UNDERGRADUATE RESEARCH BLOGS
The Office of Undergraduate Research sponsors a number of grant programs, including the Circumnavigator Club Foundation’s Around-the-World Study Grant and the Undergraduate Research Grant. Some of the students on these grants end up traveling and having a variety of amazing experiences. We wanted to give some of them the opportunity to share these experiences with the broader public. It is our hope that this opportunity to blog will deepen the experiences for these students by giving them a forum for reflection; we also hope these blogs can help open the eyes of others to those reflections/experiences as well. Through these blogs, perhaps we all can enjoy the ride as much as they will.
EXPLORE THE BLOGS
- Linguistic Sketchbook
- Birth Control Bans to Contraceptive Care
- A Global Song: Chris LaMountain’s Circumnavigator’s Blog
- Alex Robins’ 2006 Circumnavigator’s Blog
- American Sexual Assault in a Global Context
- Beyond Pro-GMO and Anti-GMO
- Chris Ahern’s 2007 Circumnavigator’s Blog
- Digital Citizen
- From Local Farms to Urban Tables
- Harris Sockel’s Circumnavigator’s Blog 2008
- Kimani Isaac: Adventures Abroad and At Home
- Sarah Rose Graber’s 2004 Circumnavigator’s Blog
- The El Sistema Expedition
- The World is a Book: A Page in Rwand
Trinbago
What does it mean to study multiculturalism? What did I do in Trinidad? In trying to understand a country you can look at census data and see the numbers aligning with each ethnic group and the distribution across the country, average SES and education levels. But I felt that numbers alone did not tell me quite enough. Who decides to put what on a census form when you are so multicultural? What meaning does self reported ethnicity have to the people that differs from how it is used by institutions? At what point does it no longer matter? Our world is only getting more mixed, maybe Trinidad can show us where we are headed.
After 6 weeks of research in Trinidad, a measly amount of time, but a good start, race still matters. Interviewing university students and asking about their home towns, secondary schools, hobbies, siblings, parents, families and friends, I made a lot of new friends, and learned what it is like to create an identity in a mixed race country. So many cultures are mixed up together in Trinidad that everyone celebrates every holiday and festival that comes through regardless of skin color, religion, or family heritage. Still, even the most mixed people are still expected to identify within some racial boundaries.
Of the people I interviewed, some refrained from stating their ethnicity in most situations. Others chose one race out of their mix to be more dominant, and others chose to simply state they were mixed without further elaboration. Most people were proud and grateful to be mixed and to be a part of so many different cultures. They felt it gave them an advantage of being more open minded and understanding of differences, as well as more progressive. Others wished people would stop projecting labels onto them and giving them so much attention for their curly hair, fair skin, or light eyes – rare features outside of the mixed population in Trinidad.
In Trinidad I met a lot of people like me – the racially ambiguous kind. People who don’t put much value on their racial or ethnic background but receive a lot of attention from others about it. We aren’t fond of labels and the ones used on us differ day to day and person to person. But we have the privilege of discrediting racial stereotypes and segregated spaces. Trinidad is more mixed, and many of its people are more open minded about new cultures and beliefs while others actively work to preserve their own culture. Some members of younger generations here want to see race diminish entirely as a way of thinking about other people and have begun to do so in their own lives. I only hope this trend continues.
Harvesting Begins!
On Monday (7/20) about 100 plants were taken out of their cone-tainers and harvested to collect data. Most of the plants ready were the Rudbeckia Hirta, or Black-Eyed Susan. Only some of the Andropogon Gerardii (Big Bluestem), Zizia Aurea (Gold Alexander), and Allium Cernuum (Nodding Onion) were ready to be harvested. After the 35 day growing period the seedlings need to be taken out of the cone-tainers. The Rudbeckia Hirta plants had developed extensive root systems even in this short time and proved to be the most difficult plants to clean because they held on to a lot of the dirt from the cone-tainer. The rest of the species had not grow as expansive of a root system, but were still attached to the dirt they had grown in. Dirt cannot stay on the plants because of the resulting error in mass readings. Therefore, the dirt had to be brushed off of the roots delicately with toothbrushes, or gently massaged off under trickling water with fingers. After cleaning, the vegetative height and root length for each plant were measured with a metric ruler in centimeters, for the Allium Cernuum the small onion mass that had started forming was given a separate measurement. Then, using a scissors, a leaf was snipped off of each plant – including the petiole. Each leaf sample was then weighed and scanned. After the scan, the leaf and the rest of the plant were put in a folded sheet of paper with stapled sides. After all the plants were in these paper envelopes they were put in the Herbarium dryer and will be there for 3 days. On Thursday we will take another look at these samples to take some more measurements.
