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It means to enrich your way of thinking so that you will no longer view women as the weaker sex, and not just to ruin your established belief. Hopefully, this will open your mind to appreciate equality between men and women. If you are not open-minded, leave this blog. I appreciate your dropping by though.
PEACE.</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>380</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/yhTB" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/yhtb" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-4506751621040556386</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-19T15:00:11.582+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teaching</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>Religious Studies Classes in Primary School</title><description>Last semester I had  an assignment to teach SOSE class (Society and Environment ... it can be  considered equal to IPS subject in national school in Indonesia) in  grade 4. As I wrote in one previous post, the materials to be discussed  in the beginning of the book were about religions. (check &lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/journal/item/770/Religious_Studies_Class"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;) However, in the following chapters, the discussion was more on society.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This  semester I no longer got that SOSE class in grade 4. However, I was  assigned to handle ‘religion’ subjects in grade 3, 4, 5, and 6. As the  teaching material, I downloaded it from &lt;a href="http://bbc.co.uk/schools/religion"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;.  It means during this semester those classes will discuss – at a glance –  Buddhism, Christianity, Hinduism, Islam, Judaism and Sikhism.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Below is my record of talking about ‘Buddhism’ in grade three and four. FYI, none of the students is Buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why are we discussing Buddhism, Miss? Are you Buddhist?” one student asked me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So  I answered that I was not Buddhist and during the religion subject, we  would discuss some religions, such as Buddhism, Christianity, Islam,  etc, not just one particular religion in order that they know some other  religions too, not just their own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Two things that attracted as well as surprised the students were&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Buddhists don’t have God to praise&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Buddhists do not know the existence of heaven and hell&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It  is easily concluded the cause why they find the two things above  strange is because they have been raised in families where the parents  adhere to Abrahamic religions – such as Christianity and Islam. I have  never found any student who is a Jewish yet. Abrahamic religions have  similarities on the teachings about the existence of God and heaven and  hell. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Then who created the universe if there is no God according to Buddhists?” one student in grade 4 asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily  one topic of SOSE grade 4 we discussed last semester was about how this  universe was created in Australian Aborigine people’s belief. It  started with:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Time began when the supernatural beings awoke and broke through the surface of the earth. ...”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The  supernatural beings mentioned were not related by any deity or god that  then were praised or worshiped by human beings. Therefore, I reminded  the students on our discussion last semester. There are in fact many  groups of people in the world who have their own knowledge on how this  universe was created at the very first place where they do not related  it to god. When the students cannot understand how those people think  about the creation of the universe without involving any god, they had  better be wise to think that it is possible for those people not to  believe any god’s involvement in the existence of the universe. Then it  is the best to respect each other’s belief.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“If Buddhist people do not believe in heaven and hell, so where will the dead go?” was another question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reincarnation  and ‘moksha’ are the two words to answer that question. The main symbol  of Buddhism is the wheel of life which symbolizes the cycle of life and  rebirth. Buddhist people believe in being born again after death. They  will get a better life if in the present life they are good people. On  the contrary, they will get worse life if they are bad people. Or even  worse they will not be born as human being, maybe an animal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And  when someone has a perfect life – where the life of Siddhatta Gotama is  used as one example – he or she will ‘moksha’ after death, just ‘gone’  in the air, he or she will no longer be born.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What kind of life did Siddhatta Gotama have?” asked one student.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The material explained a little:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“He  lived in the fifth century BC and was a prince born into a rich family.  He had an easy life. However when he saw the suffering of old age,  sickness and death, he decided to renounce his life in the palace and  live among the holy men of the day in search of truth and  enlightenment.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To explain further I said Siddhatta Gotama  was a rich prince that then left his wealth because he thought it was  not fair to live such an easy life while poverty and sickness was  everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What? Is he crazy or something? I don’t get it!” the same student commented. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Miss, it is difficult for me to believe in such teachings,” another student responded. Her parents are church activists. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then  I said to the students that the knowledge about Buddhism in religion  class (later also other religions) is only for them to know and  understand. It is not always to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
GL7 13.23 19/01/12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-4506751621040556386?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/religious-studies-classes-in-primary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-4671754520538016137</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2011 04:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-07T12:02:18.413+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><title>Black Friday</title><description>&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I am pretty much sure that this year is the first year I heard this term  “Black Friday”. (“Hellooo ... where have I been before?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png" /&gt; ) I instantly got attracted by this ‘occasion’ because it was very much connected to the Thanksgiving Day!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When  I was pursuing my study in American Studies Graduate Program in Gadjah  Mada University (2002-2005), I ‘(un)luckily’ attended the  ‘commemoration’ of Thanksgiving Day at least twice, if I am not  mistaken. In the first commemoration, the students of my batch (2002)  made a small drama illustrating the coming of the ‘Pilgrims’ – the first  settlers migrating to American land – by Mayflower ship. The Pilgrims  then were helped by the Native American tribe to survive by planting  corns, potatoes, etc as well as fishing. (poor those migrating British  people didn’t know how to cultivate lands because they did not have  lands in their home country). No Pocahontas was narrated in the story  though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;  (Too bad, I do not have the pictures of our performance. I got only a  little role, but in fact what Ibu Tati said was correct, I will always  remember the commemoration.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/506" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="252" src="http://multiply.com/mu/afemaleguest/image/uX6Wp-69J2TRM3mBHEcJYg/photos/1M/300x300/506/black-friday-11.jpg?et=W0MmJhSS%2CAbiCViD6M7tDw&amp;amp;nmid=0" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black Friday 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The  problem was as far as I remember, during my study, my classmates and I  never talked about ‘Black Friday’. What the heck is this? Why ‘suddenly’  appeared this year in my life? I was thinking that perhaps this  capitalist day started booming in America after I finished studying in  American Studies Program. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thank to the huge library in the internet. It is very easy for me to find the little history of Black Friday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wiki said that&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Friday_%28shopping%29"&gt; Black Friday&lt;/a&gt; is one day after &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thanksgiving"&gt;Thanksgiving Day&lt;/a&gt;  in every year when most major retailers open extremely early, often at 4  a.m. or earlier, and offer promotional sales to kick off the shopping  season. Although it is not a holiday, some non-retail employers give  their employees the day off, to increase the number of potential  shoppers. “It has routinely been the busiest shopping day of the year  since 2005,” Wiki claimed. Nevertheless, the use of the term in fact  started before 1966 in Philadelphia and began to see broader use outside  Philadelphia around 1975.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/507" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="305" src="http://multiply.com/mu/afemaleguest/image/PjrCmMOyUsQY4+IFkbzhcQ/photos/1M/300x300/507/BelanjaLebaran060909.jpg?et=vxoLZOT0rWnZwN2NgMOB1g&amp;amp;nmid=0" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belanja Lebaran 2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well,  many people say that Thanksgiving Day can be compared to Lebaran  holiday in Indonesia in the case of ‘mudik’ (it is said that on  Thanksgiving Day many family members hold special dinner so that they  will go home from wherever they live in order to gather with the parents  and siblings), Black Friday is also similar to some days before Lebaran  holiday where many retailers offer special promotional sales so that  many people will buy a lot of things to welcome Lebaran. Even the  government also obliges all companies to give annual bonus to the  employees so that they can become more consumptive in this special  holiday. The difference between shopping before Lebaran holiday and  Black Friday is that for Lebaran holiday, people buy mostly clothes,  shoes, or maybe bags (I cited my own habit LOL), maybe then people also  buy some other stuff, such as electronic things or furniture, while on  Black Friday, American people willingly wait for hours before some  retailers open to get best buy for electronic things as the main target.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well,  if in the beginning Thanksgiving Day was not necessarily related to  consumptive things, but the capitalism wants to make use of the occasion  to get as much as profit, Lebaran holiday that I know has been always  related to being consumptive since I was a kid. But I understand if my  parents always wanted to buy new clothes for their kids since their  financial condition enabled to do it only on Lebaran with the annual  bonus my late dad got from his job.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
P.S.:&lt;br /&gt;
just a piece of thought&lt;br /&gt;
#menulis agar tetap bisa eksis dan narsis :-p&lt;br /&gt;
GL7 11.05 071211&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The two pics were taken from &lt;a href="http://infopuck.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/black-friday-11.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.matanews.com/wp-content/uploads/BelanjaLebaran060909-2-582x443.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-4671754520538016137?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/black-friday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-9078483001576209816</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2011 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-25T11:20:19.083+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><title>The Burning Plain</title><description>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WhRut9KwGuM/Ts8N3UoYSHI/AAAAAAAABjE/QoOJQ9AYdmE/s1600/the+burning+plain.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WhRut9KwGuM/Ts8N3UoYSHI/AAAAAAAABjE/QoOJQ9AYdmE/s320/the+burning+plain.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the poster of the movie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Is a woman still a woman without her breasts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Apparently this case – breast cancer – triggered an affair between Gina (Kim Basinger) and Nick Martinez (Joaquim de Almeida); this affair then made them die in a fiery explosion in a trailer where they usually had dates. The death of these two people who were deeply in love made their kids lose their mother (Gina had 4 children) and father (Nick had 2 children). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-it4SgJ95IUk/Ts8OvgnF1QI/AAAAAAAABjU/YKLAfaE_uU0/s1600/Gina.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-it4SgJ95IUk/Ts8OvgnF1QI/AAAAAAAABjU/YKLAfaE_uU0/s320/Gina.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gina&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;If the reason is clear why Gina was involved in an affair with Nick – a married man – the movie doesn’t give clear illustration why Nick did that. Although Gina lost her left breast due to cancer, Nick loved her passionately; always gave her warm sensation and sexual satisfaction every time they dated. This was absolutely very contradictory to Gina’s husband who lost his passion toward his wife. Doesn’t everybody deserve to have and enjoy wonderful lovemaking with someone they love? Someone who has successfully made them accepted and loved just the way they are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Without Gina and Nick’s knowing, Mariana (Jennifer Lawrence) – Gina’s eldest daughter – knew their affair. She even found out the place where they dated: a trailer located in a very spacious open plain. This made Mariana lose her respect toward her mother. In order to make Gina ‘come back’ to be a loyal wife to her father and a caring mother to the children, Mariana did something to stop the affair between her mother and Nick that accidentally killed them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLlJiTukR8E/Ts8OAtzfvkI/AAAAAAAABjM/skBq4fkfowM/s1600/mariana.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLlJiTukR8E/Ts8OAtzfvkI/AAAAAAAABjM/skBq4fkfowM/s320/mariana.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;young Mariana and Santiago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Deeply devastated due to the accident that made the two families hated each other, Mariana surprisingly accepted Santiago’s invitation – one son of Nick – to have a date. Not long after that, Mariana and Santiago (J.D. Pardo) even fell in love with each other and ‘copied’ what their parents did: having a forbidden love affair. When Mariana’s father found out this affair, he would kill Santiago. However, before this happened, Mariana asked Santiago to run away together. They went to Mexico to continue their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Mariana gave birth to a daughter that in fact made her very worried if the daughter would grow up to be like her. To avoid that, she even left the two-day baby girl with her dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;In order to leave her dark past, Mariana changed her name to be Sylvia (Charlize Theron). She lived an economically successful life with her restaurant. Obviously, her beauty charmed many men so she had a lot of one-night-stand dates. She did not want to have one steady boyfriend because she was even worried to be heart-broken. She did not want to walk in her mother’s path either – let’s say by having a long-lasting relationship with John, one employee in the restaurant, who was married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aIR28w1_C4A/Ts8O4J4IYtI/AAAAAAAABjc/uUoWHosy1ps/s1600/Sylvia.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aIR28w1_C4A/Ts8O4J4IYtI/AAAAAAAABjc/uUoWHosy1ps/s320/Sylvia.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sylvia in one attempt to commit suicide&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Despite her success, the dark past kept following her: killing her mother and her boyfriend, breaking her father’s heart by having an affair with Santiago, leaving the family to live together with Santiago until she left her baby. No wonder if once in a while Sylvia looked depressed and wanted to commit suicide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Meanwhile, in Mexico, Santiago got a very serious accident. Worried that something bad would take his life, Santiago asked his friend, Carlos to look for Mariana in order that Mariana (alias Sylvia) would take care of their only child, Maria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Could Carlos find Mariana? Would he successfully beg her to come back to Santiago, especially to take care of Maria, the daughter that she left for more than a decade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7zO3LtAIed8/Ts8PcqnOO_I/AAAAAAAABjk/IYdoz4nerS8/s1600/maria.