No musical sing-a-longs, I promise, but I do want to talk about
the three weeks we spent together as a class and the way it messed with my
concept of time.
I think anyone who went to sleep-away camp as a kid would also be
familiar with the way close living quarters and all day, every day “together
time”
can make three weeks seem like three months. And before you get the wrong idea
-- I don’t
mean in a bad way. The program was interesting and our group got along really
well. Which is a little bit surprising considering that we were effectively
nine strangers who found ourselves traveling in SE Asia together. That’s
basically the premise for a reality TV show and we all know how those usually
end…….
What messed with my concept of time was the amount of things we
accomplished in such a short of amount of time. The class was only three weeks
long, but since it was so jam-packed with classes and activities we covered
much more ground than I expected. For example, our program started on a Tuesday
and by that Thursday I could give you a concise history of Malaysian national
politics since independence. By the next week, we were sitting in meetings with
members of Parliament discussing Malaysia’s future. That is not the timeline of
a normal class; which is one of the many reasons this program is so great. The
sense of warp speed applied to my classmates as well. In the first two days of
the program, the nine of us learned more about each other than I know about
some of the people I went to all four years of undergrad with. And by the end
of the first week I knew more about our group than I do about some former
roommates!
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