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The following is a post from 2012 Mosaic Fellowship recipient Brian Harley. Brian will soon be taking part in a two-week Cross-Cultural Solutions volunteer program in Morocco, where he will be working with a children’s charity. AUA wishes to thank the Semper Fi Fund for supporting Brian, a Marine Corps veteran, on his volunteer journey abroad. 

It’s my final week at home before my program in Rabat, Morocco and needless to say I am feeling excited, anxious, and a wide range of other emotions. I feel this wide range of emotions mainly because this program, for me, almost did not happen at all.

It started last year when I entered to be selected for the America’s Unofficial Ambassador grant from Creative Learning after seeing it on Cross Cultural Solutions’ Facebook page. Believe it or not I applied on a whim thinking I wouldn’t ever get selected yet after scrambling to get together the required materials for the application there I was in my home with the good news.

It took quite a while to get the remaining funds needed to do the program, but with a bit of determination and a lot of luck I was able to finally able to secure the funds about two weeks or so before my start date (April 13th, 2013). It’s been a roller coaster trying to get all the last minute things situated before departure. Roller coaster or not I welcome it because it wasn’t too long ago I was on the verge of not being able to go at all.

Needless to say I was in a bit of a slump from this point on but did not give up on my goal. I had to try just about everything someone who is fundraising would do to get the word out. Sometimes it worked, most times it did not. I was almost used to knowing what failure felt like at this point and it was not helpful. But I had a mission I had to and wanted to complete since my last big program with Cross Cultural Solutions in 2009 when I was in Salvador, Brasil. That was to continue to make an impact onto the lives of others. So I didn’t give up.

I was originally supposed to depart in December, but plans got delayed a few months and with a sympathetic ear I was able to make my case to some as to why they should aide in my cause. After several conversations it hit me that they were going to help me and I would be able to do something, one of the few things that give me a great sense of purpose, I enjoyed so much again.

A lot of things have run through my mind about this program; how would I react to it after having not done one in so long? What would it be like in Muslim country? Will I like the food?

I won’t be able to answer that until after I get there and will be something I might get into further in the next blog. What I can answer now is that I haven’t felt this way in quite some time. That feeling I speak of is that I am about to do something worthwhile, something that will have a meaningful impact on the lives of children, something that was worth the struggle for.

It wasn’t long ago my program was at risk of being cancelled due to not being sure if I would be able to raise the funds to purchase the ticket which had been the last major obstacle in my way, but with some hard work and a lot of luck I was able to overcome it. Not to say everything went smoothly, but the most important things are covered and I’ll be able to do one of the things in life I know I can do with much success, make children laugh.

 
By Brent Mullen

Brent Mullen is a 2012 AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient and a volunteer English teacher in Jordan. To find an amazing volunteer opportunity, search the AUA Directory of Recommended Organizations© today.

Brent Mullen recently returned from Jordan where he taught English through an organization that focuses on international education called GeoVisions. Upon his return, he gave a presentation at a non-profit group named Dream Center,  a place that assists at-risk youth and their families. He has shared  his experience with us so far:

The audience was great and the elementary kids were concerned more with trying on the robe and turban more than anything. The high school kids were really interested and asked lots of questions. 

He plans on giving more presentations in the upcoming weeks, one specifically to an audience of high school aged children at a center called Youth Resources. Below are some pictures of his recent presentation.

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Trying on turbans

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Writing in Arabic

The following is a guest post from AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient Adam Kruse.  Adam has returned from volunteering in Bangladesh through The Advocacy Project during the summer of 2012. To find an amazing volunteer opportunity, search the AUA Directory of Recommended Organizations© today.
 

 During my time as an Unofficial Ambassador, I met many great and influential people. I became friends with the local blacksmith, slum dwellers, rickshaw drivers, business owners, employees of the state, students,  and black market vendor’s, and the questionable types you try not to look at twice. The connections I made will stay with me for the rest of my life. I still have friends from Bangladesh who call and leave me text messages on my cellphone here in the states. Their friendship gave me an insight into the culture I could not have picked up without their help. I was reminded of the stories my grandmother tells me when my friends from Bangladesh would explain their values, motives, and religious beliefs. I was often envious of their faith, community, family, and the value they found in their everyday tasks.

Nonetheless, difficult encounters will arise, as I had riding on the ferry one day. There was a woman practically being beaten to death by her husband. This and other incidents made me think long and hard about how humans write the criteria for what makes something good or bad. Its hard to watch so many men stand and do nothing as you witness something you believe to be evil. I am not a religious person, and I don’t believe in good and evil but that night I felt it.  I learned how fear can motivate and immobilize men. I now have a stronger understanding of who I am and how I’ll react to a difficult situation like that in the future. My advice for anyone whom might find themselves in a similar situation: be easy on yourself, be understanding, and let yourself let go and grow.

