‘Cuarteto’ provides bridge between cultures

‘Cuarteto’ provides bridge between cultures

By Omid Bürgin-Esmai’li

Take a dose of tango, bossa nova and lambada, mix that with a
European art form, and add some multicultural ideology and there
you have it: the Cuarteto Latinoamericano, a renowned string
quartet known for promoting mostly contemporary works of Latin
American composers.

The quartet performs this Sunday at Schoenberg Hall.

Consisting of three brothers ­ violinists Saul, Aaron and
cellist Alvaro Bitrán ­ and one close childhood friend
from Mexico City violist Javier Montiel, the quartet has been very
successful in contributing to the visibility of Latin American
composers inside and outside of Latin America. For many, this
prompted a discovery of South American music.

Can the quartet’s success be attributed to the popular appeal
Latin American music has internationally with its rhythms and
popular dances? Possibly. Or is the ever-multiplying
Spanish-speaking population being more aware of its culture?
Maybe.

It is not so much these external conditions, but talent that
makes the recordings outstanding with polished and powerful
performances.

This reflects the sophistication of Mexico City, one of
America’s most vibrant cultural centers. While in the United
States, the audience goes to classical concerts more to be seen and
reaffirm its societal status, the audience in Mexico has been
described as a catalyst for new music.

The quartet agrees that even with the marketing advantage of
projecting itself as a quartet with a Latino accent, members had to
fight against the prejudice that a group coming from Mexico would
not possibly be able to play Beethoven or Brahms at an
internationally competitive level.

"We had to overcome much of the suspicions against a Mexican
group playing the Western Classical repertoire, since there was no
history of Mexicans playing this repertoire. There was no objection
towards us playing the Latin American compositions, and it helped
us to build up credibility," says Aaron Bitrán in a telephone
interview.

On their initial European and U.S. tours they were indeed asked
to restrict themselves to Latin American repertoire, but they have
since build up an international reputation of not only recorded
Latin American composers, but also works by Ravel, Dvorak, Borodin,
Gershwin, Puccini and others.

Aaron Bitrán emphasized that they would select music for
content first and then make a selection for its national identity.
The reason they play so many compositions by Latin American
composers is "(if we don’t play it) no one else will play and
promote pieces by young Latin American composers."

The problem, Aaron Bitrán stresses, is that it is almost
impossible to identify Latin American music. The unifying factor,
although rather hypothetical, is that "Latin American music puts
publicly common elements such as rhythm in front compared to the
European emphasis on melody and harmony."

He agrees that there are as many European influenced trends in
Latin American music as there are native Indian or African American
influences. The UCLA program features exactly such a division of
Latin American string quartets from the early and late 20th century
repertoire.

First the more rhythmic pieces: The Quartet No. 8 by Heitor
Villa-Lobos (Argentina) is rooted in a combination of American
Indian and African-American sounds from Brazil, "Four for Tango" by
Astor Piazzolla (Argentina) is rhythmically based on a tango from
Argentina, and "Metro Chabacano" by Javier Alvarez (Mexico)
integrates urban rhythms from Mexico City. This piece is actually
named after a Mexico City subway station.

The second group shows a more European influence: "Yiddishbuk"
by Osvaldo Golijov (Argentina) is a piece inspired by Stravinsky as
well as Jewish folk music. "Two Sketches in Quarter Tones" by
Julian Carrillo (Mexico) sounds like "a late Romantic Schoenberg
lost in a microtonal haze."

This selection certainly will give an excellent overview of
recent trends and developments in the Latin American music scene
and a great introduction for new listeners of that musical
tradition, especially since many of the pieces are L.A.
premieres.

Aaron Bitrán expressed a regret of not having included a
work by Manuel Enríquez, one of the most respected
contemporary Mexican composers. Enríquez, who was a visiting
professor at the UCLA music department last year died unexpectedly
and is dearly missed by student, staff and faculty. The program was
put together before his death.

Hopefully we’ll overcome the romantic and neo-national trends of
recent times of classifying music on a prejudgmental level and can
look at music on a higher unifying basis, transcending nationality.
As Aaron Bitrán puts it, "good music simply is good music and
that should be the only factor to be considered."

