Commentary and discussion of the Saint Anselm Community

Words Across Worlds submission by Prof. Elsa Voelcker

 My civil rights story was a memory of my parents getting a phone call saying that my older sister who was away in college at Goucher in Maryland had been arrested while trying to integrate a movie theater in down town Baltimore.  When she came home on her next break she spoke about having her contact lens solution taken away so she couldn't swallow it to commit suicide.  She was in jail with many others who were protesting with her and was out on bail after a night. My parents supported her effort and I have always been proud of her for her brave action.

http://articles.baltimoresun.com/2003-02-15/features/0302150027_1_theater-owners-morgan-northwood

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Words Across Worlds submission by Carol Richards

  

In 1992, my husband and I were living in the Los Angeles area in a town called Gardena.  We had lived in our neighborhood for a little more than 2 years and became close friends with one or two of our neighbors, but hadn’t met everyone.  One evening my husband was sitting on the front lawn while our two dogs played around him. One of our neighbors ran out of her house screaming for help because her husband was having an epileptic seizure.  My husband ran over to help her by staying with her husband to keep him from hurting himself while she called 911.  Once everything had calmed down and they were settled again, my husband came home and the event was soon just a past memory.

 

Several weeks later, the 1992 Los Angeles Civil Unrest, also referred to as “the Rodney King Riots” erupted.  The sky was filled with smoke from fires in surrounding areas and people were filled with fear from the news reports of violence and anger.  Driving home from work that first evening took almost 3 hours for what was normally a 30-minute ride.  When we arrived home, there was a note on our door inviting us to meet with the rest of the neighborhood in the middle of the street.  As we joined the rest of the group, one of our neighbors, who we then discovered was a minister, asked everyone to join hands in a circle and pray for the safety of the city and the end of the violence.  The minister was the same man that my husband had sat with weeks earlier when he had an epileptic seizure. 

 

After the prayer, the people in the circle started introducing themselves and we met the rest of our neighbors for the first time.  We agreed that we were safe if we stayed on our street, and there were offers to share milk, food, and baby diapers so there would be no need to leave the street to venture out to a store.  One of the neighbors announced that we should create a block club right then and there.  Another neighbor took a look at my husband and I and hesitantly said, “I don’t think this is the right time to talk about a club.”  It took me a minute to realize that this man didn’t want us included.  At that point the minister’s wife spoke up and told the group what a wonderful thing my husband did that day when he ran over to help her with her husband when he was in distress.  She went on to say that my husband’s actions were the perfect example of being a good neighbor and a good person.  She said, “This is exactly the right time to talk about creating a block club.”

 

It’s important for me to tell you now that my husband and I are Caucasian and we lived in a Black neighborhood.  I had never felt discrimination because of my race before until the moment it became clear to me why that man did not want us included in the block club.  He didn’t even know us.  He made the statement based only on our race. 

 

That day will always stay in my mind.  That day was when I not only experienced racial discrimination, but actually understood what it felt like. 

 

Carol Richards, CAP-OM

Administrative Assistant

Rodney King

Words Across Worlds submission by Prof. James Mahoney

I started college in the Fall of 1964. By that time there had been many demonstrations, and Martin Luther King was a recognizable figure. It was a confusing time because there were a lot of mixed motivations for what people were doing. As a fairly ignorant kid, living by that time in a very typical suburban setting, it was the music that called attention to the extent of the injustices of racism, and rallied a sense of unity with those who were doing something about it. Blowing in the Wind was sort of an anthem, whether it was sung by Dylan or Peter Paul and Mary. There was a very strong sense of a division between what was just and unjust, and the “generation gap” talked about so much at the time was marked by being clear about rejecting racism. I got dragged along by some of my friends to demonstrations. The emotional importance of singing We Shall Overcome while standing with those who shared deeply this commitment meant a lot. ( I was only in a situation where I felt threatened once or twice. My strategy was to get behind the nuns).

One of the musical figures that might not be so well known as Joan Baez or Pete Seeger was Phil Ochs. I think his best stuff was written in speaking out against the war. One good example would be Draft Dodger Rag. He wrote some stuff that was pretty bitter, Here’s to the State of Mississippi., and In the Heat of the Summer. And he wrote some stuff that is quite wistful, for example, Flower Lady. Music then had the power to trouble one’s conscience, as in Is There Anybody Here? The song that seems the one most people remember him by is There But for Fortune. I recommend them all to you. I still have them on my old reel to reel set up, but you can get at the performances now in ways easier and more familiar to you than that.


Words Across Worlds submission by Karina de Brum

 Karina de Brum

this isn't a big revealing moment but I grew up in a hugely diverse place. as a little kid Shel Silverstein was one of my heroes, your call reminded me of this.

"My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet."

Shel Silverstein "Where the Sidewalk Ends"

I'm walking down memory lane... this is the last one for you..

No Difference

Small as a peanut,
Big as a giant,
We're all the same size
When we turn off the light.

Rich as a sultan,
Poor as a mite,
We're all worth the same
When we turn off the light.

