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The social and behavioral science major has more than exceeded my needs and
expectations as a student. The lessons I have learned throughout the coursework extends far past
the classroom. I have developed a new understanding of how society functions, and the: social,
institutional, and environmental factors that influence individual and group behavior. The
sociology and pre-law classes encouraged me to critically examine our society, and begin to
I believe I have met the demands of the SBS major, demonstrating my abilities through
major learning outcome deliverables and advocacy in our community. Through the demands, I
gained experience, knowledge, and empathy; which changed my own identity and how I interact
with others. When I came back to university, I was positive I wanted to become a lawyer and
was dedicated to helping families struggling in the legal system. But this major truly changed the
person I was meant to be, and I now know my true calling is to be a social worker and not a
lawyer.
I attribute these changes to several experienced I had as an SBS major during my time at
CSUMB. Both of these experiences are extremely personal, the first involves my daughter's
father and taught me a lesson about privilege and generational poverty; the second involves
The first experience comes from my personal background and newfound perspective with
my relationship with my daughters’ father. For the purpose of this story, we will call him Daniel.
In the first years of being a single parent and sole provider, I was angry and spiteful towards the
absentee Daniel. My perspective was only shaped by my current financial hardships and
first-hand knowledge of what it feels like to not have a father around for important milestones.
Once I returned to school and completed my undergraduate degree I became aware of the other
factors that can impact one's ability to succeed and thrive in today's society.
This discovery has changed the way I feel about Daniel because I realized his absence
and parenting incapabilities came more from institutional barriers and generational oppression
than his lack of desire to be a father. Daniel is of Hispanic descent. Daniel was born into a
low-income family as the youngest of ten siblings. He and has nine siblings, grew up living in
trailer parks with absent parents. Daniel’s parents had to work multiple jobs to afford housing
and other basic necessities for the family. Even as hard-working individuals, they were often
unable to meet the basic needs of themselves and their children. The town he grew up in was
highly gentrified because of its proximity to Silicon Valley. He was labeled as a “gang banger or
bad seed,” and harassed by police at a young age. With this, his pathway led to incarceration.
Daniel has been incarcerated on and off for most of my daughters’ childhood, missing her first
birthday, her first day of school, and many more events. The residual effects of the transgressions
against people of color in this world have affected him gravely. Daniel wasn’t given boots and
therefore can’t tug on those bootstraps to “fix,” his reality. He has never shared with me that he
holds the belief that he was born into a situation that put him at a disadvantage, however, through
the lens of humbled privilege, and my efforts to practice humility/educate myself, I am able to
This understanding will help me in my social work career because like Daniel, many will
not report the institutional issues as a chief complaint. However, it will be a factor to consider
when tailoring resources to the person through social work. This also demonstrates the major
My immigration status hardship raised within me questions regarding ethics, legality, and
values towards our legal system, institutional oppression, and its effect on undocumented
citizens. I began to wonder how to access/lack thereof, plays a role in the ability of people to file
for status in this country. As a Canadian born citizen, I earned permanent residency when I was
a teenager due to my father's employment in the tech industry. Although I have memories of the
immigration process, I did not realize at the time that it paled in comparison to the experience
other applicants faced. Last year, I continued my lesson in my own privilege and deepened my
understanding that I have a much different experience both personally and institutionally than
that of others. In the heat of the immigration debate in the U.S. today, I found myself without a
valid Green Card and with it, the inability to work legally. At first, I was frustrated with the
immigration system charging more than five hundred dollars for a replacement card in
conjunction with a minimum of six to nine-month delay in processing. Which left me out of
work for more than a year, as a single mother, in school full time. I was forced to rely on student
loans to continue my education and support my daughter. Through continued introspection, this
experience beckoned the questions: what about those who don’t have access to said money?
What about those who are not here with a family who works in the tech industry? What about
those whose parents are immigrants? In an effort to seek the answers to some of these questions,
I began reading the book Becoming Legal , which detailed the stories of multiple undocumented
individuals and their families as they navigated the path to legal status. It opened my eyes to the
Coming from Canada, as a white middle-class family, we were free from fear of police
harassment, discrimination based on our skin color, and lack of resources for support. We were
free to travel around the country without carrying our documents because the color of our skin
gave us the privilege to blend in. Once I became a single parent, I was able to access social
benefits such as medical insurance and Calfresh to help supplement my needs during my time of
experience however, with a favorable outcome. I too was brought as a small child to the United
States. I entered the workforce and was able to move into management roles within a short
amount of time. Once I returned to school and temporarily lost my ability to legally work, I was
able to receive social benefits through “tax paying Americans.” As my self-reflection continued,
these injustices sparked within me a sense of shame, guilt, but most of all, the need to be an
The SBS department has prepared me for a career in advocacy and with the help of
obtaining the MSW, I would like to use my platform in an effort of obtaining equity for all. The
change in career paths from lawyer to social work was a natural choice, once my eyes were open
to the way gender, race, and class impacts every aspect of our society. The real change needs to