November 2007 Reflection

“The Ireland I grew up in is no longer. The Ireland of migration is the future, my future, and my kids’ future.”

As we went around my class explaining why we had chosen to pursue a degree in Contemporary Migration and Diaspora Studies, this response from Judy, a middle-aged mother of four from outside of Cork, stays with me. Once a country famous for emigration, the Ireland of today is experiencing unprecedented amounts of immigration, from both inside and outside the European Union. Judy’s words aren’t necessarily unique. Rather, I’ve found that while definitely not perfect, Ireland for the most part not only accepts the reality of immigration, but is committed to getting it right. As the only American in my course, this sentiment acts as both an inspiration and a challenge to me as I compare our two countries.

I’ve now been in Cork, Ireland’s real capital if anyone asks, for almost two months. While not quite as large as its twin city (and my hometown) San Francisco, I really do love living here. If there’s one “benefit” of the weak dollar, it’s pushed me to improve my cooking and I visit the English Market for fresh meat every Friday. Furthermore, University College Cork has been so welcoming to me and that has made the transition much easier. Marita Foster, the International Education Officer, took Jimmy and me out for lunch and then also set up a meeting for us with Dr. Michael Murphy, UCC’s president. The Geography department, where my interdisciplinary major is housed, has also really tried to ensure that I have a positive academic experience.

In addition to UCC, I’ve been trying to venture out into the city. One of the highlights so far was volunteering for the Cork Film Festival. As a volunteer, I eagerly used my free access to screenings to see the festival’s renowned short films. Volunteering also provided me with an opportunity to not only meet locals, but also find people with a similar love for film. It’s interesting how shared interests that move beyond ethnic and national identities can help new arrivals better integrate into their surroundings.

Speaking of identities, it’s been strange and almost refreshing for me to be classified in Cork as American first, Asian second. I know that once I start speaking English, the association with America becomes clear. But in the United States, even with perfect English, Asian Americans often must contend with the “perpetual foreigner” syndrome, marked by the question: “No, where are you from?” hinting at an Asian country of origin. I asked one of my classmates Rosari about this and she said that the Irish always saw America as this multicultural place and that an American could look like just about anything.

Now, while I’ll be the first to trumpet Cork’s virtues if you haven’t noticed already, I’ve also enjoyed traveling around Ireland. Jimmy and I went to Cobh (pronounced “Cove”), the last port of exit for emigrants and the Titanic, to attend a reception with Ambassador Tom Foley and Msg. Steven Rush aboard the Navy destroyer, USS McFaul. Dave, the only other male in my class (we’ve bonded over that fact), took me with him to the beautiful Dingle Peninsula where I tried surfing. Imagine that: a native Californian surfs for the first time in Ireland! Unfortunately my California blood did not make me a natural. Jimmy and I have also perfected the art of running after a departing bus, which has happened twice now, once on our way to Dublin for the Mitchell Orientation and the other time when we went to Galway to visit Nate.

However, the highlight of my travels was a day trip to Killarney with the UCC Mountaineering Club. While I do admit going through an extreme sports phase during seventh grade, I felt severely unprepared for this experience. After our bus ride, we stood at the foot of the peak, Boughil, and I looked for any signs of a trail, switchbacks, or ropes. There weren’t any. Our group leader took out his map and showed us the route: straight up the mountain. So here I was, two weeks into my Mitchell year, hoping that I would not seriously injure myself as I used my legs as well as arms to scale Boughil. This was not a leisurely hike through the woods. Though a bit frightened throughout the climb and exhausted by the end, the view at the top made the effort so worth it.

I want to finally thank the US-Ireland Alliance, which started helping me even before my Mitchell year began in setting up an internship at United Talent Agency with Peter Benedek in Los Angeles. That experience has really given me some context around working in the film industry in the future. I also want to thank my fellow Mitchell Scholars for the incredible times we’ve already had together. I truly appreciate being in a group of people that want to get the most out of any experience and opportunity that comes our way. That energy will surely make this a special year.

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November 2007 Reflection

This should serve as a warning: The Irish, apparently, don’t say “Have a nice day.” For me, “Have a nice day,” is a force of habit—it is a conversation ender, a goodbye, a polite reminder that though I just selfishly pestered you for library books/information/shoes in a size 10 for the past fifteen minutes of your life, I still am concerned with your well-being and the remainder of your day.

The Irish don’t say it—don’t like it, barely tolerate it.

After two weeks of trotting around happily, meeting new people, acquainting myself with UCD, and getting to know Dublin, I was sitting in my marketing class, diligently taking notes when the lecturer said, “…it’s like the way we Irish never say ‘Have a good day.’”

I nearly knocked my computer off of my desk as I was immediately flooded with memories of every time I had uttered that now-taboo phrase to an Irish person. My face flushed and I slouched low in my chair. The lecturer continued the conversation on “have a nice day” for the next 10 minutes and it only got worse as my Irish classmates joined in. “I worked for a phone company in Sydney and part of the script was to finish the conversation with ‘have a nice day,’” announced one member of the class. “It was so unnatural.”

Needless to say, I immediately changed my ways, the way a child adjusts after being severely scolded by a parent. But without “have a nice day,” I was left with little to end conversations with. The true shock, I suppose, was the fact that I am was so socially and conversationally stunted at 22 years old that I had nothing to do with myself after “have a nice day” was stripped from my vocabulary.

I expected there would be an element of culture shock upon moving to Ireland, but I had no idea that a staple of my language was an ugly and unnatural phrase on this side of the pond. The trade-off, however, has been the fact that I have gained a number of new words that commonly fill my conversations—craic, brilliant, grand. As for “craic,” I was a bit thrown the first time I heard it, when my housemate said, “The craic was so good at home we decided not to go out.” There’s really no need to explain what I thought that meant.

