« Older Entries

It’s not too late!

 

For those of you who missed our screening of Tickling Giants on October 27th, 2017, we’ve got you covered. Media@McGill is presenting Bassem Youssef: “Tickling Giants” – Public Talk & Dialogue with Ehab Latoyef. Reserve your seat now before they are all gone!

Film Screening – Tickling Giants

Join us on Friday, October 27th, 2017 for a free screening of Tickling Giants.

For more information, check out our Facebook event.

The event is free, but space is limited. Make sure to get your ticket!

 

Tackling unconscious bias

Unconscious bias training module

The Canadian Government and the Canada Research Chairs Program (CRCP) recently launched a detailed Equity, Diversity and Inclusion Action Plan “to ensure institutions have greater accountability in terms of meeting their equity targets.” One of the items included in the plan was a commitment to “Provide training on unconscious bias for governance committee and peer review committee members.”

The full multi-objective training module is now available on the CRCP website. Although this training is intended to reduce Bias in the Peer Review process, the information can be applied to any situation where unconscious bias affects access and inclusion.

Check out the training module here.

 

You’re wwwelcome, wwworld!

Photo credit: Internet Hall of Fame

You may not know Alan Emtage, but if you managed to find this blog post, you know his work. This year, the Internet Hall of Fame finally recognized one of the great innovators of the Internet Age. I must admit, I assumed this had already been done. Alan Emtage not only created and implemented the world’s first Internet search engine during his time as a McGill student, but after completing his M. S. in Computer Science in 1991, he chaired the committee at the Internet Engineering Task Force that established the standard for Uniform Resource Locators, aka URLs.

Since 1998, he has been a partner at Mediapolis, Inc., where he lends his considerable talents to everything from small non-profit organizations to large multi-national corporations. In 1999, DataLounge, a website operated by Mediapolis, won a GLAAD Media Award for Outstanding LGBT Interactive Media.

Read more about Alan Emtage here.

Read about Alan Emtage’s induction into the Internet Hall of Fame here.

Read about Mediapolis, Inc. here and DataLounge here.

Dr. Charmaine Nelson takes Canada’s slave history to Harvard

Charmaine Nelson – McGill Faculty of Arts

It is 2017 and Dr. Charmaine Nelson is the only Black tenured professor of art history in Canada. The lack of Black representation among Canadian tenure stream academics isn’t all that surprising; most Canadians don’t even know that Blacks have a history in Canada. Unfortunately, this unacknowledged legacy of slavery, Jim Crow, and systemic discrimination is observable in almost every sphere of Canadian society. Fortunately, we have scholars such as Dr. Nelson who are willing to shine a light into that darkness.

For the next year, Dr. Charmaine Nelson will continue her research on fugitive slave advertisements while teaching at Harvard as the William Lyon Mackenzie King Chair for Canadian Studies.

Congratulations, Charmaine!

Read more about Dr. Charmaine Nelson’s journey to Harvard here.

REP gets a garden!

Happy to share that the REP subcommittee secured a container garden plot by Burnside Building. We felt a campus garden would be a great way for our members to stay connected over the summer.

Here are a few photos of our gardening day! (click photos to enlarge)

Monica purchased our transplants from Mac Market.  Fingers crossed that our tomato, cucumber, and pepper plants bring us a wonderful bounty to share.

We have some lettuce growing – we hope to host a committee salad lunch in the weeks to come!

Special thanks to Adrienne’s partner, David, for joining us.

Stay tuned for more updates!

QTBIPOC Excellence at Fierte Montreal 2017

Mark your calendars! On August 14, 2017 at 21h00 at Parc des Faubourgs, Fierté Montreal presents Excellence, an evening of QTBIPOC (Queer and/or Trans Black, Indigenous and People of Colour) artists showcasing their talents. It will be hosted by Toronto-based rights activist Tasheka Lavann, and Kama La Mackerel, founder and host of Montreal’s Gender B(l)ender.

Admission is free and there are priority entrances for persons needing wheelchair access.

Universities must create diversity plan or lose research money (by Mia Rabson from the Canadian Press)

Do you feel that University authorities/administration is doing enough to carve spaces for marginalized communities? When you walk into classrooms, what bodies tend to be the ones lecturing, publishing, being lauded for their academic achievements? What is the importance of representation beyond just filling “quotas”? Full participation or token presence?