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7zO3LtAIed8/Ts8PcqnOO_I/AAAAAAAABjk/IYdoz4nerS8/s320/maria.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maria, the daughter of Mariana and Santiago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Additional note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;It is quite interesting to pay attention to the ‘affair’ between Sylvia (Charlize Theron) and John (John Corbett), her own workmate. John who was married looked so possessive and jealous every time he saw Sylvia intimate with a guy. One time when she was dating one customer of her restaurant, John could not control himself. He embarrassed Sylvia by scolding her, in front of that guy, “Is that what you do? Fuck any guy you wanna fuck? And then just go?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sylvia responded, “Don’t mess up with my life, John. You don’t have me! Just overcome your own problem with your wife!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nevertheless, when one time Sylvia ‘challenged’ him to run away together, to leave everything they owned at that time, John refused. It proved that John was not different from any other man who dated Sylvia: only to have fun. The difference was if other men didn’t show exaggerating possessive character, John annoyingly did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;GL7 10.30 251111&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-9078483001576209816?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/burning-plain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WhRut9KwGuM/Ts8N3UoYSHI/AAAAAAAABjE/QoOJQ9AYdmE/s72-c/the+burning+plain.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-8208775726284360145</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 22:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-19T09:37:14.424+07:00</atom:updated><title>Not Knowing is Better than Knowing?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have been bothered by this 'contemplative' statement of my own,  especially since the end of 2007 due to 'something unhappy' happened.  (You can click the following site &lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-knowing.html"&gt;not-knowing&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this morning, this statement haunted me again  while I was discussing 'Prejudice and Discrimination' in Christianity  and Hinduism, in 'Religious Studies' class of grade 11. (I downloaded  the material from &lt;a href="http://bbc.co.uk/schools"&gt;Religious Studies&lt;/a&gt; ) To start the discussion, I  gave two questions to discuss in pairs/small groups:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. In Christianity, women cannot become priests.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. In Hinduism, women are as important as men &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="fbUnderline"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they have different roles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FYI,  there were seven students in the class, three boys and four girls. One  is from Denmark -- a brand new student -- while the others are  Indonesian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point number 1: Women cannot become priests in Christianity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  only student from Denmark -- a girl -- directly criticized this  statement because she said she found many women becoming priests. She  perhaps thought that this 'prohibition' was 'practiced' only in  Indonesia. Therefore, I asked her to check the material where she read:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women  should remain silent in the churches. They are not allowed to speak,  but must be in submission, as the Law says. If they want to inquire  about something, they should ask their own husbands at home; for it is  disgraceful for a woman to speak in the church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 14:34-35&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  divided the class into three small groups; the four girls worked in two  pairs and the three boys in one group. The two pairs consisting of  girls did not agree with the statement that women cannot become priests.  They simply said that women are supposed to be equal with men. If a  woman has as much knowledge and education as men, she can become priest  for sure. The boys agreed that women cannot become priests because 'they  look weird to be priests'. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my time to 'bubble'  came although I did not want to talk a lot. In the past even only some  'chosen' people could understand the Bible because it was not yet  published in a language where 'common' people understood. Those 'chosen'  people obviously were men because only men could study that special  language. Only men got education in the past because education was  expensive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then men -- using their male life  experiences -- interpreted the so-called holy book. This inevitably  resulted in gender-biased 'readings' where one of them was 'only men can  become priests'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The discussion then led us to talk a  little about the struggle of Kartini. Now women in the whole world can  get education as high as they want therefore women can become anything  that they want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point number two: women are as important as men &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; they have different roles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pay  attention to the word 'but'. As a language teacher, the word 'but' can  always show the different treatment. Since the material mentioned &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  Ramayana (Hindu text) tells the story of Lord Rama and his wife, Sita.  Women are encouraged to be good wives and mothers and to follow the  example of Sita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I asked the students  whether they were familiar with the story of Ramayana. Unfortunately,  none of them has ever heard or red the story about Rama and Sita.  Therefore, in short, then I narrated the story about Sita was kidnapped  by an ugly giant called 'Dasamuka' (ten heads) in Indonesian version.  After struggling to get Sita back, in fact, Rama did not believe that  Sita was loyal to him. To test the wife's loyalty, Rama asked Sita to  commit suicide. (Am I right? LOL.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The end of this  so-called fairy tale shocked my students since it did not end happily.  Does this mean in Hinduism women must always be ready to commit suicide  like what Sita did when the husband asked her to do so? The discussion  made me remember the practice of 'suttee' in India long time ago  (although I heard that it is still sometimes practiced in some minor  ethnic groups in India?) where the wife had to throw her body to the  fire to burn herself when the husband died. Everyone can guess how the  information about 'suttee' practice shocked my students. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can we still say that women are as important as men in Hinduism? (I am truly asking not judging.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GL7 09.35 191011&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-8208775726284360145?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-knowing-is-better-than-knowing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-8753747898313832696</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 09:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-20T16:56:03.483+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>I Need a Lamp</title><description>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:TrackMoves/&gt;   &lt;w:TrackFormatting/&gt;   &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;   &lt;w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/&gt;   &lt;w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:DoNotPromoteQF/&gt;   &lt;w:LidThemeOther&gt;IN&lt;/w:LidThemeOther&gt;   &lt;w:LidThemeAsian&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeAsian&gt;   &lt;w:LidThemeComplexScript&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeComplexScript&gt;   &lt;w:Compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:BreakWrappedTables/&gt;    &lt;w:SnapToGridInCell/&gt;    &lt;w:WrapTextWithPunct/&gt;    &lt;w:UseAsianBreakRules/&gt;    &lt;w:DontGrowAutofit/&gt;    &lt;w:SplitPgBreakAndParaMark/&gt;    &lt;w:DontVertAlignCellWithSp/&gt;    &lt;w:DontBreakConstrainedForcedTables/&gt;    &lt;w:DontVertAlignInTxbx/&gt;    &lt;w:Word11KerningPairs/&gt;    &lt;w:CachedColBalance/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;m:mathPr&gt;    &lt;m:mathFont m:val="Cambria Math"/&gt;    &lt;m:brkBin m:val="before"/&gt;    &lt;m:brkBinSub m:val="--&gt;    &lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" DefUnhideWhenUsed="true"
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The old man finally understood what his son had been trying to tell him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;*&lt;i&gt;copied from Society and Environment book D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-8753747898313832696?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-need-lamp.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-4629827558395021004</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 09:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-23T08:44:50.736+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>Religious Studies Class</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;RELIGIOUS STUDIES CLASS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;My experience in teaching ‘Religious Studies’ subject in one class of primary school (grade 4 now)  is absolutely very different from the one of senior high school I have had since a year ago. (FYI, I did not teach the ‘religion’ or ‘humanities classes when the grade 4 students were still in grade 3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;First, the teaching material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Second, maturity. Maturity here can be in psychological/mental state. However it can also refer to maturity in the experience of practicing the religious teachings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: #660000;"&gt;THE TEACHING MATERIAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;For the class in senior high school, I downloaded the material from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/rs/" style="color: #660000;"&gt;http://bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/rs/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; The first topic is about ‘Knowledge, Faith, and Belief’. The discussion on “Why believe?” and “What is truth?” is expected to make the students (in Indonesia where the atmosphere in society is more to ‘religious’ than in other countries, let’s say in Britain) think critically. Why believe in something we never see? Truth in one aspect – for example ‘historical’ truth – can be something else when viewed using ‘scientific’ truth. Truth in ‘films’ (or aesthetic) can be only imaginary when seen from another point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;For the class in primary school, I got a book entitled ‘Society and Environment’ book D. The first topic is “Famous People”. We discussed Mother Teresa (a very devoted Christian from India), Ian Kiernan (an environmentalist from Australia) and Eddie Mabo (a hero for the aboriginal people’s rights ). The interesting thing from this first topic is that we related these three people with their beliefs. We compare a Christian, an environmentalist and a human right hero at the same ‘level’ of belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;The following topic in senior high class is ‘Beliefs about God’ in five different religions (Christianity, Hinduism, Islam, Judaism, Sikhism). As we all know the three religions – Christianity, Islam, and Judaism have one root – from Abraham – so that they are called ‘Abrahamic Faiths’. Hinduism is non Abrahamic Faith, while Sikhism is the mixture of Islam and Hinduism. Therefore the understanding of ‘God’ in the three religions is similar to each other since they have one root: they believe in one God. They are also called monotheist religions. Hinduism is of course very different although in the website it is also stated that Hindus believe in one true God but their God has many different forms. Meanwhile, Sikhism is also monotheist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;The following topic in grade 4 class is the discussion on Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, and Aboriginal Beliefs Customs and Religion. There is no explanation why Judaism is not included. The topic of Aboriginal Beliefs must be chosen to introduce this ‘native’ of Australian beliefs to children. (FYI, the book is published in Australia for Australian schools’ market.) The main discussion on the three religions are background/history, beliefs, practices and laws, also important texts/symbols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;There are eleven students in grade 4 where most of them are raised in Christian families. Two students have Islamic upbringing. Two students have Indian blood and one of them has Australian blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;It is much more challenging  to handle the religious studies class in &amp;nbsp;primary school rather than in senior high in my opinion. Last week I got a new class (grade 11) to teach religious studies subject. The first time I entered the classroom, I directly asked the students, “Why do you need to study other religions you do not adhere?” I got a unison answer, “In order that we respect other people’s religions.” The second question, “Do you have any idea why religions exist? Try to use the perspective of a non-believer because it is also important that we respect his/her choice to be a non-believer just like a non-believer also must respect the believers.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;No one answered my question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Have you ever thought a possibility that religious teachings are in fact only for those who cannot control the negative drives inside themselves? People who already have a high control on themselves do not need any religious/moral teachings. They know what to do and they know what to leave. The most important thing is that they do not harm others. They do not do anything harmful toward themselves either.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Is that why people in other countries who are non-believers do not necessarily do crimes?” one student asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“There! You got the point!” I strengthened her remark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Based on the students’ maturity, I find it easy to express my opinon. However, I could not easily comment when some weeks ago a student in grade 4 said, “I don’t want to be a Muslim, Miss. It is so hard. I don’t want to be punished after death.” (Background: he is a Muslim because he follows his mother’s religion. His dad – an expatriat – apparently is not a Muslim.) I was totally speechless. I felt not right if I ‘blatantly’ exposed my agnostic view. I would not be able to say anything if the students would tell their parents, “Miss Nana, my religion teacher, said that religious teachings are not important for people who bla bla bla ...” and perhaps it would ignite the parents’ anger because I was trying making their kids agnostic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;(Info: the background of the statement of one Muslim student of mine was the reading passage entitled “I need a lamp in front”.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Meanwhile when discussing “Aboriginal Beliefs, Customs, and Traditions” I found it challenging to make the students understand the way Aboriginal people view the creation of this universe because these people do not believe in one God. It is somewhat ‘absurd’ for them to imagine that this universe existed without God working for six days. I also encouraged the students to view this belief as valuable to believe as their knowledge from religious teachings (the so-called God created the earth in six days, and on the sevent day God rested. Then God created Adam and Eve bla bla bla ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;However, in short, I am of opinion that teaching Religious Studies subjects is always challenging and satisfying. If only I can help create a more peaceful Indonesia when my students grow up that no need to fight over religions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;GL7 14.24 200911&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-4629827558395021004?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/religious-studies-class.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-8309546723871049653</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2011 23:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-30T10:37:11.077+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teaching</category><title>White Laws ...</title><description>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;In one early session of  my Social and Environment subject in grade 4, we discussed 'Famous  People' with their so-called 'beliefs'. The three famous people selected  were Mother Teresa, Ian Kiernan, and Eddie Mabo. The discussion then  led me to talk a bit about the history of Australia. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Everybody  knows Mother Teresa and her love for all human beings in the whole  world, especially the needy. Her deep belief in her God was represented  in a way that she devoted her life for those who need help. Different  from Mother Teresa, Ian Kiernan as an environmentalist deeply believes  that we all are to live in a clean environment so that we are not to  litter everywhere: waterways, rivers, harbor, bla bla bla ... Meanwhile,  Eddie Mabo who is also from Australia, was struggling against 'White  Laws'.&lt;br /&gt;
