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What I learned from solo travelling

by Rachel Glaves 

Travelling is something special that everyone should experience. Solo travelling around Europe (Amsterdam, Rome, Athens and Crete) for two weeks was without a doubt the best thing I have ever done. I am a newcomer and therefore no expert when it comes to solo travelling, but I definitely learned and gained a thing or two from my experience. Continue reading What I learned from solo travelling

Society Spotlight: UEA Marrow

The Broad’s Society Spotlight’s are regular articles highlighting the societies of UEA – open to any and every club and society at the university. If you want your club or society spotlighted just send us a quick message and we’ll give you all the information you need!

Hi, I’m Louise and this is how I’ve got one step closer to becoming a lifesaver.

A year ago, my friend and now President Euan co-founded the society UEA Marrow for the charity Anthony Nolan. Before I explain what the charity is, I’d like to explain why I joined. I didn’t know what the charity was or what they did, but quite simply after hearing Euan’s personal experience with the charity I was inspired to help.

In 2011 Euan’s dad was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukaemia, a form of blood cancer. After rounds of chemotherapy, they were told their father needed a bone marrow transplant. With initially no matches, Anthony Nolan said they could offer a lifesaving stem cell transplant from the blood of two umbilical cords. In February 2012, Euan’s dad successfully became the first patient in the UK to receive this type of transplant and has now been cancer free for five years.

I think this story shows the massive difference Anthony Nolan can have to people who are suffering with blood cancer. I am so proud to say that I am now part of the committee for UEA Marrow and cannot wait to round up more support and potential matches.

Since being set up in 1997, Anthony Nolan has over 100,000 potential donors join the programme. That has given over 15,000 people the chance of life. We are delighted to say that some of those donors are our very own UEA students!

To sign people up, UEA Marrow hosts donor drives where we give information and provide cheek swabs for those that want to register. It couldn’t be easier: one cheek swab and your DNA gets sent off to Anthony Nolan to see if you could be a potential match. That is all it takes to possibly save someone’s life.

There is often a misconception with stem cell transplants that it can only be done through the bone, however this is not the case: 90% of transplants are done by giving blood.

As a member of the society as a whole, I cannot recommend it enough. Being part of UEA Marrow feels good. I like knowing that I am doing my little bit to help spread awareness and change people’s lives.

If you want to become a lifesaver or help our hunt for heroes  then please find us on Facebook or any social media at ‘UEA Marrow’ and feel free to ask any questions. For more information, go to https://www.anthonynolan.org/.

Image from UEA Marrow’s Facebook Page.

The Guide to a Norwich Night out

By Cassie Waters.

When starting to explore the city it can be hard to know where to begin. The LCR has a lot going for it but as Freshers Week draws to an end the time has come to start exploring all Norwich has to offer. So as a seasoned Norwich drinker I have decided to offer up some help. Remember those Goosebumps books you read as a child? The ones which allow you to decide the plot, depending on what page you choose to turn to? This guide is kind of like that. Imagine you’re on a night out, at each step you will be asked a question about what you want to do and the kind of night you would like to have? From chilling in a bar to clubbing, no matter what your budget I should have you covered! So off you go on your drunken journey, have a drink on me. Continue reading The Guide to a Norwich Night out

Editor Opinions: Cupboard essentials for freshers

Starting university and having to fend for yourself for the first time can be an extremely overwhelming experience, but with our cupboard essentials you can tick food off from your list of things to worry about! Our editors let you know about what food stuffs they can’t live without and are handy for when you’re too busy to do a proper shop and want to save some cash. Continue reading Editor Opinions: Cupboard essentials for freshers

Editor Opinions: Secrets of UEA Accommodation

It may seem a bit daunting living in student accommodation, especially if you didn’t get your first choice, or if you haven’t spent all that much time away from home before! Our editors have compiled a list of hints and tips to help you survive your first few weeks in halls, telling you what to expect, and when to expect a cleaner banging on the door after an LCR night. Continue reading Editor Opinions: Secrets of UEA Accommodation

What I’ve Learned In My Second Year

by Cassie Waters

This time last year, I was a ball of nervousness and nostalgia. I finished my coursework in early May and as an English Literature student I spent the exam period drinking Pimms whilst watching my friends revise, leaving me lots of time to think about the approaching end of a very short era. I wasn’t going to be a fresher anymore, I wasn’t going to live in halls anymore, and I wouldn’t be a few doors down from all my best friends. I tearfully moved out of Victory House convinced that my uni experience was practically over, that the next two years were going to be a long lonely drag spent in the library with a ten foot pile of books. Now it’s the end of second year and I’ve realised I couldn’t have been more wrong (the pile of books is only 6 foot). Despite first year’s reputation as the best year, second year has so much to offer and here are some of the things I’ve learnt from it.

