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few days later I received an email asking if I was still sure that I wanted to attend
Cape Town. I stared at my computer. There was still hope.
When
I received the email that told me it was a good thing I was still excited to go
because I was in fact accepted. I stared at the computer screen and went about
my day. It hadn’t hit me. I didn’t tell anyone I was accepted I continued about
my day.
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few days later I went to the meeting where I was going to meet everyone that
was going to spend my last semester of college with. As the details of our
program unfolded the images that popped into my head became more and more
vivid. I could see the children I would be working with, the house I will be
living in, the buses I would be using, the colors and beauty that would be
unfolding before my eyes in less than three months. My vivid imagination was at
work and it was not stopping. I pried myself away from the meeting to go to
class but proceed to spend the next week researching the highlights of Cape
Town. Since that meeting a smug smirk has been plastered on my face and air
under my feet as I walk. The smug smirk of someone who is about to enter the
unknown and 110% completely satisfied with it.
My
senior year has not started off the way I thought it would but after my
acceptance to this program I have no doubt that my senior year will end like no
other, with the experience of a lifetime before my real life has to start.
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