I was 6 years old. I was sitting in Mrs. Ikeda’s 2nd grade class. It was business as usual. And then, just like that, we got sent home. The announcement sent us reeling, an entire day off of school! But when I walked outside, it was loud. Really loud. I looked up. Giant black helicopters were flying every which way over the school. That’s when my excitement dissipated. Even at the age of 6, I knew something was wrong. I think my mom picked me up from school, and then I was home. I ran to the television, anticipating a day of relaxation, when I saw it.
Archive for September, 2012
*Sorry I’ve been behind on posting, still getting used to the college life! Hope this’ll make up for the wait*
I’ve been at college for a little over a week now. And while many things make it great and wonderful, etc., I’ve noticed there is something missing that can contribute to the easy-to-breath environment and relaxation. There isn’t that strong air of separation between groups, no “one group of friends” sections, no people known on campus as “those girls” or classified into other categories.
There are no cliques. And it rocks.