Living in a house share:

There is a world of difference between living in halls and living in a house with housemates. Although living in halls presented its own challenges like sharing two microwaves with eleven other people in a kitchen where you might get tetanus if you walked barefoot, it doesn’t compare to facing the tiny practicalities of living in a house of four girls for the first time. In the first week we had nearly had: a fire (I still don’t know how I managed to start a fire in the microwave from a frozen bread roll), smashed the glass in the oven door (my housemate forgot to ‘break’ at the end of her sock slide’) and unknowingly turned the boiler off. We quickly realised we were incapable of living without UEA maintenance and the cleaner on standby, living in fear of when the light bulbs would give out and we’d actually have to change them. We had to wave a swift goodbye to egg fights and water fights in the kitchen – they aren’t as fun when you’re the one who has to clean it up. A new oven door, 4 sets of keys (just mine- thank God for £3.50 cutting at the market!), several almost fires, many cold showers and a traumatising experience of pulling 6 months of hair out of the downstairs shower later and we’re as close to domestic goddesses as we ever will be. I’ve even taken the role of chief spider catcher. Somebody has to do it.

The joys of a cleaning rota:

Back in halls we were constantly receiving passive aggressive notes and warnings off Helen, our frenemy cleaner. I moaned like everyone else each time we got a new letter telling us that there was another reason why our kitchen couldn’t be cleaned properly. How is it possible to have all surfaces cleared but no floors or windowsills obstructed! However, by the time September came around I was on my way to becoming the new Helen. Waking up after our first pre-drinks and seeing the state of the house, I realised that I really was bothered by mess. Without a cleaning rota I would have had to become the housemate that everyone hates, sending snappy messages to the group chat about the state of the bathrooms in the vain hope that someone else would clean it. I spent ages making the cleaning rota, colouring it in with my extensive Sharpie set. I proudly stuck it to fridge, relieved that a piece of paper could save me from my own passive aggression. On the whole it has worked, our kitchen surfaces could still use some TLC and our carpets sparkle from embedded glitter but in comparison to some of our friend’s houses, it’s a show room. Long live the cleaning rota.

Friendships change:

Towards the end of first year I had a very tight group of friends in my flat that I spent all my time with. We had the same sense of humour and we had a closeness that only comes from having lived with each other. I knew that I would miss being flatmates with half of our group but I was sure that we would see each other all the time and that our house would become a crash pad, a base for our group. Unfortunately, it was quickly apparent that this wasn’t going to be the case. After many ignored invites, flaky excuses and a general lack of effort we started to give up. Bigger workloads, distance from houses and new friendships have all contributed to why we don’t see some of our friends very often. It’s not all bad though. I didn’t know one of my housemates – Alice – very well at the beginning of the year. We had mutual friends which was how we were brought together. In her I have found the perfect companion, someone who loves tea nearly as much as I do and we spend most of our evenings sat next to each other in our armchairs laughing at memes or drinking Aldi wine in the garden. One of my old flatmates is a student paramedic and when she’s not on placement she’s often found at ours. She is the perfect honorary housemate who once got out of bed to pick me up from the LCR when I was several drinks past my peak. We’ve made lots of new friends, become closer to some who we didn’t know that well last year and I’m really lucky to have some of my best school friends at UEA with me (coincidence I promise!). My old flatmates are still really important friends to me, but I’ve accepted that you can’t bring everyone along with you.

 Being a real adult (sort of):

Being a first year you are sheltered from some of the realities of adult life. Like bills! Utilities are an almost impossible world to navigate, there are so many deals and how do you sort out splitting them between four people? My housemate is still scarred from the experience of setting up our bills over the summer. This year I also got a job working at an out of school club. It’s great, I get paid to play with Lego and make parachutes out of tissues and plastic cups. It also requires me to get up at 6.15am on Tuesdays which is not so fun. It’s forced me to learn how to balance my time around uni and because of it I spend less time lying on my bed flicking through Facebook when I should be reading. I’ve learnt how to better manage my money; my overdraft hasn’t been used in a long time (which is a good thing – it’s been left in a sorry state!). I still drink too many cocktails (they are the cause of my previous money problems), have too many late nights and occasionally ignore my reading list, but I’m well on my way to becoming the responsible adult I hope I will be one day.

As the end of second year rolls around, I don’t feel the same dread that I felt last year. I’m excited about the prospect of third year, even though it drags me one step closer to leaving UEA. Roll on more house chaos, dissertations and panic about the future. I think I’m ready.

photo courtesy of Tim Trad at https://unsplash.com/@timtrad

Govroam – What Is It? What Does It Mean For Us?

by Tony Allen

Govroam, now dubbed a public sector answer to Eduroam, the internet roaming service we all know and reluctantly grew to love, is rapidly gaining traction in the UK following the success in the Netherlands and Belgium. I got in touch with the organisations behind govroam in Europe and the team working to roll it out in the UK to find out what the benefits are and what challenges they have faced.

Continue reading Govroam – What Is It? What Does It Mean For Us?