When I returned home, I gave presentations on my time in Bangladesh. The questions people asked me depended on the audience. I presented for my local Rotary club and for some of the community members on two separate occasions. The members from the Rotary club asked questions regarding development, economy, politics, and Agriculture. The audience from the community were more focused on asking questions about the people and the culture. I had a few people approach me a couple of weeks after the presentation  who’d been thinking about what I presented on. It had an impact, in that people were thinking about a part of the world they never knew existed before I presented.

Over the course of my service, I learned to be patient, to be tolerant, and to have compassion. Something I carry with me from that experience wherever I go is gratitude for what I have. If I had to offer any advice I’d say be patient and question where your frustration is coming from. While moving ahead with my future plans, I’m looking into a number of career paths at this point. I’m considering going back to school to get a second degree in Civil Engineering. I’m also looking to use my Spanish and management skills to work with marginalized communities. The experience in Bangladesh opened my eyes to opportunities in the United States and I learned to value honesty, integrity, and hard work. I plan to use all of those values when pursuing my career.

For more information on Adam’s service in Bangladesh and his stories, visit  his blog on The Advocacy Project site!

Volunteer Abroad this Summer!

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AUA Summer Program Webinar Volunteer in Morocco, Zanzibar & Indonesia – Summer 2013

Volunteer with America’s Unofficial Ambassadors 2013 Summer Service programs! Unofficial Ambassadors will build better relations between America and the Muslim World by volunteering full-time with a school or grassroots organization in Morocco, Zanzibar or Indonesia over 5 -12 weeks.

In the process, volunteers will gain hands-on professional experience, learn local languages, and can earn academic credit from their university. In a special webinar on February 1, 2013, America’s Unofficial Ambassadors will offer an informational session on these upcoming summer programs and take questions on the 2013 Mosaic Scholarship, which offers partial funding to volunteers.

There is limited space available for this AUA event. Please RSVP to Stefanc@creativelearning.org [mailto:Stefanc@creativelearning.org] to receive instructions on how to access the webinar, which will be held from 12-12:30 pm EST.

The following is a post from AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient Anina Tweed.  Anina has spent the last several months volunteering in Bangladesh. To find an amazing volunteer opportunity, search the AUA Directory of Recommended Organizations© today.

Recently, on a trip to visit a local Bengali NGO with a group of students, I realized that perhaps all the empowerment we are working towards at AUW comes with consequences.

As we drove back to the university, one of our whip-smart Bengali students waxed on with a smile about how she was changing gender dynamics in her family. She stated that her dad used to boss her mother around and not really listen to her mother’s requests. Now, she proclaimed, she comes to her mother’s aid and forces her dad to take her mother seriously. She says her favorite tactic is a variation on the guilt-trip: “I tell him, how can I be studying about all of the discrimination and oppression that women face and I can’t even do anything for my own mother?” I’m fairly certain her father rues the day he sent his daughter to get “empowered” at AUW. Her headstrong attitude carries over into her marriage (she had to fight her family to have a love marriage at the age of 17). Her husband now openly admits that while he is the boss in the office at work, she is the boss at home – no small feat in a society where gender roles are still firmly patriarchal.

All of this left a smile on my face, It was real evidence that what we are working to achieve at AUW is actually having an impact on family structures and cultural conceptions of women’s roles in Bangladesh. Now, this student will have an impact on her parents, on her husband, and on her future children. My smile, however, only lasted until one of the Afghani students in the van shook her head with an uncertain smile and said, “I am so afraid for my future.” I was shocked. What did she mean? She went on to say, “We come to AUW and we learn all of these new ideas. We feel empowered and we discover the way things should be and can be. But when I go home, my society will not have changed. I will have changed and maybe my family will change, but my society will not accept me. The rest of my life will be a constant struggle.” Unfortunately, not all of our students have an equal opportunity to apply what they have learned at AUW. It is sadly true that the girls from Afghanistan and Pakistan will return to a society in which their new views on gender equality and women’s empowerment not only make them outcasts, but have the potential to put them in real danger. For them, ignorance may be bliss as their new knowledge will mean viewing their society in a new and completely problematic way. We tell them that they can become parliamentarians, that they can revolutionize society, but the reality is that many women who tried to do so in Afghanistan before them are now dead. Their lives may be constant struggle from now on or else a disappointment, as they have to compromise their new beliefs; are we setting them up for failure by giving them goals that are far too lofty? To what extent can I feel ok encouraging them to either martyr themselves for the cause of all women or to pursue a women’s revolution that may never be achieved in their lifetimes?

