Category: ECS110
Reading-Response 3: Gender
Gender binaries affect everyone in our everyday lives especially in the media. From a young age we are taught that we are a girl or we are a boy and must fit into the boxes of what it means to be these genders. These binaries are socially constructed ways of saying how we should behave, act, … Continue reading Reading-Response 3: Gender
Self-Analysis: Gender
In this self-analysis I will be discussing gender roles and common normative narratives about specific gender roles in our society. I) Sports are for boys. It is a phrase we often hear as young girls just starting to discover who we are. For many of us it is hard to go against what is “expected” of our … Continue reading Self-Analysis: Gender
Self-Story 4: First Hockey Practice
My stomach was turning and I felt sick. My dad said it was just nerves and that it would go away. We pulled into the small parking lot of the rink on that chilly winter evening and dad turned to me, “ready kiddo?” He asked, I gave back a quiet, “I guess so” and opened … Continue reading Self-Story 4: First Hockey Practice
Self-Story 3: Camp Anticipation
We sat around an old, faded brown picnic table trying to avoid getting splinters in our hands. The sun was hot on our backs and small beads of sweat emerged on our sunscreen covered shoulders. All of our faces were sporting huge, ear to ear grins; true, genuine smiles. Four of us laughing and talking … Continue reading Self-Story 3: Camp Anticipation
Self Story 2: Day at the Beach
The hot days at the beach were always the best way to spend summer. Laying on the burning sand with the sun’s bright rays shining down. My mother always told me that I was lucky that I didn’t inherit her pale skin because I could be out in the sun all day and get a gorgeous deep … Continue reading Self Story 2: Day at the Beach
Self-Story 1: Happiness in the Noise
I take one more deep, refreshing breath of the cool prairie air before I open the door. The sound of loud chatter, laughter, and some bickering fills my ears and it brings an immediate smile to my face. As I walk into the house, I am greeted by all my aunts preparing Easter lunch and giving me a million … Continue reading Self-Story 1: Happiness in the Noise