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January 20, 2009

This day will be imprinted on my brain forever. And a day.

Today, at 10:00 a.m., I went into my school's cafeteria for 2nd period, what would usually be Theatre Arts. Mr. D, my teacher, met me and three others, telling us to find a seat among the many tables, crammed into the moderately sized, high-ceiling room. On the northeast side was a pull-down screen, the southwest, two TVs, a normal one, and then a large plasma screen. There was a projector in front of the pull-down screen, displaying what the other two TVs were already showing: the opening to the inauguration of America's 44th president.

I sat down, two tables from the TVs. I wandered around a little bit before-hand, but then went and took me seat after the tardy-bell rang. I sat in my seat, with the God-aweful sun in my eyes, and stared as former presidents were announced and walked forward, as Bush came forward, his last day of presidency, and sat next to the podium.

And as Barrack H. Obama came forward, preparing and terrified, to take on this great task.

The music was beautiful. The speeches were beautiful. It was all amazing and beautiful.

However, this was not an easy event for me to get through. It was like watching a horror movie, and the heroin went into the house, even though you're screaming "NONO, DON'T GO IN THERE!!", and the creepy music is playing, and the shadows are looming, and you're expecting the psycho axe-killer to come out from the shadows and WHACK, dead, but- no. Nothing. The heroin excapes, unscathed, however scared as s**t, while you sit on the couch, smiling and relieved. I was so scared some dumbass was going to kill that man, that brave, bold, wonderful, black man up on that podium as he gave his hopeful speech. Which was, by the way, nothing less than excellent.

I made my way to Algebra II with my iPod blaring in my head, my mind miles away, in Washington D.C., where the first black, and 44th president of the United States, now stood, watching with his wife and daughters a parade held in his honor.

I'm excited. I have just witnessed a revolution. I am.... relieved.

Obama '09
Thank God for Hope and for Change
And for Barrack Obama.

May he and his beautiful family pull out despairing country out of this pit we are falling into.