This document is the fall 2011 issue of the Carolina PASS-PORT magazine from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. It contains stories and photos from students' study abroad experiences around the world. The introduction describes the magazine's goal of allowing readers to travel the world from their couch through stories of adventure and stepping outside one's comfort zone. It also introduces the new editorial staff who have come together to continue the work of previous editors.
The document summarizes the death of Johnny Kreuger, a recent high school graduate who was crushed by a load of logs at the sawmill. His classmates Julie Mitchell and Carl Riley are devastated by the news. That fall, Johnny's friends struggle to accept his unjust death. Many of the classmates, including Carl Riley, later serve in the Vietnam War, where some perish. The document concludes by mentioning a Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington D.C. that includes Carl Riley's name among those who died in the war. A patch of Carl's old high school jacket with a yellow R is left at the memorial, honoring his memory.
A unique dialogue between a flower and a pearlHijab Lover
The dialogue is between a flower and a pearl about their different lives and values to humans. The flower feels discarded by humans after losing its beauty, while the pearl feels proud and valuable to humans despite living in darkness. The pearl tells the flower that humans risk much to obtain pearls and value them more the deeper and harder they are to find. The dialogue symbolizes that things which are hidden or obscured in darkness can paradoxically be more valued and respected.
A dialogue between a flower and a pearlHijab Lover
The dialogue is between a flower and a pearl about their different lives and perspectives. The flower feels humans treat it carelessly by throwing it away when it loses its beauty, while the pearl feels humans value it more the deeper and harder to reach it is found. The pearl is happy being protected in its shell deep in the sea, while the flower is distressed by its transient nature. They represent how outward beauty is fleeting while inner beauty and value are long-lasting.
The legend took place in Ávila, Spain during the time of the Romans. It featured Paula, a devout young girl from Cardeñosa, and a wealthy villainous boy from Ávila. The boy pursued Paula against her wishes until she prayed to the saints, causing her face to grow a beard and scare the boy away. From then on, Paula devoted herself to worship at the church of San Segundo.
Presentation used as supplemental to college reserach paper on the communicaton skills and leadership qualities of Oprah Winfrey. Research paper headings tie in with presentation headers.
Why druid hill avenue is important in american music history [autosaved]Peter Brooks
This document discusses the historical significance of 2216 Druid Hill Avenue in Baltimore, Maryland. It was the childhood home of Cab Calloway and Blanche Calloway, two pioneering African American musicians. Cab Calloway lived there from ages 11-15, a formative time when he began developing his musical talents. The house represents an important place where early styles of African American music like swing and bebop took shape, eventually influencing genres such as rock and roll and hip hop. Saving the house could turn it into an educational cultural center honoring the musical legacy that began there.
The document discusses the Nuba Mountains region of Sudan. It is home to the indigenous Nuba peoples and was once the location of the kingdom of Taqali. In the 18th century, the area came under control of the Mahdi Muhammad Ahmad until being restored as a client state by the British. Modern conflicts have been influenced by the infiltration of Arab tribes. The people of Nuba Mountains have faced persecution due to cultural disputes over religion and language with northern Sudan. In 2002, an interim ceasefire allowed for humanitarian aid due to extreme starvation from conflict in the area.
THE JOYS OF MOTHERHOOD AS A CRITIQUE OF IGBO TRADITION: DISCUSSION OF AREAS T...John Musongole
This is my comment about the oppressive view of patriarchy in Buchi Emecheta's novel called 'The Joys of Motherhood". The novel contains acts of oppression in the Igbo society. According to Sabanpan-Yu, “in traditional African society, women were certainly oppressed” (278). As such, there are many areas of the tradition that are of concern to the author that cause the oppression. The paper discusses only four areas which include, polygamy, belief in the afterlife, problem of childless wife and the issue of bride price.
The document summarizes the death of Johnny Kreuger, a recent high school graduate who was crushed by a load of logs at the sawmill. His classmates Julie Mitchell and Carl Riley are devastated by the news. That fall, Johnny's friends struggle to accept his unjust death. Many of the classmates, including Carl Riley, later serve in the Vietnam War, where some perish. The document concludes by mentioning a Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington D.C. that includes Carl Riley's name among those who died in the war. A patch of Carl's old high school jacket with a yellow R is left at the memorial, honoring his memory.
A unique dialogue between a flower and a pearlHijab Lover
The dialogue is between a flower and a pearl about their different lives and values to humans. The flower feels discarded by humans after losing its beauty, while the pearl feels proud and valuable to humans despite living in darkness. The pearl tells the flower that humans risk much to obtain pearls and value them more the deeper and harder they are to find. The dialogue symbolizes that things which are hidden or obscured in darkness can paradoxically be more valued and respected.
A dialogue between a flower and a pearlHijab Lover
The dialogue is between a flower and a pearl about their different lives and perspectives. The flower feels humans treat it carelessly by throwing it away when it loses its beauty, while the pearl feels humans value it more the deeper and harder to reach it is found. The pearl is happy being protected in its shell deep in the sea, while the flower is distressed by its transient nature. They represent how outward beauty is fleeting while inner beauty and value are long-lasting.
The legend took place in Ávila, Spain during the time of the Romans. It featured Paula, a devout young girl from Cardeñosa, and a wealthy villainous boy from Ávila. The boy pursued Paula against her wishes until she prayed to the saints, causing her face to grow a beard and scare the boy away. From then on, Paula devoted herself to worship at the church of San Segundo.
Presentation used as supplemental to college reserach paper on the communicaton skills and leadership qualities of Oprah Winfrey. Research paper headings tie in with presentation headers.
Why druid hill avenue is important in american music history [autosaved]Peter Brooks
This document discusses the historical significance of 2216 Druid Hill Avenue in Baltimore, Maryland. It was the childhood home of Cab Calloway and Blanche Calloway, two pioneering African American musicians. Cab Calloway lived there from ages 11-15, a formative time when he began developing his musical talents. The house represents an important place where early styles of African American music like swing and bebop took shape, eventually influencing genres such as rock and roll and hip hop. Saving the house could turn it into an educational cultural center honoring the musical legacy that began there.
The document discusses the Nuba Mountains region of Sudan. It is home to the indigenous Nuba peoples and was once the location of the kingdom of Taqali. In the 18th century, the area came under control of the Mahdi Muhammad Ahmad until being restored as a client state by the British. Modern conflicts have been influenced by the infiltration of Arab tribes. The people of Nuba Mountains have faced persecution due to cultural disputes over religion and language with northern Sudan. In 2002, an interim ceasefire allowed for humanitarian aid due to extreme starvation from conflict in the area.
THE JOYS OF MOTHERHOOD AS A CRITIQUE OF IGBO TRADITION: DISCUSSION OF AREAS T...John Musongole
This is my comment about the oppressive view of patriarchy in Buchi Emecheta's novel called 'The Joys of Motherhood". The novel contains acts of oppression in the Igbo society. According to Sabanpan-Yu, “in traditional African society, women were certainly oppressed” (278). As such, there are many areas of the tradition that are of concern to the author that cause the oppression. The paper discusses only four areas which include, polygamy, belief in the afterlife, problem of childless wife and the issue of bride price.
This document provides a summary of interviews with five inspirational black women:
1) Doreen Lawrence, director of the Stephen Lawrence Charitable Trust, who fought for 18 years to get justice for her son who was murdered in a racist attack.
2) Author Malorie Blackman, who has written over 50 books for children and young adults and was awarded an OBE in 2008.
3) Benny Bonsu, an award-winning underground basketball presenter who is the only female presenter hosting the Black Olympic show during the 2012 London Games.
4) Fatima Turay, a mental health nurse who founded a charity providing counselling services for African and Caribbean communities in London.
Gladys Aylward went as a missionary to China in 1930. She had a difficult journey but eventually made it to Yangcheng where she helped run an inn and converted many people to Christianity. She was appointed by the government to inspect for foot binding and helped reform prisons. She adopted many orphaned children. During the Japanese invasion in 1938, she led the children to safety through the mountains. Gladys became a Chinese citizen in 1936 and spent the rest of her life in missionary work in Asia.
Violet is likely shy and introverted based on her stated dislike of being around many people and wish to hide. Sally Ann chose the small, older dog that was accustomed to being home alone and using a doggy door rather than the younger, larger dog used to more space. Julio and his father did not take much food because they were planning to eat the fish they caught. Ruri's family is moving to another place based on her empty room and house. As time passes, more gamers are becoming hooked on video games despite pressures to make them less violent. Michael is afraid of going into battle in Iraq based on his worries about bombs, death, and carnage.
The announcements for Samuel Clemens High School on December 12th included the following:
- A mandatory UIL Social Studies practice at 4:30 PM and a brief HOSA meeting after school on Tuesday.
- A fundraiser collecting winter coats for children in need by December 14th.
- An upcoming blood drive on January 5th and permission forms arriving January 2nd.
- Information about the American Legion Oratorical Contest on December 14th at 5 PM in room B114.
- Congratulations to new National Honor Society members and an upcoming meeting on Thursday.
- Key dates for several clubs and activities including BPA, library fines, UIL contests, class rings, and recognition of
This document summarizes an autobiographical essay about the author's experiences growing up in rural West Virginia and how it has shaped their cultural identity and teaching philosophy. The author discusses their family history working in the auto industry in West Virginia. They also describe hosting foreign exchange students and learning about other cultures while sharing their Appalachian culture. The author expresses a desire to teach in rural or urban schools due to similarities in challenges faced. Their Appalachian values of community, family, and hard work inform their teaching identity and goal to combat stereotypes of the Appalachian region.
This document contains a collection of inspiring quotes on various topics. Some of the quotes discuss the importance of hard work and perseverance in achieving goals and overcoming challenges. Others emphasize believing in oneself, seizing opportunities, and living life to the fullest instead of worrying. The quotes are attributed to notable figures like Bill Gates, Malala Yousafzai, Nelson Mandela, Charlie Chaplin, and Albert Einstein.
Henry E. Day was born in 1824 in Maine and moved to Bridgeton, Maine as a child. In 1841, he left Maine to work clearing land for a plantation in Mississippi. He later moved to Cincinnati, Ohio where he was introduced to Mormonism. Day moved to Nauvoo, Illinois in 1842 where he worked for Joseph Smith and witnessed his leadership. In 1850, Day traveled by wagon train to Salt Lake City, arriving in July. He settled in Draper, Utah where he helped build fortifications and served in the Mormon militia. Day held leadership positions in the LDS church and had multiple wives and children before passing away in 1898.
Alfred was a sculptor who married a beautiful but dull woman named Kaela. While they traveled, Kaela became ill and her friend Sophie, who was not beautiful but kind and helpful, cared for her. Though people were surprised that Alfred later married Sophie since Kaela was so beautiful, Alfred disagreed, saying that while Kaela was physically beautiful, Sophie's kindness and good character made her the most beautiful to him.
The document discusses the benefits of exercise for mental health. Regular physical activity can help reduce anxiety and depression and improve mood and cognitive functioning. Exercise causes chemical changes in the brain that may help protect against mental illness and improve symptoms.
Over 6,000 people in Kolkata participated in one of the largest non-political marches in the city's history to protest the brutal gang rape of a 23-year-old student in Delhi. Protesters walked silently along Park Street holding candles and banners with messages calling for justice and teaching men to respect women. Though intended to end at a train station, the police stopped the march at a cathedral out of concern for traffic flow, but recognized it as a peaceful protest. The vigil drew attention to laws regarding women's representation and safety, as participants called for educational reform to prevent such crimes in the future.
The Book Thief's Heartbeat - Philip DavisonGeorge Grayson
The document is a collection of diary entries from an unnamed narrator describing their daily activities and thoughts. Some key events include purchasing an old car from a garage, getting help from their friend Harry to repair the car, and borrowing cleaning supplies to polish the car in the evening at the train station in Dun Laoghaire where the car is being stored. The narrator has intricate daily routines including breakfast at Bewley's Cafe and spending time at the National Gallery where they work.
AERA 2010 Environmental Justice Tour (reflection)Joelyn K Foy
The document discusses environmental injustice and the impacts of white privilege in three Denver neighborhoods - Globeville, Swansea, and Elyria. The author describes how these historically Hispanic neighborhoods have been subjected to numerous toxic sites and pollution from industries. Vast parking lots for the National Western Stock Show now occupy land that was once productive farms. The needs of the communities have been neglected while wealthier white neighborhoods receive more support and investment. The author reflects on how this environmental injustice is a result of systemic racism and privileges afforded to white communities.