I could go on about the things that have constituted my culture shock—language, food, bus schedules, class schedules, attitudes about work and leisure—but really, the best and most interesting parts about being in Ireland have been the other scholars. Allison practically taught me everything I know about the city of Dublin and has properly dragged me out of the house to experience new things—like the crepe shop she would move into if possible and the joys of shopping on Grafton Street. Our regular Dublin Mitchell dinners have been incredible, full of pasta, wine, and—because the other scholars are brilliant, intelligent people—debate on current issues, discussions about the topics in their programs, and hilarious and informative anecdotes on their experiences both in and outside of Ireland.

The sense of camaraderie amongst the scholars is overwhelming. Whether it is Dublin Mitchell night, traveling north to visit Sarah and Frank, or cheering Allison, Jeff, and Jimmy on in another road race, the activities we partake in as a group truly foster a sense of community, trust, and friendship. I am so happy to be able to share these experiences with the other scholars; they are what have made my time here so memorable thus far.

Plus, I can say “Have a nice day,” to them and I won’t go down in history as the most ignorant American on Earth.

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November 2007 Reflection

Within an hour of arriving in Dublin, I walked through the gated archway to Trinity’s campus and stood beneath the Campanile. It was a scene directly out of the tourist brochures – I was awed that this was to be my home for the next 12 months. It is now six weeks later and there are still moments when I’ll stroll across campus and feel so fortunate to be walking on well- worn cobblestone paths, studying and living in gorgeous and historic buildings, and simply being a member of such a prestigious place. In a lot of ways it feels similar to how I felt walking across the campus of my alma mater, Dickinson College, an ancient school by American standards. The history is palpable. But just like my undergraduate years, my time at Trinity is about more than the place – it is the sum of the people and the moments that I will experience here. And thus far, my time at Trinity has been very memorable and rewarding indeed.

My expectations about Dublin centered on a vague knowledge of the buzzwords surrounding Ireland’s economic and cultural trends – the Celtic Tiger, entrepreneurialism, immigration. Dublin was, to my knowledge, a city on the move. What I have found, however, is a culture of paradox. An impromptu live music session at a Joyce-era pub next door to a trendy, cosmopolitan wine bar. An elegant storefront with a homeless mother and baby begging outside. Businesswomen in power suits darting around the other locals and tourists who mosey down the sidewalk. A city on the move where everyone still has time to sit and shoot the breeze over a cup of tea.

My own daily life seems to be at the intersection of old and new. Last Sunday, for instance, I attended mass at the 800-year-old St. Patrick’s Cathedral then enjoyed a leisurely brunch at one of the Mitchell Scholars’ favorite spots – a trendy crepe house called Lemon. The presence of French crepes in Dublin no longer surprises me. After all, right now I am sitting at a picnic table outside Trinity’s campus bar. I see the mens’ rugby team taking on its rival University College Dublin, the cricket club practicing, and ultimate Frisbee team playing a scrimmage. On my walk here a young Spanish couple asked me for directions to the library and I used my broken Spanish to direct them.

Speaking of the library – I am simply in awe every time I step foot inside. The Old Library is one of the most magnificent buildings I have ever seen. Every several weeks I endure the polite elbows of visitors attempting to get a look at the Book of Kells and ascend the steps to this magnificent room. I inevitably find myself whispering to no one in particular, “look at this place!” I’ll admit that I had been hoping I’d be permitted to study in the aisles but even my grad student ID doesn’t allow that kind of privilege! So despite my strongest desires to reach across the ropes and gently open an antique book, I keep my arms clinched tightly at my sides. Trinity’s publicity material includes photos of scholars studying at wooden desks amongst these books – perhaps I can snag a gig as a model at some point during the year!

In addition to the tourist attractions I have visited, the traveling I have done, and the socializing I engage in, I do find time to study! I am finding my peers in the Applied Social Research program to have passions and interests that are very similar to my own. My two primary classes are on qualitative and quantitative research methods, courses that will develop my ability to not only perform original research, but also to understand strong and weak arguments and to make more informed policy decisions. I am certain that the ability to intelligently look at data will help in my future pursuits. My coursework continues through March and then I will spend 10 weeks working full-time for a nonprofit agency in Dublin. This experience will help me to clarify my own policy interests, while also assisting an under-funded organization to better deliver its services to those in need. Just like at home in the United States, a booming economy here in Ireland has left many people behind, and I am passionate about helping to expand opportunities and to broaden access to critical services. My entire education has been driven towards applying my knowledge towards this end and I am looking forward to engaging in this work during my time in Dublin. These goals drive my academic pursuit and I am truly grateful to have the opportunity to develop my skills and understanding at Trinity and in this wonderful community that is my home for the next ten months.

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June 2007 Reflection

On our last adventure together, the Mitchells traveled far and wide – pondering the passage tombs of Newgrange, hiking among the hill forts of Mount Brandon, witnessing the serene beauty of Glenstal Abbey and the extraordinary music of Professor Mícheál Ó Súilleabháin. All of this, and countless other unforgettable experiences, would not have been possible without those who so generously support the US-Ireland Alliance and the Mitchell Scholarship. And of course – it probably goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway – Trina Vargo and Mary Lou Hartman make all of this happen. It is their dedication and vision that turn these ideas into reality – and I’ve been lucky enough to be a part of that exciting reality this year.

My year has taken some exciting turns recently. I just completed a week-long mediation training with the group Mediation Northern Ireland. I was able to compare their methods to other mediation models I have used and draw some valuable teachings from their techniques – techniques which have been tested all over the world as well as in their own backyard. Also quite recently, I was accepted to present a paper on music-based civil society peacebuilding at the Inaugural International Education for Peace (EFP) conference. I will travel to Vancouver in November to present at the conference, participate in some of the workshops, and hear all of the speakers and presenters.

