Reflection on my Educational Reflection

j.nahig's picture

When writing my reflection on my education, I became aware of just how much influence my parents have had on me. I have always been aware of the amount of privilege I have, but I hadn’t realize that not all of it came from my education. I came to Bryn Mawr as a product of a series of private schools, all of which offered me the scholarly education I possess today. After I thought about my overall education however, I began to realize that while my school had taught me book smarts that will help me succeed in my future education, my parents were the ones who had inspired and encouraged me to learn. They had taught me things that can’t be found in classroom curriculums, such as the value of friendship and the importance of perseverance. I had many teachers who inspired me, but my parents were the people who nurtured my interests by having discussions around the dinner table and assisting in pointing me in directions where I could pursue my interests. In addition, I was fortunate enough that when I had a question my parents were not only around, but able to answer it. They even had a hand in my school education, considering that they were able to pay for it. After having realized the importance of my parents’ attention to and involvement in my education, I am even more aware of just how lucky I have been in my educational experience and which of my surroundings has assisted me in gaining the education I have today.

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S. Yaeger's picture

Jess, I been trying to figure

Jess, I been trying to figure out how to address this since we left class yesterday.  I truly hope that, by saying that the women in Lutrell's piece would mock Thompkins, I didn't give you the impression that I think that you are mock-able in the same way, or that I think that your privelege makes you unable to function in the world at large, or that you're in danger of not becoming a fully formed person. or any of those things.  In fact, one of the things that I am learning is that privelege does not always mean being stuck up, out of touch, naive, or lacking in common sense. 

I am learning this largely through my interaction with you and the other students in our e-sem.  I came into this experience having been warned by a few other McBrides that my status as "other", as working class, as older, as non traditional, etc., would cause the traditional students to view me as undesirable, as flawed, as something to be pittied.  This has absolutely not been my experience so far.  In fact, I have gone back to the McBride lounge after every class full of excitement over the fact that nearly every single traditional student I have encountered has been open to me, wlecoming me and treating me like an equal.  You've certainly been a huge part of that, and that is just one of the things that makes you different from the self that Thompkins presents in the selection that we read.  

Also, to be clear, the women in Lutrell's piece (at least the ones from Fishtown) would mock me too.  I know this, because they actually have.  One of the ugly, insulating truths of working class Philly is that any gains that one makes toward financial or educational growth is automatically seen as suspicious and worthy of scorn. 

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