How to Learn Welsh – Useful Tips and Resources

by David Winlo

Welsh is a Celtic language spoken by around 0.7 million people, 5,000 of whom don’t live in Wales, or even the UK, but in the far-flung Chubut province of Argentina, known in Welsh as Y Wladfa. This is the first reason you might wish to learn Welsh, and this very reason is universal among languages – you’ll be able to talk to new people, not just in the country or countries where the language you’re learning is an official or main language. You’ll also be able to listen to Welsh folk music, and other genres, as well as reading Welsh books and poetry, as well as gaining a small amount of understanding with its related languages: Manx, Cornish, and to a lesser extent Scottish- and Irish Gaelic.

 

When learning Welsh, I would advise keeping the following in mind:

  1. Not all of those consonants are consonants. Welsh is famous for its distressing lack of vowels, in words like ‘chwech’ (six), ‘buwch’ (cow), and in various place names, such as ‘Amlwch’. Don’t worry about these. Certain letters which look like consonants are actually vowels, like the letter w in the above examples, which sounds approximately like an English ‘oo’, and y, which sounds a bit like a sound English speakers make when hesitating, namely ‘err’.
  2. Welsh is an X-Man of a language, a mutant. The letters at the start of a noun can change based on what is happening to the noun in the sentence, for example, ‘in Wales’ in Welsh is ‘yng Nghymru’, even though ‘Wales’ on its own would be ‘Cymru’. This means you might well recognise words that look similar to ones you’ve already learned if their ending is similar.
  3. Spelling, whilst initially seeming insane, makes much more sense than in English. Welsh has dropped some letters from English, such as k and x, but also has letters English doesn’t, which are made up of two characters, such as ‘Ll’, or ‘ll’ in lower case, and the above ‘Ng’, or ‘ng’ in lower case. Once you’ve worked out what these sound like, with a couple making sounds which don’t exist in English, Welsh is almost entirely phonetic in spelling, meaning words are spelled how they sound, something which non-native speakers of English would find very refreshing when trying to read words like.
  4. There are plenty of free resources out there for learning Welsh! Here are just a few: Duolingo, Omniglot, and various BBC materials.

I hope this is enough to convince or help you to learn Welsh. If so, pob lwc i chi!

Image ‘Welsh flag’ by Matthew Wilkinson is licensed under CC BY-ND 2.0.

 

 

How to Learn German – Useful Tips and Resources

by David Winlo

So, you’ve been to Berlin on holiday, tried some bratwurst while there, come back and listened to some Rammstein, and now you’re intrigued – perhaps you could learn this language, and get more out of these things. Maybe find out what more the German-speaking world has to offer.

Continue reading How to Learn German – Useful Tips and Resources

Surviving the Easter Holidays – a memoir

By Cassie Waters

This Easter it took roughly fifteen minutes of hugs and smiles and “it’s so nice to have you back” before my family descended into their usual madness. This time it was an argument over what take away we were getting. The war between fish and chips and Indian lasted twice as long as the happy homecoming. It left me questioning: how on earth was I going to survive four weeks in this madhouse?

Don’t get me wrong, I love my family. By the end of term I really look forward to coming home and seeing them and the dogs and the beautiful Suffolk landscape (although I’m still waiting to see one of these “mountain hills” Ed Sheeran’s been talking about). Before I came to UEA I was terrified of leaving home, I couldn’t imagine life away from my family but it didn’t take long before I grew to love my newfound independence. When I went home for the first time after starting uni I was amazed to discover that living in a flat of twelve with all the drama that entailed was more chill than my home with four of us.

 I come from a family of strong characters. We’re all opinionated, mick-takers who don’t shy away from confrontation. It must have been a shock for my sister’s boyfriend, a guy who’s so laid back he’s almost in a permanent state of limbo, to come round for the first time and be confronted by the constant winding up from my dad, my mum insisting on him having third helpings of tea and my sister and I shouting over the top of each other to be heard. I spent all of first year entertaining my flat with stories about my family like how my aunt believes in fairies and lives in a spiritual commune in Brazil or our Christmas tradition of everyone buying someone a joke present to wear. Meaning we have a vast array of awful family photos where my aunts are wearing thongs made out of sweets, my dad’s wearing a mullet wig and a medallion and, even more horrifyingly, my uncle has a woollen willy warmer. The best anecdote is the time my mum pretended to be dead as a prank on my dad. That’s a story for another day.

Returning to your family after a semester of only having to answer to yourself is always going to be a challenge. During the first week I was irritated by the questioning about my love life (it’s like being Bridget Jones, only they aren’t yet concerned about my fertility), my future career plans (non- existent) and my driving skills (my parents seemingly believe that 3 months without driving means I’m only capable of driving after long lectures. Yes Mum, I will ring the AA if I break down. Yes Mum, I will take photos if I crash). It’s a week of lots of petty arguments and long dog walks to get away from it all. After that I just embrace the different way of living because it won’t be long before I’m sat in the UEA library procrastinating and missing it all.  After all it is a month of having meals made for me, my washing done and the wonders of Sky TV.

Image courtesy of I’m Priscilla at https://unsplash.com/@artographybyp