Lost Communication by Lauren Captain 


Today was a historical day for many reasons. One being that we headed north towards Cambridge, England where some of the most prestigious and competitive universities in the world lie. 
Our group had the chance to tour through Kings College Chapel, where many do not get to visit. There we had our own personal tour guide, an alum from Kings College, Mallory. His insight on what the chapel windows had to offer was fascinating.
He called our time there, “Tales on Glass”. Because it was a chapel, these tales were about the crucifixion of Jesus. I first wondered how these stained glass windows has anything to do with mass media, but it has much to do with mass media. It’s the communication of religion to its followers. A tale is a story, an old story, that shows wisdom and courage. That is what we were able to see through each of these stained glass windows.

The day wasn’t over at Kings College, we then traveled about four miles away from Cambridge to the Madingley Military Cemetery. This was not our ordinary cemetery either. This cemetery held all graves and walls of missing women and men from World War Two, but all from America. This cemetery is the only World War Two American Cemetery in the United Kingdom. Being that this cemetery is in the United Kingdom is for the reason that it honors the Americans that fought daily battles against the Germans and were able to die for how we live our lives today and the people from the United Kingdom as well. 
People die daily and we don’t usually think much about how that relates to communication, but unfortunately it does. The graves tell us about how loved they were by their family and the grave is to honor them. The wall of missing people communicated to me specifically that these young men who fought were courageous and fought in what they believed in, regardless if they were forced into this situation through an enrollment. 
I was in a World War Two class all semester and it was really had for me to learn that way in class by just listening to a professor talk about experiences he didn’t have himself. This is why I loved being at the cemetery today, it created authenticity to the learning I employed myself for this class. If we want authenticity we have to create it ourselves. That’s what going to this cemetery taught me. 

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