Bomb Shelter

Concrete Experience

We all gathered towards the front of the room. Initially I felt slightly awkward because I did not know any of my group members. In addition, I felt partially uncomfortable because we were the only group of five due to the number of students in class that day and how everyone split into clusters. Once I overcame these preliminary feelings, my group was easy to converse with and make decisions. The student sitting next to me seemed to be the one that took charge and led our discussion which made me feel more at ease. We first tried to start numbering people starting with one, the members of society who would definitely be saved from the nuclear catastrophe. We all came to the conclusion that this was too difficult. Instead, we regrouped and decided to start with the number 12 person, the member of society whose life was least important compared to the rest based on the facts we were given. I found this to be a fairly simple task. Most everyone agreed on who should come next, and when someone did not, I felt I could speak up and my opinion would be heard which often altered our group decision. Some items I felt uneasy about. We labeled the exotic dancer in last place. This hit home especially for me because I can slightly relate to this character. I am a dance major at the University of Cincinnati College-Conservatory of Music. Although I am getting a degree in addition to this it made me ponder how useful I would seem from an outside perspective. Next, we labeled the priest as 11th. To me this showed that none of our group members were extremely religious. From a personal standpoint I felt guilty with this decision because I was born and raised in Knoxville, Tennessee, part of the Bible Belt community; therefore, I tend to be more religious than the majority of the student population in Cincinnati. Through the next few members we all agreed. Then it came to number eight. I did not express my opinion on this matter, but we put the accountant at...