
I looked left, I looked right and I even did a hop, all I could see were people, the millions of people walking along my side. We were all facing the prize. The glorious moment, that some spent sleepless nights knocking doors, hanging posters, reading about, donating money, consistently following the political trail and VOTING for. We the masses, were walking to enjoy and bask in our moment in the sun. Obama was about to become the official president of America.
Coming from NY, I figured I've seen crowds. ( Walking around 34th St in Manhanttan. ) Nothing could've prepared me for what had happened. I was surrounded by masses of people. So much so that, my walking pace depended on the thousands ahead of me. I definetly was not prepared for the warmth and general happy tone from thousands of people I did not know.
I shooked hands with Mr. Conward from Miami, we talked about the future of America. I laughed with one of the Obama vendors as we talked about NYC. I gladly gave people directions around D.C ( I tried my best, afterall its just letters and numbers.) These moments seemed flow to one another, everyone was excited and hopeful.
One thought that kept crawling through my mind, was if I would ever really understand what I was doing and where I was. Two hours earlier, I had got out my dorm room and headed 4 blocks towards the Capitol. This is nothing compared to the 5 million outsiders, some from other countries that traveled to witness this moment. We began to pack any open space available, not only was the crowds large and polite, they were diverse. Behind me were two students from Kenya drapped in large Kenyan flags, In front of me was an Vietnam Army veteran. We all stood alongside the Washington Monument, which began to spread rays of the sun that glistened off its marble build, spreading warmness through the crowd. No longer were there a thousand different people but I was beginning to feel as one identity for America's future.
An old lady, stared to tear up as Obama speech began. I asked if she was okay, she said "I'm better than okay, we all better now." There I was an 18 yr student, that just began to become politcally informative, I didn't have to wait most of my life. It was at that moment, I sweeped away those thoughts of not truly appreciating what was happening. At that present time, I told myself I could not forget, I would not forget. Just like those before me held the memories of past struggles to empower us. I will hold the current memory of hopefulness and gratitude to pass to those coming after me.

