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The Spring Institute for
Global Studies serves a selected group of students aspiring
to a broader understanding of global forces, issues, concerns and the ideals of
stewardship, as learned about from within
the context of a specific cultural perspective. Students spend
spring term living overseas, based in a particular country from which they will
examine both a broad range of topics crucial to global and human development (in
politics, economics, the environment, health, education, development, culture,
and so on) and also focus on specific themes, which will change from year to
year. The locations and themes will be determined in some part by the
disciplines and interests of the faculty involved, which may also reflect areas
of significant or growing interest to the University or may represent an
opportunity to introduce areas currently less well represented in the
University’s regular curriculum. Generally, there will be at least two W&L
faculty from different departments participating in the academic offerings of
the program, augmented by guest lecturers and specialists drawn from the local
area.
A student on the recent Spring Institute in
India wrote that the experience:
exposed me not only to a new culture and
world, but to a new way of thinking about the world. My immersion in a
new and vibrant culture gave me confidence to travel, speak to the natives
(or at least TRY to communicate) while at the same time it gave me a sense
of responsibility in the world. The thought that most came home was from one
of our lecturers who said something to the effect of: What America does
matters. We are all looking thousands and thousands of miles away to your
country to see what you are doing because it effects our lives. Americans
have a tremendous responsibility, because when you vote, you are not just
voting for a candidate and how he will affect your life, but on something or
someone that can and will affect the world.
This was coupled with my complete disgust that
there were a dozen or so Mysore citizens killed in a rainstorm and no one in
the Western world would ever even know about it. The surplus of rain had
washed them and their shacks out and killed them. At the same time, all the
US news sources along with the BBC and other reputable news providers were
covering the tornado that swept through Kansas and killed six or seven
people. While this is a terrible event as well, surely we can do something
about a RAINSTORM and protect people from it. This was accepted as typical
and natural and no one on the other side of the world would never know.
Shouldn't we being doing something (as it would be so simple) to keep these
unnecessary deaths from happening?
That event really came home to me.
Another student on the program wrote:
Since being back in the States, I have had
a lot of time to reflect on my experiences. What do I remember most
vividly? The laughter of children, the toothless grins of the elderly, the
hospitality of shopkeepers, and the sacrificial kindness of those who worked
to make my visit to India the best it could be. Like everything about
India, my experience was a paradox. I will never enjoy being blatantly
stared at, but I will always be flattered by families who want me in their
family pictures. I may never get over the smell of India, but I do have to
agree that it is "the worst good smell in the world" (quote taken from a
novel I picked up in an Indian bookstore). Driving may seem like a chaotic
nightmare, but I eventually deduced the rhyme and reason for even the
strangest traffic patterns.
Living in India, even just for six weeks,
made me realize how blessed I am (as saccharine as that may sound). It also
made me realize how little I know about a country with one of the largest
democracies in the world-- a country whose survival is so linked to my own.
I don't think I know more having studied in India. Rather, I have
questioned everything. That is the true beauty of going abroad.
All
images on this web site are by members of the W&L community
who have traveled and experienced the world. We hope
you enjoy them.
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