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"What is white law, Miss?" my grade 4 students asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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In  the book it was already explained that during the white colonization  over Australia, the white issued their own laws saying that all lands in  this smallest continent belonged to no one. It meant everybody -- those  new comers from other countries, mainly Britain -- could claim any land  they coveted to be theirs. They did not respect the rights of the  native descendents, the aborigins.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="photo_img img" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229780_10150738084625381_627250380_19974834_7211210_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For further information about Eddie Mabo, just click &lt;a href="http://www.biographybase.com/biography/Mabo_Eddie.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
�My  very young students found it difficult to understand, though.  Therefore, as an example, I told them the history of how the early  settlers migrated from Britain to the east coast of America (since I am  not quite familiar with the history of Australia, but I learned about  American History): how those early settlers moved from their native  country to the new land to get better life, to get freedom to adhere the  religion they believed in; but then they called the native uncivilized  only due to different way of life, different way of thinking, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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At  this point, one student whose dad is Australian was speechless because  apparently his grandma told him that the aborigins were uncivilized  since they once came to the grandma's house to steal. He got more  dumbfounded when I told the class that many centuries ago, many poor  people from Britain were 'sent' to America, while criminals from the  same country were sent to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;
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C-net, 10.25 300711&lt;br /&gt;
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More on Ian Kiernan, click this &lt;a href="http://www.supergreenme.com/go-green-environment-eco:Ian-Kiernan"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-8309546723871049653?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/white-laws.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-7990946357975141138</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2011 05:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-06T12:23:27.263+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teaching</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">field trip</category><title>Togetherness beats discomfort</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOGJAKARTA - THE FIELD TRIP OF 2011:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOGETHERNESS BEATS DISCOMFORT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aiming  to give memorable trip to the grade 12 students who will leave the  school in less than two months, teachers as well as the principal  planned the trip that involved all students from grade 7 to grade 12;  consisting of 26 students altogether. Jogja was chosen as the  destination as proposed by grade 10 students because most of them  rejected the idea to go to Bali with high cost as the main reason.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Day 1, 3 May 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The  25 students – one student asked for permission not to join due to  health problem – with five teachers as the supervisors left the school  around 07.45 as scheduled. We were all ‘packed’ in one cute bus that had  32 seats. With quite ‘difficult’ effort all of us could overcome the  problem to arrange all of the luggage in the limited space of the  ‘trunk’ at the back of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first complaint from  the students was the condition of the bus whose space was really limited  especially for those who had ‘big’ bodies as well as long legs.  However, not long afterwards, everybody seemed settled, munching and  sharing some snacks they brought, playing games inside their respective  ‘PSP’ or any other game ‘gadget’ they had; or just listening to music  from their respective cell phone or ipod.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229180_10150596295775381_627250380_18473540_2024925_n.jpg" style="width: 493px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preparing to enter the area of Prambanan temples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The  trip to Prambanan temples – as the first destination – was good. Before  we visited the temple, we dropped by first at one restaurant nearby to  have lunch at 11.30. (It was quite early lunch, do you agree? But all of  us needed energy to go around Prambanan temples.) Everybody was free to  choose any kind of food to their heart’s content. We spent around 40  minutes here.&lt;br /&gt;
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It turned out that many of the students had  not visited Prambanan temples yet. Although they complained about the  hot weather – it was sunny – they enjoyed the explanation from the tour  guide, Pak Topo. They just found out that the history of Prambanan  temples could be narrated at least from three different views: first;  historical view (the temples were first built in the ninth century  during Rakai Pikatan kingdom); second, legendary view (the temples were  made by Bandung Bondowoso to fulfill the wish of Rorojonggrang, a  princess that Bandung wanted to marry), third, archeological view (some  archeologists predicted that the temples were built in the ninth century  and from what kinds of rocks and how old the rocks were that were used  to build the temples). Btw, Prambanan temples are categorized into Hindu  temples.&lt;br /&gt;
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From Prambanan we directly headed to the inn we  would stay for two nights. It took around 30 minutes. When we arrived at  ‘Wisma Martha’ and saw the ‘condition’ of the inn – quite small rooms  with four narrow single beds and a very ordinary toilet – some male  students directly complained very bitterly. (Compared to their ‘habit’  to stay in five star hotel when they have a vacation with their  respective parents. ) Trying to calm them down was the responsibility of  the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225666_10150596296560381_627250380_18473553_1076794_n.jpg" style="width: 493px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;picture downloaded from yogyes.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;“Who thought we needed to pay low? We want comfortable rooms!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;“How could we do ‘our business’ in such very ordinary toilets?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The  two questions above were the most often-heard complaint.&amp;nbsp; aha ... it  seemed that the plan to give the most memorable trip to grade 12  students worked well. :-P However, the girls were very nice; they seemed  to be more adaptable. (it reminded me of the ‘theory’ of ‘Survival of  the fittest’ by Herbert Spencer. The girls will survive much better than  some boys under certain circumstances. )&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite the  complaint about the small rooms and the very ordinary toilet, the  swimming pool and the pingpong table provided by the inn entertained the  students. Some boys seemed to enjoy some games of pingpong; some girls  enjoyed swimming while the rest spent some time to have the ‘second’  lunch (or the early dinner?) in the restaurant of the inn.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/225667_10150596299060381_627250380_18473582_202811_n.jpg" style="width: 493px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some boys were playing pingpong ball in the pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After  taking a shower and taking some rest, everybody was ready to go to  Ambarrukmo Plaza around 18.15 although it was not included in the  itinerary in the first place. However, to console the students’  disappointment – in case they really could not do ‘their business’ in  the toilet of the inn, they could do it in the toilet of&amp;nbsp; ‘Amplaz’&amp;nbsp; –  the teachers decided to take the students to this seemingly most  luxurious mall in Jogja.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some girls directly enjoyed their  shopping; some boys had fun in the ‘game’ center;&amp;nbsp; some others had a  good time in one popular bookstore, the others had sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;
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We  arrived back to the inn around 21.30. We were all supposed to go to bed  early since we had to wake up early the following day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Day 2, 4 May 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We  had to wake up around 04.30 since the first activity on this second day  was biking along Selokan Mataram. It would be better to do it in the  early morning so that we would not get disturbed by the traffic and we  could enjoy the fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;
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We left for the starting point  at 05.15, 15 minutes later from the plan. When we arrived in the  starting point – a spot called ‘Babarsari’ – around 05.50, the bikes  already arrived there. To have this activity, we rented the bikes we  needed. Since not all of the students could ride a bike, there was one  teacher accompanying them on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223522_10150596314370381_627250380_18473896_5007436_n.jpg" style="width: 493px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;too bad my students were not as narcissistic as me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We  started biking around 06.00. There was one guide showing the way; we  headed to the east. The last point was one spot near Candi Sambisari. We  arrived there at 07.00. Special appreciation for one student who  seriously learned to ride a bike some days before the field trip, also  another student who tried his best to join the biking although he was  not accustomed to it so that several times he seemed almost to jump to  the ‘selokan’.&amp;nbsp; Luckily we were all safe and sound when we arrived at  the last point.&lt;br /&gt;
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At 07.30 we already arrived back to the  hotel to have breakfast together. Since we would start our activity at  10.00 we really had plenty of time to have fun in the inn. Some of the  students played pingpong, some others played in the swimming pool and  the rest had a good time in their respective rooms. The students really  seemed to always enjoy their togetherness with each other. No more  grumbles were heard.&lt;br /&gt;
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At 10 we were all ready to visit the  first destination, Tom’s silver, to learn the process of making  ornaments or anything else from silver. From there, we continued our  journey to Batik Rorojonggrang. These two places were located not far  from the inn.&lt;br /&gt;
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Around 11.30 we had our lunch somewhere near  Kidz Fun. We got surprised by the coming of one student’s mother who  specially came to comfort the son.&amp;nbsp; Another surprise was the owner of  the restaurant who could speak English fluently. He must have heard us  speaking English so that he excitedly greeted us in English. He turned  out to have lived and worked in the US for 18 years!&lt;br /&gt;
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Some  of us planned to visit Kidz Fun after the lunch. However, the hot  sunshine hindered some others – especially the girls – who were not  excited by the idea of playing Go-Kart. Eventually, all of us even went  back to the inn to rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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At 15.40 we were all prepared to  explore Malioboro street, one longest and most well-known street in  Indonesia that sell many kinds of merchandise.&lt;br /&gt;
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At 18.30 we  were invited by John’s mom to have dinner at Melia Purosani hotel. She  treated all of us a grand dinner, to comfort those who complained about  the inn with its ordinary toilet.&amp;nbsp; We all enjoyed ourselves until 20.00.  Then we went back to our inn. It in fact was raining heavily outside.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226611_10150596317140381_627250380_18473924_6938060_n.jpg" style="width: 493px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;five girls in my room :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Feeling  very tired, many of us fell asleep easily around 22.30. Before that,  around 20.45 some boys and one male teacher visited Kidz Fun again; they  were still obsessed to play Go Kart. (Un)fortunately, this amusement  park was already closed so they directly went back to the inn.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Day 3, 5 May 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It  had been raining quite heavily since very early in the morning on this  third day. Luckily all of us did not need to be in a hurry since we  would check out at 09.30. Many students chose to stay inside their  respective rooms since the weather was quite cold, not nice to swim or  to play pingpong. We had our breakfast around 07.15. After that we all  packed our luggage.&lt;br /&gt;
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At 09.30 it was still drizzling but  everybody was on time to bring their luggage back to the bus. With the  help of the bus’ crew, we arranged the luggage. We left the inn around  09.40 and arrived at Sultan’s palace at 09.55. It was still drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;
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During  the tour around the palace, we got one communicative guide who  explained this and that about each room we entered as well as the  symbols found on the gate or anywhere. We could take pictures everywhere  but one building; the batik museum where guests would find any kind of  batik cloth or any other thing made by the members of the sultanate.&lt;br /&gt;
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At  12 we left the palace. We dropped by at one shop selling some  ‘oleh-oleh’ such as bakpia, geplak and some others. To fulfill the  students’ want to go to Ambarrukmo Paza again, the teachers decided to  let the kids have lunch there. We stayed at Amplaz for two hours, 12.30 –  14.30.&lt;br /&gt;
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Due to exhaustion everybody went back to the bus  really on time.&amp;nbsp; They no longer had energy to go around the mall for  quite a long time. Besides, we all missed home already. We left the  parking area of Amplaz at 14.30 and headed home. To give grade 12  students more unforgettable moment, on the bus some teachers had  prepared one ‘video’ containing many old pictures of the students taken  at some school events some years before. The hilarious noise of laughter  really filled out the bus while watching the video!&lt;br /&gt;
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Along  the journey back to Semarang, everybody seemed excited by the trip. We  all arrived back at the school premises around 19.00.&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite the exhaustion, we all had fun and proved one important value:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; togetherness in friendship is really everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It ‘allegedly’ proved to beat the discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;
