Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Monday, April 21, 2014
Jatun Sacha Biological Reserve - Galápagos Islands
Jatun Sacha Biological Reserve- Galápagos Islands from Stevee Chapman on Vimeo.
By Stevee Chapman
As the second most populated island in the Galápagos, San Cristobal is a popular stop for travelers who have made their way to Darwin’s famous islands.
However, between the 5,400 permanent residents and numerous tourists visiting the island each year, there are multiple opportunities for quarantine regulations to be ignored. This allows new species of plants and animals to be introduced to the island every day.
While the Galápagos has some of the highest percentages of biodiversity in the world, introduction of new species to the island can wreck havoc to the islands’ ecosystem. This poses an especially big problem because a very high percentage of species (80% of birds, 97% of reptiles, more than 30% of plants and more than 20% of marine life) are exclusive to the Galapagos, and can be found nowhere else on earth.
In fact, introduction of new species by humans is directly correlated with the drastic decrease, and in some cases extinction, of different geneses of the famous giant tortoises found throughout the islands.
Many of the exotic species that threaten the island’s flora and fauna begin their rapid takeover through agriculture in the highlands of San Cristobal. Yet the highlands, although an essential aspect of the island’s delicate eco-system, have been almost completely ignored by other conservation and government agencies.
Luckily for San Cristóbal, Ecuador’s Jatun Sacha Foundation has a biological reserve deep in the highlands where volunteers come to make a difference. With their hard work in different areas of conservation, such as reforestation, Jatun’s Sacha’s volunteers are revitalizing the island from the ground up.
Friday, March 14, 2014
Welcomed by a Guatemalan fire
3-14-14
Christine Rushton, Murrow College Backpack Journalist
As the world opens to welcome a global community,
journalists gain the opportunity to explore cultures beyond the limits of their
backyards. Foreign reporting has existed successfully since the days of Edward
R. Murrow reporting from London. However, students breaking into the industry
have to combat a dwindling availability of jobs. The Murrow College at WSU offered
me the chance to enter the embargoed borders of Cuba in May 2013, and now I venture
with Hearts in Motion to Guatemala. During my 10 days on the ground, I will
blog, interview the doctors and students performing surgeries on the locals and
report on the issues. Follow along as I pursue the visual and written long-form
journalism I hope to soon call my career.
Rushton Guatemala 3-23-14 from Christine Rushton on Vimeo.
Fire hung in a rim on the horizon. Tipped in blood red, the
wings of the airplane tilted in descent toward the valley’s mouth, noted for
the nearby volcanos. The ground drew closer; the flames climbed higher.
Christine Rushton | Murrow College
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It was 5:30 a.m. on Friday and the plane leading toward
Guatemala City had just made the dawn-hour landing. Flat ground filled with
litter-strewn streets seemed to cower against the highlands surrounding the
city. With my group of students and professionals with Hearts in Motion (HIM),
we started the trek from the airport to Zacapa, the area in which we would
spend most of our time working on the medical mission trip.
About 19 HIM volunteers crammed in a bus meant for
12 for the three-hour journey. But one side-look at the Guatemalan public
transport with people hanging off the sides just to catch a ride, and I knew we
fit in. Just like when I traveled to Cuba, I put the peoples’ behavior in the
perspective of the limited resources upon which they must rely.
Christine Rushton | Murrow College
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For one man, this meant hiding under a blanket in the back
of a truck.
I noticed the man as we headed out of Guatemala City. Truck
bed teaming with rubber tires, the brown-stained blanket set in the corner
rustled slightly. His head peeked out when he adjusted his position, but I’d
already witnessed the attempt to catch a free ride.
Heading into a week of observing people support solutions to medical, construction,
dental, or social problems Guatemalans face, I know this man isn’t the last I
will see take a dangerous chance. As I learned in Cuba and will continue to
learn in Guatemala, people in underdeveloped countries often turn to a concept
foreign to our own: risking life is worth gaining life.
Monday, January 13, 2014
Somewhere near the Beginning...
Four hours from Pullman to Seattle, four-hour flight to
Houston, followed by a 15-hour flight to Beijing. The international flight was
followed by yet another three-hour flight, sending me into the heart of
Southwest China. Add on a three-hour bus ride then a 45-minute taxi ride totals
around 31 hours of just traveling minus layovers. Oye...