The radio documentary fellow Mitchell Scholar Daniel Preysman got me involved in turned out to be a fascinating experience. I did some interviews along the way, but the bulk of my role was designing sound for the program. For me, weaving in music throughout the piece was especially enjoyable, but the whole experience – traveling out to interview folks, working with Daniel in the studio, and then staying up until 4:00 am the night before the deadline – was full of learning and energy and memorable moments.

At the end of March, the Irish School of Ecumenics (ISE) held its Spring School. The Belfast folks from the Reconciliation Studies program in Belfast came to Dublin and we had lots of inspiring speakers, challenging discussions, and in general it was a good opportunity for students from the Ecumenics, Peace Studies, and Reconciliation Studies programs to visit with each other and reflect on our ISE experiences.

Following up on our earlier visit to Belfast, and a particularly powerful dialogue session facilitated by Healing Through Remembering (HTR), the Spring School hosted two members of HTR, a cross-community Belfast-based organization dealing with Northern Ireland’s complex and troubled past. It was fascinating to learn more about the work HTR is doing. Eliciting participation from former combatants, victims, ex-prisoners, security and intelligence forces, NGOs, and academics, the HTR subgroup on truth recovery and acknowledgement is looking at several options for sustained reconciliation through truth recovery efforts.

Lots of traveling. I traveled to the Aran Islands, where thunderous waves pounded cliffs that looked like the edge of the world. For hours I just stared out at the sea, trying to fathom the magnitude of it all. Some students from the Peace Studies program visited The Hague to observe the International Criminal Court and the International Criminal Tribunal for the former Yugoslavia. We also visited Amsterdam, where I saw the Anne Frank house and the Van Gogh museum and wandered among the canals marveling at the creativity, friendliness, and diversity of the city (60% of primary school students in Amsterdam come from non-Dutch backgrounds!). When my mom and sister visited, we made day trips to Dun Laoghaire, Howth, and Dalkey. And I will spend most of the month of June in Israel visiting family, swimming in the Mediterranean, and working on my dissertation.

The rest of the summer will consist of that as well (the dissertation, not the Mediterranean), along with working at Cornucopia, which is not only the best vegetarian restaurant in Dublin but also a vibrant and cozy gathering space. It works well for me to plunge into the fast-paced, lively atmosphere there several times a week since I spend so much time at the computer.

The other distraction I have is music. A friend and I have formed a duo of sorts, playing Irish traditional music, jazz, flamenco, and interesting combinations of the three. John plays fiddle; I play guitar. The other night we met to practice and, realizing that it would be inconsiderate to make music while people were studying for exams, we found a bench outside. Minutes later, a crowd had gathered to dance. Many stopped to listen and more than a few asked where was our hat. My hat’s on my head, I thought, and I checked. It was indeed on my head. Your money hat, they said, for euros! So now we’re buskers. It was a happy accident and John and I have a lot of fun with it.

As I begin to think about my departure from this island, the inevitable plan-making is set in motion. I’m not sure exactly what next year has in store for me, but as I reflect on all that this year has brought, all that it has meant, all that I’ll take with me, I am reminded of the words my friend imparted to me when I left the US for Ireland:

“In one sense we are always traveling, and traveling as if we did not know where we are going. In another sense, we have arrived.”
-Thomas Merton

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June 2007 Reflection

Although I still have a month-and-a-half before I depart from Derry, the time has come to compose my final Mitchell Scholar journal. Once again, these past few months have been filled with a combination of study, work, and travel, and have been made all the more interesting by the events of the continuing peace process here in Northern Ireland.

One of the benefits of my academic program is that I have had the freedom to read and write about topics largely of my choice. This semester, I studied (once again) the Arab-Israeli conflict and wrote an essay about why the two-state solution has remained beyond the grasp of Jews and Arabs in Palestine/Israel. I also examined the debate about the right of humanitarian intervention, as well as the utility of recasting this right as a “responsibility to protect.” With coursework complete, my attention returns to the Northern Ireland peace process for my MA thesis. Another privilege of attending Magee College has been the opportunity to attend the Tip O’Neill Lecture Series, convened by Nobel Laureate John Hume. At the start of June, Irish Senator Maurice Hayes reflected on the current status of the peace process in Northern Ireland; last year, I heard Irish President Mary McAleese speak.

,p>This has been a momentous time for a student of peace and conflict to live in Northern Ireland. In early May, the Democratic Unionist Party and Sinn Fein, the most popular of Northern Ireland’s unionist and nationalist parties, respectively, formed a power-sharing executive. Government powers were devolved to an executive led by First Minister Ian Paisley, the octogenarian “Dr. No” who had initially opposed the 1998 Good Friday Agreement and long promised never to enter government with Sinn Fein, and Deputy First Minister Martin McGuinness, Sinn Fein’s chief negotiator and a former leader of the Provisional IRA. Heralded by some as the final realization of the political arrangements stipulated by the Good Friday Agreement, the new government may both signal and precipitate the “normalization” of politics that so many in Northern Ireland seem to desire.
In my own small way, as a basketball coach through PeacePlayers International (formerly Playing for Peace), I was glad to have had the opportunity this year to help foster positive interactions among kids from Northern Ireland’s diversifying communities. In early May, I attended the end-of-season celebration for the Limavady Lightning girls’club team I coached. I was reminded that here in Northern Ireland, historical rivals (unionists and nationalists) must strive to create communities in which they can live peacefully not just with each other, but also with the growing number of immigrants from Europe and further abroad.

Over the past few months, I have had several opportunities to travel. I returned to the States at the beginning of April to celebrate Passover with my family and to interview (successfully) for the Dorot Fellowship, which will allow me to live, volunteer, and study in Israel next year. It was great to be able to visit with friends and family and helpful to have time at home to explore law school options.

