Eight Saint Mary’s seniors gathered in Carroll Auditorium on Monday night to discuss their experiences living in Uganda with the Sisters of the Holy Cross and working in the Moreau Nursery and Primary School and the Kyembogo Holy Cross Health Centre. Their travels were part of the College’s Uganda Summer Practicum, which brings nursing and education majors together for six weeks in the Toro kingdom and exposes them to the culture of the Kyarusozi community and the core values of the Sisters of the Holy Cross.Senior nursing majors Allison Campbell, Madison Carmichael, Therese Dudro and Jovita Lledo Munoz, along with senior elementary education majors Anna McClowry, Katie Price, Megan Shea and Katherine Soper shared their memories from the 2017 Practicum.McClowry said participating in the program helped her hone valuable skills, such as establishing a teaching schedule, collaborating with the other teachers and writing lesson plans the day before class.“You kind of have to get creative,” she said. “There are some days when you’re exhausted and overwhelmed, but when you walk into a classroom, and you have kids smiling at you, it honestly makes your heart smile. The students and teachers are really, really appreciative of all your work there, so just know that your presence is enough in those times that you feel exhausted or overwhelmed.”Dudro said students working at the Kyembogo Holy Cross Health Centre helped with outpatient care, inpatient care and lab tests. Most of the 20 inpatient beds, she said, were filled by patients who had contracted malaria.“Unfortunately for them, [malaria] is kind of like the common cold here,” she said. “Everyone gets malaria. It can be really serious. We saw some people that were in critical condition, some young children, and it was really scary to see them so sick.”Prices said she felt an overwhelming sense of community while working.“The first thing [the sisters] do when you arrive is make sure that you have that sense of home,” Price said. “I remember … we pulled up in the van after traveling for five hours that day … and Sister Lillian came out, helped us with our bags and the first thing that she said was, ‘Welcome home.’ You knew right then that you were going to be taken care of and well-loved.”Daily mass and regular prayer helped students embrace the four core values of compassion, faith, prayer and community, Soper said.“Their faith life is unbelievable,” she said. “It is quite an opportunity to be able to live with the Sisters of the Holy Cross and in their community. You are right there with them. You are living out their faith life with them, and you are on that journey to Heaven with them.”Tags: education, nursing, Sisters of the Holy Cross, Uganda Summer Practicum
“Could’ve been a happy new year, but you ruined SC football,” wrote another. “You suck, Carol.” Reddick, Folt and all the sports figures that we’ve targeted with our sick culture of toxicity are human beings. One of them was on a cheating team, one retained an underperforming head coach. These are both bad things. They don’t deserve to rot in hell for them. The sports community, hopefully a small minority of it, needs to take a long look in the mirror and consider that maybe, just maybe, we tend to blow things out of proportion — affecting not only our personal happiness but also the people onto whom we project our anger, and it casts a shameful light onto the world of sports. I don’t even need to say how disgusting this is — that much should be painfully obvious. “Love USC. Hate you,” chimed in a third. I find this misleading. The aforementioned Folt vs. Dedicated Disgruntled Disheartened Trojan showdowns prevalent on literally any of her Instagram posts came to mind after I read of repulsive developments in the baseball world last Friday. Houston Astro Josh Reddick, a member of the team during the 2017 cheating scandal, told reporters at the team’s Spring Training facility in West Palm Beach, Fla., that he had received death threats and wishes for his children to get cancer via social media in the wake of the cheating revelations. “Go to HELL Folt,” one user replied to a Dec. 26 post, clearly still relishing in the joy and good spirits of the day before. The rapidly-increasing intertwinement of politics and sports is what many people claim threatens the purity of sports as we know them. I’m not of the “it’s just a game” crowd. Anyone who has ever played sports understands that often, it’s not just a game. It’s part of what makes us who we are. But I also understand that sports aren’t everything, and that’s where the Reddick-Folt comparison applies. I love sports, I appreciate the role they play in our society and I get pissed off when my teams lose. But I don’t allow sports to seep into every other facet of my life. And that understanding is where many sports aficionados fall short. Have we any decency? I hate the Astros. With a burning passion. And President Folt, if you’re reading this, I wholeheartedly disagree with your — er, athletic director Mike Bohn’s — decision to retain Clay Helton for the 2020 season. I also hope you’re having a nice week and that you didn’t trip and fall on your way to Bovard this morning. Nathan Ackerman is a sophomore writing about sports and sociopolitics. He is also an associate managing editor of the Daily Trojan. His column, “Courtside,” runs every Friday. “Everyday I pray to god u leave Southern california you’re a terrible leader and have ruined 2020 already,” one commenter wrote. The problem that contributes to the shameful toxicity in the sporting world today is not the sociopolitical issues we choose to include in the realm of sports but rather somewhat of the contrary: how far we allow sports to dominate our everyday lives and influence our perception of everything around us. “You’ve ruined the decade already,” said one user in the comment section of a Folt post nine days later. Seven others like the comment in agreement. Again, I’m not at all equating these two examples. One is far sicker and more disgusting than the other, but they’re both microcosms — to varying degrees — of a problematic sports climate in which society dehumanizes the figures we’re trained to treat as one-dimensional, forgetting that each of these individuals have lives apart from sports which are far more significant than how they play or the personnel decisions they make. If you’ve read the first approximately-400 words of this column and have so far concluded that I’m equating mean comments on a school president’s Instagram to hopes that a child develops cancer, you’re greatly mistaken and are missing the point entirely. The problem isn’t our unwillingness to keep the outside world out of sports, it’s our inability to establish reasonable boundaries between the aspects of our lives that should include sports and those that shouldn’t. This inability is what leads some fans to claim Folt ruins their day, month, year, decade, century, millennium, and wishing her to burn because of it. And, in extreme cases, it’s what leads the lowest of the low to project their inhumanity onto, yes, a cheater, at least by association, but a human being nonetheless — and his less-than-five-month-old twins. I’ve noticed a popular refrain — a call to action of sorts — in the world of sports these days, and it goes as such: Keep politics out of sports. “Happy New Year, Trojans,” President Carol Folt captioned a Jan. 1 Instagram post featuring a Trojan Marching Band player with a trumpet in one hand, making the “Fight On” signal with the other. “Here’s to 2020.” It’s a popular opinion, one with which I disagree. I hold the view that sports are political as is, that there’s nothing we can do to remove politics from sports without upsetting a massive proportion of the United States population and, frankly, that we shouldn’t even try to do so in the first place.