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GL7 08.20 060511&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-7990946357975141138?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/togetherness-beats-discomfort.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-8826854794974506696</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2011 12:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-29T23:27:53.525+07:00</atom:updated><title>Horror Movies</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/303"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching horror movies is never my cup of tea. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; My reason is  simple: I watch movies to get entertainment and not to get frightened.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt; Besides, my kind of favorite movies is those based on true story;  such as Freedom Writers, North Country, Beautiful Mind, Changeling, etc.  Well, in fact, not only to get entertainment do I (sometimes) watch  movies, but also to learn some historical background of some events  (e.g. Iron Jawed Angels), and get some moral values. I believe that  there is a mutual relationship between 'life' in movies and 'life' in  our real lives. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The first horror movie that I was willing to watch was THE HAUNTING  IN CONNECTICUT because my students said that this movie was based on a  true story. I watched it together with my students at school since we  had topic 'Alive with Horror' in our English class. Well, the movie's  plot was quite logical to me: a family moved to a house which was  formerly a mortuary. The family soon becomes haunted by violent and  traumatic events from  supernatural forces occupying the house.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, since this was supposedly based on a true story, one can  conclude that perhaps this 'event' was transferred into a movie to make  people realize that it was always possible to happen where people were  haunted by 'spirits' of people who did not die 'properly' or whose  bodies did not get proper treatment. The spirits of these people wanted  to 'take revenge' to the ones who made their souls 'rejected' to enter  'the sky' (or heaven?).&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/303"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://multiply.com/mu/afemaleguest/image/n9ndH2ttbZNoKaIsXlcQBA/photos/1M/300x300/303/Case-39-Movie-Pictures-1.jpg?et=ZGqT7yQw3PIRk57Fhx3qQQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Emily Jenkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning, in my English class -- with the same topic, 'Alive with  Horror', I watched another horror movie: &lt;strong&gt;Case 39&lt;/strong&gt;. The  name chosen as the main character who had 'evil character' in her really  attracted me: LILITH. It must have been taken from Jewish mythology  about the first woman God created after creating Adam. Since Lilith was  also created from 'soil' like Adam, she felt equal' to him. She did not  easily submit herself to Adam. Even when having sex for the first time,  Adam asked Lilith to be under him, she complained.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Getting a 'helpmate' who was rebellious like Lilith, Adam complained  to God. God then banished Lilith and created another female creature who  was exactly like what Adam wanted: submissive, weak, feminine. There  came Eve. On the contrary of Lilith that had demonic and evil character,  Eve was angelic.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The story of Case 39 was somewhat a twist. At the beginning, Lilith's  parents were narrated to be insane people because they wanted to kill  Lilith. Emily Jenkins -- a social worker whose job dealt with 'troubled  children' -- saved Lilith from the murder trial done by her parents.  Emily even officially asked to have the custody to take care of Lilith  because she saw that Lilith felt secure with her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some cases of murder that happened next in fact involved Lilith.  Lilith that at the beginning seemed so sweet and weak little girl  changed to be someone evil when she did not get what she wanted: love  from someone she needed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/303"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/304"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://multiply.com/mu/afemaleguest/image/LDMhaEa5J3Be6ULLdV7CdQ/photos/1M/300x300/304/case39-lilly3.jpg?et=KnSCroZf95t1SX4%2CpqSTfw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Lilith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My very own question since the beginning watching this movie was  simple: what made the producer make such a demonic character in a little  girl? Had there been any real cases of a new born baby having evil  spirit in him/her? A baby who then (indirectly) killed other members of  the family after growing up? A baby who had the sixth sense -- just like  indigo -- but was 'occupied' by evil spirit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Realizing that Lilith herself had evil spirit in her, Emily visited  Lilith's parents in the mental hospital to investigate. Lilith's father  suggested Emily to kill Lilith.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Until the end, I didn't get any clue what made Lilith evil. So,  honestly, I don't recommend this movie to be watched. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PT56 23.17 290411&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-8826854794974506696?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/horror-movies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-20902154628842363</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2011 10:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-23T10:15:16.537+07:00</atom:updated><title>T R I F L E S</title><description>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="//multiply.com/mu/afemaleguest/image/JAfaqdmB+UdBVvdi+nZ5yQ/photos/1M/300x300/291/trifles-crop-250.jpg?et=%2Bf6IWUJXPpXHMBhbBgauDQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;'TRIFLES' is always in the curriculum of DRAMA ANALYSIS CLASS that I handle in the even semester.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PLOT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This one-act drama written by Susan Glaspell tells us about a murder of a husband, John Wright. His wife, Mrs. Wright -- her maiden name was Minnie Foster -- was the suspect since she was the last person seen when a neighbor -- Mr. Hale -- found Mr. Wright dead in his house. The following day after the finding, Mr. Hale came back to the house together with the Sheriff and County Attorney to gather evidence -- either to make themselves convinced that Mrs. Wright was the murderer or on the way around: they might find fingerprints of the 'real murderer'. These three men were accompanied by Mrs. Hale -- the wife of the neighbor -- and Mrs. Peter -- the wife of the Sheriff. The two women were about to collect some personal belongings of Mrs. Wright who apparently was already in custody; these personal belongings were, among other things. clothes, some stuff to quilt, etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Glaspell intentionally showed the contradictory traits between men and women: the  three men paid more attention to anything 'big' or 'serious' to collect evidence, because the crime done was also a serious one: murder. On the contrary, the two women took a very close look at some 'trivial things (alias 'trifles') such as, preserves, bread set, a large sewing basket and a piece cloth Mrs. Wright was quilting. In the end, it turned out that the women even found the evidence that strongly showed Mrs. Wright was the murderer from those trifles, while the men did not find any. However, to show 'loyalty to the same gender' -- as accused by the County Attorney when Mrs. Hale defended Mrs. Wright when the County Attorney said bad things about how messy the kitchen of Mr. Wright's house was -- the two women kept the evidence for themselves. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DESPERATE HOUSEWIFE -- an analysis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From the conversation between Mrs. Hale and Mrs. Peters, one can conclude that John Wright had a contradictory trait from his wife, Minnie Foster. Before marrying John, Minnie was a very cheerful girl, singing in a choir, wearing pretty dresses as well as colorful ribbons on her hair. Meanwhile, John belonged to a very quiet man. He refused the offer of Mr. Hale to 'go on a party telephone' by saying that 'folks talked too much'. Apparently he didn't like noise at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because of that, it can be concluded that during their marriage -- for about thirty years -- Minnie was forced to be someone else who was not herself in the past. She could not sing, she could not enjoy having a company -- let us say when a neighbor dropped by at her house. Mrs. Hale herself as a neighbor said that she did not really like visiting the Wrights' house since John did not like it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When the two women found a dead canary hidden inside a box in the sewing basket, they directly drew a conclusion what made Minnie killed her husband. John killed Minnie's only entertainment. (Mrs. Hale said that only a year ago Minnie bought the canary, 29 years after the wedding, after 29 years living in a quietness and being repressive.) It can be interpreted that John killed Minnie's soul. No longer could Minnie control her emotion, she killed her husband.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HISTORICAL BACKGROUND&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The choice of 'kitchen' as the main setting by Glaspell refers to the setting considered as the only women's sphere in that era. 'Trifles' was written in 1916, the decade considered to be important before American women got their right to vote in 1920 after struggling to get it since the first summit in 1848. Despite the fact that women had spent some decades for that demand, the government did not really pay attention to it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Through this play, Glaspell wanted to criticize the government that it was high time for them to give right to women to be involved in 'men's spheres'. Although 'only' gathering evidence through trivial things -- homemaking stuff -- in the so-called unimportant setting, the two women found evidence as well as the motif why Minnie Foster killed the husband.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A woman indeed will be able to do anything that people might think impossible when she is cornered, when she is forced.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PT56 21.24 220411   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-20902154628842363?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/t-r-i-f-l-e-s.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-3919430698383003224</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2011 03:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-21T10:47:05.754+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kartini</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charlotte Perkins Gilman</category><title>Kartini and the exposure</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffb56a; font-family: 'Kristen ITC'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/289" style="color: #ffb56a; font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="//multiply.com/mu/afemaleguest/image/3VJxyARM4R1NPiWehNBM0A/photos/1M/300x300/289/portraitofgilman.jpg?et=vOpIiwROQrXo0qieWUfS%2CA&amp;amp;nmid=0" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When discussing a poem entitled AN OBSTACLE by Charlotte Perkins Gilman in my Poetry Analysis Class, I didn't give the students the background of Gilman at the first place. This was to show the students that in analyzing some poems by certain poets, using biographical approach will help critics to understand poems better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Here is the poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms'; font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Obstacle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Charlotte Perkins Gilman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was climbing a mountain path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With many things to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Important business of my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And other people’s too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I ran against a Prejudice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That quite cut off the view,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My work was such as could not wait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My path quite clearly showed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My strength and time were limited,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I carried quite a load;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And there that hulking Prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sat all across the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I spoke to him politely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For he was huge and high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And begged that he would move a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And let me travel by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He smiled, but as for moving! –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He didn’t even try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And then I reasoned quietly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With that colossal mule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My time was short—no other path—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The mountain winds were cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I argued like a Solomon;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He sat there like a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then I flew into a passion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I danced and howled and swore;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I pelted and belabored him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Till I was stiff and sore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He got as mad as I did---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But he sat there as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And then I begged him on my knees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I might be kneeling still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If so I hoped to move that mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of obdurate ill-will—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As well invite the monument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To vacate Bunker Hill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I sat before him helpless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In an ecstasy of woe—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The mountain mists were rising fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The sun was sinking slow—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When a sudden inspiration came,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As sudden winds do blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I took my hat, I took my stick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My load I settled fair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I approached that awful incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Win an absent-minded air—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I walked directly through him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As if he wasn’t there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Gilman mostly used straight-to-the-point words in her poems, without complicating flowering figurative languages so that it will be a lot easier for critics to understand her poems. After giving the material to the students, giving them 15 minutes to discuss the poem in groups of three to find out what the poem is trying to tell its readers, I got an explanation that I wanted to hear: the poet is struggling something in his life. He found it hard, however, he didn't easily feel discouraged. He kept moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I intentionally used the pronoun 'he' above since the students thought that 'Charlotte Perkins Gilman' was a man. They thought that the name 'Charlotte' is androgyn name, just like 'Nana' can be used for both male and female.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After knowing that in fact the poet was a woman, the students still did not get what was the 'thing' to be struggled by Giilman. To find out more, I gave them another poem by Gilman. In this case, I planned to combine to explain the function of biographical approach as well as comparative approach; in this case, especially comparing more than one poems written by the same poet. (Another kind of comparative approach is comparing poems having similar themes from different poets.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Here is another poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;Reassurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Charlotte Perkins Gilman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can you imagine nothing better, brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Than that which you have always had before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have you been so content with "wife and mother,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You dare hope nothing more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have you forever prized her, praised her, sung her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The happy queen of a most happy reign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Never dishonored her, despised her, flung her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Derision and disdain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Go ask the literature of all the ages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Books that were written before women read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pagan and Christian, satirists and sages–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Read what the world has said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was no power on earth to bid you slacken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The generous hand that painted her disgrace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was no shame on earth too black to blacken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That much-praised woman-face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eve and Pandora!–always you begin it–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The ancients called her Sin and Shame and Death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "There is no evil without woman in it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "The modern proverb saith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She has been yours in uttermost possession–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your slave, your mother, your well-chosen bride–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And you have owned in million-fold confession,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You were not satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Peace then! Fear not the coming woman, brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Owning herself, she giveth all the more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She shall be better woman, wife and mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Than man hath known before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This second poem more clearly shows what Gillman struggled in her life: equality between men and women.