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| For I, that was a child, my tongue's use sleeping, now i have heard you,
Now in a moment I know what I am for, I awake,
And already a thousand singers, a thousand songs, clearer, louder and more
sorrowful than yours,
A thousand warbling echoes have started to life within me, never to die. walt whitman 'out of a cradle endlessly rocking' it is a hard semester ahead of me....but it will be good for me.
run-down:
*State and Local Government
*Shakespeare
*American Literature 1865-contemporary
*20th Century British Literature
*Constitutional Law
*The Victorian Age
I am going to love love love my political science classes....they are new and challenging | | |
| dear xanga
it has been nice knowing you.
i'm afraid that i'll have to leave, now
so goodluck with the future generations.
i'm not sure if you will out last facebook.
bekah | | |
| saying goodbye hurts.
i'll be home on the 21st of november.
jesus has given me some peace about it. i know that coming 'home' is a temporary thing. i don't know exactly what that means except that i know that i'm not going to be living in the united states for very long after i graduate.
so, i'll enjoy being in america for a short while.
i'll see you in a week and some days.
bek. | | |
| i can't believe it. i'm on my way to finish my last class of the semester. i can't believe it. to celebrate the end, i'm going to the great barrier reef....tomorrow. and i'll stay until wednesday. and then i fly to brisbane for a few days. i'll be back next saturday. and then only 4 more days in sydney before i fly to new zealand for a week....and then i'll be home. i can't believe it. i'm not ready. my stomach is in knots. i don't know what to do with myself. what will happen to the relationships i've formed? my heart is going to once more be torn in pieces as i leave parts of it with people and places in australia. i wish i could show you what i've been learning and what i've been seeing. i want to take your hand and lead you through the streets of sydney. | | |
| so, this is the end of my third month in australia.
i've learned so much and i don't want to go home yet.
i love sydney. it suits me.
minus the fact that there is very little latino culture here...hence not much by way of mexican food.
i've learned very quickly that public transportation can get you most anywhere that you want to go...you just have to allow enough time to get there.
i live in the italian district.
in the mornings when i catch a bus to get to school, there are old people on the benches of the bus stop
and they speak in italian to one another
and we catch the same bus.
the little old women pull out their coin purses
and count out their money for the bus driver.
they get off at the market.
i go on to school.
and some of them, with arms full of groceries, ride along with me to their houses.
italians must buy food every day.
there are the most wonderful coffee shops within very short walking distance from my house.
i'm going to be spoiled when i get home.
here, i walk to the market, to the sirvo, to the bus stop, to the coffee shops...
at home i'll have to drive again if i want to get anywhere.
i love love love sydney.
i'm afraid that coming back to the states will be quite the shock.
i was so eager to assimmilate when i came here
and now it will be so difficult to get back.
maybe it won't be that difficult...
but i am afraid of it. of gettting back to normal...or whatever you want to call it.
i'm afraid of forgetting what i've learned...i'm afraid of forgetting who i am
that i'm an independent woman
who has traveled the world. :)
i'm afraid of falling right back into a complacent "this is who i was" stage.
i want you to know (those of you who read this or care.)
that this experience has changed me.
i've learned a lot about myself.
and i'm re-learning a lot of things about the Lord.
i've also learned that it would be so cool
to have a culture like that of an aboriginal.
(thinking of zoolander...so offensive...and so funny)
not that there is one culture that is aboriginal...there are so many different countries in australia...
anyway.
man.
i like it here.
and who wouldn't love a place
where the only responsibilities are to paint, draw, film, design, and photograph?
well, those responsibilities as well as a few papers here and there. not many, though.
i like being a student.
much love
from a much concerned
bekah
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