You really don’t understand that long of a flight until you
step off the aircraft. I settled into my coach seat in row 42 of the Boeing
777-3 plane; the only blonde in a sea of dark hair. The announcements were
first made in Chinese, followed by an at best rough English translation.
My gate to Chengdu in the Beijing International Airport. |
Landing in Beijing around 5am local time meant the airport
was next to empty. The glimmer and expansive modern layout was lost on my tired
eyes as I found the gate for my final flight to Chengdu. Stopping at baggage claim to
make sure my bag did not try to spend the week in Beijing, I came across the
most practical idea we do not use here in the US.
As bags came tumbling off the conveyor, the belt would stop if bags were on the rotating caravan below it as to protect the luggage and allow passengers to hull theirs off more easily. I snapped a video for those of you who think it is a novel idea that should be implemented here (hint hint airlines).
Once I landed at the next checkpoint in Chengdu, I realized
my bag had managed to deceive me and was still in Beijing. After what seemed
like hours trying to communicate with Air China staff who spoke a few phrases
of broken English, a group of young Chinese students fresh from the States
approached and helped negotiate the shipment of my bag. No warm clothes and
heading into the mountains where there is no central heating? I knew this would
be an adventure for sure.
A young girl holding my name on a crumpled piece of paper
outside the terminal brought me to McDonald's to grab some much-needed grub.
Sadly, everything was in Chinese and I ended up with fries and chicken that
smelled like fish. Eating in a rush, we made our way to the bus station where I
was handed a ticket with more gibberish I didn’t understand on it, hurried to
the bus, and we were on our way to Ya’an.
One moment I will truly never forget is our taxi ride
through Ya’an to the town center. So many different sights and sounds. My guide
Sunni said the weather was very bizarre and the sunshine usually never shows it
face this time of year. Lucky for me I got to see the city with clear eyes.
The bus station where we purchased our tickets to Ya'an. As you can see, no English signs. |
An alley in Ya'an, as you can see it is a BEAUTIFUL day outside. Odd weather for a rainy city. |
The twisting road up the mountain was a bit scary. Drivers
in China don’t rely on marked streets or signs. They simply honk while turning
a corner or passing with no visibility. Not sure I would call it safe, but we
did arrive in one piece.
Most apartments in China don't have dryers, so hanging clothes is a common sight in cities and rural areas. |
The view from the entrance of the CCRCGP park. |
The driver who is about to get us into a head-on accident. |
A small argument with the center security guard that yes I belonged here, yes I had paperwork, yes I was blonde and no one else here was eventually got me to my hostel. A warm smiling woman greeted me with a hug and I followed her to my room. I tried to ask what time dinner was, but I was left only with a smile and wave.
After hours of travel, I have arrived at the Center! |
No English though, no one seems to speak English here. Next
up, the China Conservation and Research Centre for Giant Pandas.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Backpack Journalism Video - Sri Lanka
Murrow student Mindy Rossner shares her experiences about her time in Sri Lanka with Murrow News 8 anchor Brandon Wahl.
About Murrow's Backpack Journalism Program
Monday, March 11, 2013
People of All Ages
Así es la vida of the Usumatlán senior center.
After spending the last two days with children, I accompanied the speech and hearing students to the local senior center to administer hearing exams on the elderly people in Usumatlán.
The students from WSU Spokane set up the audiometer, a small machine that sends different decibel levels to a set of headphones. The patient places the headphones over their ears to test for their hearing threshold and basic hearing abilities. Like I mentioned in a previous blog, you may have received the same test when you were younger, raising your hand and signalling when you heard a beep.

The majority of the people that passed through just had a bad case of earwax and hearing loss due to old age. Dr. Amy Meredith quickly led a class on how to properly clean your ears, showing patients that Q-Tips actually impact the earwax more, and worsens the ability to hear. It is better to pour a small amount of hydrogen peroxide in the ear, something I will start applying to my own hygiene.

Así es la vida of Manuel.
