With great privilege
Privilege can isolate us from our responsibilities.
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Privilege can isolate us from our responsibilities.
At the Council of the Princeton University Community meeting on Monday, University President Christopher Eisgruber ’83led a conversation on the measures that the University can take to curb the racism experienced by students of color on a daily basis. Several students challenged Eisgruber to make a statement on the set of student proposals, which include required cultural competency training for all faculty; additional distribution requirements on identity and diversity; and conversion of African American Studies, African Studies, Latino Studies and Latin American Studies into majors. Eisgruber’s main response was that such measures should not pass without a decision made by the faculty. He was concerned that these might impinge on the faculty’s right to academic freedom, a key consideration given our University’s emphasis on intellectual thought.
After letting the first few weeks of the semester slip by from procrastination, I realized that I had to work more efficiently. I camped out in the library. I began power walking to classes. I reduced dinner to 15 minutes of shoveling food in my mouth.
“There’s a certain type of brain that’s easily disabled. If you show it an interesting problem, it involuntarily drops everything else to work on it" — xkcd, the popular web comic.
My first few weeks in college were exciting but unstable. Between meeting people of completely different backgrounds, checking my conduct in new social situations (never required in laid-back California) and carving out a new community for myself, I missed the sense of stability from home. Though learning to navigate a new social landscape was an important growing experience, I needed routine. I needed purpose. I needed a place where I could be my most primitive, honest self.
Coming into Princeton, I knew I wanted to get involved with community service. At the Activities Fair, I spent most of my time under the Pace Center for Civic Engagement tent. Every table seemed to advertise tutoring opportunities, but few required experience. Representatives from several of the groups told me that the Pace Center is planning on holding more training workshops for tutors this year. The introduction of more, and potentially different, tutor training raises the question: What is good tutoring?