Taiwan, July 22
This morning, my grandma, her cousin, her cousin’s husband (the retired principal who I previously interviewed) and their grandson drove to Guanyin visit some relatives and old houses.
Our first stop was my grandma’s grandfather’s old home (so my great-great-grandfather’s home). He was a doctor and quite well-off, and his family lived in a type of house called si-he-yuan, a house with a courtyard surrounded by buildings on four sides, also called a quadrangle. Although the houses we visited had buildings on three sides.
As we drove in, we were greeted by large dogs running around and barking. My grandma’s cousin’s family lives there, and they have the dogs to protect the house. They were quite fierce, and I counted six of them. There were three at the front (pictured below), and there was another one right in front of the house (pictured above, resting in the shade)
The center room is a shrine for the ancestors, and there were large portraits of my great-great-grandparents. If you look closely at my great-great-grandfather’s portrait, he had long fingernails. Chinese doctors back then grew long fingernails so when they are measuring their patients’ pulse, their nails steady their hands.
The doors also had pictures of gods on them. These are door gods, and they are supposed to protect the house.
My grandma showed me around the house, and she talked about how as a kid she used to play in the courtyard, and about how people cooked back then.
Next we visited a relative of my grandma’s cousin (the one who we were traveling with). He is skilled in Hakka weaving. When we got there, there were a few people weaving baskets.
He owns many old Hakka artifacts, such as baskets, cages for holding ducks and chickens, cages for catching shrimp and lobsters, tea kettle warmers, etc. The middle picture is the tea kettle warmer, and it is lined with traditional Hakka floral fabric.
He has participated in a Hakka arts festival and showed us a hut with woven objects inside.
He also had a couple garages filled with old Hakka objects, including a millstone to grind rice and a thresher for harvested grains.
For lunch, we went to a nearby restaurant and ate Hakka foods like bantiao (soup with wide rice noodles) and duck with a sauce that is a mixture of soy sauce and orange flavor.
The restaurant is right next to a Buddhist temple that my grandma’s family used to live right next to. The temple has been around for probably 100 years, although it probably got renovated at some point. My grandma said that when she was little, her mother took her and her siblings to the temple to look at a picture of Hell. It depicted souls getting punished for bad things they did in their lives, such as liars getting their tongues cut off. My grandma said it scared her and her siblings from doing bad things. Unfortunately, the picture is no longer there. The temple was beautiful though.
We also stopped by to look at a lighthouse and the coast, which had a lot of wind turbines nearby.
Finally, we went to Mr. Zhang’s old home. It was also a quadrangle. Mr. Zhang and his wife go there every week to sweep the house and to burn incense for their ancestors. Their house was not as big as my great-great-grandfather’s house, but it was quite organized. They have family photos on the walls with labels next to them about who the people in the photos were, and the old Hakka artifacts are also labeled. Since they grew up in the Japanese occupation era, they also had some old newspapers from World War II.
They showed us around their house and told us about the artifacts, including old wardrobes that belonged to their parents, wine vessels, dishes and more. After they paid respects to their ancestors, we went home.
In the evening, I interviewed two students. Fortunately, they live really nearby, so we met at a tea shop called Lattea that is a two-minute walk from where my grandma lives. Unfortunately, the music was quite loud in there, so we moved to the park across the street to do the interview. They are both half Hakka and don’t know the language well, but they learned Hakka in elementary school because now elementary schools have mother tongue education. However, they said what they learned was not helpful because it just taught the Hakka language from a book and did not teach practical phrases.
Afterwards, I went on a walk with my grandma.
And that’s my day. I definitely learned much today about my family history and Hakka culture from long ago. It’s amazing to see people so dedicated to preserving family history and culture.
Taiwan, July 21
Today it was 102.2 degrees outside. I kid you not. Sometimes it feels like it’s too hot to do anything.
Anyway, I’ve had a good last three days.