At the end of April, I spent a week at the Irish College in Leuven, Belgium on a trip organized by the University of Ulster. The town of Leuven was charming, with green parks and a large central square lined with bars and cafes with outdoor tables that would fill with university students (including my classmates and me) in the evening. The Irish College arranged for us a series of lectures on the history, structure, and policies of the European Union and day trips to Brussels, the World War I battlefields in Ypres, and the Nazi concentration camp at Breendonk. It proved to be an interesting and informative program and a good opportunity to spend time with my classmates before the academic year drew to a close.

During the last two weeks of May, I traveled around the Republic of Ireland, enjoying one final jaunt with the Mitchell Scholars and the opportunity to see more of the island I have called home since September. Two days with a college friend exploring the rugged beauty of Connemara led to a very full birthday on which I biked and hiked around Inis Mor, the largest of the Aran Islands. Returning to Dublin for the Mitchell Scholar ring ceremony, I was glad to have five more days with my Mitchell Scholar classmates and friends. The craic was good in Dublin and remained that way as we visited Newgrange and Glenstal Abbey, enjoyed amazing live music outside Limerick and in Dingle, and braved the snow to ascend Ireland’s second tallest mountain, Mt. Brandon. Getting to know the Mitchells proved a highlight of the year, and I look forward to seeing them more in the future. After we disbanded, I enjoyed another five days in the scenic County Kerry, hiking the mountains of the Dingle, Iveragh, and Beara Peninsulas and exploring Killarney National Park. My return to Derry took me through Galway, a bustling and colorful city to which I hope to return this summer.

Overall, I have had a very interesting and rewarding nine months on the island of Ireland and look forward to a month-and-a-half more. I have learned a lot about what I came here to study – peace and conflict – as well as the island’s people and their histories, and myself. I thoroughly enjoy traditional Irish music, both for the emotions of joy and sorrow that the fiddle, flute, whistle, pipes, guitar, and bodhran so readily convey, and for the community atmosphere the music fosters among musicians and listeners alike, often blurring the lines between the two. I have enjoyed pushing myself up and down the sides of the island’s hills and mountains, for the chance to test my limits, to contemplate quietly, and to engage in conversation. I have gained a better understanding of the importance of developing, and situating oneself, within a community, and of the challenges faced by people trying to create a life far from home. And I have come to appreciate the courage and persistence of those who, in more and less publicized ways, have worked to foster more peaceful relations within Northern Ireland during decades of conflict and the ensuing peace process. It is only fitting to close by thanking my fellow Mitchell Scholar friends, Trina, Mary Lou, and everyone else at the US-Ireland Alliance, the University of Ulster, and elsewhere who have contributed to making the experiences of this year possible for me.

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June 2007 Reflection

In my previous reflection entries, I have themed my writing around the topic of the senses – visions, tastes and sounds of Belfast. I could continue by describing the smells of Belfast, but that might not make for the best entry! Besides the whiff of the Ulster Fry wafting from the nearby eateries each morning, the most significant smell in recent months has been the aroma of spring as it has sprung in Belfast these last few weeks. The freshness of the mowed grass and the flowers in full bloom have made the Botanic Gardens the most popular spot in town. In fact, one would be hard pressed to find a place to spread a picnic in most parks this weekend as the entire population has set out to take in the gorgeous sunshine, re-discovering the beauty of Belfast after a long winter’s nap.

But a fifth sense – the touch, or rather the feel, of Northern Ireland lends itself to this, my final entry. Though I’ve likely spent as much time away from Belfast as in it during these last few months, I’ve found myself satisfied and almost relieved at times to return home to “B-town” at the end of each of my journeys. There is something about the feel of the city that attracts me to it. It is more than just a place to call home or a familiar turf. I wrote in a previous entry that Belfast had become my home, but there comes a moment when home is not just a place to hang your hat or merely where everybody knows your name. I associate Northern Ireland with a sentiment of cozyness that it invokes in me. Furthermore, I feel offended when people I meet demean the region with a dismissive smirk. At passport control in the Dublin Airport last week, I told the immigration officer I was on my way home to the North where I was studying. Upon telling him I was studying politics, he snickered and questioned whether I intended to study for an eternity. It is this tone that I find unhelpful and degrading.

No, living in Northern Ireland is not always worry-free. Challenges abound, as they do in every community, and here they are especially deep. Earlier this semester in my Conflict Intervention class, a row broke out among the students who contested the way in which to represent the conflict here. We discussed the possibility of creating a museum to commemorate the Troubles. One student replied that a museum would not be appropriate because this conflict was not over – a museum implies closure, she said. The professor offered that perhaps it would help to bring closure, to which others piped in that it was just too soon. The last room of the museum would be empty, one said. “The future of this place has yet to be determined.”

This attitude contrasted with the congratulatory frame of reference adopted by the BBC in its coverage of D-Day – the day in which devolution was restored in May. From that day on, I noticed a shift in tone from those in the “outside world” when I discussed Northern Ireland – from an attitude of doom and gloom manifest in the immigration officer’s reply I described above, to one of pleasant surprise that progress was actually being made. Earlier, they had all held their breath while Ian Paisley was deciding whether he would enter into power-sharing; now, they breathe a sigh of relief. On D-Day itself, there was little commotion in South Belfast where Queen’s is located. In fact, no one seemed to notice that anything was happening at all – it was just a normal Tuesday at the University. When questioned, local students expressed their cautious satisfaction with the process.

The week before that day, at a Truth and Reconciliation event, older participants made a plea to the students present that they move on and forget – really forget – the troubled history of the North. They asked them to move forward with a new set of lenses aimed toward building bridges to further the community as a whole. Others found this thought repulsive – that one could actually go on as though nothing had happened while residents are still mourning their losses, searching for answers to crimes long past. They argued that the only way forward was through the reconciliation of injustice. These dichotomous perspectives reflect our class discussion and the feeling of many of my local friends. It is difficult to determine how best to remember – and forget – the Troubles. Around all the excitement for devolution, an outsider tends to stop thinking about the neighborhood level and the individual sentiments toward change. Yet, juxtaposed against the ceremonies of D-Day are the marches of summer which have just now begun again, reminding us that while the political elites shake hands, next-door neighbors have yet to do so.

