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I remember laying on the bed alongside my older friend, scrolling through images of my next baking challenge as she read her advocacy project draft on abortion policies. As a senior in El Cerrito High School, the only AP I knew stood for Advanced Placement and the concept of taking a college writing course had not yet crossed my mind. So when I scanned through the overview of Writing 39C and realized there were two major projects similar to that of my friend, it would be a lie to say I wasn’t taken aback. 

As a writer, my biggest weakness has always been organization and overflowing information. I only recently realized that a possible cause for my densely packed essays is the way I talk with my family: Growing up exchanging only short conversations meant those words needed to convey all of the information needed. Teachers have commended it as an academic writing style, but I find that it tends to cut out information that could help other people grasp the concepts better and it sometimes makes sentences look like a jumble of long words. Kind of like saying a lot without saying much at all. As I edited my writings, I tried to avoid condensing information too much and kept changing the order of paragraphs to fix the flow. 

Comments from the First Draft Peer Review for CP:

“Hey Tenzin...your composition can be jarring on occasion when I come across a jumble of new information that it is difficult to correlate to the previous points made leaving me a little disoriented and breaking from the mostly easy to read flow of the paper…”

        - Nicolas

“...Your essay is heavily based on facts and quotes and explanations of those facts with more facts and quotes. When reading it can be a bit overwhelming as there is an [abundance] of information that is being presented…”

        - Melissa

“...All that is left is fine tuning for clarity…”

        - Professor Collins

This ongoing theme of improving my structural skills followed me through multiple office hours with Professors Collins and the peer review. Paragraphs were moved around so many times I lost track of the original layout. That’s where the Frankenstein method came in: Like the infamous story’s creature, I split essays into their core parts, redefined what these core parts meant, and then moved them around to create a newly unified body. Through this, I peeled back what I wanted to convey through the writing and revamped my essay to this unifying purpose. 

Another common criticism was my tendency to introduce a fact without touching upon its importance. When discussing the demolition of a central monastic institution, Larung Gar, I included the intended purpose of its demolition as well as satellite images to show the extent of devastation thrust upon the religious community in Tibet. For the section on the imprisonment of intellectuals, I added the ways in which the prison treatment and criminal policies were correlated with the general perspective of learning the Tibetan language. And finally, in the last few paragraphs, I replaced overly complex sentences with easier-to-read ones and incorporated a concluding question to evoke an emotional response from the reader. Compared to my initial conclusion, this open-ended one sounded better aloud and its urgency came off as a call-to-action.

Comparing the CP rough draft (left) to the final draft (right), the footnote, clarity of the project, and concluding paragraph were improved.

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A year after my first exposure to the writing project, I read my context project to my older friend. The journey to creating this project taught me how to use footnotes to include additional information (not citing sources) and multimodality to enhance the reading experience. Though I initially struggled greatly with organizing and adding clarity, the constructive criticism from peers and office hours made me increasingly comfortable the more I edited. Tuning the location of large paragraphs allowed me to focus on the individual sentences, work on clarity, and I began to notice questionable sentences a lot quicker than before. Additionally, cross referencing external sources saved me time from explaining every little detail of a certain thing (eg. the Drapchi Prison and its extensive history of abuse).

While completing the context project, I thought I had at least some inkling on what I’d write about for the Advocacy Project, but I quickly fell into a quicksand of indescribable emotions. For the most part, the advocacy project itself was straightforward: Research advocacy efforts, collect information on their effectiveness and the audiences affected, and weave the information in a cohesive paper. Like the context project, I jumped into a rabbit hole of research papers and articles. I knew I wanted to discuss protests, self-immolations, journalism, and awareness through media. Most importantly, I knew I had to discuss the misconceptions that surround campaigns like the stereotypes about Tibetans and the idea that change will come without being aware of the politics of human rights. But I just couldn’t type.

Coming out of a week packed with midterms and projects, my thoughts kept shifting inwards. There’s a sense of writer’s guilt when I’m typing about my identity’s role in advocating for human rights in Tibet and how it’s shaped me, while also questioning what my identity was. Born in India, raised in America, but ethnically a Tibetan. Even though I knew campus organizations like the many Asian communities welcome people of all backgrounds, it was isolating being foreign no matter which organization I decided to join.

For the first three days, I just stared at the blinking bar after my name. Stubborn as I am, I couldn’t get myself to move onto any other assignment, but I also couldn’t collect my thoughts to start typing. Because this cycle of pent up frustration leading to more frustration inhibited my productivity in all aspects of my life, I pulled out my pencil case and the closest blank page (coincidentally being my commonplace journal).