July 19 – I went to Taipei to meet up with my cousins. They are my dad’s uncle’s grandnieces and grandnephew. I had lunch with them and their mom. I haven’t seen them in eight years, so it was great to see them. Afterwards, Chiaen and Gina (the grandnieces), as well as Chiaen’s boyfriend, took me to a mall where we walked around. In the evening we went to Shilin Night Market, the biggest night market in Taiwan. We browsed stationery stores and tried various types of foods, such as flavored fish balls, egg-shaped cakes, chilled noodles and oyster egg pancakes.
July 20 – I didn’t have anything planned, so I stayed home and worked on contacting potential interviewees, writing follow up emails and other things I needed to do. Something I realized is, answering messages and emails take up a lot of time. I didn’t do any transcriptions, but I realized that it’s probably unnecessary to transcribe every interview. I took notes and recorded every interview, so what I’ll do when I work on my article is look through my notes, and if there’s anything important to transcribe, I’ll go back to that recording and just transcribe the parts I need.
In the evening, I went on a walk with my grandma, and during the walk, we bought some mangoes from some Buddhists, including a Buddhist nun. They were raising money to help support people who were previously incarcerated and who may have trouble finding a job.
July 21 – Today I traveled to Tamsui for an interview. I first had to take the train to Taipei, and from there, I took the MRT to Tamsui, a sea-side district in New Taipei City. The MRT is fast, as it is powered by electromagnetism. It’s definitely way faster, way cleaner, way more reliable and way more efficient than Chicago’s el.
When I got to the Tamsui station, I met up with my friend Didi. The person I was interviewing is Didi’s friend, so we took a bus to her house. I interviewed her friend, who has a 1-year-old baby, and she identifies as Hakka and knows how to speak it, and she hopes to teach it to her child.
After the interview, we went back to the Tamsui station. Didi had to go back to Taipei. I walked along the old streets and the sea, and I ate some snacks like fried mushrooms and fish balls. Also, like I said, it was over 100 degrees, so I drank iced winter melon tea and a large cup of a fairy grass jelly beverage. I would’ve loved to stay longer and explore, but it was too hot. Still, it was definitely fun to walk along the port!
Taiwan, July 18
July 14 – I went to Hsinchu to interview two professors at National Chiao Tung University.
First I interviewed the dean, Professor Wei-An Chang. Professor Chang helped me a lot while I was writing my research proposal, and he gave me a lot of information about Hakka cultural preservation today, the trend of the declining language and culture, where to find statistics on this, and about the College of Hakka Studies at NCTU and how he hopes to promote more education about Hakkas. Then I had lunch with him, a researcher and the other professor I was going to interview, Professor Ya-Chung Chuang, who specializes in anthropology, urban studies and sociology. It was great opportunity to be able to talk to them about their research. After lunch, I interviewed Professor Chuang, who focused on social movements.
Afterwards, I met up with Len-Hou, the son of a friend of my mom’s. He is a master’s student at NCTU, so he showed me around the main campus (the College of Hakka Studies is not on the main campus). Finally, I took the bus and train home.
July 15 – I didn’t have to leave Zhongli this day. In the morning, I interviewed a Hakka student who I met at National Central University last week. He is a graduate student at NCU’s College of Hakka Studies. He is currently doing comparative research in Hakka and Christian cultural preservation, and he is very interested in the Hakka culture and actively involved in various Hakka activities and events. We also talked about his research and why he was interested.
In the afternoon, I interviewed another student, the same one who I interviewed on Monday who is actively involved in Hakka Facebook groups. Both the interviews I did that day were pretty long, as they were with students who were especially interested in Hakka cultural preservation.
July 16 – I took the train to Taipei to interview two students. First I met up with a student at a coffee shop near National Taiwan University. I had a lot of time until my following interview, so I walked around the National Taiwan University campus. It’s a large campus and very beautiful, with a long wide road with arching palm trees on each side. In the late afternoon, I interviewed another student. I met up with him at the Taipei Main Station, and then after the interview, we had dinner together.
July 17 – So I actually didn’t have anything planned for the day, so I met up with Yang-Yang, my grandma’s friend’s son. We went to Houtou and Jiufen together. Houtou is now known as a cat village. It used to be a mining village, but now it’s pretty much full of cats, and because of this, it’s a tourist destination. There are signs everywhere of cute cartoon cats, and everywhere there are cats lying around.
