Turf Wars: How Media Framing Works to Diminish the Importance of Women’s Sports

Hey, here’s a thing I wrote!

USA v Japan: Final - FIFA Women's World Cup 2015

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A couple of years ago, leading up to the 2015 FIFA Women’s World Cup Finals in Vancouver, I found myself in a discussion with two good friends about a news story surrounding the controversy over wh…

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Turf Wars: How Media Framing Works to Diminish the Importance of Women’s Sports

Bits & Pieces – Kristina edition

Let’s be honest, haven’t most of these been Kristina editions?  She’s a pretty good pick-me-up.

I feel run down today. Neither my head or my heart are in school any longer. How do people survive grad school?? Masochists, the lot of them. I just want to be done and move onto the nightmare of facing my student debt (this statement is going to come back to haunt me, I know that).

My 30th birthday will be here before my undergrad diploma and no matter how many times people tell me “it’s just a number” or “you’re almost there,” I feel disheartened and wish I had started my post-secondary career a bit sooner. But I find it helps to look at these pictures and remind myself that I wouldn’t have met most of the most important people in my life had I followed a different timeline.

Kristina highlights:
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February 22, 2105 – at the Hortus Botanicus. 

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oh boy, was I sick here? allergies maybe? those are some dark circles. 

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a case against light denim and wet bike seats.
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attentive bar staff.

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February neighbourhood highlights:

They can’t ALL be KPax.

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amsterdam’s second best slice of apple pie.
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best/most dangerous reading nook.
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local celebrity.
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My “office” at two for joy. I need to find myself a study joint in Vancouver! recommendations welcome.
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i’m agitated just looking at this! i do not have the thrifting gene. 
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lovely lucinda. 

Ah, writing this has cheered me up a little.

Speaking of writing, my editorial internship at Western Living is going very well.  I’ll pull together a full portfolio, including print stuff once I’m done at the end of March, but in the meantime here is what I’ve been working on for the web!

 

 

Bits & Pieces – Kristina edition

This day last year: February 8

Happy Family Day, fellow BC residents! In an effort to remember how truly spectacular 2015 was, I’ll be checking in every once and a while to see what I was up to this time last year.

February 8, 2015 marked the beginning of two important friendships.

I bought this little beauty:

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The Spruce Goose! RIP. 

And re-connected with this little devil:

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Troublemaker extraordinaire.

Oh, 2015 Sally. I wish I could warn you just how ineffectual the brakes on your new bike are, but you’ll figure it out quickly.

Tot ziens for now!

This day last year: February 8

A brief hello from Stockholm.

I’ve been to 6 countries in the last 55 days and have struggled to find the time to sit down and write. Mostly because I’ve been in or on planes/trains/cars/beaches/mountains/pubs rather than in cafes, but also because it is difficult to reckon with the fact that my six months are rapidly coming to an end and I’ll be home in ten days. There is more to come, though I suspect it will be written from memory in my Vancouver apartment. In the meantime, here is a link to my Instagram account, which I have been much better at keeping up to date with my adventures.

(…please excuse any mild cursing or impolite content…)

Swinging in Ljusterö.
Swinging in Ljusterö.

See you soon, Canada ❤️

A brief hello from Stockholm.

Ireland: Part 1

How is it already June 18? Is this a trick??

What a wild month and a bit since I last checked in! I finished up all that pesky schoolwork I came over here to do and have barely stopped moving since. I have so many stories I want to tell properly, but that requires having the time to sit down and type them out and I haven’t been alone since May 28. I promise to get to them eventually, but in the meantime, please enjoy a brief photo recap of the last two days of May.

Months ago when Kristina, my beautiful belligerent Swede, came to visit, we talked hypothetically about meeting up in Ireland when I finished studying. After many emails back and forth about dates, possible routes, and the addition of her lovely beau Scotty, it fell into place and on May 28 we all hopped planes to Dublin, a train to Killarney, and a car through the windy roads of Western Ireland. It pleases me to no end that after meeting in Canada and moving to Sweden and Amsterdam, we were all able to reconvene in an entirely new place. I like this world.

