2019-09-03
I can’t believe this is already happening, I’m waiting for my laundry to be done while I’m writing this, and my excitement is getting bigger and bigger, the Indian songs are already part of my most played songs on my Spotify and my Netflix is already noticing my preferences on Bollywood movies. I’m not even...
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I may have procrastinated this blog, as it was technically due last night; admittedly not the best start. Though, until this moment I did not start reflecting on what leaving meant to me. I am currently an hour and ten minutes away from Dakar, soaring above a group of islands I have never heard about....
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2019-09-02
Today I say goodbye to: My nation My family My friends My language My culture Maple syrup Familiar stars Comfort My home Insecurities Shame Doubt Today I say hello to: A new language A new culture Diversity Adventure A new family New friends Independence Opportunity An open mind Courage Self awareness Strength ———- Forwarded message...
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2019-09-02
The plane ride over to Stanford was precisely one hour long, a quick jump from Los Angeles to San Francisco, but the flight felt immensely long. I sat there in the middle seat, hoping to exhale after the tireless week of last-minute packing. The strangers beside me provided no consolation, I am traveling alone to...
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2019-09-02
I’m taking a Global Citizen Year. First of all, reading that sentence alone is enough to cause goosebumps all over anyone’s body; but, reading it knowing that I myself was the one taking this journey was enough to induce more than just tiny chill bumps on the skin. For basically the entirety of my summer,...
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Balance “Show your feelings. You have every right to be emotional this year.” Said Mark from the staff. I keep replying this in my head but then I think of my nino who told me to not look back because this will be hard. To keep on going and to push myself. So who do...
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2019-09-01
In George Ella Lyon’s poem I Am From, Lyon was able to recreate a sense of what her home was like. Being at orientation week, I felt quite homesick. I felt the yearn to be with my parents and the things I was familiarized with. After reading Lyon’s poem, she inspired me to think about...
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