Afterwards, we went to Jiufen Old Streets, which was in the mountains and has narrow streets and stair steps. There were outdoor vendors and lanterns hanging everywhere. We tried many foods like dou-hua (kind of like a cold sweet tofu soup), baked mushrooms, sausages and a peanut and ice cream crepe. Also, apparently, “Spirited Away” was based off of this place.
We also went to a Taoist temple.
July 18 – This morning, I went grocery shopping with my grandma. We went to an outdoor market, where people sold fresh fruits and vegetables from stands. In addition to vegetables and bamboo shoots, we bought some fish. The fish were still alive and flopping on the display stands, and if you want to buy a fish, the vendor will kill it for you. It’s weird watching the fish flop around and jump up and down, but it is true that it tastes better when it’s fresh (we ate fish later that day).
In the afternoon, I went to Taipei to interview two girls. Both were students who took classes at National Taiwan University hospital, so we met up there (at different times for separate interviews). So fortunately I didn’t need to travel anywhere in between the interviews.
Now I’m caught up! Tomorrow I’m meeting up with my cousins, and I have some more interviews and transcribing and research next week!
Cast of Characters: Part 2/?
Time for Part 2 of “Cast of Characters!”
Henrique and Clara (Brazil)
On the day of the half marathon, I returned to the hostel and began eating copious amounts of the free bread, ham and cheese they provided as breakfast. I was generally only focused on replenishing my nutrients after a long run; however, I looked up and was surprised to see two other sweaty, ravenous people that had clearly also run the half marathon.
I stood up, approached and attempted to start a conversation using my limited Portuguese. I was able to say “Hello, how was the run? I ran too.” The two were a brother and sister from the Brazilian country side, Henrique and Clara. Fortunately, Henrique understood (and spoke a bit of Spanish) and Clara was great at Spanish, so we switched languages. Clara had run the half marathon in a pair- her and her partner each running 10.5 k. I found our Henrique had run a quick 1:21 this morning, was training for the Rio Marathon where he wanted to qualify for Boston. We discussed footwear choices, and training goals. We agreed that running a sub three marathon “Es el sueño.” It’s the dream.
We connected on Facebook, and Henrique liked several of my profile pictures within the hour. It’s been fun to stay connected with him, and I actually received one of the most heartfelt and unexpected birthday messages from on Facebook. “Wishing you all the best for your future . Happy Birthday and may all your wishes come true !!!! PS – keep running forward …. Henrique.” I hope to see him in Boston.
Nathan (United States)
Nathan and I got connected through a friend, as we were both traveling alone in Brazil this summer. In a fortunate set of circumstances, we were both in Rio de Janiero the same weekend. We planned to meet up and hike to see Christ the Redeemer together. I got to the park, realized we hadn’t set a precise place to meet, looked everywhere for him, and then realized we wouldn’t be able to contact each other or find each other. So I hiked up alone. He did as well. Fear not, though. Nathan and I finally meet up later that day. He had met another traveler named Daniel, and we all met up on the famous Escadaria Selaron. The three of us stopped at a café for some coffee.
Daniel (United States)
Daniel and Nathan met on a bus in Rio and had spent the day together. (Sounds crazy, but that’s how traveling works.) Daniel is a law student doing an international internship at a law firm in Sao Paulo. Nathan had to go back to his hostel to change so Daniel and I walked around a neighborhood in Rio and then went to a churrascaria.
For those who do not know what a churrascaria is, I fondly refer to them as “Brazilian meat parades.” They’re very common in Brazil and are essentially Brazilian steakhouses, but instead of ordering a steak, it is an all you can eat plate and waiters walk around with their selection and cut it right onto your plate. You have a sign you put up, green for more meat, red if you need a break. If you’ve been to Fogo de Chao in the US, it is like this.
This was hands down the best meal I had in Brazil.
Daniel and I reunited with Nathan and went to a neighborhood called Lapa. We went to a Samba club called Carioca da Gema (A Carioca is a person from Rio, similar to Paulistas in São Paulo. The music was incredible, our dance moves got laughed at, and eventually a local took pity on us and taught us a few things.
Next time on “Cast of Characters,” we will meet Paul, Michael, and “New York Kid” and maybe more. However, before Part 3, we will return to our regularly scheduled programming and have a research update. Stay tuned!
