom) and it’s okay to be uncomfortable sometimes. Even though hamburgers and French fries are safe and familiar, you might find that you like spiced African chicken and döner kebab more, as a few of us found out. Though this experience is half over, I have loved every minute here and I’ll finish by giving out a huge shout-out to the Rogge Fund and Professors Hollander, Byun, and Mikek for making it possible.

Rome Changes Personal Perspectives

Christian Beardsley ’16 – Today has been a very unique and bizarre day, one that I will never forget.  being a Christian, today was especially important and spectacular because it was personally very uplifting seeing the multitude relics, frescos, and mosaics.  Personally, my favorite ones were at the Santa Croce in Gerusalemme.  Coming into the church I was not too impressed at the overall state of it or anything within its walls; however, the side chapels would prove to hold many different things that would alter the simplistic mindset that I was in.  In the side chapel, we saw the nail of the cross of Christ, the thorns of His crown, and even the shroud of Jesus.  I was amazed when I saw all of these things and am very blessed to have been given this opportunity to have done so.

This trip has taught me many things along the days involving the beginning of Christianity and the early parts of the Roman Empire, even the culture of the people who live here.  Another thing I have learned was that there were many changes made to the monuments of the ancient times so that they could build over the old and start again with the new on top.  Christianity became a major religion and it was shown in the basilica and churches throughout the city.  Even among the churches, there were many frescos and mosaics from the past centuries, underneath the new structures, that depict key stories within the bible.  The stories would relate to the old and new testament and would also relate to that respective church in some way.

Rome is very different in terms of how people live and interact with others.  It is a very busy city, full of life during all times of the day.  There is never a dull moment to be had whilst here.  Overall, this trip has been a very unique and worthwhile experience, one that I will remember for the rest of my life.  It has taught me much and has provided me with useful tools and perspectives to look upon the world, such as enjoy the smaller things as well as the larger things of life and to just experience new things that may seem different.  I am very grateful to have this experience.