This document summarizes the graduation ceremony for Pauline Rivkind Preschool VPK class of 2010. It thanks the teachers and director for their hard work and love. It also highlights activities the children participated in over the year like nature walks, art projects, and sports. Finally, it provides short biographies for each graduating student, listing what they want to be when they grow up and their favorite food and color.
This document provides an autobiography of Hank "Panky" Miller in 3 paragraphs. It describes that he was born in 1941 in Pensacola, Florida to a Navy officer father and Southern mother. He had a nomadic childhood, attending 8 schools in 12 years before graduating from college. He then joined the Navy as a pilot, serving in Attack Squadron 152 in Vietnam from 1967-1968. It details some of his personal life and current activities volunteering with veterans organizations in San Francisco.
IMPACT Silver Corp had a very successful year in 2011, achieving record levels of production, revenues, earnings, and cash flow. The company realized record revenues of $24.3 million, up 46% from 2010, as well as record net earnings of $7.6 million, up 121% from 2010. IMPACT is well positioned for continued growth with a strong cash position of over $30 million and numerous exploration opportunities that could lead to future discoveries.
Trastornos de personalidad en víctimas de abuso sexual infantilabusinfantil
Este documento presenta una revisión de estudios sobre trastornos de personalidad en víctimas de abuso sexual infantil. Se clasifican los estudios según los trastornos más comúnmente encontrados, especialmente trastorno antisocial y trastorno límite de la personalidad. Los estudios revisados muestran resultados poco concluyentes y destacan la necesidad de más estudios longitudinales para observar la relación entre abuso sexual infantil, rasgos de personalidad y trastornos. También enfatizan la importancia del concepto de resiliencia para explic
August 2012 1ID and Fort Riley Monthly News UpdateNoel Waterman
Please find attached this month’s 1ID and Fort Riley monthly news update*. For your convenience it will be posted to the following link in the next few days: http://www.1id.army.mil/DocumentList.aspx?lib=1ID_FRG_Updates. Temperatures are high make sure you stay hydrated, check on neighbors/family/friends who may not have air conditioning and keep a close eye on young children, the elderly and your pets. Have a wonderful, safe weekend!
* Please pass along to your Soldiers and Families
Respectfully,
Stacie Dumas
The March 2013 issue of World Literature Today features a portfolio on photography and literature with image galleries and essays from 21 photographers. Additional photography content includes an essay by novelist Kamila Shamsie and book reviews of two photography books. The issue also contains its regular mix of poetry, essays, interviews, and book reviews. Funding support came from the National Endowment for the Arts and the University of Oklahoma Vice President for Research.
Partnerships between churches and people living with HIV/AIDguest2ebd1a
The document provides guidelines for partnerships between churches and people living with HIV/AIDS organizations. It acknowledges that HIV-related stigma has undermined responses to HIV/AIDS and these guidelines aim to help churches transform their approach by forming partnerships with HIV/AIDS networks. The guidelines contain information on how to build effective partnerships, the benefits of partnering with people living with HIV/AIDS, and how to navigate challenges that may arise in partnerships.
This document discusses the debate around whether ideology influences antitrust policy discussions. While antitrust is often portrayed as an apolitical, economics-based field, the author argues that ideology does matter. Specifically, differences in antitrust views stem from underlying differences in philosophies around issues like market robustness, government's role, and the virtues of dominant firms. The author uses "conservative" to refer to more permissive views toward monopolies and restraints, associated with Chicago School thinking, and "liberal" to refer to more interventionist views, associated with Post-Chicago School thinking. Overall, the author contends antitrust arguments incorporate ideological stances and are not purely technical in nature.
This document provides a summary of interviews with five inspirational black women:
1) Doreen Lawrence, director of the Stephen Lawrence Charitable Trust, who fought for 18 years to get justice for her son who was murdered in a racist attack.
2) Author Malorie Blackman, who has written over 50 books for children and young adults and was awarded an OBE in 2008.
3) Benny Bonsu, an award-winning underground basketball presenter who is the only female presenter hosting the Black Olympic show during the 2012 London Games.
4) Fatima Turay, a mental health nurse who founded a charity providing counselling services for African and Caribbean communities in London.
Gladys Aylward went as a missionary to China in 1930. She had a difficult journey but eventually made it to Yangcheng where she helped run an inn and converted many people to Christianity. She was appointed by the government to inspect for foot binding and helped reform prisons. She adopted many orphaned children. During the Japanese invasion in 1938, she led the children to safety through the mountains. Gladys became a Chinese citizen in 1936 and spent the rest of her life in missionary work in Asia.
Violet is likely shy and introverted based on her stated dislike of being around many people and wish to hide. Sally Ann chose the small, older dog that was accustomed to being home alone and using a doggy door rather than the younger, larger dog used to more space. Julio and his father did not take much food because they were planning to eat the fish they caught. Ruri's family is moving to another place based on her empty room and house. As time passes, more gamers are becoming hooked on video games despite pressures to make them less violent. Michael is afraid of going into battle in Iraq based on his worries about bombs, death, and carnage.
The announcements for Samuel Clemens High School on December 12th included the following:
- A mandatory UIL Social Studies practice at 4:30 PM and a brief HOSA meeting after school on Tuesday.
- A fundraiser collecting winter coats for children in need by December 14th.
- An upcoming blood drive on January 5th and permission forms arriving January 2nd.
- Information about the American Legion Oratorical Contest on December 14th at 5 PM in room B114.
- Congratulations to new National Honor Society members and an upcoming meeting on Thursday.
- Key dates for several clubs and activities including BPA, library fines, UIL contests, class rings, and recognition of
This document summarizes an autobiographical essay about the author's experiences growing up in rural West Virginia and how it has shaped their cultural identity and teaching philosophy. The author discusses their family history working in the auto industry in West Virginia. They also describe hosting foreign exchange students and learning about other cultures while sharing their Appalachian culture. The author expresses a desire to teach in rural or urban schools due to similarities in challenges faced. Their Appalachian values of community, family, and hard work inform their teaching identity and goal to combat stereotypes of the Appalachian region.
This document contains a collection of inspiring quotes on various topics. Some of the quotes discuss the importance of hard work and perseverance in achieving goals and overcoming challenges. Others emphasize believing in oneself, seizing opportunities, and living life to the fullest instead of worrying. The quotes are attributed to notable figures like Bill Gates, Malala Yousafzai, Nelson Mandela, Charlie Chaplin, and Albert Einstein.
Henry E. Day was born in 1824 in Maine and moved to Bridgeton, Maine as a child. In 1841, he left Maine to work clearing land for a plantation in Mississippi. He later moved to Cincinnati, Ohio where he was introduced to Mormonism. Day moved to Nauvoo, Illinois in 1842 where he worked for Joseph Smith and witnessed his leadership. In 1850, Day traveled by wagon train to Salt Lake City, arriving in July. He settled in Draper, Utah where he helped build fortifications and served in the Mormon militia. Day held leadership positions in the LDS church and had multiple wives and children before passing away in 1898.
Alfred was a sculptor who married a beautiful but dull woman named Kaela. While they traveled, Kaela became ill and her friend Sophie, who was not beautiful but kind and helpful, cared for her. Though people were surprised that Alfred later married Sophie since Kaela was so beautiful, Alfred disagreed, saying that while Kaela was physically beautiful, Sophie's kindness and good character made her the most beautiful to him.
The document discusses the benefits of exercise for mental health. Regular physical activity can help reduce anxiety and depression and improve mood and cognitive functioning. Exercise causes chemical changes in the brain that may help protect against mental illness and improve symptoms.
Over 6,000 people in Kolkata participated in one of the largest non-political marches in the city's history to protest the brutal gang rape of a 23-year-old student in Delhi. Protesters walked silently along Park Street holding candles and banners with messages calling for justice and teaching men to respect women. Though intended to end at a train station, the police stopped the march at a cathedral out of concern for traffic flow, but recognized it as a peaceful protest. The vigil drew attention to laws regarding women's representation and safety, as participants called for educational reform to prevent such crimes in the future.
The Book Thief's Heartbeat - Philip DavisonGeorge Grayson
The document is a collection of diary entries from an unnamed narrator describing their daily activities and thoughts. Some key events include purchasing an old car from a garage, getting help from their friend Harry to repair the car, and borrowing cleaning supplies to polish the car in the evening at the train station in Dun Laoghaire where the car is being stored. The narrator has intricate daily routines including breakfast at Bewley's Cafe and spending time at the National Gallery where they work.
AERA 2010 Environmental Justice Tour (reflection)Joelyn K Foy
The document discusses environmental injustice and the impacts of white privilege in three Denver neighborhoods - Globeville, Swansea, and Elyria. The author describes how these historically Hispanic neighborhoods have been subjected to numerous toxic sites and pollution from industries. Vast parking lots for the National Western Stock Show now occupy land that was once productive farms. The needs of the communities have been neglected while wealthier white neighborhoods receive more support and investment. The author reflects on how this environmental injustice is a result of systemic racism and privileges afforded to white communities.
This document summarizes the graduation ceremony for Pauline Rivkind Preschool VPK class of 2010. It thanks the teachers and director for their hard work and love. It also highlights activities the children participated in over the year like nature walks, art projects, and sports. Finally, it provides short biographies for each graduating student, listing what they want to be when they grow up and their favorite food and color.
This document provides an autobiography of Hank "Panky" Miller in 3 paragraphs. It describes that he was born in 1941 in Pensacola, Florida to a Navy officer father and Southern mother. He had a nomadic childhood, attending 8 schools in 12 years before graduating from college. He then joined the Navy as a pilot, serving in Attack Squadron 152 in Vietnam from 1967-1968. It details some of his personal life and current activities volunteering with veterans organizations in San Francisco.
IMPACT Silver Corp had a very successful year in 2011, achieving record levels of production, revenues, earnings, and cash flow. The company realized record revenues of $24.3 million, up 46% from 2010, as well as record net earnings of $7.6 million, up 121% from 2010. IMPACT is well positioned for continued growth with a strong cash position of over $30 million and numerous exploration opportunities that could lead to future discoveries.
Trastornos de personalidad en víctimas de abuso sexual infantilabusinfantil
Este documento presenta una revisión de estudios sobre trastornos de personalidad en víctimas de abuso sexual infantil. Se clasifican los estudios según los trastornos más comúnmente encontrados, especialmente trastorno antisocial y trastorno límite de la personalidad. Los estudios revisados muestran resultados poco concluyentes y destacan la necesidad de más estudios longitudinales para observar la relación entre abuso sexual infantil, rasgos de personalidad y trastornos. También enfatizan la importancia del concepto de resiliencia para explic
August 2012 1ID and Fort Riley Monthly News UpdateNoel Waterman
Please find attached this month’s 1ID and Fort Riley monthly news update*. For your convenience it will be posted to the following link in the next few days: http://www.1id.army.mil/DocumentList.aspx?lib=1ID_FRG_Updates. Temperatures are high make sure you stay hydrated, check on neighbors/family/friends who may not have air conditioning and keep a close eye on young children, the elderly and your pets. Have a wonderful, safe weekend!
* Please pass along to your Soldiers and Families
Respectfully,
Stacie Dumas
The March 2013 issue of World Literature Today features a portfolio on photography and literature with image galleries and essays from 21 photographers. Additional photography content includes an essay by novelist Kamila Shamsie and book reviews of two photography books. The issue also contains its regular mix of poetry, essays, interviews, and book reviews. Funding support came from the National Endowment for the Arts and the University of Oklahoma Vice President for Research.
Partnerships between churches and people living with HIV/AIDguest2ebd1a
The document provides guidelines for partnerships between churches and people living with HIV/AIDS organizations. It acknowledges that HIV-related stigma has undermined responses to HIV/AIDS and these guidelines aim to help churches transform their approach by forming partnerships with HIV/AIDS networks. The guidelines contain information on how to build effective partnerships, the benefits of partnering with people living with HIV/AIDS, and how to navigate challenges that may arise in partnerships.