Train Buddies
Train Buddies.
View outside our B&B in Killarney.
View outside our B&B in Killarney.
Muckross Abbey. A rather pretty spot to be buried.
Muckross Abbey. A rather pretty spot to be buried.
In her element.
In her element.
Can't get enough of this lil' cutie.
Can’t get enough of this lil’ cutie.
Tiny stalactite forming in Muckross Abbey.
Tiny stalactite forming in Muckross Abbey.
Ring of Kerry.
Ring of Kerry.
Photo stolen from Scott Bolton
Photo stolen from Scott Bolton
Portmagee, home of delicious fish and chips.
Portmagee, home of delicious fish and chips.

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Walk to the Kerry Cliffs
Walk to the Kerry Cliffs.
Vertigo inducing.
Vertigo inducing.
Meeting dogs at every opportunity.
Meeting dogs at every opportunity.

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Beach at Kenmare.
Flower filled beach in Kenmare.
Power couple.
Power couple.
Why such different colours?? I find Ireland's geology very intriguing.
Why such different colours?? Ireland’s geology is very intriguing.
Stopped to stretch our legs in Killarney National Park
Stopped to stretch our legs in Killarney National Park.

Ever changing topography.
Ross Castle
Ross Castle.
Killarney National Park.
Killarney National Park.

So much green. So much beauty. So many more stories to tell. Soon.

Next time: channeling Frodo through the Wicklow Mountains.

xoxoxo

Ireland: Part 1

Going Up The Country

On Monday, after spending the morning staring at a computer screen in my room, I decided I needed to get out of the house and find some nature. This is somewhat difficult in a country made almost entirely of land reclaimed from the sea, but I figured as long as I wasn’t surrounded by brick, I’d be happy. With this song firmly embedded in my head and a map on my phone, I rallied my fellow Canadian, Beth, and we headed for the ferry terminal.

Route to Waterland
Route to Waterland

The website Awesome Amsterdam is an excellent resource for places to go and things to see over here, including easy day trips on your bike, like this one to Waterland! The ferries in Amsterdam are free and most of the routes take less than 5 minutes crossing. Cars aren’t allowed, with the exception of these tiny lawnmower engine ones.

I think this dog weighed as much as the car
I think this dog weighed as much as the car

Within about 20 minutes of biking away from the terminal, we were in farmland. It was warm, breezy, quiet and green, green, green.

The open road
The open road
Navigator Beth
Navigator Beth, looking at cows
Surprise around the corner...
Surprise around the corner…

City girls that we are, we stopped for a while to squeal over a field full of lambs. Did you know that they won’t come when they’re called? It’s almost like they don’t care that I want to touch them. While I was busy taking photos, Beth noticed that the farmer was yelling something at us in Dutch, which I assumed meant “stop bothering my animals”, but we quickly found out was actually “there are smaller ones in here!” Going against everything our parents ever taught us about talking to strangers, we raced inside and met two tiny newborn lambs 😍

Protective mama
Protective mama
Born that morning!
Born that morning!

Floating on a baby animal endorphin rush, we said goodbye and continued on our way.

No filter! The light was really this good!
No filter! The light was really this good!
The Russian nesting doll of houses
The Russian nesting doll of houses

We had planned to take a different route home, rather than retracing our steps, but the tiny ferry google maps directed us to in Holysloot (😂) only runs in the peak of summer. By this time it was nearing dusk and the clouds of bugs were wearing on our thin city-mouse nerves. We gritted our teeth and headed back the way we came, only allowing ourselves another ten stops for animals and picturesque landscapes. So disciplined.

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Golden beauties
Golden beauties

It was such a beautiful, refreshing way to spend the day, especially since May 4 is Dodenherdenking or Dutch Remembrance Day, which “commemorates all civilians and members of the armed forces of the Kingdom of the Netherlands who have died in wars or peacekeeping missions since the outbreak of World War II.” I won the lottery in life as far as peace and freedom are concerned, and it felt appropriate to celebrate that by getting out into the world.

The city holds a huge ceremony in Dam Square every year right outside the Royal Palace. The entire square is packed with people, the Royal Family comes, haunting songs are sung, speeches are made, wreaths are laid; it’s really quite something. At 8:00 sharp, right as the church bells ring, there are two minutes of silence. The experience of standing shoulder to shoulder with thousands of people in Dam Square, which is usually teeming with noisy tourists, and being able to hear the wings of a single pigeon sent chills through my body.

The day after Remembrance Day in the Netherlands is Liberation Day, which celebrates the end of the Nazi occupation and is basically one big party. Such a great contrast!

Alright. Time for me to get to work and do some reading. Less than a month of classes left!!

❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Possible next daytrip: Amsterdamse Bos

Going Up The Country