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/289" style="color: #ffb56a; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://afemaleguest.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/290" style="color: #ffb56a; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://multiply.com/mu/afemaleguest/image/kwvCWfksZjGJTspwSsmW2Q/photos/1M/300x300/290/ra-kartini.jpg?et=bXgvBT0QzhFVOQwz%2BMkSGQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Did she struggle for 'emancipation' just like what Kartini did in the past?" one student asked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Perhaps because this is April, a month where most of Indonesian people commemorate Kartini's birth on April 21 as one date to encourage women's equality to men, this particular student of mine mentioned the name 'Kartini' while in fact I didn't think that way at the beginning. (How coincident! I was explaining some fundamental approaches in analyzing literary work -- especially biographical and comparative approaches -- by choosing Gilman's poems in April. FYI, you can guess, I never pass up my literature classes not to discuss literary work by women; that can be viewed using feminist approach.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then I explained a little background of Gilman. She was born in 1860 and died in 1935. She started writing poems, short stories, articles as well as novels by the end of the 19th century, to release herself from the nervous breakdown, a mental illness 'attacking' her since she was in her early twenties. It became worse after she married her first husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Women movement in American started to rise with the first women summit in 1848 in Seneca Falls. Gilman was born with such exposure. As we all know, American women got the right to vote in 1920, after that first summit, more than 7 decades later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Kartini got some privileges in her life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: blue; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;was born in an aristocratic wealthy family so she could go to school, although only in primary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;could speak Dutch so she could correspond with her Dutch friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(In that era, people who were not born in aristocratic wealthy families could not go to school, moreover women. They would not be able to communicate in good Dutch. They would not have friends from the Netherlands. They would not get any exposure to books from the Netherlands, let's say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I believe her intelligence as well as those privileges gave her an idea to set up school for girls. I believe she got exposed to books from Holland; she also got exposed to news or information about how women in other countries at that time struggled for women's betterment; one of them could be Charlotte Perkins Gilman's writings or other 'feminists' from England or other European countries. Gilman's writings as well as her lectures she gave by traveling to all over America and also England reached Kartini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Unfortunately indeed that Kartini could not refuse her father's instruction to marry a married man although she realized that polygamy was just one way to show women's degraded position; her father who gave her the privilege to be able to go to (primary) scholol, the same man who gave her privilege to correspond to her Dutch friends to get know what was going on in Europe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When Gilman got 'baby blue' when delivering her baby, but she could not on living to continue her struggle, Kartini had to die at a young age after delivering her first baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Happy Kartini Day, my folks. Let's continue struggling for our betterment in our lives in the future. Let us empower ourselves!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;GL7 08.57 210411&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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To read my interpretation on AN OBSTACLE, click&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/obstacle.html" style="font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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To read my interpretation on REASSURANCE, click&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-women_16.html" style="font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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To read more writings of mine on Charlotte Perkins Gilman, click &lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/search/label/Charlotte%20Perkins%20Gilman" style="font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-3919430698383003224?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/kartini-and-exposure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-7711835517967993034</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 02:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-02T22:34:54.558+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>Beliefs about love and sex</title><description>After discussing this topic last week in my Religious Studies class, I asked my students to summarize the result of the discussion as well as their comments. Below are two writings of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;
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John:&lt;br /&gt;
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Religion has a strict rule when it comes to love and sex. Homosexuality is forbidden in almost all religions. Islam thinks they should die. Some religions encourage its followers to have children, which may cause over population and funding problems.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Jewish religion's book shows that orthodox Jews wish for homosexuals to be hit by a meteorite. Marriage with the same sex is usually scolded by most religions, so people must marry with different sex.&lt;br /&gt;
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In my opinion, religions should not encourage people to have many offspring, it will not have a good result. ("Look up at the heavens and count the stars - if indeed you can count them ... so shall be your offspring be. Genesis 15:5) Examples of "not good results" = unintentional sibling marriage, a new Nazi regime, starvation, age limit on people (kill yourself at 65), and the need for a new huge warfare. Everyone never has children equal to the number of stars. That will be all.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the way, some religions are sexist. ("Do not lie with a male as one lies with a woman; it is an abhorrence. Leviticus 18:22; or "Do not come near a woman during her period of uncleanness." Leviticus 18:19) Wait ... wait ... did I just say the Jewish scripture? Sorry. The End.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vanya:&lt;br /&gt;
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Love is defined as a feeling of attachment to other people while sex is an intercourse between two people. Both sex and love play an important role in religions, though different religions teach different perspectives on how they should be practiced.&lt;br /&gt;
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Christians. for example, considers 'love' to be the most important law or principle. This is because God has loved His people so much that, as Christians, we should share His love by loving others. However, this unconditional love does not extent to sexual relationships, and sex is limited to married couples only.&lt;br /&gt;
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In Hinduism, while sexual relationship is considered as something good, it is only limited to married couples because of the importance of self-control. Hindus restrict their children from contacting the opposite sex (aside from close relatives) to prevent them from having sexual desires before marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
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For Muslims, marriage and sex are considered as an act of worship, as having children through sex is a way for humans to contribute towards Allah's creation. However, sex outside marriage is forbidden, because uncontrollable passion is considered evil.&lt;br /&gt;
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Similarly, Jewish considers marriage and sex very important, and it is not natural for a Jew to be celibate (not married/virgin). Jewish believes that having large families is a blessing. As Abraham was promised descendants as plenty as stars and that every nation may be blessed through them.&lt;br /&gt;
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For Sikhs, sexual intercourse is a way to concentrate on the divine love, and, like other religions, it is limited within a married relationship, as such is the only condition where sex can be considered "clean". The faithfulness towards a spouse is very important to Sikhism, so polygamy is not allowed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Background:&lt;br /&gt;
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A little background, in the beginning of this academic year, the first time I had "religious studies" with this class, John admitted that he was an agnostic. Vanya is a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-7711835517967993034?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/beliefs-about-love-and-sex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-7650361137360498960</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-22T12:25:03.345+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nana</category><title>Well ... well ...</title><description>&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I found it very funny when out of the blue I got some emails or poems or  notes -- some from people I never know, some from people I know online  -- that I guess the senders wanted to 'preach' on spiritual things; more  exactly, from a so-called 'abrahamic' religion which was obviously not  the one I (once) adhered to.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am of opinion that they have  visited my blogs or notes on FB about my spiritual journey where I sound  like to be a non-believer. If I relate it to one movie I watched  "SAVED!", perhaps those guys/girls wanted to save me from my being in  (perhaps they were thinking that I was) limbo? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt; Since I sound  no longer (100%) believe in the religion forced to me when I was a kid?&lt;br /&gt;
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I  really really found it RIDICULOUS. But, anyway, that was a nice try,  pal!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt; I  never read those emails -- that apparently for me just JUNK MAILS --  because I directly deleted them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;love  and light for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;
Nana Podungge&lt;br /&gt;
~ label herself as a little  devil ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-7650361137360498960?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-3328909901483082160</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 02:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-15T14:29:10.544+07:00</atom:updated><title>True love for women</title><description>&lt;br&gt;So, how do you 'celebrate' your Valentine's Day this year?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; There was an intriguing 'status' on FB from an online buddy yesterday:  "Hey ladies, who is your true love? your hubby? kids? or ... those  pretty shoes and bags?"&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; So, come on ladies! Instead of buying chocolates for your loved ones,  buy your dream shoes and bags for yourself, since you deserve to be  loved, by yourself!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWHn5x3UvAg/TVoluOzJAjI/AAAAAAAABhk/xVTrJMZFCOk/s1600/pretty.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em;margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWHn5x3UvAg/TVoluOzJAjI/AAAAAAAABhk/xVTrJMZFCOk/s320/pretty.png" width="320" border="0" height="266"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Hmmm ... I am wondering if there are women who don't like beautiful  clothes, pretty shoes as well as attractive bags. I once did! Frankly  speaking when the first time I got a job and felt like I could spoil  myself with those 'women stuff', since I was (or I coveted to be  included into) a 'fashionable woman'. LOL. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Until I realized that I did not need to always follow my greed, just to  be "a real woman". LOL. Perhaps it was also triggered by the 'fact' (so I  thought) that I had found my 'real identity'. If I am not mistaken it  started in 2000. This (so-called) awareness was strengthened when I got  to know feminism ideology in 2003.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; So? No more buying clothes or shoes or bags if only to 'pile' them to  adore their beauty. LOL. I have found my 'real passion' =&gt; books,  feminism, and writing. I absolutely will buy new clothes or shoes or  bags if I think I need new ones since the old ones are already worn out.  LOL.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Meanwhile ...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; In one mailing list I have joined for years I just found an ad about a  new book published. The book compiles some writings about women and  children. The main point of the book is to support women to love  themselves just the way they are; no need to follow society's consensus  about women -- such as women must wear beautiful dresses that will fit  with their bags and shoes; women must have a so-called sexy body (which  mostly means having tall and slim body with fair, spotless skin, long  and straight hair) when they want to wear fashionable clothes. In  addition, women must also have courage to say NO to their  boyfriends/husbands when their partners want to have sex while women do  not want to.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Well, if I can add, women also have rights to ask their  boyfriends/husbands to have sex when they need it; women do not need to  feel guilty when they want to spend their money on 'women stuff' and not  labeled as 'victim' of capitalism as long as they are aware when doing  that (too 'risky' eh, to use the word 'aware' here?) and not just follow  the trend. Women also have right to spend their money to go to spas,  beauty salon to make themselves feel beautiful for their own  satisfaction, and not just to get appreciation from people around --  especially men -- since women do not need recognition from others only  to feel beautiful. Women have right to wear any kind of clothes --  open/sexy or even covering all over -- and feel good for themselves.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; etc.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And they are still 'true women', with any choice they make!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; You can visit my other post about 'true women' here&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://nana-podungge.blogspot.com/2009/02/perempuan-sejati.html"&gt;Perempuan  Sejati&lt;/a&gt; (in Bahasa Indonesia) or&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/true-woman-modern-feminist.html"&gt;True  Women?&lt;/a&gt; (in English)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; True love for women? Love yourself, folks!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; PT56 14.06 150211    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-3328909901483082160?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/true-love-for-women.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWHn5x3UvAg/TVoluOzJAjI/AAAAAAAABhk/xVTrJMZFCOk/s72-c/pretty.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-3531310284563302380</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2011 08:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-11T15:38:57.259+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">violence to women</category><title>Chinese foot-binding versus European corset wearing</title><description>&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;   &lt;w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/&gt;   &lt;w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:Compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:BreakWrappedTables/&gt;    &lt;w:SnapToGridInCell/&gt;    &lt;w:WrapTextWithPunct/&gt;    &lt;w:UseAsianBreakRules/&gt;    &lt;w:DontGrowAutofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:BrowserLevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;