Letters

Stop "religious propaganda"

Editor:

I want to respond to Jeanene Harlick’s article (Oct. 3, "Sex
before marriage: why we should wait"). Do we have to be subjected
to a naïve parroting of various religious superstitions? This
is "moralistics," a superficial morality, that the author puts
forth. It does not approach the clarity of thought that morality
requires. Morality assumes some underlying principle in harmony
with ourselves as we come from nature.

The short social history we have does not approach the length of
time we have as the glorious animal that lives within and in
concert with the mind. There are so many intelligent and
well-founded arguments that are current and currently
understandable that I fail to see why the Daily Bruin should have
published someone who is arguing something as discreditable as the
flat earth theory.

Don’t ask me for references, that’s lazy. Go out and find them
yourself. It will be easy. Start in anthropology.

Harlick points out some problems which I do not say do not
exist, but the drivel that she espouses as the answer is not worthy
of publication. To point out just two inconsistencies: The author
seems to say that if one has sex before marriage, one can never
love again. That would be news to most of us. Heartbreak is one
thing, but the end of love is not found there ­ only the
further yearning to find it again and to learn from one’s past
mistakes.

Another thing she implies is that love is subordinate to sex:
that in order to love someone, one must wait until marriage and
then prove the love by having sex (a prescribed manner is also
implied). What this leads to is the wrong reason for marriage.

Creative writing is one thing, flowers and clouds and love, but
in the process of reasoning, one can only hope there would be more
thought put into Harlick’s column. Have the editors no sense of
quality?

Shall we return to the days of alchemy? Shall we refute all or
any scientific knowledge or theory because it is easier to mime
things we never thought of on our own? This is an opinion of
Harlick’s which is incredibly private and, in this case, so poorly
thought out that she ought to be embarrassed to try to foist it
upon others.

Promiscuity is not a curse. It is a part of our species’ history
and heritage. What needs to be learned is how to allow it to
constructively exist, and avoid that which damages. This learning
can neither blanket acceptance nor condemnation. And it certainly
cannot be the denial and abnegation of the underlying feeling that
bring about the supposed problem.

Can we not have someone address the issues from a currently
informed viewpoint? This is not a Sunday school newspaper and I
don’t expect such blatantly religious propaganda to be published
here. There are other forums. Harlick surely has the right to her
opinion and her voice. I think this newspaper is not the proper
place for these particular opinions to be found.

Dorn Yoder

Senior

Tribute to a peacekeeper … Shimon Peres

Tribute to a peacekeeper … Shimon Peres

By Guy Ziv

One year has passed since Israeli Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin
and PLO Chairman Yasser Arafat met on the South Lawn of the White
House for the signing of the historic Declaration of Principles.
This agreement laid the foundation for Palestinian self-government
in the Gaza Strip and the West Bank town of Jericho. After decades
of bitter strife, the PLO finally recognized the State of Israel’s
right to exist in peace and security and renounced the use of
terrorism and other acts of violence. In return, Israel’s Labor-led
government, which was elected in June 1992 on the platform of
trading territories for peace, agreed to recognize the PLO as the
legitimate representative of the Palestinian people. The world has
hailed the three men who joined ranks to secure the agreement
­ Yasser Arafat, Yitzhak Rabin and Israeli Foreign Minister
Shimon Peres ­ as bold leaders who saw an opportunity to
transform the Middle East from a region of hatred and hostility
into a region of peace and cooperation.

This historic agreement took place too late in the year for
these men to have received the Nobel Peace Prize in 1993, but the
conventional wisdom is that they will be awarded this important
prize later this year, when the ceremonial presentation for the
Nobel Peace Prize takes place in Oslo, on Dec. 10.

While it can be argued that Arafat, Rabin and Peres equally
deserve this cherished prize, it is really the Israeli Foreign
Minister who comes closest to meeting the general principles
governing this award. The founder of the Nobel Prizes, Alfred
Bernhard Nobel, stated in his will that the awards should annually
be made "to those, who, during the preceding year, shall have
conferred the greatest benefit on mankind" in the fields of
physics, chemistry, physiology or medicine, literature and peace.
Clearly, Rabin and Arafat were vital players in the accord reached
between Israel and the PLO. Without these two individuals’
approval, the agreement would bear little, if any, weight. But the
peace signing ceremony in Washington last year would not have taken
place had it not been for the initiative of Peres, who achieved the
breakthrough in Oslo after months of secret negotiations with
senior PLO officials.