In spite of these mixed impressions, springtime in Northern Ireland can convert the non-believing that Belfast is a great place to be. The thought of leaving this place stirs up feelings … I feel like I will be losing a friend. But just as each of my friends occupies a special place in my heart, I risk sounding cliché when I suggest that my year in Northern Ireland will do the same. It has had a transformative power over me, like only the deepest of experiences can have. To the brilliant Scholars with whom I am privileged to share this year – thank you for being you! To the outstanding staff of the Alliance – thank you for making this possible! And to Belfast – thanks for the memories; it’s been an honor to be here.

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June 2007 Reflection

I am writing this final entry as my three suitcases lay open beside me (and as I’m wondering whether they will be enough!). In two days I will be going back to my hometown in New Jersey to spend the summer, before moving to Iowa in August to do my MFA at the Iowa Writers’ Workshop.

When I look back on this year, I am blown away by how I have changed and what I have learned. Being in Ireland opened up more doors for me than I can count. I remember so clearly the US-Ireland Alliance barbecue in DC last summer before I left, where I met the previous class of scholars and was awed by how mature and cosmopolitan they all seemed. I was incredibly nervous coming here; I had never been out of the U.S. for more than three months, and I couldn’t imagine how being gone for almost a year would feel when it was all said and done.

But now it has been nine months, and with the exception of 5 days at home for Christmas, I have been traveling and living abroad all that time. I am leaving with a new confidence. I feel like I am more than capable of anything I choose to do. I remember my first night in Dublin, it suddenly hit me that I was “out in the world.” It was very different from college; there were not a thousand other students having the same experience, with the same nerves. Suddenly I was a graduate student; a foreign student; no longer taking money from my parents; and more on my own than I had ever been.

Twenty years from now I will tell my children all the things I had done before I reached the age of 23—so many of them occurred here. During this year I traveled to thirteen countries and twice as many cities; I published eight short stories and wrote the first half of a novel; I was accepted into my dream MFA program; I met ten other amazing Mitchell Scholars and formed bonds with them that I know will last throughout our lives; I entered into a new community, the US-Ireland Alliance, and the hundreds or thousands of people involved with it, which I know I will always now be a part of; I met dozens of Ireland’s greatest writers; I hiked Ireland’s second-highest mountain and saw snow there for the first time all year; and I now have a lifelong affinity for this country.

I have only aged one year during my time here, but I feel five years older. I think challenging yourself to take chances—on people, places, and careers—is so much more valuable in the long run, no matter how intimidating it seems. I don’t think I’ve chosen the taken road—by writing; by going abroad instead of working after college; or even by choosing Ireland, when so many students think first and foremost of graduate school in England. But what made the Mitchell program and Ireland so special to me was the intimacy of it all.

Now I am also looking forward to going back to the U.S.—I think I will see it so differently now. I’m looking forward to seeing my family, and spending in dollars and not in Euro, and to having a Magnolia cupcake in Greenwich Village! But I know that my time in Ireland has colored, in a positive way, my experiences for years to come—so thank you to all the people who were here with me during this experience, and all the people who allowed me to go.

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June 2007 Reflection

A new segment of my Irish life has begun, even as some things remain the same: friends from home and other Scholars have been visiting, the Galway water supply is still infected with the parasite cryptosporidium, and I get bus sick during my Irish travels. April’s Easter Break brought a busy travel schedule. Friends from Minnesota came to Galway during the first week. We had a lovely day for our road trip along the coast of County Clare, finishing at the Cliffs of Moher, and arriving safely back in Galway after navigating roundabout after roundabout! I also took a quick trip over to London (thanks to USIT!) where I spent a few glorious days wandering in Notting Hill, through museums, along the Thames, and generally past any key landmark of London.

Spring exams finished in May and I have moved on to work on my thesis. For all those who are interested, my work centres on using gene therapy and constructing a lentiviral vector that specifically targets megakaryocytes, the progenitor cells of platelets. For the non-scientists out there, I am interested in delivering a gene or two genes to cells involved in blood clotting. It is exciting to be back in the laboratory!

The end of the year Mitchell trip was a great success. I loved the peaceful serenity at Glenstal Abbey and spending time again in the fishing village of Dingle. It was also good to see everyone together before we scatter to new schools and jobs across the world next year. After driving cross-country with my fellow Scholars, from Dublin to Limerick to Dingle, I can say that they are each incredible. They climb mountains (Mt. Brandon at least), stir-fry delicious meals, and remain down-to-earth people. Moreover, they have made my year in Ireland all the more rewarding as I got to know each of them individually through travels, hosting, and visiting them at their respective cities.

Just last weekend I indulged the tourist side of me and travelled down to Cork. I kissed the Blarney Stone to gain the gift of gab and wandered along St. Patrick Street for a bit of shopping. It is hard to believe that I can look at a map of Ireland and point to a region of the country (unfortunately not the North yet) and tell a story about my travels there. When I think back to my pre-Ireland jitters of moving to a new country, I realize that I have matured in subtle ways. I am more confident as a scientist and as a person, more patient, and more appreciative of small things during the day, such as sunshine and sharing tea with friends. The friendships I have formed this year with my Irish classmates will last a lifetime. Already I have plans in my mind to visit them.

Many thanks go out to Trina, Mary Lou, and the sponsors of the U.S.-Ireland Alliance for the wonderful opportunities that I have had this year. It has been a pleasure to get to know both of you this year and for the years to come. The Mitchell-related events, both formal and informal, combined with my experiences in the West of Ireland have made this an unforgettable year. Go raibh mile maith agaibh.