Today, in a meeting for a tutorial I’m teaching on conflict analysis, I was again reminded of the potential for harm that stems from our own encouragement. One of my Bengali-Hindu students has chosen to write an analysis of Hindu-Muslim tension in Bangladesh, a conflict that personally affects her as part of the minority of Hindus in Bangladesh. Despite violent attacks from Muslim extremist groups against her community, this student asserted that she did not believe that any religion was inherently violent. She stated that she did not want to blame anyone or cause more conflict, only to show how and why these tensions came to be and to find solutions to them. She wrote in her paper that certain leaders, political entrepreneurs with extremist leanings, were motivating violence using violent interpretations of the Quran. In my tutor mode I seized on this bit and said, “Great! Why don’t you do some more research and look into who these leaders are specifically and how they are using this influence to further the conflict?” Bad. Move. My student quickly showed me my error. “But Mam, I can’t do this. If I were to name specific leaders and figures in my paper, and eventually publish it, I would be targeted. I would be in danger. I want to write this, but my mother is very worried for me. I promised her I wouldn’t write things like this.” It took a moment for the full weight of what my student was saying to sink in. How short my memory was, hadn’t I just worked with a student last week on a paper about Taslima Nasrin, an infamous Bengali author who spoke out against Islamic extremism in Bangladesh and eventually had to flee due to the intense backlash and death threats against her? Bangladesh is not yet the bastion of free speech and political security that we hope it will one day become and that means that we also can not fully encourage our students to run around professing radical views that may endanger them, if only in their future job search and career.

As an American student who attended the notoriously liberal, political, critical and outspoken “hippy” university of UC Berkeley, I have never once had to censor myself or consider the consequences of my research, writing or views on my own safety and future. But many of our students do. This realization has led me to a bit of a crisis in my teaching career here; what do we expect to happen to our students once they leave the happy, strongly American-influenced bubble that is AUW? Especially when it is not at all reflective of Bangladesh or of many of their home countries? Many of our students experience a personal, political and academic awakening here, and we revel in watching them grow and develop. But as we prepare to graduate our first class of seniors, what kind of future do we see for them? In what way are we preparing them to go forth and seek change in their communities?

In discussing this crisis with Jamie, our assistant writing center director and a seasoned AUW veteran, I gained some perspective. She too, has been dealing with this very question but has been able to craft a more productive solution. She stated that while she sometimes feels that we are just “raising lambs for slaughter,” she believes that here is a more realistic way to shape our student’s expectations. Jamie speculated that rather than instilling in each girl a sense that they must become the political revolutionaries and leaders of their countries or else have somehow failed, we should instead be relaying more achievable goals. We should be emphasizing that perhaps all they will be able to do is change their own families, and that this is equally worthy goal. We should be preparing them for the reality that not everything will change instantly for all women in their home countries, but that they can seek small and incremental change in their own communities. In short, we should be preparing them to be grassroots leaders that see any small influence as being enough. And hopefully in the end, all of their small efforts will combine to eventually have a more widespread impact so that one day their daughters can freely profess whatever “radical” views they see fit.

The following photos were taken by AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient Rani Robelus. Rani is spending a year serving as an English teacher and a video tutor at a school in Yogyakarta, Indonesia through VIA. To find an amazing volunteer opportunity, search the AUA Directory of Recommended Organizations© today.
Once a month, Rani writes, the school takes a field trip out to a remote village to distribute food. These photos are from the village of Gunung Kidul during their most recent trip. Thanks, Rani!

The following is a guest post from AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient Brent Mullen.  Brent recently arrived in Jordan to teach English through Geovisions. To find an amazing volunteer opportunity like this one, search the AUA Directory of Recommended Organizations© today.

After a long flight, which included three connector flights before I even left the United States, I was greeted at Queen Ali International Airport by my host family and a taxi cab driver.

As the taxi cab left the airport and navigated the streets of Amman, the sights brought back good memories of the Middle East: the familiar tan, dusty landscape, people hanging out in the streets, and cars honking everywhere and driving seemingly without rules. The taxi cab ride through the city was like a roller
coaster.

All of these things brought a smile to my face and I thought: it feels good to be back!