Under the American-sponsored Middle East peace talks that began
in Madrid in Oct. 1991, the Palestinian negotiators lacked the
power to make their own decisions, because the PLO, which was
officially excluded from these talks, was making the important
decisions from Tunis. Peres understood early on that the Madrid
formula was a waste of time and that an alternative way would have
to be found in order to reach an agreement with the Palestinians.
He, therefore, suggested to his boss that Israel begin negotiating
clandestinely with the PLO. Rabin approved of his Foreign
Minister’s idea, although he doubted the plan would break the
impasse with the Palestinians.

On Aug. 20, 1993, less than a month before the ceremony in
Washington took place, the momentous breakthrough was reached. A
shrewd negotiator, Peres was successful in getting the PLO to
recognize Israeli right to exist within secure borders, accept U.N.
Security Council Resolutions 242 and 338 and renounce terrorism and
other forms of violence. The Government of Israel agreed to
withdraw from Gaza and Jericho and allow the Palestinians to govern
themselves. The autonomy accord would serve as a future
stepping-stone toward a future Palestinian homeland.

The accord, dubbed the Gaza-Jericho plan, which was finally
implemented last May, has not been without its share of problems.
The Palestinians are frustrated due to the lack of improvement of
their quality of life under the new Palestinian Authority. The
Israelis are disappointed with the PLO’s ineptness in dealing with
Hamas terrorist attacks on Israelis and its failure to amend its
charter, parts of which call for the destruction of Israel. But the
majority of Israelis and Palestinians realize that there is no
feasible alternative to Oslo. They understand that the road to
peace is a long one, that the struggle for peace is far from over.
Compromises will have to continue to be made on both sides if peace
is to be attained.

The Gaza-Jericho plan, which directly involves the Palestinians,
also has far-reaching implications for Israel’s relations with its
surrounding Arab neighbors. It has enabled Jordan to sign a pact
with Israel, which ended the official state of war between the two
countries. Morocco soon followed, agreeing to low-level ties and
expanded trade and tourism with the Jewish state. Tunisia will
likely be the next country to join the growing trend in the Arab
world to recognize the legitimacy of the State of Israel.

It cannot be overstated that the Israelis and the Arabs are
negotiating not out of love, but out of sheer necessity. Israel
cannot continue to pay the tremendous economic, moral and political
costs associated with the occupation. The Arabs, including the PLO,
can no longer depend on a now-defunct Soviet superpower for their
military and financial needs. They have finally come to the
realization that Israel is not a temporary entity, but a permanent
Jewish homeland. They are finally beginning to understand that war
will give them nothing, that peace is their best hope for
prosperity.

The Middle East leaders who once waged war are now waging peace.
But whereas some leaders are focusing almost exclusively on how to
achieve this peace, the Israeli Foreign Minister is going one step
­ a major step ­ further by exploring the myriad of
possibilities that will be available once peace is realized. For
Peres, peace is not merely an end in itself, but a means to a much
greater end. He envisions, among other things, a Middle East Common
Market; a regional security system; a joint research institute for
desert management and joint Arab-Israeli projects, such as a Red
Sea-Dead Sea canal and the development of hydroelectric power for
electricity and desalinization.

To be true to the ideals of Alfred Bernhard Nobel, the Peace
Prize should go to Shimon Peres, the visionary leader who has made
it his mission to end the 100-year-old Israeli-Palestinian conflict
and bring about prosperity to the Middle East. Giving the Nobel
Peace Prize to the man who negotiated the historic peace deal in
the very city in which the prize is annually presented will be more
than a case of poetic justice. It will reward a leader who
represents boldness, vision and ingenuity; a leader who is helping
to build a new Middle East for the 21st century.

Guy Ziv is a USC graduate student of international relations who
is enrolled in a UCLA class sponsored by the UCLA-USC Joint Center
for International Studies.