The only thing bigger than Manuel's ears is his love for God. I had the opportunity to sit with him and hear his story as he described to me his humble childhood. He had five brothers and sisters, three of whom died young. Another sister was born after him but she died at age three. He began talking about his people and the immigrants to Guatemala, and the tears began to roll. This is when he told me of how he turned to religion as his guide and as the foundation of his life. He then told me of how when his father died, his last request was for Manuel to sing. And I can't describe Manuel's ability to sing. I am attaching a video below to show you that he has the voice of an angel despite his advanced age. He found his first guitar when he was 18 years old, and taught himself to play by sight and sound. Life could have easily forced Manuel to shut down but instead he turned his story, and most importantly his music, into a way to reach and touch people.
It took us a while to leave the center. Every person in the center gave us a hug and a kiss on the cheek, showering us in thanks and prayers. A woman stopped us to tell us that our visits are so important, not necessarily for the exam results, because the majority of the people already knew they were hard of hearing and all the exam could tell them was how much hearing they had lost, but she told us the most meaningful thing to the people in the senior center was that we were there. Our presence alone was the highlight of their day, something that stuck with me personally thinking of my grandmother in a senior center back home.
I know I keep writing this, but I continue to walk away with a new appreciation for the Guatemalan people. In my past posts I wrote of how the children continue to smile despite the hard lifestyle they are forced to survive. It was once again eye-opening to see people who had lived their lives and still maintained the same amount of love and heart we received from the children who had just started. The motion of the hearts in the people of Zacapa is perseverance.
After spending the last two days with children, I accompanied the speech and hearing students to the local senior center to administer hearing exams on the elderly people in Usumatlán.
The students from WSU Spokane set up the audiometer, a small machine that sends different decibel levels to a set of headphones. The patient places the headphones over their ears to test for their hearing threshold and basic hearing abilities. Like I mentioned in a previous blog, you may have received the same test when you were younger, raising your hand and signalling when you heard a beep.

The majority of the people that passed through just had a bad case of earwax and hearing loss due to old age. Dr. Amy Meredith quickly led a class on how to properly clean your ears, showing patients that Q-Tips actually impact the earwax more, and worsens the ability to hear. It is better to pour a small amount of hydrogen peroxide in the ear, something I will start applying to my own hygiene.

Así es la vida of Manuel.
The only thing bigger than Manuel's ears is his love for God. I had the opportunity to sit with him and hear his story as he described to me his humble childhood. He had five brothers and sisters, three of whom died young. Another sister was born after him but she died at age three. He began talking about his people and the immigrants to Guatemala, and the tears began to roll. This is when he told me of how he turned to religion as his guide and as the foundation of his life. He then told me of how when his father died, his last request was for Manuel to sing. And I can't describe Manuel's ability to sing. I am attaching a video below to show you that he has the voice of an angel despite his advanced age. He found his first guitar when he was 18 years old, and taught himself to play by sight and sound. Life could have easily forced Manuel to shut down but instead he turned his story, and most importantly his music, into a way to reach and touch people.
It took us a while to leave the center. Every person in the center gave us a hug and a kiss on the cheek, showering us in thanks and prayers. A woman stopped us to tell us that our visits are so important, not necessarily for the exam results, because the majority of the people already knew they were hard of hearing and all the exam could tell them was how much hearing they had lost, but she told us the most meaningful thing to the people in the senior center was that we were there. Our presence alone was the highlight of their day, something that stuck with me personally thinking of my grandmother in a senior center back home.
I know I keep writing this, but I continue to walk away with a new appreciation for the Guatemalan people. In my past posts I wrote of how the children continue to smile despite the hard lifestyle they are forced to survive. It was once again eye-opening to see people who had lived their lives and still maintained the same amount of love and heart we received from the children who had just started. The motion of the hearts in the people of Zacapa is perseverance.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
About the Murrow College Backpack Journalism Project
Take a close up look at the medical relief program "Hearts in Motion" and how students took part as backpack journalists in a special program offered by The Edward R. Murrow College of Communication at Washington State University.
More info can be found here.
More info can be found here.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Animal Rescue Training in Nicaragua
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By Bill McKeeMurrow College Backpack Journalism Project Read more from Bill on his Backpack Journalism blog. |
Volunteers gather
around the banks of
Laguna de Apoyo.
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Volunteers prep for the pulley.
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Volunteers learn to use the pulleying system. |
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Rope tying is demostrated to volunteers.
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Volunteers undergo
a final exam
to test their skills.
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Veterinarians and students
receive free surgical training.
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