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June 2007 Reflection

My Mitchell experience is coming to a close and I have reached that point at which I must reflect back on the past year. In the end, my Mitchell experience lived up to my expectations and hopes, and even brought a number of pleasant surprises.

One of these surprises was the extraordinary dynamism of the island of Ireland. Indeed, it was this dynamism that in many ways ended up defining and dominating my Mitchell experience both in the North and the South. The dynamism and critical shifts that are taking place in the North are certainly self-evident and dramatic. These were changes that literally took place in front of our eyes. Many people called the elections and subsequent formation of government the “actualization” of the peace process. In any case, a society that had been wracked by decades and decades of violence, hate and conflict, seemed to finally be turning the corner. Here we were witnessing a society that seemed very much ready to move on, with leaders that finally appeared to be catching up. Being there to witness this in person is something that I will never forget.

Though perhaps a little less self-evident, the changes and dynamism within the Republic are no less fascinating. Ireland is a society that has undergone fundamental and dramatic changes over the past fifteen years. Where before, Ireland was a country that most Irish people wanted to leave, now most are staying and some of those who left are even coming back. The “Celtic Tiger” has launched itself into the forefront of the global economy, transforming itself, almost overnight. It has been fascinating not just to see these economic changes firsthand, but do see how such a rapid transformation has affected the people of Ireland on a societal, cultural, and political level.

Where before, Ireland may have understood itself as the perennial underdog, its people “poor but honorable,” it is now having to re-assess itself in this new context. The Irish have always distinguished themselves from other cultures and nations, in part by the unique perspective that their history of poverty, oppression, and tragedy has given them. But now as a member of the “rich club,” how do they retain that difference, and how do they continue to make it “cool to be Irish” in the 21st century? In some ways, I found parallels in Ireland’s experience within my own individual experience. As someone who has always viewed himself as an underdog, I have now been blessed with unusual opportunities and have reached a level of unique privilege. Just like with the Irish, however much I would like to deny it, I’m not quite the underdog that I used to be. In this way, there is a lot that I can learn in the future from the Irish people in how they adapt to their new status.

There are many other interesting questions that come as a part of the transformation that Ireland is currently undergoing. What role will religion and faith play in this new Irish society? How will the Irish deal with the increasing diversity in their country? The Irish were once intensely devout Catholics and largely homogeneous. Both of those things are changing. The political landscape in Ireland is also quite interesting. In addition to the historic elections in the North, we also saw an election in the South that returned the ruling party to power once again. There seems to be a great deal of satisfaction with the way things are going politically. But it’s a strange, almost awkward satisfaction. Something isn’t right. Indeed, there is some danger that this satisfaction might turn to complacency, or even a fear of any further change, changes that will need to be made to ensure that Ireland remains competitive.

Other issues arose as well. Just as Ireland is at such a critical juncture with regard to how it understands itself, it is also at a similar juncture with regard to its relationship with the United States. How do the Irish understand and integrate their new relationship with the United States now that the United States is not the foremost destination for Irish immigrants that it once was? Furthermore, how can Ireland continue to find a way to provide a link between the United States and Europe when their values and priorities seem to be shifting apart in such dramatic ways? What does the U.S-Irish relationship look like in the 21st century, how is it different, and how can it continue to work to the benefit of both nations? These questions remain unanswered, and perhaps at this moment, unanswerable. What is certain though is that the answer to these questions will be critically important to both nations, as will the relationship itself. Furthermore, as an American studying in Ireland, these are questions that are unavoidable.

Though Ireland itself is undergoing tremendous changes, my time on the island, as I had hoped, was for the most part pretty relaxed. One of the great things about post-graduate academic programs in Ireland and indeed, the Mitchell scholarship program in general, is that you largely determine the pace of the year. The Mitchell year could be a time to slow down, relax, think about, read about, and experience things that you might never again have time to. Some of the things that I accomplished and experiences that I had fell into this category.

I found myself cooking regularly for the first time (though with all due respect to Irish cuisine, this wasn’t entirely by choice). While at Queens, I found the time to take Salsa classes and brush up on my Spanish. I worked out regularly and ironically, despite all the time I spent with friends at the pub over the course of the year, I feel healthier than I’ve been in a long time. Then again, as they say, contrary to popular belief, Guinness is actually one of the more nutritious and low calorie beers out there (There is even a billboard that reads “176 calories per glass. We don’t understand it either.”). Or as the slogan goes, “Guinness for Strength”! So maybe it’s not such a coincidence after all.

But my pace would shift at times. If there were things that I wanted to pursue in greater depth, and often there were, I always had the opportunity. Sometimes my days would be packed with guest lectures around campus, internship duties, and finishing up blogs. But I never felt as though anything was forced upon me. If there were things that I wanted to learn more about, I always had that option. Education at its best. I never felt overwhelmed or stressed and therefore my experience was not just highly educational, but refreshing and rejuvenating as well. Though I have grown a great deal over the past year, I am not tired or beat down. To the contrary, I feel as ready as I have ever been for the challenges that await me.

My last few months in Ireland also consisted of a number of memorable experiences. My family came and visited me over St. Patrick’s Day, which was particularly notable. As part of this visit, my Dad was adamant that we take a “pilgrimage” to the Guinness Factory in Dublin on St. Patty’s Day itself. Needless to say, our pilgrimage lived up to all expectations. My Dad is hugely proud of his Irish heritage, though only having visited there twice late in his life, a pride that was passed on to him from his parents. Indeed, it is interesting how the “idea” of Ireland is passed on from generation to generation among Irish Americans. I have to wonder how my experience in Ireland over the course of the year will change the way in which I pass on my Irish heritage to my children. For me now, Ireland is not just an idea; it is a real place with a culture, society, and history that I now have some level of familiarity with. I can no longer just pass on the Irish mystique. What I pass on will have more substance, and therefore, I would hope, perhaps greater value. In any case, my year in Ireland will be the focal point.

