To go back in time for a bit and not recount my summer, I shall now tell the tale of when I went to New York City with my big sister over Memorial Day Weekend. This will give you all a break from my Alaska rants. I shall tell it in a slightly experimental form, but I shall endeavor to do the trip justice.
Part One: The airplane
She was not a morning person. She was not an extrovert. Therefore, waking up at four in the morning to sit on an airplane full of people, well, it wasn’t her favorite thing. But early morning flights are cheaper, and if it meant getting to New York to see Once on Broadway for as cheap as possible, then she would just have to suck it up. Of course, when she and her older sister boarded the plane, she WOULD have the middle seat. Ugh. When they sat down, they were quiet for a quite a while. She didn’t remember what started the conversation, but somehow the lady next to her started talking with her. She mentioned something about how she had to pack at the last minute and she almost missed her flight. People like to talk on airplanes. But she wasn’t an extrovert. Luckily for her though, her sister is. I spite of the hour and the lack of personality, they managed to talk with this lady for the whole flight, and it was a good thing she did. You see, she was just about to finish a challenging year of teaching at a school with almost no resources for her Spanish speaking students. And this woman on the airplane just happened to be the principal of on the first elementary schools in Detroit that had a functioning bilingual learning program. A strange coincidence, perhaps? The girl didn’t think so, and it turns out that the entire weekend would be full of these encouraging and enlightening “coincidences”. She learned so much from this woman on the airplane about what it was like to be part of two cultures and how to balance them. She learned about compassion for students and not despairing at the lack of resources, but suing what you have and being creative. She also started to get the feeling that maybe this weekend would be about more than seeing a show on Broadway.
*tune in tomorrow for the next episode: Part Two: A walk in the park