Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Middle School!

5th grade, Granada, Nicaragua

6th grade, Portland, OR
Last week was the start of school in Portland. The rebelangel came home on the first and second days and i asked her how it went and whether people were asking her all about her year abroad. Of course they were. She was so tired of talking about it to everyone who she encountered -- friends, teachers, administrators, parents -- that she didn't even want to talk about it at all with me.

I get it. People ask you what it was like and how it was, and you almost don't even know where to start. You had a life somewhere else -- a life that was filled with school days and friends and homework and activities... a life that doesn't at all look like the one you have here, but at the same time is very much centered around the same day-to-day routine. One, however, ends with a splash in the pool, while the other ends with a splash in a rain puddle.

I look at these two pictures and i see two very different things. One is filled with color and light. The other is brown grass and bit of a stressed look. Maybe it's the fact that the rebelangel is now in middle school and thus feels like she has to be a certain way -- meaning snarky -- to fit in. I don't know.

All i know is that she seems to be content here (while at the same time a salty middle schooler), while i'm still not sure which place i want to be in more. Or do i have to choose?

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