The Beginning of the Beginning
As the smell of nearby pine trees wafts in with the cool November morning air, I watch the color of the sky fade with elegance from grey to blue. 30 minutes to go and the line isn't as long as I expected.
In the line, I see Ms. Worsham, one of my teachers from High School. It was in her U.S. History and Government class that I developed an interest in politics. She opened the pandora's box of issues and viewpoints. It was only fitting that she be there when I vote for president for the first time.
Once the clock ticks 7am, we move forward.
Inside the church, old ladies look at our IDs and help us fill out their forms. When I get to the front, a lady with wrinkles, white hair and glasses hands me a yellow card. I move to another line and anxiously wait my turn. When one of the booths was available, I walked over, inserted my card and followed the directions on the screen. My first decision was who I wanted to be President.
I voted for Barack Obama. I voted for Senator Barack Obama and am not ashamed in the least bit to say so. This is a man that I truly believe will push this country in the direction we need to be going. I believe he will establish worldwide good will towards America. I believe he will get jobs back in the hands of Americans and will bring us out of the darkness and to the front line of the global initiative to get a handle on climate change.
He inspires me.
I just got back to Statesboro. I had to drive to Bryan County, which is an hour away, in order to vote. I woke up before the sun and was in line while it was having coffee. But now I am back, and ready to face the rest of the day. I have plenty of things on my plate: essays, papers, poems... basic school work.
But tonight, I will be a part of the real deal. The local access channel, Channel 97, is going to be airing live election coverage from 9pm-12am and I will be helping out. Right there, in the middle of the most important election in a long time, I will be in the middle of the action.
He just better fucking win.
In the line, I see Ms. Worsham, one of my teachers from High School. It was in her U.S. History and Government class that I developed an interest in politics. She opened the pandora's box of issues and viewpoints. It was only fitting that she be there when I vote for president for the first time.
Once the clock ticks 7am, we move forward.
Inside the church, old ladies look at our IDs and help us fill out their forms. When I get to the front, a lady with wrinkles, white hair and glasses hands me a yellow card. I move to another line and anxiously wait my turn. When one of the booths was available, I walked over, inserted my card and followed the directions on the screen. My first decision was who I wanted to be President.
I voted for Barack Obama. I voted for Senator Barack Obama and am not ashamed in the least bit to say so. This is a man that I truly believe will push this country in the direction we need to be going. I believe he will establish worldwide good will towards America. I believe he will get jobs back in the hands of Americans and will bring us out of the darkness and to the front line of the global initiative to get a handle on climate change.
He inspires me.
I just got back to Statesboro. I had to drive to Bryan County, which is an hour away, in order to vote. I woke up before the sun and was in line while it was having coffee. But now I am back, and ready to face the rest of the day. I have plenty of things on my plate: essays, papers, poems... basic school work.
But tonight, I will be a part of the real deal. The local access channel, Channel 97, is going to be airing live election coverage from 9pm-12am and I will be helping out. Right there, in the middle of the most important election in a long time, I will be in the middle of the action.
He just better fucking win.