The Subcommittee on Racialized and Ethnic Persons ask these questions of ourselves and of the networks of governance with whom we engage.

Mia Rabson from the Canadian Press reports on the latest from the Social Sciences and Humanities Research Council’s latest decision: Universities must create diversity plan or lose research money: minister

 

Current Events – April 2017

A couple of news stories of concern from the CBC.

Visa refusal may keep McGill student apart from mother on graduation day (CBC News)

‘Racialized international students’ targeted by Quebec government language probe, group says (CBC News)

 

For more information on the Centre for Research Action on Race Relations, click on link below for their website:

CRARR

Open Letter to Students of Colour – Malek Yalaoui, Community Projects Manager

Open Letter to Students of Colour at McGill from Malek Yalaoui
Below is an open letter written to all of McGill’s students of colour. I’ve recently been hired as a “Community Projects Manager” at McGill’s Social Equity & Diversity Education (SEDE) Office and my role is to offer support to racialized & ethnic students at McGill. I write this letter to explain who I am and where I’m coming from and to let students in on my own journey to this place. I hope that me sharing my story will invite others to do the same as we begin to create the community all of us deserve. Please don’t hesitate to reach out to me with any and all ideas or support requests you may have. <3
This August will mark fourteen years since I arrived at McGill. It was just a few days before the start of Fall semester and I was the last one to move into rez. My parents couldn’t afford the airfare so they’d asked a family friend to drive me from Missouri to Montreal. He said yes but could only take me over Labour Day weekend. The trip lasted three days and, when we finally arrived, he dropped me off in front of RVC and waved goodbye. I met my floor fellow and together we hauled my luggage up to my fourth floor room. I was excited but also nervous and sad. Everyone else had already met and bonded and spent two weeks wondering who Malek was and why she wasn’t there yet.
Those first weeks were a complete blur. Getting my ID card, buying my books, unpacking, SSMU Frosh. My second day on campus I panicked that I was in the wrong Faculty so I went to the Registrar’s office and begged to be allowed to transfer from Arts to Education. I’d applied to both but ultimately chosen Arts and now I feared that was the wrong decision. They transferred me but – by the middle of the semester – I knew I’d made a mistake and applied to transfer back. I’ll never forget how I felt when, a few weeks into the semester, I was alone in the elevator heading up to my room and I slumped over, crumpled onto the floor and cried. “This has been a nice vacation,” I thought, “but I’m ready to go home.”
I felt completely alone and lost at McGill. Because of my parents’ precarious immigration status, I had no idea how long it would be before I would ever see them again and I only knew one person in Montreal – a childhood friend of my cousin’s whom I myself had only seen a few times growing up. The whole experience was isolating and strange – like I was an astronaut lost in a distant galaxy and struggling to make peace with the fact that I would never see home again. What made it stranger still was the fact that I spent my whole life waiting to get the hell out of my small, middle-American town. What was I expecting it to feel like all that time?
It would take about two years before I finally felt comfortable at McGill. Felt like I knew what I was doing and had some sense of where I was going. I was back in the Arts Faculty majoring in Political Science and taking as many Middle Eastern Studies courses as I could. I’d gotten involved in student politics – first as President of the Inter-Rez Council and then as a student representative to Senate. I was even writing a column for the McGill Daily. And yet, even still, my feelings of loneliness and isolation haunted me. I didn’t know who to talk to about what I now realize was my growing struggle with depression. And even though I had goals – namely, to succeed in my studies and bolster my CV – I had no idea what my real purpose was. I was also deathly afraid of going broke as every dime my family could spare went to pay my tuition fees and living expenses. It never occurred to me to take advantage of the Student Services I was paying for – whether it was Mental Health or the Career Planning Office.
And then my life began to unravel – slowly in the beginning but, by the end, completely. It began with my parents’ divorce which was ugly and in which I was far more involved than I wanted to be. And then, three years after she left my father and right in the middle of my third year, my mother moved to Montreal. She found herself in the same boat I once was: new to the city, in need of help, and knowing only one person – me. For my part, I was completely overwhelmed. It was then that I finally made an appointment at McGill Counselling Service but, when I met with my counsellor, I was terribly disappointed. He didn’t seem to understand the severity of my situation and his main advice came in the form of a book recommendation. I went to library and borrowed the book – it was young adult fiction about a white teenage boy journaling through his parents’ divorce. It wasn’t helpful.