This document discusses the debate around whether ideology influences antitrust policy discussions. While antitrust is often portrayed as an apolitical, economics-based field, the author argues that ideology does matter. Specifically, differences in antitrust views stem from underlying differences in philosophies around issues like market robustness, government's role, and the virtues of dominant firms. The author uses "conservative" to refer to more permissive views toward monopolies and restraints, associated with Chicago School thinking, and "liberal" to refer to more interventionist views, associated with Post-Chicago School thinking. Overall, the author contends antitrust arguments incorporate ideological stances and are not purely technical in nature.
The document is a letter from a UNC student, Laura Slater, reflecting on her experience as an international student from England studying and playing tennis at UNC. She discusses how becoming a student-athlete at UNC fulfilled her dream of pursuing a tennis career. While being so far from home and her family in England is difficult at times, she is grateful for the opportunity and feels at home with her supportive tennis teammates and the Carolina community. The letter conveys her appreciation for UNC and how taking in the natural beauty on campus reminds her why this land is worth fighting for.
1) Six young men helped an elderly man whose car had broken down, pushing it off the road to clear traffic. This set a good example of helping others.
2) The author visited Chicago's Chinatown and reflected on how different ethnic groups tend to separate into their own neighborhoods. However, all people are ultimately united by love.
3) At a church event, the author was inspired by children worshipping God with joy, faith, and reverence through dance and song. Their example reminded the author of the posture of worship.
The document outlines the logistics and experiences of the author's trip with Me to We to Ghana. In 2 weeks, the author volunteered at Me to We headquarters in Toronto, learning about their culture and mission of empowering youth. For 3 weeks in Ghana, the author and 19 students built a school in Nyameyekrom village. The village embraced the project and students, experiencing extreme poverty but hope for change. Between construction, the group processed their experiences to understand global issues and their role in creating positive change.
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This document discusses the complexity of writing an essay on the topic of "Essay Topics High School". It notes that the broad scope of possible topics adds challenges in selecting a specific focus that engages high school students. The essay must also strike a balance between depth and accessibility for its intended audience. Researching credible sources to support arguments while maintaining originality is difficult. Creating an engaging narrative through elements like the introduction, thesis, and cohesive organization throughout is essential but adds to the difficulty. Navigating these intricacies requires careful consideration, creativity, and understanding the target audience.
The Person I Admire Essay. Paragraph about the person you admire most. The P...Mona Novais
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The document provides a first-person account of an American student's experience traveling to the Netherlands with other students. Some key details:
- They immediately bond with their Dutch guide Bjoern upon arriving at the airport.
- On the train ride to Den Bosch, the student observes the unique architecture and is fascinated by the scenery.
- Throughout the week, the students get to know their Dutch peers through activities like improv games and cultural exchange parties.
- A highlight is visiting a Dutch student's home and feeling like they've made new friends despite just meeting that day.
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1. FALL 2011
The University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
2. 2 | CAROLINAPASSPORT
Carolina PASS-PORT
bridges the
Atlantic Ocean,
crosses the Strait
of Gibralter, surfs the Carib-bean,
and fills newsstands
around UNC’s campus.
Each page holds a unique
story — and a way to leave
Chapel Hill, even if only
for a moment. Readers can travel the world in less than an
hour. Of course, this can all be done from the comfort of
your futon or pre-used sofa. Bringing the world to you, we
hope PASSPORT encourages you to open your mind and
take some chances.
Similar to the stories of adventure and broken comfort
zones you are about to read, our staff has faced a semester
of uncharted territory. As a completely new staff, we have
come together, fighting blindly in the dark to fulfill previous
editors’ shoes. However, the challenges we face in our ev-eryday
lives don’t compare to the complications of convers-ing
with another in Italian or blending in with the Arabic
culture. As the following stories illustrate, the most prized
memories come from the most unlikely of experiences. It
only takes a little push out the door. We hope you’ll enjoy
the pages of this issue as much as we have. And once you’ve
finished reading this magazine, put it down. Immediately.
And get out there.
Enjoy the issue,
Katy, Jen, Courtney and Georgia
LETTER
FROM THE
EDITORS
From left to right:
ASSOCIATE EDITOR JEN SERDETCHNAIA is a senior from Toronto,
Canada, studying health policy and management, Chinese Mandarin
and entrepreneurship. Contact her at j.serdetch@gmail.com.
MANAGING EDITOR GEORGIA WALKER is a sophomore political science
and electronic communications major and Arabic minor from Charlotte,
N.C. Contact her at gkwalker@live.unc.edu.
COPY EDITOR KATY CHARLES is a senior journalism and global studies
major from Winston-Salem, NC. Contact her at charlesk@live.unc.edu.
DESIGN EDITOR COURTNEY TYE is a junior editing and graphic design
major from Hillsborough, N.C. Contact her at courtney.tye@live.com.
EDITORS-IN-CHIEF Katy Charles
Jen Serdetchnaia
Courtney Tye
Georgia Walker
Alexis Balinski
Danielle Bryant
Hilleary Jordan
Kayla Kennedy
Lauren Kennedy
Brett Leumas
Cece Pascual
Margot Pien
Chelsea Pro
Ariana Rodriguez-Gitler
AnnMarie Sanctis
Jen Serdetchnaia
DESIGNERS
Carson Blackwelder
Ellen Cline
Rachel Coleman
Katie Gutt
Rylan Miller
Miranda Murray
COPY EDITORS
Will Barbour
Holly Beilin
Bo Brandt
Ellen Cline
Austin Cooper
James Ding
Noel Giglio
Josh Hopper
Audrey Ann Lavallee
Justin Loiseau
Kelly McHugh
Diana Nassar
Jessica Roache
Benjamin Rosado
Diana Roycroft
Madison Scott
Jessica Smith
Patrick Stancil
Kiri Sunde
Rebecca Sunde
Katie Trainor
Carolyn Treasure
Valerie Voight
Colleen Volz
Sarah Wentz
Ruopiao Xu
Chenxi Yu
Skylar Zee
CONTRIBUTORS
Katie Bowler
Melissa McMurray
ADVISORS
Cover photo by James Ding
Poise: A girl in traditional Rajasthani dress poses for the camera
on the road somewhere between Agra and Udaipur, India.
Background photo by James Ding
Altitude and attitude: Fellow climbers Lewis Gregory and Liam
McCarroll accompany the photographer to the summit of Scotland’s
Ben Nevis, the tallest mountain in the British Isles.
This publication is funded by Student Government at UNC-Chapel Hill,
UNC Global and the Center for Global Initiatives.
Questions? Comments?
Carolina PASSPORT welcomes feedback and suggestions. If you are
interested in submitting stories or photos, contact the
editors at carolinapassport@gmail.com.
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contents fall 2011
also in this issue
MOTHERLESS by Will Barbour | 6
A DAY IN MY ITALIAN LIFE by Skylar Zee | 7
A TALE OF TEAL by Jessica Smith | 9
MY PIECE OF SCOTLAND by Patrick Stancil | 10
CHILLED TO THE BONES by Katie Trainor | 12
FACES OF AN ANCIENT LAND by Chenxi Yu | 16
BEAUTIFUL by Madison Scott | 18
THE ACCIDENTAL HOST FAMILY by Colleen Volz | 20
A TINY SLICE OF THE ARAB SPRING by Sarah Wentz | 22
JOURNEYS AND REVELATIONS by Ellen Cline | 24
HOOFBEATS AND HEALING by Kiri Sunde | 26
LONDON: OF SPACES AND SONICS by Austin Cooper | 30
MORE THAN RUNNING SHORTS by Benjamin Rosado | 33
PHOTOS FROM AROUND THE WORLD | 4, 8, 14, 29, 32
SCHOLARSHIP INFORMATION YOU NEED TO KNOW | 31
TRAVELING HEELS: WHERE UNC STUDENTS ARE STUDYING ABROAD | 34
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ISRAEL
PERU
Photos by Holly Beilin
Above: The view of Jerusalem from the road leading to the Old City. Jerusalem is one of the most ancient cities in the world, filled with historical architecture, cultural artifacts, and relics.
Left: A group of soldiers in uniform walk through the streets of Jerusalem to keep the peace on Nakba Day, the Palestinian “day of catastrophe.” In Israel, army service is compulsory after high school.
Photo by Carolyn Treasure
Student brushing his teeth with fluoride during an educational school visit. Carolyn spent two months in Ollantaytambo, Peru – a small town nestled in Incan ruins along the way to Machu Picchu.
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CHINA
Pictured: Bo Brandt
Photo by Melody Chu
One of the many beautiful
gardens in Suzhou, China.
Suzhou is about a one-hour
train ride from Shanghai.
Besides its well-known
gardens, Suzhou is also
famous for its spectacular
water towns and delicious
cuisine.
Photo by Jessica Roache
The ferry ride through
Venice’s canals fulfilled my
fifth-grade dream of one
day visiting this beautiful
merchant city.
ITALY
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BY WILL BARBOUR
Sealdah station. Kolkata, India. I’m with my two
friends who I’ve known for four days, Bopi and Sekhar.
They’re the experts, I’m just a volunteer. We are 20.
2 boys inhaling Dendrite construction glue through
their shirt. This is common for boys to do at the sta-tion.
They are 14.
Sekhar tells them to stop. Older brother to younger.
Disappointment.
They flee.
Less than a minute later we hear yelping. A crowd
gathers on either side of the tracks looking down at
them. Cops everywhere. One of the boys’ feet had
landed on a railroad spike when he was trying to run
from the cops. He fell, the spike driven through his
foot. He lay on the ground shaking in agony. Moth-erless.
He is helped up from the tracks. I hold his hand. Bopi
and Sekhar clean the wound. I am reminded of some-one
else who suffered as a nail went through his foot.
I turn my head away.
In the hospital. Dirty, overcrowded, frantic. Shots are
one form of pain he hasn’t felt yet, until now. We carry
him and rush him through. We wait.
Stitches. He leaves with no crutches. He barely limps.
Soldier.
We walk him back to the station. I show him an Ameri-can.
He smiles. It was only time I saw him smile. Then
we left. He went back to the same spot we first saw
him in and sat down. Motherless.
One month later a boy who I had met at the station
before was high on Dendrite one night and touched
the electric wire of the train. I went to the hospital
with Sekhar and couldn’t block the reality of the situ-ation
any longer.
He died within the week. A mother, childless.
When I was 14, I was playing in tennis tournaments
every weekend. Pain was a blister on my hand. Life
was a game in the summer sun on a clean court.
Why?
MOTHERLESS
Will Barbour is a junior from Boone, N.C., majoring in reli-gious
studies. He is a Morehead-Cain scholar.
A brother holding his sister
in a slum in Kolkata.
Produce market alongside
the train tracks in Kolkata.
Sealdah Train Station in Kolkata.
This woman is suffering some
form of mental illness. There are
no government services provided
for people in her situation.
INDIA
Population: 1.2 billion
Capital: New Delhi
Language: Hindi &
English
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to improve their English. I could barely squeak out my own introduction in English, let alone Italian. I was at a loss for words. Their English speaking seemed to be on par with my own.
Then I remembered the deal I had struck with myself before coming to Italy. I had promised myself to live out my dreams of speaking the most beautiful language and to stop being afraid of things that make me uncomfortable. So I bravely stepped in to the conversation, “Ciao, mi chiamo Skylar” (Hello, my name is Skylar).
When I explained that I am a history major and am fascinated by Julius Caesar, I was met with blank stares from Daniele and Alessandro. I looked to Caitlin for assistance. Surely these born and bred Italians knew of the great Roman leader, Julis Caesar. I tried again, saying in Italian, “Julius Caesar, the dictator.” They still displayed no signs of recognition. I made a final attempt with a discussion of ingredients and we explained that it is a popular salad dressing served in American institutions like “Olive Garden” (which ironically enough are attempting to serve their best Italian fare).
At this point, we sat in si
Skylar Zee is a senior from Wilson, N.C., majoring in history.
MONDAY, JUNE 6, 2011
Dear Journal,
Today was an adventure. My roommate, Caitlin Williams and I had decided to put our Italian speaking skills to the test and signed up for Italian conversation partners. Butterflies filled my stomach as we waited to meet our partners. While in my 101 class in Chapel Hill, I felt confident in my speaking ability. Yet by 11:50 am, that confidence had drifted away. Caitlin and I distracted ourselves with words of encouragement and breath mints. If all else failed, we could always leave the Italians believing that Americans had fresh breath right?