Know when to hold ’em and when to fold ’em

Know when to hold ’em and when to fold ’em

Roxane Marquez

Fall 1991. Inside, the West Covina club is smoky and packed. The
stage lights are just bright enough to show off the red highlights
in my hair and the gold highlights in his. Even among the emcee’s
announcement of the next band and the thud of beer bottles against
the bar, the steady clunking of my leather, knee-high, 1960s
hand-me-down, high-heeled boots announce our arrival.

His arm hangs over my shoulders and as we walk past some of my
old high school enemies, I tilt my head next to his and he kisses
me. "This is my girl Roxane," he says as he introduces me to some
friends of his. "She goes to UCLA," he quickly adds. He looks at
me, and I am so proud of us. Matthew and Roxane ­ best friends
for two years and finally together.

"You got lucky, girl," one of them says to me, smiling. "Matt’s
the best guitar player around and someday he’s gonna make a million
bucks."

"Hey man, my baby’s gonna make money, too," Matt replies. "She’s
got a lot of ideas and she’s smart enough to make them happen."

And now it’s the Realm’s turn to play. Before he leaves, he
lights my Marlboro cigarette and kisses me. As he leaps onto the
stage and straps on his gold Gibson Les Paul, my friend Beth says
to me, "He’s fine."

"I know," I respond, but that’s not what’s on my mind. "He tells
me that I’m beautiful and he’s proud that I’m smart," I’m thinking.
"I can’t believe it. I’m so happy and I’m never letting this one
go."

Summer 1992. It’s Labor Day and Matt’s family is having a
barbecue. My freshman year of college came and went and my
sophomore year is about to begin.

Thank God. Because in many ways, the summer’s been a nightmare.
Matt didn’t do too well at the local junior college, the guys in
his band are either "flakes" or "assholes," and his old high school
friends smoke weed every day and tell him to kick back, that he’s
working too hard.

All this while I’m doing well in my classes and have made new
friends at school. He’s been teaching me to play electric guitar
and I’m picking it up pretty fast.

"If Bill Clinton wins the election, this country’s morals will
go to hell in a handbasket," I hear Matt’s brother-in-law proclaim
as I spell my name in mustard on a hot dog. Matt’s sister and her
husband converted to Fundamentalist Christianity fairly recently
and their proselytizing is dividing this once-Catholic family in
two.

They hate it that I spend every weekend at his house during the
school year, and over the summer their talk about "family values"
almost drove me insane. More than once I heard his sister preach to
his mother how "God will send them to hell if you allow this to
continue."

I know that such conflict only adds to Matthew’s troubles, so I
do my best to help him out. I make sure that his laundry gets done,
his car stays clean, that he has enough peace and quiet when he
does his homework and ­ hangover or not ­ I always have
breakfast made for him by 9:30 a.m. every Saturday and Sunday.

I’m thinking of all this as I eat my hot dog and overhear more
talk from his brother-in-law about how "feminazi takeovers" have
ruined families across the country. I think of how I hoped my
efforts would make Matthew happy, but somehow it just seemed to
frustrate him that thus far I’ve successfully juggled so much
responsibility.

"Oh it’s just a phase," I think to myself. "It’ll pass. It’s
okay. Why? Because he’s worth it. He loves me. He respects me. He
listens to me."

But he’s not listening to me. He’s listening intently to his
brother-in-law say how "all this women’s lib bullshit isn’t what
God wants. A woman’s supposed to obey her husband. After all, isn’t
that why He made men stronger?"

Winter 1994. I’m sitting outside the Whisky in Hollywood, chain
smoking and trying not to cry. He’s in there, talking to Dolores.
Dolores is beautiful, much more beautiful than me. Dolores is a
fucking airhead.

Dolores is everything I feared this morning as Matthew and I
argued while I washed the dishes from that evening’s dinner and he
watched the hockey game or maybe it was a basketball game, who the
hell knows.

"I’m not going to that damn church of theirs!" I’d screamed as I
scrubbed ketchup stains off his plate. "That preacher is full of
lies and everybody there just buys it and I feel like standing up
and yelling, ‘Don’t you know you’re being brainwashed?!’ and
getting the hell out of there every time you make me go!"

"Well then we’re going to the Catholic Church with my mom
tomorrow instead," he’d yelled back at me from the sofa.