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&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese foot-binding versus European corset wearing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In one topic in History class, my student (in grade 7) and I discussed these so-called torturing phenomena towards women several centuries ago. These are indeed not new ‘things’ for me since I read some books about women when doing research for my thesis whose main topic is about a phenomenon of woman madness in the nineteenth century America, using Charlotte Perkins Gilman’s novella entitled “The Yellow Wallpaper” as the main data. Nevertheless, when talking about these two phenomena, I did some more research in the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHINESE FOOT BINDING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAKayd3Wo6M/TVT1XT1Nr5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/gzOHLXgx3cY/s1600/foot-binding-61.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAKayd3Wo6M/TVT1XT1Nr5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/gzOHLXgx3cY/s320/foot-binding-61.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In fact, this inhumane custom was practiced for approximately one thousand years in China, beginning in the tenth century and ending in the first half of twentieth century. Wikipedia stated that the origin of this practice was from the desire to emulate the naturally tiny feet of a favored concubine of a prince to a story of an empress who had club-like feet, which became viewed as a desirable fashion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In the beginning of its practice it was carried out only among the elite and only in the wealthiest parts of China. This practice shows the ability of the husbands to afford their wives who did not need to work, who existed only to serve their husbands and direct household servants while performing no labor themselves. The economic and social attractions of such women may well have translated into sexual desirability among elite men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;However, several centuries later, this ‘custom’ was practiced not only among the wealthiest. By the seventeenth century, Han Chinese girls, from the wealthiest to the poorest people, had their feet bound, although it was somewhat less prevalent among poorer women or those that had to work for a living, especially in the fields. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;For me personally, this is a very interesting finding. There is a tendency that people from the lower social class imitate what people from the higher social class have been doing. In the case of this foot-binding, one can say that the lower social class people do not really understand the main cause of doing this. When women from poor family have their foot bound while they still have to do manual labor, they themselves will be in trouble. They do not mind it perhaps because they crave to be included into the high social class community? The stereotyping about “beautiful women” in Chinese culture always make people not use their common sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EUROPEAN CORSET WEARING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02ZqEDkyfeE/TVT1dGv10PI/AAAAAAAABhU/gCjVQJR7coI/s1600/wom4.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02ZqEDkyfeE/TVT1dGv10PI/AAAAAAAABhU/gCjVQJR7coI/s320/wom4.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The history of when this corset wearing is not really convincing. Some sources mentioned corset (this term ‘corset’ itself started to be used in the nineteenth century) was used for the first time by Catherine de’ Medici, wife of King Henry II of France in the sixteenth century. If at first it was used “only” as a support for women’s body to “mold the torso into a cylindrical shape, and to flatten and raise the bustline”, several centuries later, especially in the middle of the nineteenth century, during the Victorian era, where the strong domestication of women’s lives started to be carried out rigidly, after the Industrial Revolution, ‘corset’ was believed to be a woman’s main need to support her body because women were thought of the weaker sex. Women need a ‘support’ to stand upright.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Similar to the phenomenon of Chinese foot binding where at the beginning it was practiced among the wealthiest families, corset was also mostly worn by high class ladies. They did not need to do many household chores because they had paid servants at home to take care of such cumbersome matters. Lower class ladies would wear looser corsets and simpler clothes, with less weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The most shocking finding was in fact when a source said that the corset was deemed morally and medically necessary. Tight lacing was considered virtuous – a loose corset was probably a sign of a loose woman. To keep her innocence and virtuosity, a lady had to be chaperoned everywhere she went. A woman needed to protect herself from lustful men (and her own morality) by wearing heavily reinforced layers of clothing and tight corsets that made getting undressed a long and difficult task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This hostile view towards women reminded me of one regional rule in one city in Indonesia where women who work as ‘masseuse’ have to wear&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;girdled panties to “protect” themselves from lustful customers. When a man cannot appease his immoral lust, women have to take the risk &lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt; imprison themselves. In this case, Indonesia indeed are left behind some centuries compared to those European countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In conclusion&lt;/b&gt;, one can say that these both practices were carried out out of misogyny toward women. However, those tricky men used ‘reasons’ to make women feel proud to be a part of them.: Chinese foot-binding: because women wanted to be labeled “good and respected” wives, not to mentioned ‘lifted’ as to belong to high class society; European corset wearing, not only to fulfill society’s requirement to look beautiful (by having waist only around 16 inches) but also to be morally virtuous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;GL7 15.28 110211&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-3531310284563302380?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-foot-binding-versus-european.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAKayd3Wo6M/TVT1XT1Nr5I/AAAAAAAABhQ/gzOHLXgx3cY/s72-c/foot-binding-61.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-5566532136115686210</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Oct 2010 14:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-17T21:34:37.858+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><title>Sex and the City 2 (the movie)</title><description>&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="color: #0c343d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150299534665381&amp;amp;set=o.438776310754"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs395.ash2/67347_10150299534665381_627250380_15286043_844003_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;There are several parts in this movie that attracted my attention most:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carrie's so-called 'scandal' to kiss Aidan&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Miranda's decision to quit from her job&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the private conversation between Miranda and Charlotte&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the way the scriptwriter ended the story&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARRIE'S kissing Aidan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I  remember in one serial of SATC where Carrie and Big were not a couple,  they had a date in California, when Carrie attended her first book  reading. Big seemed so guilty toward Carrie when reading Carrie's first  book entitled SEX AND THE CITY because reading one article to another  article to another in fact made Big realize how he hurt Carrie's  feeling. Carrie -- who had been horny since leaving New York and  expecting to have sex with Big (Carrie chose to do it with her ex  boyfriend rather than with any other guy, a stranger) -- thought that  the book became her big obstacle to appease her lust. So when Big  refused to do it because he was worried if he would hurt her more,  Carrie said, "Oh come on, it it JUST SEX." Big responded, "But in your  book you said, "it is NOT JUST sex ..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I did not think  that Carrie would be that troubled due to the kiss she had with Aidan,  although she did it accidentally because they accidentally met each  other in one traditional market in Abu Dhabi, more than 6000 miles away  from New York, although their dinner was not done accidentally. Carrie  could have refused the dinner invitation, but she did come to Aidan's  hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150299535615381&amp;amp;set=o.438776310754"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs125.ash2/39613_10150299535615381_627250380_15286083_4792697_n.jpg" style="width: 420px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;After  the short 'accident' kiss, Carrie rushed back to her hotel and told her  best girl friends. Miranda and Charlotte who were still having a  heart-to-heart conversation about their being a mother, were just  speechless, could not say a word. They were too shocked to hear it or to  see Carrie's troubled facial expression after doing it? LOL. (joking  ...) While Samantha who was still having relaxing bath to prepare  herself before dating a hot Arab man, 'easily' said, "Don't tell Big! It  is JUST A KISS." when Carrie said that she had to 'repent' by telling  Big the truth because she did not want to have any secret between Big  and her. It is sooo Samantha. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Carrie eventually told Big. And he was shocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIRANDA's decision to quit from her job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Although  I repetitively said (or wrote) in my blog about the definition of being  a feminist is to have her own authority to make any decision -- for  example to work professionally or to be a full housewife -- Miranda's  decision surprised me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I love Aidan's remark on Carrie, "You are anything but being traditional."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I  think this remark was also appropriate for Miranda (as well as  Samantha). I would not think that Miranda would quit to be able to  attend a ceremony at Brady's school to make him happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIRANDA AND CHARLOTTE's private conversation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This  part is very feminist. LOL. or you can say humane. :) Both Miranda and  Charlotte were mothers. So different from Carrie and Samantha, Miranda  and Charlotte's days were full of taking care of babies. Miranda got  Brady 'accidentally' because she did not plan to get pregnant. Charlotte  was on the way around. Charlotte and Harry, her husband, tried hard to  get a baby. They adopted their first baby, while the second one was  their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"I really want to be a mother but then when  having two babies sometimes I want to get rid of them. I need some  private time to be on my own!" Charlotte said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"That is very natural, don't feel guilty for that. I experience that too after I decided to quit from my job." Miranda agreed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Absolutely  I agree with these two good friends. Everyone is entitled to have some  private time to be themselves, to do anything they want, such as to be  with their good friends. In this case, it means I also agree with Big's  idea to sometimes live separately from Carrie, although it does not  necessarily mean they do it regularly, let's say like Big's idea, to  live separately for two days EVERY WEEK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;One surprising  thing from the private conversation was when Charlotte -- the most  traditional one of the four -- said that she was even more worried to  lose her nanny -- she was outstandingly a very good one, and her babies  love her -- rather than Harry. Erin was illustrated as a very sexy woman  with big boobs and never wore bra! Charlotte was somewhat offended when  Samantha said that probably Harry would get attracted to Erin and cheat  Charlotte. And Charlotte several times saw with her own eyes how Harry  got stuck to look at Erin's boobs in several occasions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ENDING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I  must say that I was disappointed to see how the scriptwriter ended each  problem, especially Charlotte's problem with her nanny, Erin. The  writer made Erin as a lesbian so that she would not get attracted to  Harry at all. Why that simple? :-( (So, what do you expect Nana? Just  like one sinetron in Indonesia? Despite the hot temptation, as a pious  (probably?) Jew, Harry tried hard not to get attracted by Erin? LOL. And  he successfully passed it. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;That Big forgave Carrie  for kissing Aidan was not a surprise. It was JUST a kiss and both Big  and Carrie were grown-ups. The silly thing (seemed like teenagers anyway  for me) was when Big asked Carrie to vow, "I will not kiss any other  man but my husband." LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;That Miranda then found another job was very predictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And  Samantha got hot and wild sex with that Arab guy was not a surprise.  Samantha seemed to always get the same role, a very hot one. I adore her  because I am not sure if I can be as sexually open as she is. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;PT56 19.19 171010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-5566532136115686210?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/sex-and-city-2-movie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-6583371414064130121</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 09:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-20T16:10:28.481+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>Beliefs about God</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In one session of my Religious Studies class, we discussed “Beliefs about God” in four religions: Hinduism, Islam, Judaism, and Sikhism. The previous week, we discussed “Beliefs about God in Christianity”. When getting the material, the students complained why they had to ‘study’ other religions than their own. (All of them adhere to Christianity except one student who said that he was an agnostic.) In Indonesia we have one well-known axiom “tidak kenal maka tidak sayang” or “if we don’t know one thing, we will not understand it, so we will not love it.” I used this as one reason.&lt;br /&gt;
In most schools in Indonesia, I am of opinion that the students get lesson about the religion they claim to adhere when registering, except those who study in schools that have label as Christian or Catholic or Islam schools. If a student studying in one Christian or Catholic school, although he or she is a Muslim, he or she has to attend Christian or Catholic class. Or if not the class, he or she is to attend the routine religious service. It also happens on the way around.&lt;br /&gt;
The school where I work now is an international school. This year we include ‘religious studies’ in the curriculum and we do not exclusively discuss only one religion.&amp;nbsp; I told my students that I expected them to understand the way people from other religions view their own religions, practice the religious teachings so that it will encourage mutual respect. Since most of my students are Christian and my background is Islam, we spent more time discussing these two religions. We just talked about Hinduism, Judaism, and Sikhism only based on the material I downloaded from www.bbc.co.uk/schools/ &lt;br /&gt;
