Sunday, February 28, 2010

Umphrey Lee Needs Improvement


All my life I have struggled with the "battle of the bulge." I'm not saying I'm fat, but I have always had to be extremely conscious of what and how much I eat because I was not blessed with an incredibly fast metabolism. I gain weight easily, but I don't lose it easily. Coming into college, my fear of gaining the "Freshman Fifteen," far outweighed my fears of more challenging classes and being away from home. I'm not a heavy drinker and I knew I wouldn't become one in college, so I wasn't worried about beer weight, but instead, it would be the first time that I didn't have a kitchen to prepare my own healthy meals.

Umphrey Lee is my main source of campus food. While they boast about their "Spa Cuisine" section with a salad bar, I must say that I find it very hard to make healthy choices there. The salad bar has the same options every day with no variations except for the occasional bowl of peanuts or raisins. Who wants to eat the same salad every day? There are no options in the salad bar for a protein to add on top of the salad, such as sliced chicken, tuna or turkey, so to supplement my boring salad, I usually have to resort to a hamburger patty or an egg.

The wrap/sandwich bar can be another healthy option depending on the contents chosen, however there aren't any low-fat/non-fat dressing or cheese options to put on your sandwich. At lunch, there is also someone to make the sandwich for you, which sounds nice, however I can't control the amount of dressing or contents the person loads on.
Fish fridays are a refreshing/healthy option offered at Umphrey Lee that I must commend, but the line is usually so long when I have my lunch break, that I don't even get to have it.

Less healthy options at Umphrey Lee are plentiful. Daily, there's multiple types of pizza available, hamburgers, grilled cheese, and not to mention, the infamous dessert bar. Every kind of cookie, cake, brownie and sometimes pie that you can imagine are offered. There is rarely low-sugar or low-fat desert options and when there is, it's usually just one type.
Weekend food at Umphrey Lee is also just plain pathetic. Given, they don't have most of the staff on during the weekend, but I don't feel that it's fair to force us to pay for a meal plan, when on the weekends, the food options are so limited most students can hardly stand to eat there at all.

I appreciate SMU's effort to make more healthy options available with the Spa Cuisine section, however, there is still much more room for improvement. A nice balance of genuinely healthy options and less healthier options would be wonderful and appreciated by many more students than just me. I can't express how excited I am to move off campus next year so I can prepare my own healthy meals again. In fact, it's one of the main reasons why I decided to not stay on campus for another year. Umphrey Lee and Mac's Place are not worth the $2000+ dollars you're forced to pay a semester, not including the food I purchased on weekends to avoid the mediocre food.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

An Atypical Friendship

Best Buddies was the first organization I got involved in on campus this year and it was one of the best decisions I ever made. Best Buddies is an organization that pairs a typical person with an atypical or "disabled" person. (The use of the words "normal" and "disabled" is discouraged in this group because of their negative connotations in the atypical community.) The pair spend time together at least once a month and basically just befriend each other. There are also big group events like a Halloween party and a Valentine's Day party.

My buddy's name is Amy and she is 34 years old. I don't know her diagnosis, nor do I care to know because it's not important. It is not what defines her, it is just a challenge she must deal with and one small aspect of the wonderful person she is. I can never have a conversation with her without smiling or laughing and she is more caring than many of the friends I've had throughout my life. We couldn't have been a better match.

From day one, we hit it off. We have similar interests in music, movies, shopping and more. We talk on the phone multiple times a week and share stories about our days. She continues to show me how "typical" of a life people with disabilities can lead, just with some modifications. She lives with her mom, but she has a job wrapping pastries/cookies in her local market in Plano and has a steady boyfriend. She also volunteers multiple times a week and is on a bowling league.

I recently went bowling with Amy and her boyfriend and was amazed at how well she bowled. My preconceived notions of her abilities fell into the gutters, but her bowling balls rolled smoothly down the lanes. She bowled three strikes in a row on her three frames and I found myself feeling guilty for doubting that she had bowling talent before I even watched her just because of her disability.

The more time I spend with her, the more I realize that preconceived notions of atypical people are extremely prevalent in our society and can be very hurtful. I went out to dinner with Amy and the hostess did not even bother to give Amy a menu because she assumed that Amy wouldn't be able to read it. The server also proceeded to ask me what she wanted to eat, instead of asking her. I know that neither of those things was done to be intentionally cruel, but Amy told me after dinner was over how much it hurt her, but it was something that happened often.

No matter what differences seem to be present in someone, we need to try our best to look past what we see and realize that they are generally much more capable then we presume. Instead of assuming their inabilities, assume that they are able and treat them like you would treat anyone else. Amy has taught me this incredibly valuable lesson and it has changed the way I look at people who are different than me. She has shown me how to not only love all kinds of people, but to assume the best in people and embrace differences.

I know not everyone will get the same opportunity to experience a friendship with someone atypical, but I hope that in passing or in a quick exchange with someone who is atypical, that my friends, family, and anyone who reads this can assume ability instead of disability and see past the difference, like Amy has taught me to do.