"Hell no! That’s just as bad."

He’d jumped up and faced me. "What the hell’s wrong with you?!"
he’d balked. "You’ve changed. You never used to be like this, you
never do things for me anymore!"

"What do you call this?" I’d shouted as I flung a scraggly
orange dish scrubber into the sink. "What do you call me paying for
the phone bills and for gas in the car and for guitar strings and
for your flight jacket … "

"A girl who really loves her man will go the extra mile for him
and things like that won’t matter to her."

"What are you saying, then, that even though I’m working my ass
off for you, I don’t love you?"

"I’m saying that there’s girls at the clubs who are willing to
fuck me right then and there and they won’t make me put up with
this ‘I’m doing history papers on women’s rights crap’" he hollered
as he stormed out of the room to pack up his guitar and amp for
that night’s gig.

I don’t know why it was that I went to the Whisky with him that
night. Maybe because after I’d cried for a half hour and looked at
myself in the mirror I saw an old, tired young girl whose grades
were falling, friendships were strained and body was out of shape
because she’d put "her man’s" needs ahead of her own. He was all
she thought she had, and to leave him would be to admit that the
past two years or more had been an enormous, irreversible
mistake.

After all, I’d thought as I caked my face with make-up. How many
guys do you know who can play guitar like Jimmy Page? And he
"understands" me. He "loves" me.

Yeah right. At his gig, I’d felt as old and useless as the glam
rock groupies and has-beens that still hang out at the clubs on the
Sunset Strip even though the grunge scene was well under way.
Matt’s new band sucked. And I’d seen him leave my side to give an
ecstatic hello to Dolores, his old flame from high school.

I hadn’t bothered to see if the Whisky had a "no re-entry"
policy. I’d just walked outside, lit another Marlboro, sat on the
sidewalk and let the freezing cold numb me.

So now I am shivering here, remembering years past, of my mother
listening to me read Dr. Seuss to her when I was a little girl. She
tells me how she is so proud that I am the best reader in
kindergarten and that I bring home awards for handwriting and
spelling so often.

She tells me that she and daddy are so happy that they had a
little girl when I ask if daddy wanted a boy instead. That they
love me so much and that I can be anything I want when I grow
up.

"Read to me," she says.

I begin. "My feet are cold. My teeth are gold. I have a bird I
like to hold."

And now I’m walking uphill on Sunset Boulevard trying to find a
pay phone to call my sister. "It’s true, mother," I think. "My feet
are cold from the winter wind. My teeth are gold from all the
cigarettes I smoke when I’m sad. And that little bird ­ I’m
still holding it and I will not let him kill it."

Assistant Viewpoint Editor Roxane Marquez is a fourth-year
student double majoring in history and English-American studies.
Her column will run on alternate Thursdays.

Congress should protect the public, not polluters

Congress should protect the public, not polluters

By Rahul Krishnaswamy

It can lead to hypertension, strokes, various forms of cancer,
disrupted hormone balance, heart disease and even IQ deficits. What
is this nasty culprit? These afflictions can be caused by toxins
found in the tap water we drink, bathe in and cook with every
day.

Scientists at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention
estimate that nearly one million Americans become sick and 900 die
each year from drinking contaminated tap water. Studies have linked
waterborne toxins to rising rates of breast and prostate cancer,
low sperm counts and weakened immune systems. And those most
vulnerable in our population ­ e.g. infants and children,
pregnant women, the sick, the elderly and the low income ­ are
the most likely to be affected by drinking contaminated water.

Despite these facts, this past May the U.S. Senate voted to
weaken the current health standards of the Safe Drinking Water Act.
The Senate’s bill would allow more cancer-causing chemicals in our
drinking water, weaken health protection from lead in water and
reduce citizens’ right to sue to enforce the law.

To top it off, an April survey revealed that 88 percent of
Congress members purchase bottled water for their offices, most at
taxpayer expense!

The good news is that the public seems to understand far better
than the politicians that our tap water must be safe. A June Times
Mirror poll indicated that 76 percent of the public thought that
our laws fighting water pollution had not gone far enough.