Two Italian men walked in to the school café just before noon. Caitlin and I debated whether or not these men could be our partners. They were effortlessly attractive and exuded an Italian charm that was both intimidating and comforting. I also felt unprepared and uneager to embarrass myself in front of these native speakers. But there was no time to back out because at that moment, the school’s head Italian teacher was walking over to introduce us to these men. They explained that they were engineering students studying at a university in Florence and were eager
BY SKYLAR ZEElence. What I had thought was sure to be a worthy addition to our conversation left us staring at one another. Finally, after nearly 3 minutes of an awkward lull, Alessandro realized who I was talking about. “Ah, Caesar!” My pronunciation of Caesar sounded so foreign to Alessandro and Daniele that they chuckled at the sound. I encountered my first instance of being lost in translation.
After an hour we exchanged contact information and agreed to meet again later in the week. I had made it through my first attempt to hold a conversation in another language. I felt proud of myself for stepping out of my comfort zone. I saw that while scary, going for the unknown can yield better outcomes than the well-worn comfortable path. Now I am ready for what our next conversation will bring.
A Day In My
I
talian Life
Siena is a quiet, pedestrian friendly city near Florence. It’s a perfect day trip to experience other parts of Tuscany.
ITALY
Population: 60 million
Capital: Rome
Language: Italian
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Photos by Ruopiao Xu
Above Left: Cheung Chau Island (literally, “Long Island”) is a popular place for local people to enjoy short vacations. Although it takes only half an hour by ship to get to the island from central Hong Kong, Cheung Chau is quite isolated and native people keep their old lifestyle. There are no cars on the island.
Above Right: Escalators in subways, malls and office buildings all operate much faster than those in other parts of the world. Still, it is a rule to stand on the right and leave the left space for people who walk on them. Is it that Hong Kong people really live in such a fast pace? I would probably say yes, especially here at the International Finance Center.
Middle Right: If you live at central Hong Kong , this scene will be your daily window view. Want some fresh air and a breath? That’s why the richest people live at Mountain Top as shown in the background of the picture.
Below Left: Looking from the Mountain Top, the entire Hong Kong is under your feet.
Below Right: Students are enjoying the sea view outside my dorm at Chinese University of Hong Kong.
HONG KONG
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BY JESSICA SMITH
were far worse problems than contro-versial
paint choices.
Perhaps that’s what I enjoyed most
about India, the “anything goes” at-titude
that stood in stark contrast to
the tightly regulated Singapore from
which I was traveling. (Although I
must add that when “anything goes”
means that a red light is a mere sugges-tion,
that’s when I started to miss the
safe, if less entertaining, seats of Singa-pore’s
metro system.)
It took a little time, but eventually
I became accustomed to India’s char-acter.
The rickshaw rides that I found
so perilous and chaotic at the outset of
the trip seemed almost graceful by the
end, as the countless green and yellow
carts effortlessly weaved a tapestry of
turbulence around me, leaving behind
only fraying trails of smoke. Yet despite
all the energy and chaos that prevailed,
there were still quiet moments to be
found — in an abandoned temple, the
prayer hall of a mosque or the pews of
a cathedral.
I think those surprising, poignant
moments are the parts of India I miss
most; the quiet paths that would lure
me through a maze of alleyways before
I was mercilessly dumped into a tor-rent
of people; the kites that emerged
on rooftops around sunset, slicing
the smog with their tails; the passing
scent of freshly-baked sweets fighting
against the overwhelming stench of
garbage and urine; and of course, the
unexpected glimpses of teal.
I’m a big believer in the power of col-ors.
I’m fascinated by how they can
evoke particular emotions — how you
can create an entire atmosphere out of
a well-chosen palette. So when I think
of my arrival in India and the environ-ment
that greeted me once I touched
down, the first thing that I remember
is the teal.
Bright and in-your-face — the only
hue vibrant enough to match the bus-tling
markets and crowds of Delhi; the
only color loud enough to drown out
the honking of the bumper-to-bumper-to-
rickshaw traffic I encountered as
soon as I stepped onto the streets.
Teal — on the saris of passing wom-en,
on the exaggerated statues in the
Hindu temples, layers of it slowly chip-ping
away on the walls that support
the entire city.
It’s an unassuming beauty — a beau-ty
born from enduring years of weath-ering
and human abuse. Confronted
by the elements, it chose to struggle
against layers of dirt and filth rather
than simply fade into nothingness.
This is not a teal that would be ac-cepted
in America — garish it would
most likely be called. But in India no
such judgments were passed; there
INDIA
Population:
1.2 billion
Capital: New Delhi
Languages: Hindi
and English
Jessica Smith is a sophomore from Charlotte,
N.C., majoring in environmental science. She
traveled to India (and Singapore and Brunei)
with the Carolina South East Asian Summer
(SEAS) program.
Four young girls wash
themselves in the water
from a puddle.
A teal building dots
the roadside on the
way to Agra.
The bustle of Delhi seen from
atop a minaret. Notice the
brightly colored buildings.
A Tale
of Teal
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my piece of
SCOTLAND
BY PATRICK STANCIL
I opened my eyes and lifted my head from the headrest. I had been awakened by the mixture of bright sunlight and the drone of the heavy Scottish accent coming from the tour guide driving the bus. He was telling us that Loch Ness would be up ahead on our right. I looked to my left, where the older Scottish woman beside me was asleep, as were the two Russian girls across the aisle that she had brought along on the tour. The women had befriended me hours before during a stop at Ben Nevis, buying me a plate of stiffly priced fish and chips because she felt sorry that I was by myself.
The sappy traditional Scottish music the tour guide was playing over the speakers (which was probably the reason for my slumber) wailed to a new high as the bus rounded the corner of a mountain and I glimpsed Loch Ness for the first time.
Between the sound of lamenting bagpipes and the tour guide’s narrative, I noticed that the lake perfectly mirrored the surrounding mountains and the cloud-laden blue sky. It was wide and stretched to the left and right
“I wondered how many others had stood at that spot and left a part of themselves with the rocks and the water and the sky and the mountain...”
I set my camera on timer, placed it on a rock, and ran into view to get this shot. You can see the stillness of the water. for as far as I could see (which was exactly 23 miles, as I later learned).
After the bus stopped at a gravel parking lot next to a gift shop, I found a little path that wound away into some trees — away from the mumble and picture taking of the others. I followed the path up a hill and around some rocks, where I came to a fork and continued along to the right.
I walked further until I could no longer hear the others from the bus. As I rounded the corner, there was a magnificent combination of sky, mountains and water. The tallest mountain had its head in the clouds and I walked to the edge of the water and looked down.
Whatdya tink aboot Scotland?
The older Scottish woman from the bus.
H m?
I sed do you loike eet here, lad?
Yeah, I like it a lot, very pretty. The scenery is breathtaking, I can’t believe this just goes on and on for miles.
Ten wat’s it loike where yew come from?
We were back on the bus again. In the mid-afternoon sun, the highlands were rolling past, the sleeping giants that were covered in the violet heather — the national flower of Scotland. The music was back on and I looked over at the two Russian girls who had once again fallen victim to the music. The head of one of the girls was in danger of falling on her friend’s shoulder, as the other nestled a bottle of Scottish whiskey from a gift shop in her lap. My old lady Scottish friend had told me she met the girls while at a McDonald’s in Moscow. They had been in line in front of her and came to the rescue at her failed attempt to order in Russian.
How did ya like the boat tour laddie?
It was great. The water was so still and all...
I adjusted my newly purchased souvenirs in my lap — whiskey, a Scot
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tish flag and a Nessie t-shirt — and my mind went back to the lake. I was off on the cliff looking down. I could see the clouds move across the water until they covered the mountaintops. On the ground the air was still, and I kept walking down the path, climbing down some rocks until I was at the water’s edge. I stuck my hand in and it was colder than I expected for late August. I wanted to take some with me to keep but I just let it fall through my fingers, murky and cold unlike the day.
It struck me that I barely knew a soul in the entire country. I had arrived the day before and had never been or felt so alone in my entire life, yet I felt freer than I had ever felt before. The cloud tipped mountain would always be mine.
The water on the loch was like glass, and I couldn’t hear a single sound except my own heart beating. This moment needed to last forever, so I asked the rock a little ways away to take my picture, and he obliged. I closed my eyes and listened to the silence while the sun touched my cheeks, and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.
I wondered how many others had stood at that spot and left a part of themselves with the rocks and the water and the sky and the mountain and the beauty. Had anyone else ever felt so relieved to be rid of the rest of the world for a while, or had my loch friend saved it all for me, waiting until I could come?
This was a new part of the world and I was its ruler. Magical was the word that came to my mind, but that wasn’t right because my moment with the loch was completely real and had happened just as I had experienced it.
I sensed that it was time to go, and despite wanting to stay I turned around and made my way back to the bus and the mumble of other tourists, leaving my moment back with the reflection and the rocks and the mountains in the clouds. I stepped out of the woods back into the world of others as they were boarding a tour boat.
My old lady Scottish friend waved me over with a cup in her hand for me and we filed onto the boat…
View from the boat on Loch Ness. The water was very blue and looked like it was never going to end.
Inverness – where Loch Ness begins or ends, depending how you look at it.
UNITED KINGDOM
Population: 62.6 million
Capital: London
Language: English
Patrick Stancil is a senior from Rocky Mount, N.C., majoring in French with an English minor. He studied abroad in Paris with IES and traveled extensively in Great Britain.
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CHILLED TO THE BONES
BY KATIE TRAINOR
The Holocaust, the story of “the burnt offering,” has permeated every history class I’ve taken since the sixth grade. No matter what is studied, its presence has impacted the world so greatly that it is included, though generally it is skimmed over, as part of World War II. For Americans, the Holocaust is a sad part of history, but it is just that — history.
We may have grandparents who fought in the war and a few may know survivors, but it remains an interesting topic to read about and rarely anything more. For Europeans, it is still alive in their everyday lives.
The aftermath of World War II and the Holocaust can still be seen across the pages of newspapers and in the memorials that wind through most major cities in Europe. Studying the Holocaust with Europe as the classroom opened my eyes to a more powerful view on both perpetrators and victims, especially when you talk to someone who participated in the Underground resistance against Nazism in Denmark or when your half-German teacher talks about his grandparents’ lives during the experience.
While abroad, I had the unique experience to travel to Hamburg, Germany, with my class to study the effects of WWII on the city. We toured museums and sites around the city, but the most powerful experience was our visit to the Neuengamme concentration camp about 45 minutes outside the city in the deserted countryside.
It was the middle of February, freezing cold and the ground was blanketed with a fresh layer of snow. We were the only group at the camp that day, and the eerie silence of the past seeped into our bones.
Neuengamme was used as a forced labor camp from December 13, 1938 to May 4, 1945, when it was liberated by British troops. German Jews, political adversaries, criminals and those purely deemed antisocial elements of society were brought here to work. This wasn’t an extermination camp; there were no gas chambers, and people
GERMANY
Population: 81.5 million
Capital: Berlin
Language: German
The tile factory where prisoners used to work still stands, abandoned in silence.
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weren’t brought here to die. But that
doesn’t mean they didn’t. It was one of
the deadliest concentration camps in
Germany with about 50 percent of the
camp’s population dying throughout
their stay there. People died from being
worked to death.
The camp today is used as a memo-rial
site. It is one of the best-preserved
camps because it was used as a prison
after the war until 1965. The buildings
housed exhibits about life at the camp,
and for half of our time there we were
free to roam and explore.
I only got to the second exhibit,
which was regarding the prisoners
themselves. Row after row described
those who were brought there, where
they came from, what they did, how
they died. There were also video tes-timonies
collected over the years from
survivors. Faces began to become
associated with the place, with the
memories. Voices filled the halls, and
the stories brought to life what existed
there. We toured the museum portion,
and after the exhibit, we took a tour of
the grounds.
No one else was there. The sky above
was a sheet of steel. It was desolate. It
was haunting. It was powerful.
The scattered barracks, worn train
tracks and sparse trees gave the feel
of utter and total loss of hope and
depicted the tragedy perpetrated not
Above: A beautiful stained glass window
stands guard over letters collected from
those now gone.