Taiwan, July 17
Wow, it’s been a week since I’ve blogged. I was on a roll blogging everyday and then I got busy/lazy and stopped. Well, here I am again.
Here’s what I’ve been up to this past week:
July 11: My grandma and I went to the Hakka Cultural Park in Miaoli. We got a tour of the museum and learned about the history of the Hakkas in Taiwan, as well as about what the Hakka Cultural Affairs does. Afterwards, I interviewed a researcher for the Hakka Affairs Council and a tour guide.
July 12: Today was a pretty chill day of visiting my grandma’s friends. In the morning, we went to my grandma’s friend’s house and chatted while eating home baked bread. I also interviewed her son, who is Hakka. In the afternoon, we visited my grandma’s cousin, and I interviewed her husband (the one who wrote the Hakka dictionary).
In the evening, my grandma met up with another friend, and we went on a walk. We walked by a river, where there were bats flying around and stray dogs crossing the water. We also walked to a night market, which Taiwan is famous for. These are outdoor markets that open at night, and people often like to buy snacks and drinks there. We didn’t buy anything, but we just walked through. It was really hot because of the vendors cooking food and because of all the people there.
July 13: In the morning, I took the train to Taoyuan to do an interview. My interviewee currently works as a teacher, and she is of Hakka background, but she never learned the language while growing up. Then I went back to Zhongli for lunch. In the afternoon, I had another interview, but in Zhongli. This interview was significantly longer because this student, who recently graduated college, is very passionate about Hakka cultural preservation and is active in Hakka Facebook groups. We agreed to meet up for another interview on Wednesday because my grandma and I had to go to an appointment in Taoyuan to get her hearing aid checked.
Will update more tomorrow!
Island of the Scarlet Ibis
Having spent some time on our second campus, the University of Trinidad and Tobago John Donaldson, or the Creativity Campus, I am getting a nice second look at Trinidad’s student population. You would expect universities to feel starkly different when the costs are entirely subsidized by the government and local students pay nothing to attend. Not so. People still willingly choose to be engineering majors. Some students still probably take the privilege more seriously than at Northwestern.
I have been so impressed by the government initiatives, the construction, the infrastructure, the agricultural development and the overall drive to be self sufficient in Trinidad. And to think people tried to tell me Trinidad was not industrialized before I came here. It is the racially divided politics that is really disappointing and leaves every mixed kid caught in the crossfire.
It is interesting that despite being such a small island, the regions vary so much in level of development, dominant culture, and physical appearance of those who live there. The pockets of Indian neighborhoods are a bit worrisome coming from a multicultural integration standpoint. Maybe dougla people are the only hope for more peaceful racial relations.
7.7 – Lab Day (Chicago Botanic Garden)
Today was a lab day, where we ID’ed plants we brought back from the field that we hadn’t been able to figure out, after which we pressed them so we can continue to look at them in the coming weeks. For some IDs we looked through the Garden’s herbarium, which is stacks of pressed plants ranging from local (Cook County) to very foreign (international) and any distance in between! We found pressed plants from as far back as the 1930s too!
Herbarium stack (they roll!)
Example of a herbarium page, dated 1977
Land of Liming
As a formal part of the nation of Trinidad & Tobago, it was an obligation of mine as a researcher to visit Tobago this week. With entirely different geological characteristics, much more like the rest of the Caribbean than Trinidad itself, Tobago is the vacation spot for Trinidadians and where many aspire to retire. White sand, clean turquoise waters, mountains and palms. Tobago is pristine and stunning. While there is a lot of natural beauty, there is a lot of history as well and I was able to visit a few forts, another constant remind of its turbulent colonial history.
Upon returning from Tobago, we moved to a new apartment in Port of Spain for an entirely new experience and lifestyle for the remainder of the research. This was only after some very difficult goodbyes with friends from St. Augustine. I have not made as many friends this close in my 20 years of life as I have in the four weeks in Trinidad. These are friends who know my values, what drives me, what scares me and fully respect my undying love for vegetables.
Spending time with new hosts in Port of Spain, I have gotten a much better peek into how Indian culture is preserved in the country and where many of the mixed race dynamics that are important dimension of Trinidad’s multiculturalism might be stemming from. This new metropolitan perspective is going to be helpful in my interpretation all of the data I have already collected and to frame everything more to come.