An excerpt from my Commonplace Journal 

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Something about being inspired to write out my feelings transferred motivation to finally start typing out a rough draft (which I ended up morphing into my journal entry #4). Going straight to cutting snippets from my context project’s notes, images, and excerpts from documents, I outlined what I wanted the project to look like[1]. Compared to the context project, I found it much easier to read through research papers and think of topics to write on. However, this posed another problem: which topics should I focus on? Although having a surplus of information helped me be more informed, the varying directions each one took me on would’ve made my project too overwhelming for any casual reader.

Another issue was the fact that this problem of human rights didn’t have a “solution,” but steps to hopefully alleviate the issue until it ultimately stops being one. Only focusing on protests or Tibetan organizations would have been cheating the point of the project which was to evaluate an effective solution (not just list efforts). Because of this, I wanted to point out how efforts were intended compared to how they were received. For example, the topics of self-immolations and protests involved the perspectives of Tibetans as well as the Chinese government. While exploring how good intentions may not transfer in dialogue, I began to see this gap in nearly all past efforts in the Tibetan cause. This is not to discredit demonstrations nor to claim they were in the “wrong,” but it allowed me to see the importance in being politically aware when confronting an issue like this.

Of course, politics has always been involved considering the issue lies in repressive policies. However, the scope of political literacy seemed to mainly cover Tibet, China, and Tibetan settlements in India. The expectations of United Nations and foreign governments to act on policies by the Chinese government was comparatively one-dimensional in comparison. Outside of the Tibetan and Chinese governments, other governments were depicted as all-knowing and all-powerful seats that would shut down human rights abuses if only they knew about it. Seeing questions like “why isn’t [insert country]’s government acting?” in articles would take me aback. We know why, right?

Each time I thought this, I slowly realized that the growing numbers of advocates also carried with them a growing dissociation from the global politics of the issue. This was especially potent in Western nations who, despite their good intentions, were learning of the issues through questionable mediums. While research papers tend to have more pressure in citing their sources and presenting them holistically, casual media viewers took in their information through film, short articles, and social media. Since Tibetans are underrepresented in media, the simplification and romanticization of the Tibetan issue in the few films they are included in naturally became the leading educational source for the masses. Although I grew up watching Tibetan-made arts, I understood that Hollywood films and large media outlets (like BBC) are the ones that garner attention.

With sensationalism hallmarking the profit-minded media industry, it didn’t surprise me that these films portrayed Tibetans in a one-size-fits-all model (a.k.a. the Buddhist). It took an aspect of Tibetan identity, and it depicted all Tibetans as monastic residents when that is not the case. I remember constantly talking about Avatar the Last Airbender by bringing up how cool it was that the main character is Tibetan and the air nomad genocide reflect the issues in Tibet. Similarly, I’d bring up well-known actors like Brad Pitt and Richard Gere who either took part in films or advocating for the Tibetan cause despite being travel banned from China. It didn’t occur to me until I was researching for this project that all of these things I’d once positively regarded perpetuated this harmful narrative. In a zoom study-session with some Tibetan friends, I remember the common reply of, “at least they talk about Tibetans” and “it is what it is.” It was disappointing realizing how readily some people traded accurate representation for mere awareness, but I understood that years of advocacy went into getting this minimal coverage. Still, I knew that as the Tibetan diaspora reached out to global organizations and foreign governments, having accurate representation should be the bare minimum.

As someone active in the film and performing arts industry, I found myself talking to my pala a lot. Now, this may not seem like much on paper, but everyone who knows us was shocked. People joke that while parents want kids who act like them to connect better, our similar personalities make us the worst combination. Our individualistic and irritably stubborn nature made us ticking landmines every time we’d be near each other. At the same time, though, we bonded over the arts. Both of us were the type to spend hours on passion projects, him with video-making and me with anything hands-on. I was always the first person he’d go to to discuss his plans for music programs and films, and I was basically his social media manager. Whenever I wanted to make clothes or furniture, I’d go to him to verify that my method would work. Occasionally, the house would be filled with music whenever we remembered we have instruments (although it always ended in an argument over what song to play next).

This project was not so different from our normal conversations: He talked about his time in TIPA and as an actor; He told me to take a dranyen when I move out; He asked me to edit his Facebook caption. But, even with the minor arguments, it felt like it was our first time actually talking. At some point during this project, he began to randomly come to my room and take naps while I would be researching.

Collection of of images plus notes from my conversation with my pala.

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Looking at the project in its entirety, I am thankful to have been able to explore a topic I’m interested in and can apply in my regular life. In some ways, my pala was more excited than I was, telling me to reach out to his journalist friends and start blogging. Though the projects rekindled my relationship with writing and made me more confident in my writing abilities, I still feel that I could’ve done more. I hope to continue developing my organizational abilities in my feminism and philosophy courses over the summer. But most of all, I’m excited to see how my commonplace journal expands as I work on future projects and need a place to dump my thoughts.

 

[1] To see this outline, see hereLinks to an external site

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