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November 16, 2010

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Cultural Twists: Pictures and Video from Sep. 25th

October 4, 2009

Forwarding your Yale mail to Gmail (and other emails), sending from your Yale email through Gmail, and plus-addressing

September 14, 2009

Edit (2013-08-07): These instructions are OBSOLETE.  Yale students no longer use Pantheon accounts.  Please see http://its.yale.edu/services/email-and-calendars/eliapps-google-apps-education/eliapps-faq and https://support.google.com/mail/answer/10957?hl=en instead.

 

~Anthony Hsu (ES ’12)

Though most Yalies probably have their Yale mail set up to forward to Gmail or know how, for those of you don’t, here’s a step-by-step guide that explains the easy process (the process is similar for other email accounts):

  1. Go to https://config.mail.yale.edu/account-tool/do-login and log in with your Yale netID.
  2. Click “Configure” for the option “Mail Forwarding”.
  3. Type in your Gmail address you want your Yale email to forward to.  I recommend you also check “Also keep a copy of forwarded mail on my Yale account.”  Then Click “Set Forwarding”.  Accept the user agreement.  Done!

Now, if you want to be able to send email from your Yale account directly from your Gmail account, here’s how:

  1. Log in to your Gmail account at gmail.com.
  2. Click “Settings” in the top-right corner.
  3. Click the “Accounts and Import” tab.
  4. Click “Send mail from another address” (in the 2nd section).
  5. In the popup window, type in your Yale email address (e.g.: anthony.hsu@yale.edu) and click “Next Step »”.
  6. [EDIT 1-31-10]: I was told by a Student Tech (see comment below) that apparently it is against Yale policies to give out our netID and password to third-parties. So you should select the option “Send through Gmail servers” and disregard steps 7-11 below.
  7. Select the option “Send through yale.edu SMTP servers”
  8. For the SMTP Server, type in mail.yale.edu
  9. Enter your Yale netID and password for “Username” and “Password”.
  10. The port should be “587” and “Always use a secure connection…” should be left unchecked.
  11. You should receive an email sent by Gmail asking you to confirm sending mail from your Yale email address.  Click the confirmation link and you’re done!

Now, suppose you have a Gmail address joe.momma@gmail.com.  You can “plus-address” this email by adding a “+tag” before the “@” sign.  For example, email sent to any of the following addresses will still arrive in the inbox of joe.momma:

  • joe.momma+bling@gmail.com
  • joe.momma+money@gmail.com
  • joe.momma+daddy@gmail.com

Gmail also ignores periods in a Gmail address, so all of the following addresses are the same:

  • joe.momma@gmail.com
  • joe.mom.ma@gmail.com
  • joemomma@gmail.com
  • j.o.e.m.o.m.m.a@gmail.com

When registering for mailing lists or websites, you can use a plus-addressed email or an email with extra periods, and then set up a filter for messages sent to this email.  Suppose I registered for a site spamsite.com with the email joe.momma+spamsite@gmail.com.   Then, later on, if I receive spam and I see the message was sent to joe.momma+spamsite@gmail.com, I can set up a filter to automatically delete/archive/filter messages sent to this email.

Leave a comment or email me at anthony.hsu@yale.edu if you have problems or questions.

Prelude!

September 10, 2009

“Wanna Rave? Like Glowsticks? Then this is the dance party for you!”

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With 30 pounds of glowsticks being thrown out throughout the night to Prelude attendees, there was no doubt that the dance party was in full swing.  Prelude is traditionally one of the very first official dance parties of the year thrown by (your very own) AASA board. While most Yalies were still lounging around during those last lazy days of summer, we were already busily making preparations for Prelude. One of the first and most crucial elements we secured for the dance was our DJ, Yale’s very own Bucky Knight PC’12. We received the greatest amount of requests for hip-hop dance beats, and as a result, the night of Prelude was filled with pumping notes with artists such as Kanye, Lil’ Jon, and T.I.; however, we ran into many obstacles during the planning process as well. One of our biggest barriers was ensuring that we could secure the Saybrook Dining Hall. With the Master often busy and out of the office, we became more and more anxious about whether we would actually have a venue to hold the party. Thankfully, things worked out (as they always magically seem to do), and the frenzied preparations began.

The week leading up to the night of Prelude was a whirlwind of in-your-face party propaganda. The entire Yale class of 2013 was messaged through Facebook, posters were put up on doors, entryways, boards, kiosks, poles, tables you name it. Anywhere you turned, you could not escape those neon-colored squares telling you to come to Prelude. Annoying? Perhaps. Effective? You bet. The night of the Prelude party was a total success. With almost 300 attendees, it was clear that the Class of 2013 (as well as the rest of the university), was down to party.

Did you make it into the Prelude Photo Gallery? See HERE

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A summer to remember…

September 10, 2009

~ Lisa Wang, 2012

Rosie, my student!