Right: A single train car rests on the
tracks, paying homage to those lost dur-ing
the Holocaust.
Neuengamme
Fast Facts:
4.
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From December 1938 to May 1945,
106,000 inmates occupied the
camp. Over 50% died there.
It was also the sight of a number
of medical experiments done
by the Nazis, the most famous
one being the work of Kurt
Heissmayer and his work on
tuberculosis in children, lead-ing
to the famous murder at the
Bullenhuser Damm School in
Hamburg.
This camp housed a large num-ber
of Danish prisoners who the
resistance movement was not able
to save.
This was primarily a work camp,
with the main industry being brick
making for the Nazi empire.
only on that land but across the fields
of Europe.
We trudged through the snow to
see where the barracks used to be,
where the crematorium was, where
the railroad tracks were — and we
only covered a fraction of the space.
On a set of lost train tracks stood a sin-gle
cattle car, painted with a picture
of lost prisoners. Beside it was a small
stone square depicting the space avail-able
to stand; our 15-person group
could barely stand on it.
It was an eerie feeling being there,
knowing what had happened, but at
the same time I gained an apprecia-tion
from it, from experiencing part of
the Holocaust, not just learning about
it. Actually standing on the grounds
where history has taken place changes
your perspective. It opens your eyes
to how alive past events still are to-day
and makes the experience take
on a new level of dimension. Europe
as a classroom made learning a differ-ent
experience and made me appreci-ate
learning from a new angle. Over-all,
it’s not something easily put into
words. That experience chilled me to
the bone — and not because it was 14
degrees outside.
Katie Trainor is a senior from Charlotte, N.C.,
majoring in psychology and biology. She stud-ied
in Denmark and Hamburg, Germany.
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ENGLAND
BULGARIA
Photos by Diana Nassar
Above: Notting Hill. I didn’t find Hugh Grant but I did find a lot of great vintage finds and made memories on the rainbow-colored Portabello Road.
Top Left: Camden Town Market. It will never cease to amaze me how different all the different faces and places in one city can be.
Bottom Left: This was the first thing we saw when we started our hike up the mountains of the Lake District. If this isn’t perfection I don’t know what is.
Photos by Diana Roycroft
Above: The Alexander Nevsky Cathedral, an Eastern Orthodox church built to honor the sacrifice of Russian soldiers who liberated Bulgaria.
Left: Where a hammer and sickle once hovered above the communist administrative buildings of Sofia, national flags now wave proudly.
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TURKEY
SPAIN
Photos by Valerie Voight
Above: A view of Granada from the torre de velas.
Right: A stained glass window in the cathedral of Sevilla, depicting Saint Justa and Saint Rufiana with La Giralda.
Photo by Audrey Ann Lavallee
The younger ones invade the makeshift park at the Syrian refugee camp in Boynubuyu, Antakya, Turkey. Despite their young age, they chant “Al shad yuriid isquat al nitham!” (“The people want the fall of the regime.”) The atmosphere is a mix of sadness, frustration and uncertainty. Near the limits of the camp, a big poster states
“We will not return to the country (Syria) until the fall of the regime.”
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what you are saying,” I explained.
“Oh, you are not Tibetan? You are probably the only Asian on this bus who’s not Tibetan. Where are you from?”
I paused. Knowing that Dharamsala is a place with strong anti-Chinese sentiments, I had no choice but to hide my identity. His name was Sonam*, and we started talking to make our long bus ride more enjoyable. Sonam told me that he climbed over the Himalayas when he was 12 years old to escape to India. It has already been 10 years and he has never seen his parents since. Despite all the difficulties he had to go through, Sonam now goes to a university in South India and helps
Immediately after I arrived in Delhi, I got on a 12-hour bus ride to Dharamsala, a small town at the foot of the Himalayas. I was still jet-lagged and was the only one awake at 5 a.m., feeling nervous about the next two months of traveling and public health research in India. I looked outside my window and saw a breathtaking view of snow- peaked mountain ranges. I knew I was already in the Himalayas. The sun was just rising and rays of delicate sunshine were peeking through the valley, shining onto a perfect rainbow. That moment was magical. The person sitting right next to me woke up shortly and started talking to me in Tibetan.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t understand
BY CHENXI YUrun a jewelry shop during vacation to help pay his tuition.
Being an international student, I always thought only being able to go home once a year was one of the hardest things to go through. But talking to Sonam made me realize what “leaving home” and “independence” really mean. I never thought someone I ran into on a bus would have such a story to tell.
Aaloka* is a woman from a tribal group who I met in Jamkhed village in
Faces of an Ancient Land
View of Dharamsala, a town where many Tibetan refugees live. It is located at the foot of the Himalayas.
INDIA
Population: 1.2 billion
Capital: New Delhi
Language: Hindi & English
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one month of backpacking and one
month living in rural Maharashtra, I
filled my backpack with memories of
bed bugs, stinky bus rides, 116 degrees
of hot desert wind and three episodes
of food poisoning. However, it also
overflowed with magical moments like
seeing the sunrise over the Himalayas,
admiring the beauty of the Taj Mahal,
eating mangoes with rickshaw driv-ers,
constantly being surprised by the
most unexpected observations and
feeling the heartbeat of this ancient
land. I spent two months trying to un-derstand
this country but was only left
with more questions. The juxtaposition
of the beauty and ugliness made me re-alize
nothing can ever be generalized
about India. I know when I recall these
two months years from now, images of
grandiose moments, the camel tour or
the long train rides will stay. But the
memories of these faces will remain
much more vividly because they shared
with me stories I never want to forget.
* Names changed for confidentiality
rural Maharashtra during the month
I did my public health research proj-ect.
She belongs to a caste called Par-dhi,
which is branded as the caste of
“thieves.” She told me nobody trusts
them, and they are labeled from the
moment they are born. The fact that
Aaloka is a girl made things worse. In
her caste, girls are seen as the enemy of
the family. During delivery, pregnant
women are forced to go into the field,
far away from the house, because they
are seen as impure and dirty. If there
is a difficult delivery, they are just left
in the field to die. Aaloka was forced
to marry at ten and became a playmate
for her husband, who was twelve. A
week after menstruating for the first
time, she got pregnant — at the age of
twelve. Domestic violence was as nor-mal
as daily meals. Aaloka attempted
suicide three times.
Who would have ever guessed that
Aaloka is now the President of Welfare
of 13 trial groups in Maharashtra? She
could not find a job after her husband
passed away because she is a Pardhi.
Through her aunt, she joined a local
NGO (Comprehensive Rural Health
Project) and started training to be a
midwife. She eventually rose from the
lowest class in society to a reputable
community leader. I never knew the
lady who brought me tea every day had
such a story to tell.
Rashmi* is a woman who was mar-ried
at 13 years old. A few years after
her marriage, her husband was diag-nosed
as HIV-positive. The doctors
checked both Rashmi and her son,
who both turned out to be positive,
too. Her mother-in-law immediately
kicked them out of the house. Rashmi
returned to her mother’s home only
to find that she was even more unwel-come
by her own family. She and her
son started living in a slum, treated like
a plague by everybody else. For many
years, she only weighed 55 pounds.
Who would have ever guessed that
Rashmi is now a respected farm man-ager?
She manages a team of 15 people
who work on innovative water harvest-ing
and farming techniques. I never
knew the girl I wave to every morning
had such a story to tell.
The insurmountable hardship and
injustice people had to go through
constantly made me speechless.
Yet, these people also have the most
beautiful smile. They have achieved
things so incredible that I still find
it hard to believe in. Having heard
their stories, I could not be sadder
and yet prouder.
It was only when I sat on the plane
back home that I started realizing that
I was really leaving India, where I
lived out of my backpack for the past
two months. It was not at all what I ex-pected
it to be, but much more. With
A one-day-old baby de-livered
by a Village Health
Worker at Jamkhed.
A farm worker demonstrat-ing
how they use worms to
produce better fertilizer.
Chenxi Yu (Chex) is a sophomore from China
and studied in Singapore, majoring in math-ematical
decision sciences, economics and mi-noring
in entrepreneurship. She received the
Summer Undergraduate Research Fellowship,
Honors Program Taylor Fellowship, Commu-nity-
based Research Fellowship and Carolina
Undergraduate Health Fellowship.
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In Brunei, this place I have no frame of reference for, I met a man who I call father. Awi. We meet late in the afternoon on a June day, when he pats me several times on the arm with an energetic grin and thrusts a shot of rice wine into my hand. I look at the cloudy golden liquid suspiciously and he nudges it closer, his grin widening with mischief.
Finally I shrug and knock it back, emerging with a poorly disguised grimace as it burns my throat. He lets out a loud, screaming laugh, tears rolling down his face, occasionally gaining enough control to imitate my shocked expression. Soon, I am laughing too. The two of us cracking up on the porch, doubled over and in tears, make a ridiculous picture.
We finally relax and look at each other for a few moments. He speaks no English, and I speak no Iban. There is a language barrier, but at the moment I am wholly unconcerned. Eventually his brother, who speaks some English, joins us and they spend the remainder of the afternoon teaching me basic Iban. Mostly this is done through a series of comical charades on Awi’s part, with the translations provided by his brother. Each time I manage to get one right I am congratulated with a joyful exclamation, “Pandai! Lawa!” Clever, he calls me. Beautiful.
Our fun eventually ends, each of us called to our respective dinner time duties. Once we are served, I sit across from Awi and let him point to food and objects around us, earnestly and loudly teaching me the names of my surroundings in Iban. I barely eat the food in front of me for how focused I am on repeating sounds.
A tap on my shoulder interrupts our lesson, and I turn to see Adde, the chief’s son, standing behind me. “I need you to come with me.” I turn back to Awi, who is making a concerted effort to hold back a smile and staring studiously at his plate. Adde helps me to my feet and leads me to his doorway, where his mother, smiling, takes my arm. “You are the bride! We will make you like Cinderella!”
BY MADISON SCOTT
“Each time I manage to get [a translation] right I am congratulated with a joyful exclamation, ‘Pandai! Lawa!’ Clever, he calls me. Beautiful.”
BEAUTIFUL
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Trying to keep my imagination in check, I smile and nod enthusiastically. A few minutes later I am wrapped in brightly colored fabrics, and a bodice of coins is hooked around my waist. His mother and sisters spend the next hour piling jewelry on me and fixing my hair, all the while cooing, “Lawa, lawa.”
Adde’s little sister, who is about five, makes a game out of winking at me and then hiding. I am suddenly nervous and unsure. Adde puts in a VHS tape, a sort of educational video, about Iban culture. I recognize that the girl is wearing an outfit similar to mine and assume it’s talking about a wedding, but it’s in Iban so the only word I recognize is lawa. Beautiful.
Finally, I’m ready. The women all touch me and smile and I find myself incapable of wiping the grin off my face. I try to feel every piece of jewelry on my body, try to feel the sway and gentle weight of the fabrics. How I came to be there, in that moment, is beyond my comprehension.
I meet my groom, a close friend of mine on the program, and we are introduced to the rest of the longhouse and our class. Everyone cheers and takes pictures, and the two of us laugh uncontrollably as we sit on our little thrones. Eventually I calm down and look around the room. Awi is sitting in the front row, and he has tears rolling down his face. He claps and smiles and touches his heart, I see his mouth form the word, “lawa.” Beautiful.
I wondered if he’d ever know how that word needed to be reflected on him and his family a thousand times over. They are a testament to the beauty of the human spirit, to how present beauty can be in our interactions. How could I thank someone for instilling in me a value I can barely articulate? I was overcome with a sudden and unwavering commitment to taking risks and reaching out. I said it back to him. Lawa. Beautiful.
Opposite: Awi and his brothers teaching me basic Iban.
Above left: Helping the others prepare dinner in the longhouse.
Above right: Ian Dohm and I, dressed as the Iban bride and groom.
Right: Fellow SEAS travelers long boating in the lush rainforest.
BRUNEI
Population: 401,890
Capital: Bandar Seri Begawan
Language: Malay
Madison Scott is a sophomore from Greenville, N.C., majoring in global studies and drama. She traveled to Brunei with the Carolina South East Asian Summer (SEAS) program.
