Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Its a FREE TOPIC, HURRY UP TO GET IT!!

In this time I will write about my favorite sport. When I was a little child, my favorite sport was football. My place in the game was to be the keeper. I like to be the keeper because nobody else wanted to be the goalkeeper. Al the litlle boys and girls want to be the star to shine, and that mean to be the striker. But as a goalkeeper I can play in all the matches, and was great!. I became a great goalkeeper, and I joined to the best team in the school. I really enjoy the sport, and it was very fun to me.

But I grow up, and the football lose the fun. The people who composed the team left it. My motivation and spirit decreased in the time, and also my performance. The happinnes was lost. And I feel lost too.

Many years after, I join to the marcial art school  "Neg Gung Do", which mean "Inner energy". The marcial art developed in the school is "Tang Soo Do", born in Corea and with  Japanise and Chinese influence. And I practice the Occidental style, the "Mi Guk Kwan", developed by Charles Ferraro, from North América.
My first teacher was Daniel Medina, a university student of Biotechnology. In this school I know a little and bizarre family, a team in the good and  bad times. Here I know my body, their stregths and weakness. And I know a good people, always ready to give a hand in any matter or topic. Is a good school, and I have luck to know it.
Today, four years later, my teacher are in Spain, working. And my teacher is Gabriel Mancilla, a friend of Daniel. The people who know in the past live in my memory, and today the little team is more bigger ans strong.
It`s a new phase, ready to be something beautiful and unknown.

Friday, October 3, 2014

My dream job?. I don´t think so, but here I am.

I choose study in the university because in my land you need a career to be something, even if you want to be "something" in any area of specialty.
Without a university degree, your salary is insufficient to live with dignity, or in others words, its probably to be a poor people without the social network (and maybe, just maybe by the knowledge and expertise) acquired in the university.
In others countries the situation it's different, but here it's important the school, the friends, your LAST name, where you come from, where you live and the university. Even exist specific places in Chile to develop some of these skills.
And is assume that I will be a Sociologie. What is suppose to be? Nobody knows. Maybe is make analysis of the market, to rank the consume for the development of a product. 
Maybe I'm wrong an it's help people in social risk, working in the government, or maybe doing fieldwork to realize an Investigation for the academy.

I prefer to work in a open space, whit direct contact of the people. If i need to work in a office, i will do, but is not the ideal. Maybe a mixture between both. Anyway, my priority is use the skills learned in the university, and develop.
I don't want a academy career. For this reason i don't think in a future academy degree, but probably the market will force me to get it.  


In the future will see what happens.



Wednesday, September 24, 2014

The cultural shock in my work as a waiter.

The cultural shock it's a break in the agent of the social structure. This structuralism vision of the life comes from United States of América, developed for Talcott Parson, with the influences of Claude Levis Strauss, the father of Anthropological structuralism, even though Parson try to make a synthesis of Marx, Weber and Durkheim, the fathers of the sociologie.
With this concept of "cultural shock" i will try to show an example with my work as a waiter in a chinese restaurant, in Santiago, Chile.
In the restaurant work people of all nationalities. chileans, peruvians, chinese (young and old) and Haitians. Even some people don't speak spanish at all. The old chinese founders don´t understand very well the local language, and most of their communication is with signs. I never complety understand the old grandfather and the old grandmather(the founding couple). Also the old men always is angry. Nobody know why, but we try to live and work with his weirdness. 
The other peoples who speak spanish also have their own argot. And intonation, and syntax. Then, it´s not very easy understand all the communications in the restaurant.
The communication breakdown it´s prevalent in some people.
But differences asides, the communication it´s possible. And the daily coexistence too. All together make a unique community, with good and bad ponit. It´s the live and finally we have a good time.  




Monday, September 22, 2014

Mobile phone video presentation: Number 1



I fell so embarrassing about make the video, sorry for the delay!
I will try to improve the next time.
I don't have a speech or script, but i try to make a good thing (more or less).



Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Holidays



My last holiday was a few years ago, in Buenos Aires, Argentina,
My uncle invited me to his apartament. He live with his couple, an architech, in a big apartment.
I lived here for one or two month -I don't remember with acurracy-, but the important thing was living together. Was a challenge, but not so hard. They have a daily routine and I have other daily routine. Only in a few occasions the routines converges, for a common good. In this occasions, we go to the theater, or we run for the park. I have my routine. I woke up, used the bathroom, clean my body and go out for a run.
I lose weight, and was never so thin anymore.  
But for the most of the time, I travel for Buenos aires, alone. I enjoy it, because i can see the hidden side of the city. And i talk with the people, in different topics. And they answered me, and told me about her life. So much different to Santiango, where the people refuse to talk with strangers.
I go to the museum, and can see the real life in Argentina.
For all of this, in my opinion was the best holiday in my sort life.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

I don't know anything. Really. (Why I did to choose Sociology?)


In the begginnig, the first time that i think in the future was in 2007. In this year, my college period comes to end. And then, my first though was "What now?. What is the path to follow it?". In the journey, i found tracks in the way. Just a little, enough to continue in the career.
In the first place, my interest in the society as a social system. With all the pieces, levels and meanings. Maybe because i don't be satisfied with the simple explanations. Was issuficient to me. Maybe because Im a complicated people.
In the second place, my family. I can't sleep in the bed all the life. I was pushed to the life, to the street, to the social group. And if i dont study, i have to work. And whitout a carrer, in Chile, you are nothing.
Except if you are son or daugther of a big family, from the Chilena Olygarchy. But it`s not the case.
We are just common people.
Then, i need to study. Sociology didn`t was the first option. Was "Design", "Animation", or  any carrer with a pencil, a draw, and a little of write. But my mother was scared for my future. She studied Desing in the past, ant she know the laboral field, and think I did a mistake.
Maybe was right. Maybe not.
Anyway, here I am. Study sociology in the Chile University, and maybe is not too bad. A little late to regret.


   

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

A Country I'd Like to visit.



It`s simple, i would like to visit Perú. It's a country unknown for me, full of mystery and magic, between the myth and the reality. They lived in Perú and for work issues come to Chile and tell me stories about Perú. One of them have a daughter, and she have native american genes. Seeing her, I can imagine the books of Isabel Allende and Gabriel García in the topic of "Magic-Realism". The book "The city of the beast" and "Macondo", with the myth of "El Dorado" fill my memories when I was a child.  Maybe it's just fantasy, but is the point.
When I listen "Perú", come to me images form the past. With them, the Inca Empire and the Maya civilization come back to me. Maybe it's the older enciclopedia from my father, or an ancient story from my uncle.
But the reality it's different. Perú it's a small country, with a ancestral culture and have real latin-american indian, and the local food it's sold on street. It`s different to Chile, but in one way is simillar: high social exclusion, and big economic inequality.