At my host family’s house, I was introduced to a traditional Jordanian dish, mansaf, which is lamb in a sauce of fermented dried yogurt with rice. Middle Eastern food is one of the many reasons I have been excited about coming to Jordan. Since arriving, I have learned the importance of this national dish. While we sat around the dinner table, I quickly learned that my comprehension of conversational Arabic language is, to say the least, in the beginning stages. On the other hand, I discovered my host family’s English is at about the same level as my Arabic. The challenge is welcome though because I came here to improve my Arabic, and there is no better way to improve than by having to speak it and listen to it all the time!

I have now been in Jordan for almost a week, and it has been a busy one. My house is near the main street of the neighborhood, and walking down the street lined by little shops is like walking through a bustling string of classrooms. Jordanians always stop to talk to me and are curious about where I am from. Through these interactions we each learn new words and how to use them in conversation. On multiple occasions, these meet-and-greets have turned into an hour-long conversation over a “sandweesh” falafel and a Pepsi. Jordanians are curious about my homeland, and I am excited to tell them about where I’m from.

A common topic of interest is the presidential race currently going on in America. The question I’m most often asked is “Who is good, Romney or Obama?”As for me, I am curious about their lives and have heard some interesting stories that are helping me understand Jordanian culture and way of life. The best phrase in any conversation – and I hear it often – is “Jordan welcomes you, my friend,” which is always followed by a hearty handshake.

The following is a post from AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient Anina Tweed.  Anina is currently volunteering in Bangladesh during the summer of 2012. To find an amazing volunteer opportunity, search the AUA Directory of Recommended Organizations© today.

Sometimes the biggest challenge of a tutoring session is to put my own beliefs and cultural perspectives aside in order to help a student develop and support an argument that I may not necessarily agree with. Recently, a flood of students have come into the writing center for help with a paper on censorship. The prompt presents a hypothetical situation in which a student published a piece claiming that Bangladesh should still be a part of Pakistan in the student newsletter. The prompt then asks the students whether the university should censor this student, why or why not?
My particular student was a Bengali girl who believed strongly that the student should be censored because her words could be so inflammatory that they would provoke violence, thus disrupting the learning environment. As I read through her paper, her evidence and examples began to equate the student voicing her political views to cases of hate speech and fighting words in the US. I began to feel uncomfortable. To most Americans, racist remarks and direct attacks are often unacceptable. But these instances of libel and defamation are considered to be an offense separate from voicing one’s political views. To us, every person has a right to voice their political view without censorship, it is not seen as a personal attack. Indeed, any person that would violently attack an individual because of their offbeat or unpopular political views is seen as in the wrong, not the other way around.

As I tried to play devil’s advocate and explain these differences to my student, we had an interesting debate. I tried to articulate my thoughts;”but can you see how hate speech might be different than voicing a political view? Hate speech attacks someone personally an account of their race, religion, gender or sexual orientation whereas a person’s political views may not affect you or attack you directly.” Her response stunned me: “But ma’am, the independence of Bangladesh is personal. My family and people fought so hard for this country and gave so much up. We shed so much blood. To live under Pakistan would mean living under another political system and governance, it would mean having to speak their language and follow their laws. It would be personal. This is my identity.” I was stunned. She was right. To Bengals, whose intense and bloody fight for independence is still so fresh in their memories, the politics is personal. There is nothing more personal to them than their independence, country and national identity. And nothing that could be more offensive than attacking or denying that right that they have earned.

This realization in cultural differences in the way we define our identity and, therefore, in what we see as worthy of censorship or violence is particularly relevant in the context of the recent reactions to an anti-Islamic film posted on Youtube. This film, as I’m sure you’ve heard, depicted the Prophet Muhammad in an offensive way and has ignited violence and protest in Muslim countries around the world. Bangladesh has blocked Youtube in an effort to censor the volatile video and called upon the US government to apologize and remove the video. Many protests involving the burning of an effigy of Obama have occurred in Dhaka, the capitol city. My initial reaction to the protests was one of anger. Why would these protestors attack America and its diplomats and leaders when they weren’t even the ones to make the movie? While I still feel that violence is not a proper response and that the reaction to the film has been disproportionate and unproductive, I now realize that we as Americans have no real framework from which to really understand the protests.