I can’t believe summer is gone already! Shopping period is already halfway over, our wonderful new members of the Yale 2013 class are starting to get settled in, New Haven weather is already starting to cool down… it’s almost as if summer was just a dream… But if I close my eyes hard enough, I can still recall those glorious summer days…

So, this summer, I was in China for a teaching internship called “Hope for the Future Project” through the international student run organization AIESEC. The syllabus of the project was to go teach at rural schools in Sichuan that were affected by the devastating earthquake that hit last year (May 12, 2008) which left at least 4.8 million homeless and 69,000 dead. It was one of those “on a whim” choices. My Bulldogs internship had fallen through, and while I didn’t know much, I DID know that I wanted to 1. Make a difference and 2. Get out of the country! So when I found the “Hope for the Future” project in China, I knew that I had to go. I had zero experience teaching, had no idea what it would be like to be in charge of a classroom of students, and was basically just REALLY hesitant about my abilities to lead. Even while I was on the airplane, I was wondering what I had gotten myself into. But as (my favorite) saying goes, “Doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to immobility as a means of transportation”. I was already halfway across the world, so really, I couldn’t do anything else but have faith that everything was going work out, (‘please oh please let it work out!’). It was complete leap of faith… but thank GOD I took it, because it was literally the most unbelievable summer of my life. It was only a short 40 days, without a doubt 40 of the most exhausting days of my life, but never have I experienced SO much in such a short amount of time.

To give a brief overview of what I did: I was with twelve volunteers from all over the world, and we taught at 3 different schools in Sichuan. The main subject I taught was English; in addition, I also taught music, sports, and cultural exchange classes. The cultural exchange classes were basically presentations about our respective countries. Initially, I had NO idea what or how I was supposed to talk about America. Thankfully, the kids ended up all being so interested in almost everything I was teaching. We only spent about one week in each school because we were basically conducting one week “English Summer Camps”, so at times, it seemed kind of unrealistic that we could REALLY teach them that much in such a short amount of time.

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But we soon realized that what we were giving them wasn’t always so much about a tangible education (aka sudden improved vocabulary, or a billion newly-memorized facts), but rather, a type of joy and excitement for learning about the world around them. Most of the kids either didn’t have much to start with, or had lost so much in the earthquake, that it was amazing to me how much energy and love they were able to share with us. At the end of the first summer camp, the headmistress thanked us multiple times and told me in Chinese,

“Even if the students haven’t learned that much English, it was worth it just to have them be SO joyful for one week. The students usually never have this close of a connection to their teachers, but you guys were able to achieve something truly special.”

Every time we arrived at a new school, the school had an opening ceremony for us complete with flag-waving, speeches, school and government officials, and performances. We were always so warmly welcomed it was kind of insane. Almost all the students had never seen a single foreigner in their entire lives, so they were all so eager to look at us. For me, it was a bit different since I am Chinese-American, so I obviously don’t look different physically. But every time I told anyone i was American, they would all gasp and say, “But you don’t LOOK American! You don’t have yellow hair, or blue eyes”. So I would proceed to explain that not EVERYONE in America looks like that.

During my cultural exchange class, I emphasized a lot about the point of diversity, and how it is manifested in the U.S. It’s crazy how many of the students just couldn’t wrap their minds around the fact that there could be so many different type of ethnicities all encapsulated in the word “American”. Never mind the students, even the adults could barely understand! So it was (no joke), like we became instant celebrities among everyone in the school and the village. They were our students in the classroom, but the moment the bell rang, we were mobbed by little Chinese cell phone cameras, students wanting autographs, photos, t-shirts signed. Even when we walked in the streets, people would STOP DEAD in their tracks and just gape at the “Lao Wai” (“Foreigners”). Not even secretly glance, they’d literally walk away from what they were doing, do the head-to-toe scan, and GAPE with their mouths hanging open like we were some sort of alien creatures. Really though, it was most likely because 1. They have never seen anyone different from them and 2. A group of foreigners coming to their town is probably the most exciting thing to date.

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In total, there were 12 foreign volunteers as well as 10 Chinese students who helped organize the project and acted as our translators  While this was definitely the MOST exhausting continuous 40 days of my life, (teaching from 8 am to 5:30, playing with kids from 7-9pm, preparing the syllabus, ALWAYS ALWAYS trying to keep up the energy for the studnets, 100+ degree weather, no air conditioning, horrible living conditions), it was also undoubtedly the greatest learning experience and adventure I have ever embarked on. I learned so much from my fellow volunteers, from the students, from the Chinese organizers, and simply through all the challenges that we had to overcome. Through all of this, I think I also learned quite a bit more about myself… the kind of person I’m becoming, the type of person I want to be, the qualities in other people I admire… which translates, I guess, into the kind of qualities I WILL work to possess. If nothing else, I gained a deeper sense of patience, understanding, love, and gratitude that is nearly impossible to obtain unless you step outside of your comfort zone and into someone else’s (completely-different-sized) shoes.