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Now flash back to UNC. It’s fall semester of my junior year, and I’m sitting in my room in Spencer residence hall with the leaves falling outside and my gut wrenching in nervousness over the significance of the acceptance letter in my hands.
I’ve been up late looking at brochures for King’s College London, the program I have just been accepted to. I didn’t know what was ahead. All I was in control of were my classes and my residence hall (a dorm I later found out that was mostly reserved for freshman with an affinity for drinking). I knew it was going to be a big jump into the world, but I was excitedly nervous for the challenge. So a few months later, I packed my bags and boarded a plane to a country I had never even visited before.
The truth is, you never know what lies in your future. When I set off for England, all I knew was that I would be getting a world class education at one of the top universities in Great Britain. I didn’t know that I would meet people who would have a life-changing impact on my worldview and understanding of my identity, especially as an American abroad.
The three people who I ended up watching the royal wedding with had no connection to my university at all. I met Jonathan, the high school teacher, on a night out in central London with three English girls from my dorm. We randomly talked in a club, made jokes about my “American-ness” and ended up meeting up for dinner the following week. While our friendship eventually turned into a romantic relationship, that’s not the point of the story. Jonathan was the door to the English psyche for me.
While it was fun to attend class, explore the city and make small talk with the British students, Jonathan was a deep conversationalist who wanted to know about me, where I came from and what I valued as a person. Having spent most of my life within a 50-mile radius of North Carolina, I slowly realized that — like most Americans — my values were not the default of the world. Jonathan, who was born and raised in London, had a starkly different understanding of pretty much... everything.
BY COLLEEN VOLZ
The Accidental Host Family
Top: The live video feed of Will and Kate’s wedding, which was projected for viewers in Hyde Park.
Middle: A residential street in London near where Jonathan and his family live.
Bottom: View of the British Parliament from Waterloo bridge.
Imagine sitting in a well-furnished living room in northern London with a 70-year old woman with a strong Irish accent, a middle- aged English mother of two boys, and her son, a 23-year old male high school teacher. You’re passing tea, scones, and biscuits while commenting on a wedding dress and a too-tight bridesmaid dress and questioning what the British royal party actually represents. You guessed it. It’s the Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton. And yes, that living room is where I where I watched the biggest media spectacle in British history on April 29, 2011.
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Tips for your
London visit:
Some of my most valued memo-ries
of my time in London come
from lively dinners around an
old wooden table at his house in
a northern suburb of London —
Ruislip. Jonathan lived at home
with his family (a common theme
among college graduates in Eng-land)
and was able to invite me
over for home-cooked meals and
extremely lively discussions with
his parents, and later his Irish
grandmother. I quickly learned
that unlike my family where
politics is not a common dinner
table discussion, Jonathan’s family
wanted to know my opinions on
everything from Barack Obama to
what was happening in Libya at the
time. At first I was embarrassed.
My mom had always said that
politics, money and religion were
impolite to speak about openly. But
slowly, I learned that I needed to
be able to discuss and defend my
opinions, just as I would in a class
at UNC.
People measure their time in
different ways. T.S. Eliot measured
his in coffee spoons, while others
mark their time at UNC with bas-ketball
games and nights at Top of
the Hill. My time in England was
marked by roasted meat, mashed
potatoes and hundreds of cups of
tea. I was lucky enough to be invit-ed
into an inside world of English
people who taught me more about
being British than I learned from
Jane Austen novels in my classes.
No one else I know who went to
London last spring had the experi-ence
of sitting in someone’s cozy
living room with three generations
of people who wanted to know my
opinions on the royal wedding, as
well as share their own. In essence,
I was privileged with an invalu-able
experience that would be hard
to imitate. And that’s what makes
studying abroad so special.
While Jonathan and I are still
together and communicating over
a very long distance, I would never
have imagined on that fall day in
Chapel Hill that I would be im-mersed
in a family that accepted
and challenged me. Some study
abroad students choose to live with
a host family, but mine was organic
and accidental. When planning a
future study abroad experience,
you have to account for the fact
that life happens, you meet people
who you never would have thought
would be significant to you, and
you benefit all the more.
A picture of Jonathan and I in the spring in London. I
learned more from talking with him than from class.
Me, standing in front of Tower Bridge on a cold day.
UNITED KINGDOM
Population: 62.6 million
Capital: London
Language: English
5.
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2.
1.
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Check out the British Library. It’s beautiful,
has an amazing cafe, and has some of the
oldest manuscripts known to the English
language.
Attend a play at the Globe. You
won’t regret it. You’ll never see a better
Shakespeare play anywhere, and for such a
great price!
Take advantage of all the free art
museums. I found that I could spend
hours wandering through the Tate
Modern.
Go to Borough Market! It’s an open-air
food market that offers free samples
at every turn. I highly suggest the fish
curry.
Sign up for Groupons. They saved me tons
of money and led me to unexpected places
like a half-priced Harry Potter themed tour.
Colleen Volz is a senior from Cary, N.C.,
majoring in English with a minor in ad-vertising.
She traveled to London with the
Charles Garland Johnson Scholarship.
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It’s a funny thing, watching the Arab
Spring take place right outside your
bedroom window. I was fortunate
enough to see democracy begin to
take hold in a new manner while liv-ing
in Fes, Morocco this summer. I
lived in the Ville Nouvelle of Fes, and
the apartment my family lived in was
directly above a cinema, right at a ma-jor
intersection in the newer part of
the city. Every Sunday, men (and even
women) would take to the streets to
cry out for reform. While they paraded
the streets on a fairly long route, they
would congregate for the most boister-ous
part of their rally right outside my
bedroom window.
I could watch the protests safely by
standing on the balcony of our apart-ment,
directly outside my bedroom. I
listened to their chants and by the end
of my nine weeks had memorized the
more popular ones. Four of my five
host siblings, who ranged from a new-born
to a 16-year-old, would gather
on the balcony with me to watch, and
sometimes the ones old enough to un-derstand
would chant quietly along.
They were excited by this break
from routine, and while most of them
were too young to understand exactly
what those people were demanding,
they knew it was something big.
I had been following the Arab Revo-lution
since it first began in Tunisia,
and seeing a tiny slice of the movement
was nearly indescribable. Listening to
Moroccans — young, old, poor, mid-dle-
class, rich, male and female — cry
in unison their demands of lower food
prices, better housing and more jobs in
order to create a better future for their
children and the country they loved
was simply overwhelming.
Speaking with Moroccans on the
subject was the same way. On July 1, in
the middle of my stay, Moroccans held
a constitutional referendum in which
they passed a new constitution with 98
percent of voters’ support. While there
were concerns over the new constitu-tion
(most of which were that it didn’t
go far enough, or there was not enough
time for review), the excitement in the
build-up to election day was palpable.
Many Moroccans couldn’t contain
their joy over the changes happening
in their country.
I was lucky enough to speak with a
leader of a group supporting the new
constitution on June 30, the day before
the election. In our conversation (in
Arabic, his native language), Dr. Am-rami
Azel-Arab explained the constitu-tion
to me in great detail and explained
why he felt the changes would be good
for Morocco.
Every time he referred to the docu-ment,
he referred to the constitution
not yet passed as the constitution
of “now” and the former (not yet re-placed)
as “the past.” He held no
doubt that the document would pass
and that it was the right thing for his
country. He explained that the new
constitution had been written by Mo-roccans,
for Moroccans — a stark dif-ference
from the previous document,
which had been written by the French
and handed to the Moroccans. The
constitution provided by the French
after the end of colonialism was writ-
BY SARAH WENTZ
A Tiny Slice of the
Arab Spring
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ten, of course, in French. While French
is a language spoken by many in Mo-rocco,
it is still not the mother tongue.
Despite the document having been
translated, Moroccans never forgot
that it was actually a French constitu-tion
in origin.
Another pervading pride that came
with the passing of the new consti-tution
was that it was brought about
peacefully. While Morocco did have
protests spanning several months,
which continue today, there were very
few incidents of violence. Even though
there were police at every protest, they
were almost always mere observers,
there to guide traffic and prevent the
situation from getting out of hand.
There were no incidents such as in
Egypt, Syria or Tunisia where reports
indicated that large groups of protest-ers
were attacked by authorities. In
Morocco, the people made their de-mands,
and the king listened. He set up
a commission, which developed a new
constitution that in turn was passed.
There were never months of life-dis-rupting
turmoil, or fear of walking in
the streets or of overthrowing the gov-ernment.
The Moroccan king, much
loved by his people, listened to their
demands and change began peacefully.
I had many wonderful experiences
in Morocco, and I’ll certainly remem-ber
my summer there for the rest of
my life. However, the thing I will re-member
most is witnessing a tiny slice
of the Arab Spring. Something to go
in the history books, and something
that will (as the Arabs say, insh’allah)
change the course of Morocco’s fu-ture—
and I was able to witness it
from my bedroom window.
The entire family (including any family members visiting at the moment) gathers on the balcony to watch the protests. The young-est
watch raptly, and occasionally chant along with the crowds below.
MOROCCO
Population: 31.9 million
Capital: Rabat
Language: Arabic
Sarah Wentz is a senior from Raleigh, N.C., ma-joring
in political science and global studies with
a minor in Arabic. She traveled to Morocco with
the FLAS Fellowship.
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BY ELLEN CLINE
ou might want to consider taking the train from the Paris airport down to Montpellier,” read the email from my program director. I had never been to France, never been out of the country for more than two weeks and only had a few semesters of French under my belt. I took her advice.
The train took four hours to travel from the capital to the southern shores of the Mediterranean, where I would be studying. I perched restlessly on the tip of my seat, alternating between peering curiously out the large window to my left and glancing nervously at my watch. After an hour or so of this whole anxious bird routine, I bit my lip and tried to distract myself by doodling in
“France had ceased to be foreign and Montpellier had become my home.” my journal. France didn’t look the way I had expected it to, the way I had imagined it to be in class and in the many glossy pictures and travel articles I had poured over during the weeks leading up to my departure.
Where were the châteaux? The tall, gloriously old buildings that surrounded beautiful city plazas and fountains? Or even the farms? All I could see rushing by me were empty plains and clusters of trees, with a hint of small villages in the distance.
Ashamed, I quickly buried this sentiment, fearing its implications, which tasted suspiciously like disappointment. I would be spending a year in this country, I reminded myself strictly. I couldn’t afford to be disappointed on my very first day and certainly not because something didn’t look exactly the way it had in a picture.
Thankfully, feelings like this were quickly forgotten when we pulled into Montpellier and I abandoned the train and any lingering disenchantments for a short walk to the place where I would be staying. In the weeks that followed, I explored this southern city of which I was now a part, forged new friendships and attended classes at the local university.
Although I was first wary of conversY
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Journeys
Revelations
&
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PERU
Population: 29, 546,963
Capital: Lima
Language: Spanish
FRANCE
Population: 65.3 million
Capital: Paris
Language: French
Left: Sunset by the château d’eau—the water tower— of Peyrou in Montpellier.
Right: The lonely steeple of Sainte-Anne in the winter months.
Below: A trompe-l’oeil— an optical illusion—in central Montpellier.
ing with locals (for fear of sounding like a foreigner), my French improved bit by bit and soon I learned to disregard any worries I previously had and happily struck up friendly conversations with my fellow Montpellierains. My host family was not only pleasant and accommodating, but absolutely wonderful. I figured out the public transportation system, decided on a favorite café, visited museum after museum and finally succeeded in making friends with French people my age.
And slowly, ever so slowly, I fell in love with Montpellier, from its sun-baked red rooftops and little markets on the place de la Comédie to its warm, charming inhabitants and its roaming, independent pets happy to receive a friendly pat on the head.
The train, as I eventually discovered, was my friend. Relatively inexpensive and quite convenient, I used it as often as I could to make short, half-day excursions to the outlying villages and towns around Montpellier. I was coming back from one such excursion when I glanced out the window and glimpsed the outskirts of the city of Montpellier. As I recognized certain landmarks and familiar buildings in the distance, a sense of warmth and relief bubbled up inside of me, as if I were returning from a long voyage.
As my out-of-town trips expanded to include other parts of France, so did the happiness and sense of belonging I felt upon my return to Montpellier’s city limits, until it encompassed the entire metropolis, then the south and gradually, the country as a whole. How could I have ever thought that those verdant green plains were empty, that the gently rolling countryside was boring to look at? This land meant something to me now. Without realizing or even searching for it, French had invaded my brain and replaced English. France had ceased to be foreign and Montpellier had become my home.