Because of grassroots pressure for the last three months, last
week the U.S. House of Representatives overwhelmingly passed a
stronger version of the Safe Drinking Water Act (H.R. 3392). The
bill maintains the standards in current law and makes several
modest improvements, including expanded right-to-know, bottled
water standards and protection for vulnerable populations.

The bills now go to conference committee where members of the
House and Senate will fight over the differences in the next few
weeks. And you can bet they will receive lots of pressure from the
polluters.

In order to ensure the safety of our tap water, we must send a
strong message to our representatives that we expect them to
protect the interest of the public, not the polluters, by
strengthening standards for our drinking water. Buying bottled
water is not the solution. Demanding more responsive representation
is.

Write a letter to your Congress member and Senator, get your
friends to write letters, and join CALPIRG’s Campaign for Safe
Drinking Water (stop by Bruin Walk for more information). We have
the fundamental right to turn on the tap and know our water is
safe, but it’s a right we must fight for.

Rahul Krishnaswamy, a junior microbiology and anthropology
student, is a member of CALPIRG. CALPIRG is a statewide
environmental and consumer group funded and directed by
students.

W. soccer wants revenge in Malibu

W. soccer wants revenge in Malibu

Two losses to Pepperdine last year help fuel UCLA’s
determination

By Hye Kwon

The UCLA women’s soccer team is going to Malibu this afternoon
with more than just winning on their minds. The Bruins want to take
revenge on Pepperdine for the losses they suffered last year.

Last season, the Waves swept the season series between the two
schools, 2-0. Pepperdine won the first match 4-2 after scoring 2
goals in overtime. In the second game of the season, the Waves beat
the Bruins impressively, 4-0.

Coming into today’s match fresh off a victory over Gonzaga,
Pepperdine (3-4-2) is led by sophomore mid-fielder Jennifer Evans
and senior mid-fielder Christi DeVert.

Evans and DeVert were responsible for five of the eight goals
scored against the Bruins last season and they continue to lead the
Waves in scoring this season.

Through the first nine matches of the season, Evans is the team
leader in points (13) with six goals and one assist, while DeVert
is responsible for five assists and one goal.

The Waves will be facing an entirely different UCLA team from
last year, however, considering that the Bruins (6-2-2) have 21
true freshmen on the roster.

"(UCLA) had a tremendous recruiting class," Pepperdine head
coach George Kuntz said. "We have a lot of respect for them."

UCLA head coach Joy Fawcett feels confident about the match.

"I think if we play our game, then we should be okay," she
said.

* * *

The Bruins are ranked ninth in the Western region, largely
because of two highly regarded freshmen.

Forward Traci Arkenberg now has four game winning goals to her
credit, which puts her among the regional leaders in that category.
However, Arkenberg was neutralized for the most part in last
Monday’s game against UC Irvine.

Arkenberg will try to return to the form she showed in last
weekend’s match against Arizona in which she scored two goals in 35
minutes.

Goalkeeper Gretchen Overgaard has shut out Bruin opponents for
three straight matches- a new school record. She also broke her own
record of two straight scoreless matches set earlier this
season.

Overgaard is ranked number one in the region and sixth in the
nation in goals scored against (three goals in 780 minutes). She
will try to lengthen her 309 scoreless minutes of play in Malibu
today.

Studying fills those ‘Hollywood’ nights

Studying fills those ‘Hollywood’ nights

Bruin tailback Shah put life in perspective while redshirting
for

1993-94 season

By Randy Satterburg

Daily Bruin Staff

It is common knowledge that many high school athletes try their
darndest to be labeled with a favorable nickname ­ practically
campaigning for a catchy moniker ­ but to no avail. Face it,
as hard as you may have tried to become known as Sweetness, or
Broadway Joe, or Magic, or Prime Time, something known as athletic
ability ­ or lack thereof ­ always seemed to get in the
way.

In that respect, UCLA tailback Sharmon Shah’s story is very
unconventional. To his friends back home at Dorsey High School,
Shah will always be known as "Hollywood," and try as he may, he
just cannot seem to shed the flashy image. His nickname, in fact,
has probably been more difficult to shake than Arizona’s "Desert
Swarm" defense.

"Yeah, I went with the name," he says. "It was cool. But I just
couldn’t shake it. They called me that for about 10 years, so I
just let it be."