I also had the opportunity to travel to some other parts of Ireland besides Galway and Dublin. I visited Limerick, Cork, and traveled throughout the Southwest with the other Mitchell Scholars. It is true what they say, to truly get a sense of what Ireland is like as a whole, you have to visit different parts of the country. While Galway could feel small to me at times, it took a couple trips to other parts of the Western coast and South to realize that in that context Galway is truly a bustling urban metropolis!

I absolutely love the city of Dublin. It is one of the few cities in the world that has truly embraced the rest of the world, while still maintaining a distinct domestic flavor and spirit. Dublin is an international city, but it is also a thoroughly Irish city. But Dublin is a world apart from the rest of Ireland. Despite all the advances made by this “Celtic Tiger,” there are still, without a doubt, more sheep in this country than human beings. For some reason, that really fascinated me, leading to much amusement for the other Mitchell Scholars. Though all of those questions relating to the transformation of Ireland are perplexing, the greatest puzzle for me continues to be how on earth a country can be so successful when 95% of its land seems to be taken up by sheep grazing? Ahh, even after a year attempting to decipher it, the impenetrable Irish mystique remains!

I gained a lot from this past year, some of it expected, some it unexpected. I made friends that I hope to grow closer to in years to come. I deepened my interest, knowledge and passion for expansion of human rights protection and the prevention of conflict. I grew as a person, taking advantage of opportunities to consider new perspectives and experience new things. And finally, I developed a relationship with a place and people that I hope will last for the rest of my life. If Ireland wasn’t an important part of who I was before, it certainly is now.

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June 2007 Reflection

Wow, it is hard to believe that the year is already over. When I last wrote it was March, and I was headed home for reading week. While I was there, I went back up to New York to see my younger sister’s high school musical. Strange, I missed the one her freshman year, but I was only in DC then, not Dublin. When I got back to Ireland, I had six weeks of classes left and a dissertation to write. Second semester with the specific subject area classes was so much more interesting and engaging than first semester. It was also nice that in second semester, classes were shared between the MA in International Security and Conflict, the MA in Globalization, and the MA in International Relations. It made for a nice change of pace as different voices entered the daily debates.

The big project of the past two months has been getting my dissertation done alongside of classes and final papers. It wasn’t due until mid September, but with summer jobs, buying a house, and law school coming up, I had resolved not to bring it home. My adviser at DCU really pushed me to clean up my format and clarify the overall argument, as well as to clearly define each step in its progression. It must have been worthwhile, because when I presented the paper at the International Sunbelt Conference for Social Network Analysis in Corfu the first week of May, it got a very warm reception.

One interesting feat has been applying for summer jobs and fellowships in DC from Dublin. I remember when I was in Florence for the spring semester of my junior year how badly I felt for all those trying to manage applications and expensive phone (if not in-person) interviews. I had gotten lucky and had a job through my scholarship with the DHS, but this time around, I wasn’t so fortunate. Skype, however, once again has managed to save the day. I have done no less than four full telephone interviews from my computer at a ridiculously low rate of two cents a minute. As a result, I will be working as a research intern for the Council on Global Terrorism, and I have an interview for the Deloitte Emergency Preparedness Fellowship two days after I fly home. It really has been amazing how much easier technology over just the past year and a half has made studying abroad.

The last week, however, has been bittersweet. Throughout the year I have loved getting together with our entire Mitchell class for our various trips and events. Unfortunately, the ring ceremony in Dublin and the trip out to Limerick mark the last time the whole class will be together like this, outside of future reunions that simply won’t quite be the same. At the ring ceremony, I couldn’t help but be impressed at how accomplished this class continues to be as I heard what the Scholars have planned for the next years. It truly is a special thing to be a part of such a group. Another bonus was that I got to see my internship host one more time, and I got to introduce him to everyone in the program who up until then had been only names to him.

The next night, the girls threw me a hen party. Granted, I’m not getting married until August 2008, but they thought it was the perfect time and excuse to go out to a bar and wear silly masks in a tame version of what we heard Irish bachelorette parties could be. From there it was off to Limerick where we got to spend a fascinating evening with an unbelievably talented father/two sons set of musicians. It was a night of home cooked food, casual banter, and listening to original music on piano, drum, and guitar. The last thing I got to do with my class of Scholars was go to Glenstal Abbey the next morning. The Abbey is located in an idyllic setting of woods and flowers and waters. It was so beautiful and peaceful that I couldn’t help thinking how perfect it would be for a week-long retreat. Sadly for me, once I got back on the bus, the spell was over, and I had to head back to Dublin to pack up and ship out for DC.

It really has been a memorable year full of learning, making lifelong friends, and getting an entirely new perspective on the world. I know that my future study and work will be strongly influenced by all the things I have experienced here this past year. While on the one hand I am returning to my home and my fiancé and my family and my school, I will never entirely leave behind all the people I’ve met over here and lessons they’ve taught me.

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June 2007 Reflection

It feels like ages since I wrote my last Mitchell entry. I’ve changed my thesis topic, spent weeks driving around the Irish countryside, flown to Pittsburgh, back to Dublin, gone out to Limerick, driven up the west coast, and back to Dublin and now Belfast.

I suppose the most important piece of new information is that I’m spending the summer working for the BBC in Northern Ireland, a job I’m very excited about and already enjoying immensely. I’m working at the Broadcasting House in downtown Belfast and I’m splitting the summer between the Politics Unit and the Online Production team. I started work on Tuesday, and I’ve been doing a mix of tasks helping out with live programs, pre-recorded interviews, and packaged films. Tuesday was my first day of work and I was at the Legislative Assembly until 8pm working on a radio show for that night’s broadcast. I’ve already learned a ton about broadcasting and am looking forward to the rest of the summer.

