Toxic Masculinity

Toxic Masculinity

As a man who does not necessarily conform to the traditional male archetype – the strong, assertive jock who would much rather play basketball than write this blog post – I have always struggled under society’s expectation that I should “man up” — and the most effective way to cause emotional pain within a man is to tell him that, in fact, he is not a man at all

Fellows Respond with Accountability and Action After Nearby Stoneman Douglas Shooting

Fellows Respond with Accountability and Action After Nearby Stoneman Douglas Shooting

"So the next time you see a teenager and think they’re too young to make up their minds, especially when trying to influence politics, remember we all want and deserve to be listened to, just like we’ve listened to adults all these years. The only difference is now we’re fighting to be heard back." ~Camile Dumit

The Religion Roundtable: Reflection, Rumination, and Refutation

Raising children with or without religion. Confronting scientific evidence while reconciling it with our own faith. Reflecting on the parameters of an afterlife. Pondering a world devoid of religion entirely.

The world’s greatest theologians, scientists, and philosophers have found themselves at a loss for a clear answer to these very points – yet on Thursday, February 8, 2018, the fellows and mentors of Under A Tree, along with their extended community, attempted to do just that at UAT’s 3rd Annual Religion Roundtable.

They engaged in civil discourse on the nature of religion, how people interacted with religion, and how they interacted with each other in the context of religion. They convened 180 students, parents, siblings, and community members at Somerset Academy High School in South Florida to tackle this – to build empathy, engage in intellectual and impassioned dialogue, and gain insight into the beliefs of their neighbors and community.

A look at the photos below reveal the engagement of all participants and the open environment created by the robust dialogue. Civil conversation creates compassion.

The goal has always been to foster in not only fellows, but for all in attendance, a sense of awareness, accountability, and the agency to carry the discussion out of that room and into all aspects of their lives. Events like this remind us exactly why we want to empower young people to be leaders of the now and not just leaders of the future.

As we carry forward the legacy of leadership and activism, we are reminded from events like these that ceaseless dialogue will remain fundamental regardless of where we go.

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Shada Thykandy is a senior, UAT '17 alumna, and Mentor of the House of Mazari for UAT's 17-18 cohort. She was born in South India and has since lived in Singapore, Minnesota, New York, and South Florida. Her household includes her two supportive parents and younger sister. Shada regards school as her highest priority but also enjoys writing, reading, and listening to music. She is an active member at her local mosque, and loves learning about different cultures and engaging in intellectual conversation regarding the controversial issues our American society faces. 

Suffering Silently

For a while, I've been suffering silently.

From the discovery of my tumor, to questioning my identity, and now to my grandmother dying, this unit [Editor's Note: we are currently in Stage V of the Fellowship, focusing on Religion, Faith, Spirituality, and Doubt) has specifically been hitting really close to home for me.

I remember after the first meeting of the religion unit I cried to myself softly. I wanted to talk about my struggles but every time I tried to open up, I froze. I never really expressed it, but I've been questioning my faith privately. It has been a while since I prayed. I still believe in God, that's one thing I know for sure. But for me personally I've always questioned why bad things always happen to good people. It's a thought that has always been racking my brain.

My questioning began two years ago after I was diagnosed with Fibroadenoma. I was angry with God for a while, and I started to get into more fights with my parents. Sophomore year was a scary time for me.

I haven't prayed since then.

At one point I felt like God wasn't listening – so I stopped caring. It was hard going through that stage in my life and not having anyone to run to at the time. I felt like I was going to hell for a while because I was questioning my faith. I haven't prayed in over two years, but today I went to church and asked God or whoever up there who was listening to lay their hands on my grandma and heal her. The doctors have already told us that she's dying, but I can't just picture it. I want her to see me graduate this June, and it saddens me to know that she won't even make it before March hits. I just wanted to say to tell your loved ones you love them, before it's too late.

Why Is That?

Why Is That?
Why don’t we see past grades, relationships, extracurriculars and realize we are all humans that feel sad sometimes?
I’m angry. I’m angry that we all have felt like we weren’t enough. I’m angry that we don’t feel like we can be anything but happy. That our emotions aren’t valid. We’ve all felt like that. And no one told us it was okay to be sad.
Why is that?

The Burdens We Still Carry

The Burdens We Still Carry

"At the end of the day, I guess I will always understand that Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is chronic, and it will be a very long time until I find a way to get over it. I will continue to be the best me I can be from day to day, and try my hardest to be as positive as possible throughout the hardest times. But something about throwing the words “My Obsessive Compulsive Disorder” into a fiery pit of other hardships really did something for me. I felt brave, and powerful, and I knew that I would overcome this one day."

The Fire Still Burned

The Fire Still Burned

"Under A Tree has given me the opportunity to become more open, honest, and vulnerable than ever before. Our resiliency is something supernatural. Our strength and determination have gotten us through some of the worst things imaginable. Together we can all help carry each other’s weight through offering support and guidance"

Broken Glass

Broken Glass

"Tragedy brings us together in a way success or good fortune never can. Tears were shed, confessions were unabashedly shared, and our group emerged coherent in an altogether different way. We were all truly screwed up – flawed and cracked in every way imaginable.

But it was okay – because broken glass reflects the light in a way unbroken glass never could."