After the class was over, I asked my students to write a simple paper on their understanding of our discussion in the classroom. Below is one writing of my student who claims to be an agnostic.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;There are many gods depending on the religions, so gods may vary. Since there are many religions, there are many gods. Since there are many gods, there are many swearing variations available (God xxxx it, Allah xxxx it) (please forgive my coarse language.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Now to be serious.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Hinduism&lt;/b&gt; has many gods, there are three main aspects in this religion, and three gods. Brahma, the one who created everything; Vishnu, the protector in times of disaster or its like; and Shiva, the guy who blow stuff up. The main god, however, is called Brahman, the everything – except Indonesian community – is in him.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Islam&lt;/b&gt;, Indonesian’s religion and some terrorists, has one god, that is pretty much like a cheater in video games, and he is a pretty lonely guy too. He’s also got lots of nicknames. By the way, Islam religion’s heaven will never be entered by a guy like me because we have to remember Allah’s 99 names – 99 ARABIC NAMES! – we are screwed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Judaism&lt;/b&gt;, like Islam, believes there is only one ***. It is but considered profane to use the nickname for their ***, so I will use ***. WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP IT? … Sorry for being satirical, this G-d is described as a pretty good guy, and that he is everywhere and can do anything, the prayer, Shema can give you an accidental feeling of being concentrating on Hashem’s something …&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sikhism&lt;/b&gt;, which I’ve never heard, has a god that is rather controlling, and has MANY names. Since I have limited knowledge of Sikhism, I will stop here. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Christianity&lt;/b&gt;, most abundant religions? Or just in Europe? It centers around god and Jesus Christ, but I have limited explanation except that it is not very different from other religions with the exception that the gods have specific names now, and a son too.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I sound offensive to most of these religions, then I am sorry. I have never been feeling religious since the age of 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the end, in my opinion, I believe that everyone should choose what they believe and tolerate others, but must not rely on their god, we must be independent, we are an entire species, after all. If we keep relying on beings above the sky, what will happen? And religion is currently hindering modern world, anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I opine that this particular student must feel lucky to have me as the teacher in his religious studies class. LOL. I just laughed loudly when reading his writing. Likewise, I also feel lucky to have him in my class. LOL. When the first time he said, “I think I am an agnostic, Miss. It is based on my own contemplation after reading books.” I directly told him, “Oh, we are on the same boat, then.” And since then on, we always have interesting discussion in this particular class. :) Before this, he was somewhat a quiet and shy boy to me. But recently, he is somewhat outspoken. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;PBIS 12.25 080910&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-6583371414064130121?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/beliefs-about-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-8875705464621325230</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-09T20:13:06.631+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nana</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>Agnosticsm</title><description>&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How can we know if there is something we call 'God'?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The second topic to discuss in my religion class was God's existence. The material to be discussed was from &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/rs/god/argumentsrev1.shtml"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;. As you can see in the website, the discussion on whether God exists or not was viewed from Christianity. One student said that her parents taught her to believe in Jesus. She said that at the beginning, she believed in it only because her parents taught her so. However, recently, she said she believes in it wholeheartedly that only in Christianity she feels saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Below is a summary written by one student of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;In many cultures and religions, God is mentioned many times. God seems to be the entire reason a religion is made. There also many different representation of gods. He has become quite an important figure in the spiritual world.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the scientific world, however, God's existence is challenged by the requirement of proof. Not many people can claim God does exist just by saying He should. The scientific way of truth is based on disproving lies and proving true physical claims, but cannot see spirituality. &lt;br /&gt;
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It should be noted that in this world, much more people will believe something that has been proven physically, someone cannot claim a man with double joints once existed without proof.&lt;br /&gt;
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That is the weakness of religions:: no proof. Therefore, God's existence cannot be truly proven. That is why I say I am slightly agnostic, I am not sure whether he exists.&lt;br /&gt;
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Does he exist or not? Why doesn't he show himself literally to the entire world? Why the secret? Is he real? Why are there many of him? Too many questions, aren't there? Those are mine. If they all can be answered, I'll choose to be Christian, or atheist, or whatever comes to my mind, although then again, I am too lazy to do much.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When seeing the background of his spiritual life, although only a little -- his mother never seriously teaches him about religions. He claims he reads scientific books and not religious ones. Perhaps as this academic year goes on, I will be able to dig more about him. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I am absolutely on the contrary from him. My childhood was full of religious teachings, reciting Alquran, memorizing hadith, learning fiqh, etc. I must say that the teachings I got were very patriarchal; that is why as a child, in fact I got a bit hurt to learn that women were the weaker sex in the so-called truest religion, the most perfect one. My life experience as one victim in patriarchal society, combined with my spiritual experience, plus the readings I chose to read as an adult made me somewhat agnostic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;PT28 20.10 090810&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-8875705464621325230?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/agnosticsm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-6309505014873960786</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 12:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-09T19:18:54.083+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>Belief about God and Praying</title><description>The third week in my religion class, my students and I discussed  ‘beliefs about God’. After we discussed the material I downloaded from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note_redirect.php?note_id=415794895754&amp;amp;h=6a75766498f447eb9e59743bec752692&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bbc.co.uk%2Fschools%2Fgcsebitesize%2Frs%2Fgod%2Fchristianityrev1.shtml" target="_blank" title="http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/rs/god/christianityrev1.shtml"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;   , I led the discussion to the students’ weekly habit to go to church.  There were only five students on that day. Three of them – girls – go to  church every Saturday and Sunday. At first, their parents somewhat  forced them to go to church. I am of opinion that this is the common way  for Indonesian parents to introduce religions to their children.  However, then, they admitted that after they grew older, they go to  church because they want to; or even because they need to. Another  student – a boy – did not remember whether he was forced by his parents  to go to church when he was very little. The interesting thing from his  experience is he said he often got bored when he was in the church. Yet,  he feels sinful and he feels something missing in his life  if he  doesn’t go to church on Sunday. The last student – a boy – said that his  mother never forced him to go to church. Nevertheless, he has  experience to go to church for sure. &lt;br /&gt;
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The following thing, I led the discussion to praying. “What does “praying” mean to you?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Two girls said that they pray to God when they want some things to come  true in her life. They believe that God is the only Being that can help  them make their dreams come true. They also sometimes pray to God to say  thanks to God after making their dreams come true. Another student – a  boy – said that he hardly prays to God. He goes to church only to attend  and listen to the sermons. One student – a girl – also said that she  hardly prays to God. This is very interesting to me because during my  experience as a so-called religious person, during praying five times a  day, I mostly asked God to make my dreams come true; only sometimes I  said thanks to God during my prays. :-p For me, praying five times a day  – either at home or at mosque – is analogous with asking God to make my  dreams come true. For this one student of mine, going to church does  not always mean praying to God. Going to church means attending services  only. Furthermore, she said, “For me, praying means communicating with  God, especially when I have problems, I need someone to talk to, and God  is the only Being I trust. This is very private and I usually do this  at home, in my bedroom.” FYI, as far as I am concerned, she is an  introvert person.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is also very interesting to me because recently I start thinking  that praying is none other than communicating with ourselves. What we  dream will not come true if we do not do anything real as efforts. When  the so-called religious people need a Being outside from themselves to  talk to, I as a secular – or agnostic sometimes LOL – do not really need  that Being outside me. I talk to myself! You can check my post at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note_redirect.php?note_id=415794895754&amp;amp;h=10c5a2d096ea88ab7b8f6ad7a75ce9a3&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fafeministblog.blogspot.com%2F2010%2F08%2Fp-r-y-i-n-g.html" target="_blank" title="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/p-r-y-i-n-g.html"&gt;P R A Y I N G&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
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When I said this to my students, one last student in the class – he  admitted that he is an agnostic, the one whose mother never forced him  to go to church – said, “Miss … I always talk to myself, most of the  time.” Simply I said, “It means you ALWAYS pray!” LOL.&lt;br /&gt;
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GL7 12.08 090810&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-6309505014873960786?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/belief-about-god-and-praying.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-952670524763148389</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2010 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-09T20:18:16.514+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion Class</category><title>Truth in Religion Class</title><description>&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This academic year, 2010/2011, for the first time I am assigned to handle religion subject in my workplace. As the material to discuss in class, I download those provided at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/rs/god/knowledgerev1.shtml"&gt;T R U T H&lt;/a&gt; Since this is an international school, we are not limited to discuss only one religion. However, because the six students in the eleventh grade are Christian/Catholic, according the personal information they gave the school, I decided to discuss Christianity first.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the first week, we discussed TRUTH. As you can see from the abovementioned website, TRUTH is divided into five ways, aesthetic truth, historical truth, moral truth, scientific truth, and the last one is religious or spiritual truth. After we discussed it in the classroom, I assigned my students to write around a one-hundred word paragraph to answer the question “What do you know about truth?”&lt;br /&gt;
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In this post, I chose two writings of my students that I considered outstanding. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;John:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;In my opinion, truth is about reality and fact, something that is real and does exist. Why I say reality, it is something that is provable and shown and has truly happened with everyone agreeing in its existence; whether it is an event, an object, or a living being. Or Zeus. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;In our current era, scientific truth is the most effective truth. Films are photos are no longer truth; mere words don’t always reach. Thanks a lot to photoshop. Other “truths” are not proving much, because modern era beliefs are far different from those the old era beliefs. Le prechaun, anyone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;However, the scientific truth has mostly brought down imaginations of the people; films get ridiculous, gets illogical, etc. for example, do aliens that are allergic to water exist? Will they attack earth which is ¾ water? Is this the truth? They are suicide.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Vanya:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;The word ‘truth’ has actually lots of different meanings. When we hear ‘truth’ we generally think about facts that are proven and unbiased. As much as this definition is correct, it is not the only way we can define ‘truth’. Truth can also mean, especially in religion, something we believe in; or what we have faith in. For example, as a Christian, I may say that Jesus Christ is my ‘truth’, but there is no evidence that this is so; therefore non Christians may be skeptical about it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;In history, ‘truth’ has a slightly different meaning. Historians record what they think happened in the past from findings articles and artifacts. In a way, the historians create their own ‘truth’.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;For me, though, personally, I think ‘truth’ is about what we know about ourselves, our beliefs, our world and our lives. It is what gives u a purpose to live.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well, I must say that I enjoy this class perhaps because I consider my spiritual journey fulfilling enough. I want to share the similar stuff with those young students of mine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana Podungge&lt;br /&gt;
PT56 06.20 070810&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-952670524763148389?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/truth-in-religion-class.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-5161871610504827703</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2010 13:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-03T20:04:04.761+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religion</category><title>P R A Y I N G</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/TFgTmipNbZI/AAAAAAAABaA/ytmOxgMDnMw/s1600/praying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/TFgTmipNbZI/AAAAAAAABaA/ytmOxgMDnMw/s320/praying.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Praying is none other than communication with ourselves.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I happened to find this statement in one note of one online buddy on  FB several weeks ago. A spiritualist, this is how he labeled himself. At  that time, using my ‘present’ point of view I could see the ‘truth’  behind this statement. I don’t consider myself as a spiritualist though.  As one can find in my profile information on FB, I wrote ‘a secular  Muslim’ to label myself, although in practice, I am more to agnostic or  deist. Anyway, what is labeling for? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In communicating with myself I can write in my diary, blogs, or even  write to my loved ones – my other half, my good friends, even recently  in statuses of my FB. I sometimes need my loved ones to reply what I  have written. However, just writing to them something has been very  fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Or maybe not in the form of writing? For those who find writing  difficult thing to do, just talk to ourselves, in our bedroom, in the  restroom, on our way to somewhere (make sure still be alert to the  traffic), when swimming, at the office (when you can spare time being  alone).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed, praying can be done anywhere and anytime. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
