More and more, I am thinking that mine are not. To his students, and to me, he is known as Dr. Chun, and that is how I shall address him for the remainder of this article. Meeting this brave, fiercely intelligent man shocked me out of few levels of my complacency. I had seen Dr. Chun around campus before. On the downtown campus of the University of Toronto, this is not very unusual.
Many groups try to rouse support from the apathetic general population on campus.
Sometimes I pay attention to these groups. More often I will just rush by the activists, feeling a little guilty. Two days ago, I was just about to walk by Dr. Chun again. In fact, I had passed by him on my way to my friendly neighbourhood computing facilities. I vaguely recalled reading student-written newspaper articles about this man and his situation.