But while the very essence of Ed "Too Tall" Jones was captured
by his nickname, "Hollywood" and Shah are about as compatible as a
circle and a square peg.

Granted, he used to have a wilder side, which even today pops
out every now and then. During halftime at a recent Bruin
basketball game he snuck onto the floor to take a shot from
mid-court just to see if he "still had it." The ball didn’t go
in.

"Obviously," he says, "I don’t."

But today, Shah is a far cry from the little boy who first
became known as Hollywood in his Pop Warner days. A little older
and much wiser, Shah now sees beyond the hash marks of the football
field to another place – a place where athleticism is
meaningless.

"In being around regular students more, I began to realize how
much they study," Shah says. "I realized that they don’t even care
about football ­ they’re not even thinking about it. They’re
focusing on how they’re going to support their families. They are
out here working hard to get a degree to really have a good life
when this stuff is over.

"You don’t think about that when you’re playing football. You
think about winning the next game."

Shah’s re-evaluation of his identity as a football star occurred
during the1993-94 season, when he was forced to redshirt and
rehabilitate both of his surgically repaired knees, and his
findings opened his eyes to the very things his family told him all
along – but which he says it took the injury to make him
realize.

"I realized that I put a lot on football and not enough on the
fact that football is variable," Shah says. "And that you should
try to put more stress on things that are more concrete, like
school and getting prepared for life in general.

"I kept talking about what I wanted to do, about going to
graduate school and getting my Master’s Degree and all that, but I
didn’t know what it took to get into graduate school or to get a
Master’s Degree. I didn’t talk to anybody until I got hurt, and I
found out a bunch of stuff that I wasn’t doing that I needed to
do."

Nevertheless, the Sharmon Shah that carried 40 times for 187
yards last year against Stanford ­ before chronic pain in his
knees ended his season ­ emerged from his hiatus as the same
talented tailback. This season, Shah’s 109.2 rushing yards per game
places him third among Pac-10 leaders in that category.

If anything, Shah credits the year away from football to his
improved character – on and off the field.

"It just allowed me to play this game in a whole different way,"
Shah says, "Football just doesn’t affect me now. For instance, last
year if I wasn’t playing I would have felt a little bad, but my
mentality this year is that this is just a small part of my life.
There are so many other things besides football, and I can walk
away from it in a minute. I love it, and I’m going to play my
hardest, but if a knee goes out or if something else goes, I’m
moving on. I’ll try to get my Master’s and do the best I can to
support my family and have a good life."

Still, the competitor in Shah fiercely rivals his ambitious
personality. Despite his individual accomplishments, Shah feels the
burden of a team struggling to find its identity. After UCLA lost
its third consecutive game against Washington last weekend, a
visibly downcast Shah took the loss exceptionally hard.

It was Shah who carried the ball on the costly fourth-and-one
play that came up short, and while it was obviously not his fault
the play failed, he still feels he should have made the first down,
with or without blocking.

UCLA head coach Terry Donahue recently spoke about his prized
sophomore tailback in no uncertain terms, which spoke louder about
Shah’s character than his considerable physical talents.

"I’m impressed with certain players for their competitiveness
and I think Sharmon Shah sticks out on our team," Donahue said. "If
every member of the UCLA team played like he plays, I’d be a hell
of a lot happier. Sharmon Shah plays with a great deal of zip and
energy. He doesn’t back down from the challenge of anything or
anybody, and that’s why I like him so much. He’s a football
player’s player. I’m really impressed with him. Any team I’ve ever
had, I’d like a Sharmon Shah on it, because I can count on him, I
know that."

"He really is a very secure athlete. I point to him with some
pride because I think he exemplifies what we are trying to get
everybody on our football team to do, because he’s able to do it.
We need to get a lot of other kids to follow his example."

Wherever the football career of Sharmon Shah leads him, the
experience of life without football has enabled him to now feel
adequately prepared to deal with anything that come his way.

"The same things that help you in football will help you in
life," Shah says. "It hasn’t come easy for me. I worked hard for
this scholarship. If I can just apply those things to the outside
world I’ll be a great citizen, and a great student, a great
everything, really."