“Notice…adjust...evolve.” –Dr. Kim
Kidwell
My
experience with HD 205 was pretty interesting.
I really did not expect it to go the way it did when I first walked into
my discussion session on the first Monday of discussion groups. I had discussion group before the actual
lecture class. That was a first. I almost got lost trying to find my way to Clark 151. I had
no idea that part of campus existed. As
I walked towards Clark, I asked two people if
I was going the right way. Thankfully
enough I was. I walked into class and I
felt like I was being stared at. I even
asked Tiffany, the teacher’s aide, if I was in the right room because it really
didn’t feel right. I thought to myself…a
human development class in an animal science building…weird. I knew this trek from Cleveland
to Clark was going to be a problem, a ten to
fifteen minute walk from and to polar opposites of campus. I was going to be late to discussion every
Monday unless my noon class got over early.
I really feel bad walking into discussion five minutes late. Turns out, it was not a problem during the
course of the semester.
One
of the most memorable experiences from HD 205 was our second week of
classes. It was the week when we met in
the CUB Ballroom for Challenge Course I.
At that point, none of us in our discussion sections really knew each
other. The week before we learned each
others names, majors and where we were from.
We did not get to learn each others leadership skills or how we dealt
with a different variety of people and their opinions. It was definitely a learning moment. I walked into the CUB Ballroom and some
people called my name, at first I did not recognize any of them right away,
I’ve only seen these people three times.
I went and sat with them as we listened to why we were here. For Challenge Course I, we were supposed to
build the tallest tower (and it had to stand by itself) out of “the bag of
goodies” they handed out to each group.
They gave us two instructions, you have fifteen minutes and you have to
use the materials in the bag. Other than
that, we had no rules. We could
construct this tower in any which way or form.
The fifteen minutes started. It
was interesting to see who dove in and who stood on the outside of the group to
observe everyone. I felt like I made a
difference in the tower building project because I was the one who suggested
using the paper bag as an anchor and my group agreed. It was pretty cool that my group liked my
idea and put it into effect, it made me feel a part of the tower making
process. At one point, Dusty had some
great ideas on how we could make it stronger…it was nice to have some construction
management majors in our group I might add, and we went with his ideas. It ended up working for us in the end. At the end of the fifteen minutes, it was
time to put down the remaining materials.
Our tower…team 11’s tower was the only one left standing. We won the challenge. At that point, I thought we were all going to
get along and the project was going to be a piece of cake. I was so wrong about that.
As
we moved into our community service project, people became very hostile with
one another and each others ideas. We
had a great bunch of ideas when we were deciding what to do with our
projects. Once we figured out what we
were going to do, some of the people did not like the ideas and we would have
to start over from scratch. This became
a difficult task because our deadline for our proposal was due in a week. It was crunch time…were we going to get it
done? We should have tried out an idea
to see if it worked rather than shooting it down before it had time to breathe,
who knows…it could have worked. That was
the biggest problem throughout the entire project, just doing it! I learned while working with this group of
people to just get a plan see if it works
and do it, if it doesn’t work, try it again and find something that does work
and when it does give each other high fives and do a happy dance.
Around
the middle of the semester we did these self disclosure projects, an assignment
to get to know your teammates a little better.
Most of the stories I heard were really sad things like family members
dying, alcoholism, drugs, prison, hard life lessons and divorce. Mine was nothing like that. I took a different approach to my story.
Near
the end of the semester was the final challenge course if you wanted to do
it. Of course I did, it was the coolest
one out of the previous courses we have done.
I walked up to the REC
Center and joined one of
the groups. It was a chilly afternoon
and I am glad I brought my jacket. We
had a safety lecture about the challenge course, got our helmets, ropes and
safety harnesses all straightened out.
We each got to go up one by one to the course and it was the coolest
feeling ever. We were about fifty feet
in the air strapped to a rope. You could
swing, hang upside down or just walk around...I have no idea why I didn’t bring
my camera. It was probably one of the
coolest activities I’ve ever gotten to do in a college class.
There
was one lecture activity that really stood out as far as group 11 was
concerned. Kim, our professor, handed
out a piece of paper to everyone in class.
On it was a list of different types of people, their occupations, and an
item he or she had with them. They were
all on a boat and it was sinking fast.
We had to prioritize what we thought was most important to keep as we
tried to save their lives. The first task
was to put them in an order that fit your criteria first. Then we got into a group of people sitting
close by (which was most of my group 11 teammates) and had ten minutes to put
them in an order and we all had to agree on it. Some groups did not survive and
others did depending on if they could reach a consensus about what to get rid
of and what to keep. We got into a
bigger group and it made it more difficult to reach an agreement. We had fifteen minutes to make the list. My group did not make it. One of the items on the list was a dog and it
wasn’t exactly a lap dog either.
According to me, the dog was the first thing to go overboard, however
many people did not see that the dog caused a huge problem and so they kept
it. It wasn’t just confined to my group;
other groups struggled with the dog.
After awhile, we had representatives from both sides of the argument
went up to the front of the classroom and presented their sides of the problem. The both had great arguments but I am still
sticking with my decision…get rid of the dog.
The two things I noticed from this activity were that people have
different opinions and they were not willing to compromise at all.
As
we moved closer and closer towards the completion of our project, time was not
on our side. We came up with many good
ideas and this time we just did them without the bickering and fighting. The projects we chose to do for the Council
on Aging (out of Colfax, Washington) turned out to be a success after
fighting over it for many weeks. We put
together a food drive (Rosauer’s in Moscow where I hung out with Zach), a
car wash (at Dissmore’s) and completed services for the people of Whitman County
(I partnered up with Jessica Dominoski, who was from Hoquiam, and did yard work for a lady in Pullman). It was really fun to help the people of the
community with things that they could not do by themselves. I learned that community service can be fun.
I missed our final presentation because I went to nationals in Maryland. I presented it to my group during one of our class sessions and they said it was okay to miss it. My classmates and my professor were not going to punish me or my grade for missing the presentation.
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