Recently I was in a play called My Name is Rachel Corrie. It tells the story of Rachel Corrie’s life, a wonderful, courageous, incredibly human woman who was an activist from Olympia, Washington. She moved to Gaza in Palestine to help protect the Palestinian people from the IDF (Israeli Defense Forces), and was killed while trying to protect one of her Palestinian friend’s homes from being bulldozed. the IDF are trying to bulldoze the houses and homes of Palestinian families living in the Gaza Strip. They’ve cut off their access to goods, bulldozed their water supply, and put up huge walls preventing import and export. What’s so scary about all of this is that the United States supports Israel and our tax dollars fund their military.But anyway…I found it an immense privilege to speak Rachel’s words in the show I was in, and I felt a personal tie to who she was and what she enjoyed in life. I was able to participate in an experimental theater project after that, which combined Rachel’s words with the poetry of Maya Angelou and the play “For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow is Enuf”. I performed the poetry and the parts added into My Name is Rachel Corrie, and I had one line that just made me think, it was “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
I’ve done a lot of growing and changing this year. I’m leaving high school and going to college; I’m leaving New York City and moving to Beloit, Wisconsin (oh yeah, forgot to say, I’m a Buccaneer now! see the about page for more info!); I’m leaving the job I’ve had for two years; living on my own for the first time. In light of all of the transitions, I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want to do when I grow up (if I can ever do that). I’m going to an Anthropology, International Relations school (Beloit College), and I’ve been realizing more and more that’s something I’d love to study. I’m not sure what I want to do, though, or who I want to be. I think if there’s anything I’ve learned this school year, it’s that whatever I choose to do and whomever I choose to be, I just want to be happy. That sounds so incredibly cliche, but sometimes the most cliche things are the things that are the most true. So, I’ll be going off into a world of firsts pretty soon. But as long as I’m happy, I suppose it won’t be too bad.
To the ends of our rainbows,
Recently I was in a play called My Name is Rachel Corrie. It tells the story of Rachel Corrie’s life, a wonderful, courageous, incredibly human woman who was an activist from Olympia, Washington. She moved to Gaza in Palestine to help protect the Palestinian people from the IDF (Israeli Defense Forces), and was killed while trying to protect one of her Palestinian friend’s homes from being bulldozed. the IDF are trying to bulldoze the houses and homes of Palestinian families living in the Gaza Strip. They’ve cut off their access to goods, bulldozed their water supply, and put up huge walls preventing import and export. What’s so scary about all of this is that the United States supports Israel and our tax dollars fund their military.But anyway…I found it an immense privilege to speak Rachel’s words in the show I was in, and I felt a personal tie to who she was and what she enjoyed in life. I was able to participate in an experimental theater project after that, which combined Rachel’s words with the poetry of Maya Angelou and the play “For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow is Enuf”. I performed the poetry and the parts added into My Name is Rachel Corrie, and I had one line that just made me think, it was “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
I’ve done a lot of growing and changing this year. I’m leaving high school and going to college; I’m leaving New York City and moving to Beloit, Wisconsin (oh yeah, forgot to say, I’m a Buccaneer now! see the about page for more info!); I’m leaving the job I’ve had for two years; living on my own for the first time. In light of all of the transitions, I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want to do when I grow up (if I can ever do that). I’m going to an Anthropology, International Relations school (Beloit College), and I’ve been realizing more and more that’s something I’d love to study. I’m not sure what I want to do, though, or who I want to be. I think if there’s anything I’ve learned this school year, it’s that whatever I choose to do and whomever I choose to be, I just want to be happy. That sounds so incredibly cliche, but sometimes the most cliche things are the things that are the most true. So, I’ll be going off into a world of firsts pretty soon. But as long as I’m happy, I suppose it won’t be too bad.