These children are not being taught valuable life skills. They are being taught that they are right and the other person is wrong. The final essay, the one over deliberative democracy could have been improved in many ways. One of the ways would have been by connecting the entire course into the essay. In the essay I talked much about the recent discussions we had been having. I didn’t talk about the beginning of the semester. I should have connected the essay to the entire course. Overall, the essays were sub-par. They only captured a small portion of what should and will be taken away from the class as the whole.
My conceptual understanding of deliberative democracy vastly transformed throughout the course. In the beginning, I had never heard the coined term “Deliberative Democracy” . I believed the class was going to be about discussing democracy in various countries. This turned out not be completely inaccurate. For we did discuss democracy in countries such as Canada, Australia, England and India. However, the list doesn’t stop there. …show more content…
As someone of almost 19, I like to think I know everything. However, this class really opened up possibilities I didn’t even fathom were possibilities. I started to realize how truly tainted our government is. I tasted from the glass of the deliberation and liked it. One of the main take aways for me was the role of listening. Talking has always come naturally to me, by talking I mean expressing my opinions. When others would speak if it was of the opposing view, I would shut them down. There wrong opinion was not needed to be heard, let alone discussed. However, this class really taught me the importance of listening. All words are valid words. Every voice should have the opportunity to not just be heard, but to be understood. This can be done by seeing the world through another’s eyes. When you see things from other perspectives, one can truly start to understand how to solve a particular problem. A problem as small as why a mother booked you home for five weeks when you really only wanted to go back for two. A problem of how the pothole in my neighborhood can get fixed. A problem as big as how the people of a country ought to be governed. Listening is the key to unlocking not just one, but many doors. Additionally, I also learned how people of opposing views can discuss, not argue. All it takes is will. The will to want to understand, a will to want to reach common ground. I learned how