In America, we compartmentalize our many identities. We can separate our religious, political, ethnic, national and gender identities and we can conceive of them in any imaginable combination. As a result, we don’t take any one of them quite as personally, or at least, we don’t believe that an attack against our religion as a whole is an attack against us personally. We, above all, do not react violently and do not believe it is our place to censor the opinions of others (for the most part…or at least in theory). We especially do not believe that the government has any right to step in when it comes to people’s personal views. Our freedom of speech is prized above all and we realize that this includes having to tolerate some pretty ugly/offensive opinions. However in many Muslim countries such as Bangladesh, religious identities are definitive. Just as this student described how seminal her national identity as a Bengali was, many people consider their religious identities to be inextricably tied to who they are as a person. They do not see an attack on their religion as separate from an attack on them. Religion is such an important part of their lives, it is who they are and it strikes at their core. Because of this, violent reactions to protect one’s faith and one’s identity are not seen as over the top or displaced forms of anger. It is absolutely the government’s responsibility to keep the peace by restricting speech that may offend these core beliefs. Free speech is not valued enough to allow for a plurality of opinions if such opinions will disrespect the majority’s religious beliefs and national identity. In the view of the many Muslim protestors, it is the responsibility of the state to censor such views, and therefore America is to blame for not pursuing efforts to block the video and punish the creators. Just as our belief in free speech prohibits us from understanding why the protestors’ actions target America, so too does their belief in the government’s responsibility to keep the peace and censor unpopular views prohibit them from understanding why America wouldn’t do so.

I’m not saying I now believe that the violence as a reaction to this video is justified or that limiting free speech is right. In the past couple of days, a rash of violence broke out in the southern Chittagong/Cox’s Bazaar district against the Buddhist population because an offensive picture of the Prophet posted on Facebook – linked to a young Buddhist man. Angry Muslim citizens burned down Buddhist owned businesses and Buddhist families’ houses in a violent effort to “protect” their religion and the image of the Prophet. This over-generalization, homogenization and “othering” of an entire population based on the actions of a few is never justified and never right. Protestors can not attack all Americans because a few decided to publish material offensive to their religion. The flip side of this, however, is that we as Americans must also remember not to attack, ridicule, hate or dismiss as inherently violent, all Muslims based on the actions of those who have decided to protest violently. I may still not agree with the reactions to the film, but I most certainly understand better where the protestors are coming from, and understand how their cultural frame of reference differs from mine. How we define ourselves and what we deem as worthy of censorship and when, is based on very different cultural understandings of citizenship, religion, free speech and nationality. We must allow these definitions to be different, and we must find ways to let them exist together without violence.

AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient Heather Saenz is spending a year in Oman, working with Omani youth through AMIDEAST and AIESEC. Heather’s work with an English language learning program was the subject of an article this month from the Omani News Agency. Representatives from the U.S. embassy, as well as the Omani Education Ministry were on hand for the launch of the 2012 program, which will provide language instruction to 320 students from various schools in Oman. Here are some pics from the event. 

The following is a post from AUA contributing blogger Mawish Raza. Mawish is a documentary film-maker and long-time human rights activist who is now supporting AUA as a Communications Intern. Her film “Baltimore, We Love You” is now screening on college campuses.

For most of us, the holidays are a time for people to gather and for families to reconnect. But instead of spending the holidays in a familiar place with people he knows, AUA Mosaic Fellowship recipient Brian Harley is hoping to travel abroad to Morocco and spend four weeks volunteering with a children’s charity.

Brian’s story was profiled this week in The Gazette, in Maryland. Brian plans to travel to Rabat to work with Cross-Cultural Solutions as part of a caregiving program helping poor, sick and often orphaned children.

In order to volunteer, Brian needs your help to raise the remainder of the funds that he needs for his journey. Click here to donate or email Brian Harley directly at volunteerforgood(at)gmail.com for more information.

Brian first took an interest in humanitarian work when he volunteered in Salvador, Brazil in 2009. Before then, Brian’s only experience abroad had been while serving as a Marine in Iraq. Brian says military service instilled him with values like honor, courage and commitment; values that became an important part of his life.

“While I may not be on active duty any longer: once a Marine, always a Marine,” Harley said recently about his plans. “As a Marine I feel it is my duty to continue serving and this is a cause I’ve picked for myself to champion.”

In Salvador, Brian worked with Cross-Cultural Solutions as a caregiver to children with Missionaries of Charity, an organization founded by Mother Teresa. In spite of the language barrier, he recounted his trip as an enlightening experience that allowed him to explore Brazilian culture. Of his most memorable moments, Brian recalled the excitement and appreciation the kids showed as they welcomed him.

His trip to Salvador inspired him to continue volunteering and working to create positive relationships with communities abroad. Brian was enlightened by the perspective he gained through his interactions with the people of Brazil and AUA looks forward to seeing his work as a citizen diplomat continue.

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