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Semester-in-Review

August 27, 2009

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Spring Semester 2009 has been one of transition and preparation. Before ending its term, the past AASA Board, led by May Liu (ES’10) & Adrian Latortue (SM’10), reduced AASA board from 18 members to a compact 12. At the start of our term, we committed ourselves to a new organizational vision: emphasis on educational and political issues at AASA events.

During AASA’s first meeting, we fleshed out 3 goals:

(1)   Provide the Asian American community with access to political issues and current events

(2)   Reach out to the Yale Community about our constituency and organize general events in order to improve credibility and visibility

(3)   Provide a platform to create and nurture friendships within the Asian American community

Throughout the semester, our assessment of these goals always came back to the same question: How is AASA acting as a resource to our member groups, and how are we positively impacting the student body? Looking back, the answer is three-fold: (1) We created diverse programming to expand our audience by distributing 4000 fortune cookies with Asian American facts, planned activities with NAACP, LGBT, and other organizations, and attempted niche events such as cooking lessons. (2) We made our traditional events more interactive, holding multi-part Master’s Teas, inclusive intra-board mixers, and a weekly basketball league. (3) We used AASA’s organizational strength to contribute to worthy causes in the Yale community, registering over 90 people at our Bone Marrow Registration Drive and holding a charity basketball tournament benefitting Relay for Life.

Our final accomplishment is related to the area that connects the majority of you to us: our online content. We’ve made a concerted effort to bring you Asian American news—at Yale and worldwide— every week through the Announcements and the Blog. We hope that the Facts of the Weeks have been informative, that the Jokes are kind of funny (they will be better next semester, promise) and that the new Announcement layout has become easier to read. We also thank everyone who has contributed and read our AASA Blog, (www.yaleaasablog.wordpress.com), which has over 5500 hits and is the source of our unfiltered views. Be on the lookout for a joint Ivy League Asian American blog next semester.

The resulting pages highlight each AASA event during Spring ’09, for you and future generations to assess so that when events like these happen again, they can be improved upon. Following that section will be reports from the lifeblood of AASA: our member groups.

Enjoy; we hope you have a better understanding of the Asian American community when it’s all said and done. (Report was sent out to AASA panlist, to request a copy please email peter.lu@yale.edu, or vi.nguyen@yale.edu; it is also uploaded on AASA’s website: www.yale.edu/aasa)

Sincerely,

Peter Lu and Vi Nguyen

Asian American Students Alliance ‘09

Bungee Jumped

August 11, 2009

~Christine Chen, PC ’12

On Saturday, I went to Longqing Xia where I walked around, rode a boat, and then BUNGEE JUMPED.  I’m not sure if Light would approve me risking my life for 150 yuan, but it was totally worth it.  The experience was unbelievable and hard to describe, but I think I’ll just try to explain what I was thinking. Upcoming is a sort of train-of-thought train wreck.

So I’m on the boat and see a person flying down with only a rope of some sorts attached to the ankle. I immediately think, I want to do it. Come on, let’s do it. It’s only 150 kuai and a once in a lifetime experience. Sweet, I got Wenguo to do it with me.  We’re hiking up the mountain for a bit, following the signs. I’m getting more and more excited.  This old lady is in charge of ticketing.  Takes my weight down and takes my money.  Go up the stairs to the platform.  Hey, there are some Yalies here from another program.  Sweet.  What up, how have you been, and all those other pleasantries.  Wait for an hour-ish.  Feelings vacillate from impatience, boredom, excitement, and dread. I’m coming up.  Go the end of the platform, put on the ankle thingy. Get a hug from Wenguo, who’s in worse condition than me.  Go to the edge.  The employee there, holds me back for a bit by pulling on the back of my shorts. Oh, also, they put tape around the waists of all the girls so that our shirts don’t fly off. Sexist. I already tucked in my shirt, thank you very much.  Alright, on the edge.  Take a deep breath. What the hell am I doing. Fuck it. I jump. Scream my head off. Oh my god. I get a little confused.  Why have I not reached the end of the entire length of the rope cord? Continue screaming. Whiplash. Whoa, jerky. Scream a bit more. My arms don’t stay to the side, and out of habit from years of swimming go to diving position.  Heh, I kind of would have liked it if I could have dived into the water. So cool and refreshing.  More whiplash, and then I just kinda swing around. My rope turns around a lot, so I’m dizzy and disoriented, but full of adrenaline.  Where am I? Hehe, I’m swinging over water by a single cord. Haha, this is weird. Weird combination. They lower me down onto a boat, where the employee tells me to grab a pole. I miss. They yell at me and ask if I want to swing around all day.  Second time, I grab it. Put me down on the seat and take off the ankle thingy. Boat zooms to the dock. Bam, it’s done all in the course of less than five minutes. Hah, I just bungee jumped. Whoa.

I don’t consider myself a very adventurous person, but, hell, I’d do it again.