The France that I had read about in textbooks and travel guides and seen plastered on large posters depicting Parisian life was gone. But the France — the real France — that had taken the place of the false one in my mind was so much more than I had ever dreamed it could be. Eventually, I found the famous châteaux, the plazas with the fountains and all the other images of France that pre-study abroad pictures had afforded me. Beautiful as they were though, I had other things that had become much dearer to my heart: afternoons in the park, volunteering in English classes at the local high school, dinners with my host family and an array of other memories and experiences from my time in France. And they were better than anything any picture could give me.
Ten months later, I boarded my final train. The four-hour journey from Montpellier to Paris, where a plane would take me back to the United States, passed by all too quickly. Once again, I sat in my seat and stared out the window, but this time I fought back tears as I watched the countryside flash by, now for the last time. I took the train from Paris to Montpellier, and I’m glad I did.
A stained glass window in the cathedral at Carcassonne.
Ellen Cline is a senior from Durham, N.C., majoring in global studies and French, with a minor in Japanese.
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Hoofbeats and Healing
BY KIRI SUNDE
“When you hear hoofbeats, expect horses, not zebras.” Every medical student has heard this adage used to teach a simple principle of diagnostics: consider common diagnoses before rare ones. This summer at the Clinic for Special Children in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, I learned that hoofbeats meant horses in the literal sense from horse-and-buggy traffic in the parking lot.
The non-profit clinic is a medical home for Old Order Amish and Mennonite children with inherited disorders. In 1990, members of the “Plain” community organized a traditional barn raising to erect the clinic’s timber frame in the middle of an alfalfa field. Since then, the clinic has been quietly revolutionizing the landscape of genetic medicine with its groundbreaking advancements in the treatment of metabolic diseases.
Today, the clinic is a bustling but peaceful place. Hardwood floors, exposed beams, hand-stitched quilts on the walls, rocking chairs for mothers and old school desks for children soften the typical sterility of a doctor’s office. Outside, patients tie up their horses and buggies at a hitching post. Meanwhile in the lab, a DNA microarray maps novel genetic mutations to be added to the list of 110 genetic disorders treated at the clinic.
Because the Amish end formal education at the eighth grade, they have no licensed physicians or nurses of their own. Though they shun most forms of technology, the devastating effects of the genetic disorders that disproportionately afflict their children have led them to embrace modern medicine. Amish parents have come to trust their children to the capable hands of Drs. Holmes Morton, Kevin Straus and Nicholas Rider — physician-scientists who have received worldwide recognition for their research while remaining country doctors at heart.
During my 10-week fellowship at the clinic, I studied glutaric aciduria type 1 (GA1), a rare genetic disorder characterized by the inability to metabolize protein. With an incidence of one in 200,000 non-Amish births, GA1 is a medical zebra. But among the Lancaster County Amish, one in 200 babies has GA1. Infants with undiagnosed GA1 grow and develop normally until the stress of a childhood illness causes irreversible, debilitating damage to motor centers in the brain. If diagnosed at birth, the crippling effects of GA1 can be circumvented through dietary restriction and careful treatment of illnesses. Since the clinic’s inception, the number of its GA1 patients who experience brain damage has dropped from 95 percent to zero.
Hoofbeats in the parking lot may
modern medicine meets the Amish
Above: Elam drives the family to Sunday morning church in a spring wagon. The services, held in the basement or barn of a church member, were conducted in antiquated German and lasted three hours. Photo by Rebecca Sunde.
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indicate real horses, but at the clinic, medical zebras are the rule. I met patients with maple syrup urine disease, “chicken-breast” syndrome, dwarfism, severe combined immunodeficiency, “pretzel” syndrome, and Mennonite microcephaly. I felt the sutures of a four-month-old boy who had just had the right hemisphere of his brain removed to alleviate severe epilepsy. I scrubbed in for a liver transplant and held a cadaveric liver in the abdomen of a seven-month-old with a rare metabolic disease. I watched neurosurgeons guide electrodes deep into the brain of a teenage girl with a GA1 brain injury.
Each evening after a full day at the clinic, I got in my car and drove along meandering country roads, past a woman hanging clothes out to dry, a boy in a straw hat and suspenders riding a kick scooter and a man mowing the yard of a one-room schoolhouse with a horse-drawn mower. I waved at the twelve-year-old boy who maneuvered his team of five plow mules to the shoulder for my Prius to pass. When I reached the home of Elam and Barbie Stoltzfus, my Amish host parents, their four children drove up in their pony cart to greet me.
Aside from the absence of a car garage and power lines, the red brick house was indistinguishable from any mainstream American home. Yet the immaculate produce garden, squawking chickens in the hen house and open-air spring wagon in the driveway reminded me that this was no typical household. In the kitchen, Barbie bustled between the stove and gas- powered refrigerator to prepare supper. After bowing our heads for a silent prayer, we enjoyed a hearty meal of meat and potatoes, fresh-from-the-garden vegetables, fruit pie and ice cream.
The family and I spent many evenings around a campfire — chatting, firefly-catching and eating whoopie pies. There was something about the dancing firelight that gave my body a sense of warmth not thought to be missing on a 95-degree day without air conditioning. The casual and intimate conversation between friends, free from the pressure of a ticking clock or buzzing cell phone, did the same for my soul.
Each night as I headed to bed and turned out my lantern (or had it burn out while I was showering), I was inundated with darkness — not the unsettling kind but the kind one longs for when sleep is precluded by the glare of streetlights or an alarm clock display. Despite acquiring several bruises groping for doorways, my body appreciated the day’s natural rhythm of darkness and light. It also appreciated the fact that it was impossible to work or study after eight p.m. The daily 4:30 a.m. wake-up call from the roosters outside my window was a different story.
At times I forgot I was living with Amish people because they were really just people. The children squabbled
The clinic staff discusses the unique features of a GA1 patient’s MRI.
The Stoltzfus’ next-door neighbor plows his hay field with a team of mules.
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like any siblings, exhausted parents fell asleep during the three-hour church service, and I once overheard a teenage boy express his surprise with a choice expletive at being caught in a sudden rainstorm. But every now and then, something would remind me I was living in a different time and place— like the time nine-year-old Stephen asked what the Toyota emblem on my car meant. I told him it was the brand of car, like Honda or Ford. He stared at me blankly; I searched for a more meaningful answer.
“You know how the breed of your driving horse is a Standardbred? Well, the breed of my car is Toyota.”
Stephen’s eyes lit up and he nodded. “Oh, I get it!”
A common way of conceptualizing the Amish is to think of them as remnants of the past, unfortunate victims of some time warp that has trapped them in the eighteenth century. This is far from the truth. It may be paradoxical, but the Amish are fully modern people. They shop at Target, talk on telephones, use ATMs and wear transition lens glasses. Their kids even collect Silly Bandz. At the same time, the Amish sew their clothes in the style of their forefathers, live largely on the land, restrict telephone conversations to phone shanties, eschew birth control and drive up to the bank teller window with horse and buggy. They may not exhibit their modernity like we do, but they possess it nonetheless.
Nearly every “English” person I spoke to about my summer had heard of rumspringa (“running around”), the period beginning at age sixteen in which Amish youth are allowed to experience the world before deciding whether to be baptized into the Amish church or to abandon that life for the lure of technology, convenience and independence. In contrast to many books and documentaries that depict rumspringa youth dancing and drinking at house parties, racing sports cars and experimenting with drugs, the Amish teens I observed were extremely tame. Their wildest activities amounted to playing co-ed volleyball, courting future spouses (while saving the first kiss for marriage) and gathering on Sunday evenings to sing German hymns at a faster tempo than would be permitted at church. A few particularly rebellious teens might wear jeans, get a driver’s license or even have a beer, but at the end of their rumspringa years, ninety percent of youth join the Amish church.
I consider this experience to be my own reverse rumspringa of sorts. I gave up electric lights, air conditioning, skirts above the knee, television, the Internet and equal status to men. But in return I got something much greater— lifelong friends, a reminder to slow down sometimes and proof that medicine can be powerful yet personal. The Clinic for Special Children has incorporated genomic science seamlessly into small-scale primary care. The result of this combination is a special kind of medicine — one that heals and one to serve as a standard by which I will judge the experiences that await me on my journey to become a pediatric geneticist.
Natural sunlight casts soft shadows throughout the house. Photo by Rebecca Sunde.
THE OLD ORDER AMISH
Population: 250,000
Unofficial Capital: Lancaster, PA
Languages: Pennsylvania Dutch, English and German
Kiri Sunde is a senior from Holland, Mich., majoring in quantitative biology and mathematics. She traveled to Lancaster, Pa. with the Burch Fellowship.
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INDONESIA
Photo by Justin Loiseau
An economic recession and heavy
flooding have left many of Jakarta’s
plans for skyscrapers unfinished. Here,
a fisherman has turned an abandoned
lot into his personal urban fish farm.
ENGLAND
Photo by Justin Loiseau
Making their way back from a play
at the Globe Theatre, tourists stop
to enjoy the sights and sounds of
Millennium Village before thrusting
their way back into the city chaos on
the other side of the Thames.
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BY AUSTIN COOPER
My story can’t be separated from the night — from streetlamps and headlights, from makeup and heels, from tank tops and skinnies, and pubs and beer and bass and the silent sighs of relief that accompany the screeches of a red bus’ brakes. My story unfolds above the labyrinthine tunnels of the Tube, sometimes hours after they’ve been abandoned in the early morning for rest and repairs. My story is about the breaths and steps and nods and drops of sweat that fall in rhythm every Thursday after the sun has set; it’s about those people and their stories and thoughts and works: their sounds, their moves.
It’s about queues. The riddims you feel, even through the concrete, while you wait in London’s brisk, dim air for a burly man to check your wallet for drugs and your back pockets for knives, those riddims, they’re why you’re there. The warm pulse of bass and the crisp clattering of cymbals and snare, slipped between digital kicks and analog synths—you can feel it.
There are always dubplates spinning on Thursday in Shoreditch. Some faster, some slower, but they’re always moving— moving London to dance, moving London forward, moving London to think.
Dark, loud, small, it smells of sweat and booze. The girl in the denim cutoffs is eyeing three tall, blonde guys. They’ve cut the sides out of their white tees; pale ribs plainly lay beneath grey screen- printing. She’s pretty cute, if you can get past the suspenders. There’s a guy in the corner, right beneath the speaker, with dreads and a dark sweatshirt. He’s watching the discs spin, probably wondering if the acetate will hold up for another gig.
They’re an interesting contradiction, dubplates. They keep the scene moving forward, sure; you can play them less than a hundred times before they wear out. That’s pretty good insurance against hearing the same tune twice in a month. But they also keep it rooted in the past: going to a special shop in South London to get your tunes cut into soft, plasticky gel, when you could simply export as an mp3, makes little sense to most.
But maybe it’s best that London will remember its past, especially as it pertains to dubplates and Dubstep. It is the shady past of Imperialism; it’s the reason why Jamaica speaks English and why London cuts dubplates. It’s the reason why Dubstep exists in the first place—migration to the old colonial hub. That and slavery, of course.
The DJ booth is a peninsula that juts into the dance floor. Massive speakers hang like boulders to its right and its left; a matching pair hangs from the opposite wall, and smaller ones are interspersed throughout the ceiling. The space is oversaturated with speakers, oversaturated with sound.
There’s nothing quite like the way you feel when you step out of Plastic People. It’s soothing. Without the black cabs, the people, the lights, the darkness, the buses, it’d be too quiet; it’d be eerie.
But London’s nocturnal ambiance provides the perfect antidote to the inevitable tinnitus that comes after a night at Plastic People. Elated, confident, light on your feet, like the city’s gravity disappears with the sun… 1:00 is a great hour on Friday’s early morning.
It’s strolling back through Shoreditch’s windy streets that you realize how incredible what you just witnessed really is. It’s a city—a country, even—reconnecting the cultural fragments of it’s much maligned past with pride. This is our city; this is our sound; this is our identity.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<
Above Left: A blue haze covers the dance floor at XOYO in Shoreditch.
Above Right: Fantastic Mr. Fox’s Evelyn EP spins at Rough Trade Records on Portobello Road.
