I observed that my plant was bruised and dying at the ends of its leaves. As I looked closer I saw that the insides were completely flawless. Plants are humans. Humans are plants. No matter how they look like on the outside, they are a piece of beauty on the inside.
Preparing for high school has been a overwhelming struggle for me. All the 8th grade students woke up before the sun. We were going on a journey to Seabury Hall in Makawao. When we arrived on the campus, we walked to the Cooper House where it was nice and warm. Then we were greeted by the head registrar, Elaine and our 9th grade student leaders. I was paired up with a girl student leader. She led me to the building where the assembly was held. The assembly started, and we were introduced by Mr. Schmidt who spoke about intentional acts of kindness during the Christmas season. Although he never used the term "intentional acts of kindness," I could understand what he was trying to say. After assembly I followed my student leader to the first class, English. I was in the same class with Nicole, Max, and Brandon. We greeted the English teacher and sat down as if we were 9th graders. After the teacher spoke to the students about their assignment, she clarified the class schedules to us. The teacher then gave us books to look over and paper and colored pencils to draw on. I could really feel the high school sensation because after that class, we walked into the hallways filled with students rushing to their next class. The next class was Geometry with a teacher similar to Mrs. Wurst. Although the class seemed boring to me, the teacher was there to entertain as well as teaching the class. As he put some of the problems on the board, I could quickly answer them in my head but I was too shy to raise my hand. Clearly, I was smarter than a 9th grader if I could mentally answer the problems. After his class, I was reunited with my class in the Cooper House to have a snack. We reflected on what happened after we broke apart and what class we liked best. Snack was over, and my shadower took me to Spanish class. I found that this class was distinct from all the classes because the teacher spoke in Spanish as well as the students! Even after the class, students would speak in Spanish forgetting that they could speak English again. It was time to go to the chapel, the room above Cooper House, and say good bye to our student leaders. As we were sitting in the chapel, I could oversee the beautiful view from the window. Listening to the principal of the high school speak, made me realize how grateful I should be that I have the opportunity to be educated.
Bill Brown the producer of the movie, The Hiding Place visited our classroom today along with his "daughter in love," Alicia, to talk about his experiences with Corrie ten Boom and creating the film. He endured many obstacles such as being told that the movie could not be created due to financial problems, but he always had his faith in God. He eventually figured a way to get the kind of money needed to produce the movie. The main point I believed he was trying to make visible to us was that love is the most important. Even with many struggles in my life, God has made an amazing plan for me. I can have fame and fortune but my life would still not be fulfilled, it takes love to make your heart whole. "The love you give, is the love you get back."