PBIS 11.50 270410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-5161871610504827703?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/p-r-y-i-n-g.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/TFgTmipNbZI/AAAAAAAABaA/ytmOxgMDnMw/s72-c/praying.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-5748981988240146520</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-10T19:52:00.526+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><title>The Life Before Her Eyes</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gBOl1CzPI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZIHoVC_ijD0/s1600/the_life_before_her_eyes06666.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gAlbiIb1I/AAAAAAAABS8/2xcZFpAMc54/s1600/The_Life_Before_Her_Eyes_Dutch_R2_C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gAlbiIb1I/AAAAAAAABS8/2xcZFpAMc54/s320/The_Life_Before_Her_Eyes_Dutch_R2_C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469622390487543634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gASg4Wz3I/AAAAAAAABS0/oPGiDgJP93s/s1600/life_before.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gASg4Wz3I/AAAAAAAABS0/oPGiDgJP93s/s320/life_before.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469622065505423218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“The power of visualization can shape one’s own future.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This movie – The Life Before Her Eyes – is based on the thesis above. Diana, Evan Rachel Wood, is imagining what her future life would be like after she listened to the speech given by one professor at her school, Paul McFee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Diana is an imaginative, impetuous, wild teenager. After listening to McFee’s speech, Diana starts to visualize her future life. She is married to Professor Paul McFee, having one daughter, Emma, and she works as an art teacher. Contradictory from her life as a wild teenager, she visualizes her future life as a very ‘common’ woman in general, in a very common marriage life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gBOl1CzPI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZIHoVC_ijD0/s1600/the_life_before_her_eyes06666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gBOl1CzPI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZIHoVC_ijD0/s320/the_life_before_her_eyes06666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469623097625857266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, Diana cannot prove the thesis stated by the professor, that she can shape her own future by having strong visualization&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;– that she would lead a very common life, like many other women on the globe. Diana is tragically killed in a Columbine-like shooting incident at her school. When the killing happens, Diana is in a restroom with her best friend, Maureen. After shooting many people around the school, Michael, the shooter, enters the restroom where Diana and Maureen tensely wait for their turn. Michael forces the two girls to choose which one to be killed. Maureen offers herself first. Michael then asks Diana why not her. She acquiesces and asks to be killed. She is then shot and dies; leaving Maureen shocked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The interesting thing from the visualization, in my opinion, is that Diana visualizes herself as a very ‘common’ woman, a married woman, having a kid, working as a teacher, and her loving husband (eventually) is involved in an affair with a younger woman. Diana’s life as a teenager is different from Maureen who is depicted as a conservative girl. Diana exposes her curiosity in drugs and sex by having a relationship with a guy who likes her because she is a ‘courageous’ girl. The guy does not want to be responsible, though, after Diana gets pregnant, and let her solve the problem by going to the hospital herself to get abortion. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nevertheless, Diana visualizes her daughter, Emma as having a personality trait like her. This makes herself feels very concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-f_WTuP6gI/AAAAAAAABSk/qp-CgFKMFnA/s1600/Diana_Maureen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-f_WTuP6gI/AAAAAAAABSk/qp-CgFKMFnA/s320/Diana_Maureen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469621031181216258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, when finally Michael chooses to kill her, instead of Maureen, from her facial expression, one can see that Diana is depicted to die peacefully. She has saved her best friend’s life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;PT56 11.15 090510&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-5748981988240146520?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-before-her-eyes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S-gAlbiIb1I/AAAAAAAABS8/2xcZFpAMc54/s72-c/The_Life_Before_Her_Eyes_Dutch_R2_C.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-2678704332988096277</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 2010 13:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-10T19:54:01.782+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teaching</category><title>My Literature Classes</title><description>It all started from my favorite poem entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AN OBSTACLE&lt;/span&gt; by Charlotte  Perkins Gilman, then my (present) students labeled me as "a woman  movement fighter". LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annually, every even semester I have two classes in one private  university in Semarang: Poetry Analysis and Drama Analysis. As an  acclaimed feminist, one can guess that I will choose some materials  related to women in the two classes. Besides &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"An Obstacle"&lt;/span&gt;, I  discussed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Reassurance"&lt;/span&gt;, which was also written by Gilman. I chose it  when in the class discussing 'some poems written by the same poet' to  recognize the presence of the poet in his/her works. For those who study  Gilman's works, they will easily recognize that all of her works  represent her ideas as one 'heroine' for equality, be it poems,  articles, or short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilman lived in an era (1860-1935) where many American women struggled  for suffrage. Nevertheless, Gilman never involved herself in such a  struggle because she believed that to make women equal with men, having  rights to vote in general election was not enough. She opined that women  had to get equal rights to work outside the home, as well as to bear  their own name, instead of just known as Mrs. X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To commemorate Kartini Day on April 21 (FYI, Kartini was chosen by  Soeharto New Order regime as a heroine for her struggle to give women  equal chance to pursue education) I chose two other poems to be  discussed in Poetry Analysis class, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dedication of the Cook" &lt;/span&gt;by Anna  Wickham, a British poet, and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Women of My Color"&lt;/span&gt; by Wanda Coleman, an  African American poet. The two poems illustrate different problems women  face. Wickham questioned whether women could have their private time to  do what they wanted – such as to “indite an ode or mend a sonnet”, to  be a great poet – and not troubled by household chores. Meanwhile,  Coleman described the unfavorable condition to be born as a black woman.  It is obviously stated that African American women had to liberate  themselves first from any stereotypes addressed to them, then they could  join the white women’s struggle for equality with men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Drama Analysis class, I chose &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRIFLES&lt;/span&gt; by Susan Glaspell. Although  this play was written around a century ago, Glaspell sharply chose a  topic that is still up-to-date nowadays. She narrated the way men viewed  women, bothering ‘trivial’ things too much so that they were not as  alert as men, while in fact, from those ‘trifles’ the two women in the  play even successfully discovered the background why Minnie Foster  murdered her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very favorable thing for me to teach literature classes: I choose  any literary work through which I can expose my feminist perspective, to  ‘awaken’ my students from the latent danger of patriarchal culture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBIS 10.40 270410&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analysis on 'An Obstacle' is at &lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/obstacle.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://afeministblog.blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;pot.com/2007/05/obstacle.h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analysis on "Women of my Color" is at &lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/response-on-colemans-women-of-my-color.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://afeministblog.blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;pot.com/2007/03/response-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;n-colemans-women-of-my-col&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analysis on "Reassurance" is at &lt;a href="http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-women_16.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://afeministblog.blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;pot.com/2006/05/welcome-wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;men_16.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-2678704332988096277?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-literature-classes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-5960586647187986063</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-13T20:17:01.076+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Indonesia</category><title>Mother - daughter relationship</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S8RucW06aYI/AAAAAAAABSU/6AYEvFdMxsk/s1600/mother_daughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S8RucW06aYI/AAAAAAAABSU/6AYEvFdMxsk/s320/mother_daughter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459610081722788226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I just read an article on how parents –especially mothers – wrongly treat their daughters so that it will worsen the relationship between mother – daughter. To make it worse, it will make daughters lose their confidence to be women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Click here &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;http://cetak.kompas.com/read/xml/2010/04/11/04030467/ibu.dan.anak.perempuan (in Bahasa Indonesia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The fact that many mothers becoming the biggest critic to their daughters is the main scapegoat. The criticism varies from a ‘trivial’ thing such as wearing ‘improper’ clothes and makeup (according to the mothers’ opinion of course), to the way how daughters comment on their mothers’ confiding in them, to what kind of guy daughters date, until the so-called ridiculous thing in this era – checking their hymen when those mothers find out that their daughters have already had sex out of wedlock and then force them to have hymen operation, in order to be ‘recognized’ as “pure” women when they have their ‘first night’ with their husband later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The first point: wearing improper clothes and makeup. Indeed it is true that those ‘mothers’ were also “victims” in their own era. For example when they did not wear ‘proper’ makeup and clothes, they were ridiculed by their contemporaries – let’s say schoolmates, college mates, or workmates. Their being inferior made them feel uneasy. Not being able to find the reason what made them uncomfortable, they took the negative comment to their heart. In fact, it didn’t need to happen like that if they had big confidence to be themselves: to wear clothes and make according to their own taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Not wanting their daughters to be ridiculed like how they used to be, those mothers keep criticizing their daughters. They force their daughters to follow the ‘trend’ or even worse, the way patriarchal culture stereotypes women’s appearance. They do not realize that their daughters are different from them. In fact, those mothers just need to be confident, and tell their daughters, “Be yourself, and be confident.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The second point: the way daughters comment on their mothers. It is also believed that people tend to forget that nothing stays the same, era changes. When their daughters were still little, they tended to listen to anything their mothers said. After the daughters grow up, getting knowledge – both from school / campus or from their socializing with many people, they possibly have different ways of thinking from their mothers. When their mothers confide in them – for example how their husbands treat them badly – the daughters comment something that is perhaps inappropriate, or not to the mothers’ want, the mothers complain strongly, “Why are you so mean to me? Not like when you were a kid?” This then makes their relationship bad. The mothers accuse the daughters misunderstand them. Worse than this, these inferior mothers will threaten their daughters that they will not get a husband if they do not behave well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Again, in this case, I see how marriage-oriented society – as a result of patriarchal culture – victimizes women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The third point: judging the guy the daughters date. Instead of having an open heart-to-heart communication between mothers and daughters, there is a tendency that those mothers just judge the guy the daughters date. The mothers’ disapproval without giving clear reasons absolutely worsens the relationship. It will be worse when the mothers keep bugging their daughters whose age is considered to be ‘crucial’ to get married soon. “Don’t make me embarrassed because you are still single in this age. Get a guy and marry him.” However, when the daughters date a guy who is not to the mothers’ ‘taste’, they will be condemned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Again, the patriarchal culture takes its toll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The fourth point is the worst of all. In this era, like it or not, having sex outside the wedlock has become sub culture all over the world, including Indonesia. However, many so-called conventional mothers just think about their own ‘good name’ before the parents of the guy the daughter is going to marry. To be able to keep the daughters’ purity is still one thing making them proud to be ‘good parents’. Therefore when they find out that their daughters have had sex outside the wedlock, they will ask their daughters to have hymen operation. They don’t realize that it will even degrade their own self-esteem. Isn’t it better that those mothers – daughters have good and open communication so that they will understand each other well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;When viewing it from feminist point of view, sadly I must say that even in this era, patriarchal culture still strongly exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;PT56 21.41 110410&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-5960586647187986063?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/mother-daughter-relationship.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S8RucW06aYI/AAAAAAAABSU/6AYEvFdMxsk/s72-c/mother_daughter.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21802836.post-3634508868738400965</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 13:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-17T20:39:23.957+07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spiritual</category><title>A spiritual teacher</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S6DbWnQWjoI/AAAAAAAABQI/JtLHp9Y2mJU/s1600-h/spiritual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S6DbWnQWjoI/AAAAAAAABQI/JtLHp9Y2mJU/s320/spiritual.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449596730659475074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I must say that my recent spiritual journey was not only very excitingly fulfilling but tiring as well. I recognized the beginning of my spiritual journey happened in 2003, the same moment when I got to know feminism ideology. I started to label myself ‘secular’ perhaps two years afterwards. For several years, it was going on very slowly but surely I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wrote in my post “My Spiritual Journey”, I underwent this journey all alone; I mixed everything I have read with my experience in life. I did not involve anybody around me at that time, except very few good friends to whom I talked about this matter. And they were just my good listeners and observers (of my behavior). :) But they did not take any important role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days ago I found a status on FB about the quality of someone to be a ‘spiritual guru’ in someone’s spiritual journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He/she is a ‘mursyid’ if anything he/she says gives you awakening, and that will make you a better human being. If not, just leave him/her because it means that he/she is just a fake ‘mursyid’” This was the status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I commented that I didn’t have any but myself. “Too confident and narcissistic?” I questioned.&lt;br /&gt;“No. It is ok. However, to avoid straying off to a very mistaken ‘interpretation’, someone had better be led by a spiritual guru. Make sure that he/she is the right guru. After that, follow him/her saying because a guru is a saint.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry to say that to me this sounded very ridiculous and stupid. I don’t need a guru!!! (Aha, what AE said about myself was correct: I am a spiritual snob. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wrote in the beginning of this post, my recent spiritual journey has been very fulfilling and tiring. This was due to my encountering with many new online buddies on FB and many of them label themselves as ‘spiritualist’. Reading their statuses as well as their notes has made my facebooking activity enthralling; but at the same time they also absorbed my energy!!! Unconsciously, I have forced my spiritual journey run very fast (while for some years it went on slowly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After for many years I just naively knew religious snobs from my ‘own folks’ (Islam), those online buddies opened my eyes that religious snobs come from any religion/faith. My research on ‘fundamentalist secularism’ some weeks ago made me aware that secularists can be extremist. There is a sucking opinion too when someone said in Indonesia, imported religions/faiths are not supposed to survive. (Abrahamic Faiths were ‘imported’ from Middle East countries, Buddha and Hindu were also imported, and so was Confucianism.) And everyone sounds annoyingly compelling. Why don’t they just adhere peace by respecting other people’s faiths? So that other people will respect theirs too? “lakum dinukum waliyadin” =&gt; your faith is your own business, my faith is mine.&lt;br /&gt;And I am exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;PT56 20.50 130310&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21802836-3634508868738400965?l=afeministblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://afeministblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/spiritual-teacher.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nana Podungge)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eq2V6MQyo5E/S6DbWnQWjoI/AAAAAAAABQI/JtLHp9Y2mJU/s72-c/spiritual.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