UNITED KINGDOM
Population: 62.7 million
Capital: London
Language: English
LONDON
of spaces and sonics
Austin Cooper is a sophomore from Cary, N.C., majoring in comparative literature. He traveled to London with the Summer Undergraduate Research Fellowship (SURF) from the Office of Undergraduate Research and the Taylor Fellowship from the Honors Program.
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Think you can’t afford an international experience? Think again.
Here are just some of the scholarships available at Carolina. Visit global.unc.edu for more information.
PROGRAM: Study Abroad Office
Scholarship Opportunities
DESCRIPTION: For students to participate in study abroad programs approved by the College of Arts & Sciences.
REQUIREMENTS: Full-time undergrad students accepted in a study abroad program. Specific requirements vary.
STIPEND: Varies
DEADLINE: Early February for summer/fall programs; mid September for spring programs.
MORE INFO: studyabroad.unc.edu
PROGRAM: Summer Undergraduate
Research Fellowships (SURF)
DESCRIPTION: For students to carry out research, mentored scholarship or creative performance projects during the summer.
REQUIREMENTS: Full-time undergrad students in good academic standing. Projects must last at least 9 weeks (min. 20 hrs/wk).
STIPEND: Minimum $3,000
DEADLINE: February 24
MORE INFO: www.unc.edu/depts/our/students/ fellowship_supp/surf.html
PROGRAM: Robert E. Bryan Social Innovation Fellowships
DESCRIPTION: For students who are interested in making a significant contribution locally, nationally or internationally through the creation of an entrepreneurial project that addresses a community issue or need.
REQUIREMENTS: Any returning, full-time undergraduate teams of at least four students at UNC are eligible to apply.
STIPEND: Up to $1500
DEADLINE: November 4
MORE INFO: www.unc.edu/apples/students/ fellowships/index.html
PROGRAM: Sonja Haynes Stone Center Undergraduate International Studies Fellowship
DESCRIPTION: For students pursuing academic research or study in an international setting.
REQUIREMENTS: Full-time second-term freshmen, sophomores and juniors who are U.S. citizens or permanent residents. Preference for students with financial need from underrepresented groups and for programs in areas of the African Diaspora.
STIPEND: Up to $2,500
DEADLINE: February 28
MORE INFO: http://sonjahaynesstonectr.unc. edu/programs/forms/uisf
PROGRAM: Honors Thesis Research Grants
DESCRIPTION: For students carrying out research for senior honors thesis projects.
REQUIREMENTS: Undergraduates performing research for senior honors thesis. Students apply directly to their departmental Honors advisor.
STIPEND: Minimum $500
DEADLINE: Varies by department
MORE INFO: honorscarolina.unc.edu/current- students/resources/honors-thesis-and-
undergraduate-research/honors-thesis-
research-grants
PROGRAM: Phillips Ambassadors Program
DESCRIPTION: For students participating in summer or semester study abroad programs in Asia that are approved by the College of Arts & Sciences.
REQUIREMENTS: Students accepted to a UNC study abroad program in Asia with min 3.0 GPA. 25% of scholarships awarded to qualified business majors/minors. Students going to China and India receive additional consideration.
STIPEND: Up to $7,500
DEADLINE: Early February for summer/fall programs; mid Sept. for spring programs.
MORE INFO: studyabroad.unc.edu/phillips
PROGRAM: CGI International Internship Awards
DESCRIPTION: For students who wish to implement a summer internationally focused internship.
REQUIREMENTS: Full-time undergraduate students returning to UNC. Graduate students pursing a master’s degree.
STIPEND: $500 - $3,000
DEADLINE: March 2
MORE INFO: cgi.unc.edu/awards/internship
PROGRAM: Carolina Undergraduate Health Fellowships
DESCRIPTION: For undergraduates to create a self-designed health-related project anywhere in the world.
REQUIREMENTS: Full-time returning undergrad students. Projects must have a health-related focus. Preference for students with financial need.
STIPEND: $1,000 - $3,000
DEADLINE: March 19
MORE INFO: cgi.unc.edu/funding/health-
fellowship.html
PROGRAM: Office of Global Health Funding Opportunities
DESCRIPTION: For undergraduates to pursue international/global health internships.
REQUIREMENTS: Varies
STIPEND: Varies
DEADLINE: Varies
MORE INFO: www.sph.unc.edu/globalhealth/ students/student_funding.html
PROGRAM: Burch Fellows Program
DESCRIPTION: For students with self-designed off-campus experiences pursuing a passionate interest.
REQUIREMENTS: Full-time undergrads who have completed at least 1 but not more than 6 semesters at UNC. Must have 2 semesters at UNC after the Burch experience.
STIPEND: Up to $6,000
DEADLINE: February 23
MORE INFO: www.burchfellows.unc.edu
PROGRAM: Class of 1938 Summer Study Abroad Fellowships
DESCRIPTION: For students who need support to pursue independent career or personal projects outside the U.S.
REQUIREMENTS: Sophomores, juniors or
seniors planning on 5th year of coursework. Must be a U.S. citizen.
STIPEND: $5,000
DEADLINE: February 20
MORE INFO: oisss.unc.edu/services_
programs/1938
PROGRAM: C.V. Starr International Scholarship
DESCRIPTION: For students who have strong financial need to undertake an independent internationally oriented experience during the summer.
REQUIREMENTS: Undergrad students eligible for Pell Grant with min 2.8 GPA; grad students who are NOT U.S. citizens or permanent residents and have demonstrated finanical need.
STIPEND: $3,000 - $5,000
DEADLINE: March 2
MORE INFO: cgi.unc.edu/awards/cv-starr
PROGRAM: Frances L. Phillips Travel Scholarship
DESCRIPTION: For students with
individual, self-designed/directed international travel experiences of 2 to 6 months.
REQUIREMENTS: Juniors/seniors in the College of Arts & Sciences with financial need. Must be a U.S. citizen and have attended high school in N.C.
STIPEND: Up to $9,000
DEADLINE: October 15
MORE INFO: www.unc.edu/depts/travel
PROGRAM: Mahatma Gandhi Fellowship
DESCRIPTION: For students to pursue
independent summer projects that benefit South Asians.
REQUIREMENTS: Full-time undergrad or grad students.
STIPEND: Up to $3,000
DEADLINE: March 1
MORE INFO: mgf.uncsangam.org
scholarships
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Above Left: This is a photo of the Tomb of the
Unknown Soldiers in Athens. Our Heritage
Greece group was given the privilege of placing
a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldiers;
this is a rare and highly regarded honor usually
bestowed only on foreign dignitaries.
Above Right: The Old Windmills are a lasting
symbol of Mykonos’ innovative past of
harnessing the wind for agricultural exports
hundreds of years ago.
Right: The Temple of Poseidon, constructed
c. 440 B.C, is situated atop a cliff with
breathtaking views. Lord Byron carved his
name into one of the columns on his visit to
the temple in 1810.
GREECE
Photos by Noel Giglio
This is a photo of “Little Venice”
in Mykonos, an island of Greece.
Mykonos is known for its distinctive
white stone buildings that rest on the
sea’s edge with balconies that literally
hang over the water.
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More Than Running Shorts
This is an excerpt from my blog this past summer in Guatemala, where I spent three months studying the perceptions of the mental health problem depression:
TUESDAY, JULY 12, 2011
I was leaving INEPAS* around 11 a.m. I went there to chat with Maria Antonieta and to get another book called Contexto Histórico Político de Guatemala y su Impacto en la Salud Mental that would serve as a resource for my research. As I was leaving I stopped to check out a local second-hand clothing store that was on a nearby corner. I decided I needed a new pair of running shorts. I ended up finding a good pair for about Q25 (about $3) and was about to head out when I had a revelation in all of two seconds.
I realized that my time in Quetzaltenango (locally known as Xela) was slowly but surely coming to an end. I have about four and a half weeks left and all my interviews have been organized either though INEPAS, my host family or friends. Maybe I should just take the initiative to ask people myself. So I did.
There was an 18-year-old working in the store as well as an older woman. I explained that I came from the United States, was doing some research for my thesis and was wondering if they could give me an interview. And they said yes! The 18-year-old told me that 5:30 p.m. would be that best time to come back — perfect.
I left my house about 5:15 p.m. and while walking there I started getting a little nervous because maybe they wouldn’t have time or the store would be closed or maybe they forgot (because that has happened). But I soon discovered that I would be pleasantly surprised.
As I entered the store, the 18-year-old seemed to be pretty preoccupied with a customer, and I was also informed that the woman had left. However, while I was waiting, a man came up to me, asking me if I wanted anything in particular. After explaining my purpose, I soon discovered that he was the store manager and owner. He seemed very interested in my research and my concern for Guatemala and, of course, was elated to discover that I was the son of una Guatemalteca. And just like that I ended up interviewing him.
It was such a nice and relaxing interview. Granted it was taking place in the middle of store with women’s underwear and rain jackets around us and with some kids running through the clothes racks — but it felt somewhat natural and organic. The owner gave me very honest responses.
Our conversation continued to bring out fascinating viewpoints and thinking back on that experience always makes me feel empowered. I remember just needing to
A surprising find in a Guatemalan market
BY BENJAMIN ROSADO
write how I felt in that moment because I was so proud of myself for taking the initiative to start up a random conversation and conduct a random interview in a foreign country.
Not only did it help affirm my own confidence in various ways, but I now realize that doing an independent research study requires us to be courageous at times. As a result we learn about our own limits and our own unexpected capabilities. I could not have been more grateful for the respondents that gave me an interview this summer and the courage that each of them demonstrated as we discussed mental health-related topics. We all have a story, and I have been lucky enough to hear 46 of them this summer in Guatemala.
*INEPAS (Instituto de Español y Participación en Ayuda Social / Institute of Spanish Language and Social Aid Programs) – a Guatemalan non-profit that greatly helped me with my research during my time in Xela.
At 3,828m in elevation on top of La Torre, the highest point of the Sierra de los Cuchumatanes (highest non-volcanic mountain range in Central America), I am looking down over the entire southwestern area of Guatemala and catching glances of Mexico between moving clouds.
GUATEMALA
Population: 13.8 million
Capital: Guatemala City
Language: Spanish
Benjamin Rosado is a senior from Wilmington, N.C., majoring in psychology and global studies. He traveled to Guatemala with the Class of 1938 Fellowship and the Summer Undergraduate Research Fellowship (SURF).
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TRAVELING
HEELS
The Study Abroad Office at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill provides opportunities for students to travel all across the world. The map shows the diverse travel experiences of students. This does not include international programs offered by other units.
MEXICOCUBATURKS AND CAICOSCOSTARICAECUADORPERUBRAZILCHILEARGENTINAUNITED STATESDENMARKNETHERLANDSUNITED KINGDOMFRANCESPAIN GERMANYSWEDENFINLANDCZECH REPUBLICAUSTRIAITALYGREECETURKEYJORDANMOROCCOTANZANIASOUTH AFRICASINGAPORETHAILANDTAIWANINDIACHINAKOREAJAPANRUSSIA 20317216161832550274647INDONESIA1131829255182541212ISRAEL1523841IRELAND1564BELGIUM26751484221455NORWAY2SWITZERLAND3SERBIA15CAMEROON1 SENEGAL3Over POLAND1For
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1,224 Students • 56 Countries
For Year Long 2011, Fall 2011, Spring 2011,
Summer 2011, Southern Hemisphere Year 2011
KENYA
REPUBLIC
TURKEY
JORDAN
TANZANIA
SINGAPORE
THAILAND
TAIWAN
INDIA
CHINA
KOREA
JAPAN
RUSSIA
AUSTRALIA
NEW ZEALAND
83
25
47
INDONESIA
1
25
5
12
ISRAEL
15
23
4
6
8
14
5
5
5
VIETNAM
12
UNC students travel all across the
globe. The numbers on the map reect participation in the Year Long 2011, Fall 2011, Spring 2011, Summer 2011 and Southern Hemisphere Year 2011 Study Abroad programs. Over 100 students30100 students1029 studentsFewer than 10 students
SOURCE: Mark Nielsen, Information Systems Director, Study Abroad Office
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Introspection: Chris Koller ‘12 at the Salisbury Cathedral in Salisbury, England. Photo by James Ding.