Red, black or orange,
Yellow or white,
We all look the same
When we turn off the light.

So maybe the way,
To make everything right
Is for god to just reach out
And turn off the light!"

Shel Silverstein <
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/435477.Shel_Silverstein>

Words Across Worlds submission by Cheryl Bagtaz

Cheryl Bagtaz

Benefits & HRIS Specialist

 

 

 

My earliest memory of anything connected to diversity was in 1974. I was in the 8th grade in Braintree, MA. A federal judge, Arthur Garrity, Jr, ordered that students from Boston’s schools would be bused to other communities in an effort to achieve racial integration. I remember black students coming to our school. I remember watching news footage of the riots and protests. I was among a large group of students who participated in a walk-out in support of the black students being able to go to school in their own neighborhoods. We all got suspended. At the time my mother worked third shift at the First National Bank of Boston in Dorchester. As she was leaving work in the morning there would be National Guardsmen lined up on the street to protect the students getting on and off of the buses.

 

 

 

 September 1974 outside South Boston High School

 

"Boston Busing Riots" 1974    MLK in Boston

 

 

kemi alabi

kemi alabi

 kemi alabi

perini lecture hall, saint anselm college

19 january 2012

manchester, new hampshire

barbara grossman

barbara grossman

 11 november 2011

art critique with visiting artist, barbara grossman, in the comiskey art center.

Open Mic Poster by Chris Cadena

Open Mic Poster by Chris Cadena

Open Mic Poster by Chris Cadena

Enough Is Enough Creative Prompt

 Here's an opporunity to create. Saint Anselm is currently involved in Enough Is Enough, a campaign against bullying, violence, and abuse. As a collective effort, we were asked to produce some sort of artistic, literary or musical response to the mission this campaign has set forth.

Enough Is Enough has provided us with some information they'd like to convey. The boundaries are grey and the space is unlimited; do with this as you will. I'm excited to see what comes out of this!

Great Books Society: Harry Potter Book Discussion

Sep 29 2011 5:30 pm
Sep 29 2011 7:30 pm

Bradley House Lounge

5:30 Thursday the 29th

Food and Refereshments provided. 

"Happiness can be found even at the darkest of times if one only remembers to turn on the light." - Dumbledore

Pulitzer Prize Recipient and Poet Laurean Maxine Kumin

Oct 12 2011 7:00 pm

 Wednesday, October 12, 7 p.m., NHIOP Auditorium

 

Images from 9/20/2011 Creative Tuesday

 Images from 9/20/2011 Creative Tuesday.

We had poetry from Cedric Ashley, Chris Obrien, Brittany Yost, Tom Hickey, Jeremy Munro, and Vincent Maniscalco. Carlo D'Anselmi and Jasna Numanovic did some watercolors, and at the end of the night Prof's Staley and Norton came by for a jam session joined for a number by Lauren Miller.

Full Album: Lucubrations Creative Tuesday 9/20/2011

 

April 2019 Open Mic

 

March 2019 Open Mic

Day Bus Trip to NYC

Nov 5 2011

Day Bus Trip to NYC- November 5

Trip to see Aeschylus at Theater Kapow.

Sep 24 2011 1:00 pm

Trip to see Aeschylus at Theater Kapow.

Saturday 2PM showing. leave from Dana Center at 1PM

"Ten years ago, Agamemnon, King of Mycenae and leader of the Greek army sacrificed his own daughter to appease the gods and to help the war effort.  Now, victorious after the ten long and bloody years of the Trojan War, he returns home to his kingdom and to his wife, Clytemnestra.  His glorious homecoming is the spark that ignites a cycle of vengeance that threatens to consume and destroy his entire family." -Theater Kapow

 

 

http://tkapow.com/agamemnon.html

 

Lucubrations Campfire

Oct 14 2011 7:00 pm

 

Poetry and stargazing around the campfire.

Location: Observatory
 

Open Mic Night Our Indian Summer Jam

Sep 23 2011 7:00 pm
Sep 23 2011 9:00 pm

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Acoustic artists, musicians, poets,comedians and people who have too much angst for their own good and wouldn't mind sharing it with us, PLEASE GRACE US WITH YOUR PRESENCE! SIGN UP OR SHOW UP! If your planning on playing more than a song or two please let us know ahead of time so we can manage our slots so everyone gets a chance to play. ALSO...BRING A FRIEND & enjoy a free night of music, poetry, great coffee and good company. SO SHOW UP AND SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL ARTISTS!

For more info or to sign up please email us at:

apothecafloral@gmail.com

Philosophy Club Trip to Chapel Arts exhibit and discussion

Sep 23 2011 3:00 pm
Sep 23 2011 4:30 pm

 

Visit to the Hills in Echo Exhibit at Chapel Arts:

http://www.anselm.edu/Documents/Chapel%20Art/Hills%20in%20Echo-Charles%20Curtis%20Allen.pdf

We will walk over to Chapel Arts around 3:05, look for about 30 minutes, and then return to Bradley for discussion.

Location: Bradley House Lounge

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