Writing a blog is always a good experience because I think to express your ideas is very important. Particularly, blogging for the English class has been funny due to different activities in each class. So, I enjoy making English texts with boring stories of my life and things about what I think of the world because that gives a serious aspect to my stupid thoughts (xd).

I  have always wanted to start my own blog but I never know about what I want to talk. So I don’t know if I want to have a blog currently. But if I had to say about what I talk in my hypothetical blog, maybe the recurrent topics would be literature (although I don’t know so much about it), homosexuality, heartbroken, music, platonic love and some others irrelevant things that nobody wants to read.

The English blog really helps to practice that language because it requires me to search for words I didn’t know or popular expressions that are not easy to translate like “Jack-of-all-trades” (I think I never going to forget it).

Good things of blogging in the English class are practicing the language (like I said before), expressing our ideas in English and knowing about classmates too. I think a bad thing is you have to write in few words topics that demands more explanations.

Maybe I change the moment when you have to comment others entries because sometimes I don’t know what to say about what I am reading but that’s a problem of my boring head.

The earliest memory I have of my life is about a trip I made when I was three years old. I remember it was in the morning so my parents had to wake me up so early that day. I can see in my mind clearly how my mom prepared a baby bottle with milk for the journey. 

Canto del Agua, Vallenar, Región de Atacama

               The voyage we were doing was from Copiapó to Canto del Agua, a rural place located near Vallenar, around one hour and a half from regional capital of Atacama. I remember I was very happy for going there because my parents told me there were lots of animals like horses, ducks, chickens, birds and others, beside so many trees with fruits, something strange if we consider Copiapó is a very dry place. That was a beautiful day with my dad, who cares about me like my mom did (yes, I come from a patriarchal and sexist family).

                I think it’s an important memory for me (and maybe that’s the reason I remember it) because it’s one of the few times I enjoy sharing moments with my dad. He always was working in almost all my childhood and playing, going out or simply being with him were exceptional situations.

                This memory makes me feel strange because it makes me happy remembering beautiful days about my childhood but instead I think it’s sad my dad couldn’t share more moments with my because the job. That’s sad for him too, but currently he says he is doing with his grandson (my nephew) what he couldn’t do with us (my brother and me).

Universidad de Chile is one of the most important and older institutions of further education in our country. The university is divided into about ten campus. I study in Juan Gomez Mllas, one of the most loved because the university life there is great, supposedly. JGM is located in Ñuñoa, in a place known as “Cordón Macul”, where is Universidad Tecnológica Metropolitana y la Universidad Metropolitana de las Ciencias de la Educación.

Campus Juan Gomez Millas is formed of four faculties (Filosofía y Humanidades, Ciencias Sociales, Artes y Ciencias) and Instituto de la Comunicación e Imagen (ICEI). Each of them has its own places and they are surrounded by green areas, which is a characteristic of the place, although every time there are less because new buildings in construction.

Universidad de Chile is a public institution with pluralistic and inclusive policy, or it is what authorities usually say, but most of students are from an elitist part of the Chilean society (in intellectual or economical terms).

If I have to talk about something positive of Universidad de Chile, it could be about the reputation of having “Universidad de Chile” in your curriculum and maybe some good teachers that really teach you.

In the negative part, I don’t like some students and teachers who act like they are the best of the country. Also I think in Chile are more guys that want to entry to Universidad de Chile and they couldn’t because they didn’t have better opportunities in this classist society.

Finally, I have to say that I don’t think that going to university is a big thing. I think there are more interesting things to do in your life instead studying in further education, but it is a way of life the system doesn’t accept and I am part of this, sadly.

There was a case in Brazil where a woman had a hard pregnancy, so the family asks to the Virgin a good birth. If everything would be fine and the baby would born sane, they let the hair of the guy grows until he/she was a teenager. The baby was born with sexual ambiguity and doctors decided to give a male gender with surgeries. When baby grew up and assisted to the hospital with his long hair, they were complicated and ask to the family cut his hair, but family refused.

Intersexuality is not an easy subject to talk about, because most of times it is explain from a medical point of view, which usually use a cultural discourse of a binary society disguised with scientific words. That’s because intersexuality is described like an anomaly of nature, an illness.

So, we can say intersexuality is a condition where is a “divergence” between chromosomal sex and genitals. But we say “divergence” just because we are product of binary culture where is possible woman and man only, and not a lot of others sex that exists in the world, even among animals.

When a baby is born with this condition, doctor advices the family to “correct” sex to correspond with her/his gender. But it’s important to ask ourselves about why is necessary to mutilate bodies to not disturb a society.

I think it’s time to start to understand another ways of being a person and do not suppress other demonstrations of nature only because maybe there are not functional to a system interested in production and nothing more.

One of my favourite websites about journalism I like to visit is the page of Centro deInvestigación Periodística de Chile (CIPER).

I love CIPER because they are a group of journalists who make  great work doing investigations professionally, not like others medias that used to inform in a figurative ways, even with sensationalist news.

CIPER publish reports and investigations that affects to relevant persons in the country, like politicians or business owners. It’s easy to realize the objective of their work is give information to people so they can make an opinion with fundaments, and not only entertain like the most of newspaper or tv news.

Besides, this website is pluralistic and uploads news about different point of views, even if these opinions are not according to editorial of CIPER.

The last investigation they publish is a report about “Caso Penta”. A case of illegal donations to political groups in presidential campaign, where are involve various ex candidates.

Sometimes, they have been accused at Justice of giving false information but never have been found guilty.

I love photos but sincerely I don’t have knowledge about it. I just like looking them and enjoying the feeling they are able to give. 

Last semester I had to assist to a photography exposition of Sergio Larraín to do a work of University.  Larraín is one of the most famous Chilean photographers; he entered to the Magnum Agency in 1959. There were a lot of photos about urban life and he used to photograph the marginality present in the cities of those years. There was one that got my attention.

This photo was taken in Santiago of Chile in the fifties when some foundations about poverty asked him pictures of childs wandering the streets.

I like this photo because I can see a lonely little girl sat in the street who even though she looks abandoned; she seems to be getting fun from something in her hands. Moreover, I love photos with dogs. I think the dog in this photo is a symbol of marginality. And finally I really love the way the photographer mixed shadows and lights.

 

                    Last night a man died manipulating a bomb according to the press, although there is not clear information yet. The man layed on the floor for several minutes asking for help but nobody wanted to get near of him because they were scared of a new explosion could happen.

                The story is controversial because “terrorism” is the main current topic in Chile after a bomb exploded at a railway station and some persons result hurt.

                I think this is interesting because it’s a sign about how the press has been able to influence in society. The treatment of newspapers and news programme concerning last events of what government and the same press had called like “terrorism” had been sensacionalist more than informative. The effects of the media come to a such extent that people are not able to help a person who could be dying.

                So, the press should be care about treatment of news because has a very important role in society.