That same year, I was sexually assaulted. I went to the McGill Health Clinic the next day but I didn’t yet have the words to describe what had just happened to me so instead I told the doctor I needed STI testing. He said I had to wait a few months because lab tests wouldn’t reveal anything from such a recent sexual encounter. I left in a haze of confusion and frustration.
In the absence of real support, I decided to throw myself more into school. I signed up for six courses and ran for a SSMU exec position. Looking back now, it’s obvious what I was trying to do (run away from my problems) and what I was actually doing (running myself ragged). Between classes and extracurricular meetings, I would leave my apartment early in the morning and come home late into the night. I lived off bowls of cereal and pancakes I would make from scratch. During exams, I regularly pulled all-nighters – once going three nights in a row with barely any sleep. That March, I spent a week campaigning to become the SSMU VP University Affairs. I was, at once, the most visible I had ever been on campus and simultaneously feeling more isolated and alone than I ever had.
When I lost that election, I lost with it the will to keep trying and whatever sense of direction I once had. I was totally overwhelmed, burnt-out and failing a number of courses. So I did the only thing I could: nothing. I had no clue, no plan and before I knew it: I was a college drop-out. I spent the 2007-2008 academic year at home, in bed, watching the days pass and promising myself I would fix everything “soon.”
In the end, I was lucky because one of my closest friends worked at McGill’s Office of the Ombudsperson which offers information, advice, intervention and referrals to students needing support. When she found out about my situation, months later, she made an emergency appointment for me the next morning. Together, me and the Ombudsperson looked at my transcripts and discussed what it would take to get me re-enrolled at McGill. He personally called McGill’s Enrollment Services, International Student Services and the McGill Counselling office and made appointments on my behalf. He also followed up with my case to ensure I was getting the help I needed versus the one-and-done appointments I’d had in the past when I tried to get support on my own. If you know anything about Ombudsmen, then you know this isn’t really their job. But he took pity on me and, out of the kindness of his heart, took my case on. By Fall 2009, I was back at McGill and that Spring I graduated with distinction – something I never thought would happen.
But here’s the thing: no student should have to rely on “luck” and “pity” in order to get the support they need. That is the reality though for too many students of colour. Often, students of colour don’t feel entitled to or comfortable using the support services their tuition fees pay for. And when they do, they time and again face folks who are culturally-insensitive at best and racially biased at worst. I didn’t realize it at the the time, but a huge part of the reason why I felt so alone at McGill was that I didn’t see enough people – whether my classmates, professors or administrators – who looked like me or reflected (let alone understood) my experiences. There are so many things that come with the experience of being a student of colour at a majority-white institution but when do we ever get the space to explore these? When do we ever get the space to talk about the psychological pressure and toll of feeling like you have to “prove yourself” or “speak for your race” or put up with yet-another ignorant comment made in yet-another Eurocentric class? When we do speak up we are too often dismissed as weak or intolerant and this is not okay. It’s not okay to feel like a second-class student at what is supposed to be a first-rate institution. It’s not okay and it must change.
That is my vision for the Community Projects Manager position. That no racialized student ever again feel disregarded or disrespected by their university and that, instead, every student gets the support they need to succeed at McGill and achieve all of their goals. To that end, I commit to creating programming – whether events or support groups or conferences – that raise awareness about and address the concerns of students of colour at McGill.
I hope you’ll partner with me as we together begin to change the climate of this place. Our first event will be a “listening launch” of the position where Shanice Yarde – SEDE’s Anti-Racism and Cultural Diversity Equity Educational Advisor – and I will be present to meet with students of colour and discuss your concerns about and experiences at McGill. For more information check out the event page – Students of Colour Speak
Gratitude and Love,
Malek Yalaoui Community Projects Manager
« Older Entries
Blog authors are solely responsible for the content of the blogs listed in the directory. Neither the content of these blogs, nor the links to other web sites, are screened, approved, reviewed or endorsed by McGill University. The text and other material on these blogs are the opinion of the specific author and are not statements of advice, opinion, or information of McGill.