Apart from the BBC, the biggest thing going on in my life right now is my thesis. After a bit of negotiation with my thesis adviser, I was able to change my old topic to a radio documentary about Irish moonshine. The topic is somewhat ironic because although I do have an occasional beer or glass of wine, I’m a very, very light drinker. The subject is fascinating though and is tied up with notions of Irish country life, Irish relations with the British, the place of alcohol in society, and the effects of wealth on Ireland.

Moonshine in Ireland is called poitín (PU-cheen) and has been illegal for more than three hundred years. Of course, that hasn’t stopped people from producing it, and in the early 1800’s, ¾ of all alcohol produced in Ireland was poitín, with country farmers brewing and distilling it in bogs and on islands. In recent years, however, the production of poitín has nearly died out because people have moved to the cities and become wealthier, hence able to buy commercial spirits. I spent weeks traveling around Ireland interviewing people who used to make poitín. I interviewed a police officer, a forensics analyst (who tests poitín when it gets confiscated), a restaurant chef who uses it, and a country doctor who has seen the effect it’s had on people’s health. I’ve got the majority of my interviews done and need to edit it down and start weaving them together.

My second semester of classes was just as interesting as the first and although I found myself pressed to the wall at the end of it, I enjoyed them a lot. For my publications course, I produced six-sample pages of a current affairs magazine, a project I spent a full week doing. For my features course, I did a final article on discrimination against women in the construction industry. In Media Law, I learned about the efforts to reform Ireland’s legal profession and wrote a 10-page paper on the battles that are being waged over those reforms.

I’ve learned so much in a short time, about Ireland and about journalism. Now I’m in Northern Ireland and learning about broadcast skills and about the politics and the history here. I can’t imagine the year having gone better and for that I’m grateful to a host of people. Most of all I want to thank the US-Ireland Alliance and all its benefactors, including the Irish and US Governments, Derek and Siobhan Quinlan, Pat and Teresa Mooney, Cross-Atlantic Capital Partners, and John Morrissey. (I should say I finally met many of these people at our end-of-year reception and really enjoyed getting to know them.) I also want to thank all of the professors and staff at DCU who encouraged and supported me throughout the year, especially John O’Sullivan, Colum Kenny, Eoin Campbell and Damien Hickey. Finally, I want to thank Trina Vargo, Mary Lou, and all of the Mitchell Scholars from whom I learned so much and whose friendship I know will last for many years.

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June 2007 Reflection

I write this final journal almost in shock that the year is over. The last part passed so quickly. Now that I am home I am able to see what a great impact my time in Ireland has had on my life. I am sincerely grateful to the US-Ireland Alliance for allowing me to be a Mitchell Scholar. The experience has helped shape my understanding of Ireland, the world and myself.

In the last few months I finished school at the University of Limerick. My classes in the second semester were very interesting and I feel as though they introduced me to many topics that I will be able to continue to study and one day use in my career. In particular, my public international law class was useful in showing me the connections between law and development. I feel this course helped me focus my interests in a way that will be very beneficial when I begin law school in the fall.

In May my mother came to visit. We were able to travel to Blarney, Cork, Galway, Killarney, the Ring of Kerry and Westport. In Westport my mother and I were able to track down a distant relative that owns a butcher shop. We walked into his shop and were able to chat with him for a while. I have to say this was one of the highlights of my year. It was fascinating for me to meet someone that I was related to, but that had led such a different life. If my great grandmother had not set off on a boat for the United States life would have been very different. I think my mother really enjoyed her time in Ireland, especially seeing the places where the stories she had heard from her grandparents were set.

Also in May I went on the final trip with the Mitchell Scholars. This began in Dublin with the ring ceremony. We were generously taken care of while staying in the historic Shelbourne Hotel. At the ceremony I enjoyed hearing Ambassador Foley speak and also meeting with the other guests and supporters of the scholarship.

The next day we traveled to Newgrange, where we were able to enter the tomb. This was one of the neatest experiences of my life. It was both eerie and spiritual at the same time. We had to pass through a narrow stone entrance, hunching over. Our guide gathered us in the inner chamber and then turned off the lights and used a flashlight to simulate the way the sun enters the chamber’s window exactly on the winter solstice. It was amazing to think about the skill that was used to construct this tomb and how connected to the earth and the sky these people must have been. The ambience in the tomb was powerful.

The next leg of the trip brought me back to Limerick. Here we enjoyed an evening of music at the home of the O’Suilleabhains. The very talented father and sons serenaded us with original music and also amused us with delightful explanations of their songs. I have seldom been in a home filled with such spirit, enthusiasm and fun.

Finally we ended our trip in Dingle. Dingle is probably the most beautiful place I have been in Ireland. It is a shame I only saw it in my last few days, yet I am so thankful I was able to experience it. In Dingle I was able to walk around by the fishing ships and look in artisans’ shops. As a group we feasted on Dingle’s finest seafood (perhaps the best fish I’ve ever had). On our final day we scaled the second tallest mountain in Ireland. Our guide, Darach, led us up this steep walk in the rain and mud. The hike itself was quite challenging, but when we reached the top and stood there with the snow falling down, I felt accomplished and lucky that I had not broken an ankle on the crumbling rocks. That night we celebrated our last night together. Afterward some of us went to a very old pub that was full of life and good traditional music. The pub was packed with people, women in hen parties, men with their mates, and visitors from numerous countries. People were dancing, drinking, clapping and singing as a man and woman played fast traditional music. I could not think of a better way to end my time in Ireland. It was one of my favorite nights and I will remember it for years to come.

Thank you sincerely to Mary Lou Hartman and Trina Vargo for all of their help and support throughout the year. I would also like to thank the other scholars for their friendship and kindness.

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