Reflection Of The Sociology Class

When considering the sociology class, one can observe the impact that it has had on the students in the class, within privileged people and non-privileged people, and just how we can address this and aid in changing the system for the better. We must also consider our own perspective as a person and a learner in personal experience of schooling and how the schooling experience may have reflection on privilege and/or less privileged people. One can also detect who the disadvantaged and advantaged people are considering what are in the sociological context of schooling when considering the privilege and/or less privileged. One must also consider just what, as an educator, we can hope to be, as well as achieve in practice, along with the tools

We have to consider just how sociology impacts our lives as teachers and pre-service teachers and how all the aspect will aid us in the classroom.
Looking back now, when I was in school, I would be considered a privileged student. I am a white female who went to preschool and had two parents until I was 10. I knew what was expected when going into school. I had the privilege of going off to university as a middle class white privilege student. In Peggy McIntosh White Privilege: Unpacking the Invisible Knapsack discusses the privileged people, “ I was taught to see myself as an individual whose moral state depended on her individual moral will” (1990). I find I absolutely relate here, considering this is exactly how I feel coming out of this class. I went into the school system and never once noticed or realized that I had a privilege, we were taught to identify ourselves as an individual. Who I am as a learner is that I was a privileged person, yet there were still those who were more privileged than myself. Men tend to have an advantage compared to women, along with, myself, being from a single parent family with financial issues at times. I went from a joyous family of three with a loving mother and father, to a family with a

By the time we hit grade five we knew we would be attending a different school than the English students and the segregation of the French and English grew. The hatred for each other only grew. We were young and our degrading names for each other were kind of silly but they were there, English muffins and French Fries. By this point we had wars on the playground daily and a counselor was sent in to speak to both classes to see what the problem was. At this young age I had no idea why we hated the other and it is difficult to image that there are students out there in the school system and people in general hated and put down and given a disadvantage as a result of their skin color or their class. Myself as a learner has only grown since I was in elementary school. See I did not understand what we were doing was wrong; we were singling the English out as we considered them different from us and they were doing the same to us. This helped me grow, considering, in university and this class it has had me thinking as a learner. I have thought about just what I have learned to glimpse into my past and see how I was treated as a majority privileged when countless people in the world are even white. I have also learned how to handle this in a classroom. Inclusion is something I believe was left out in my elementary