Wednesday, October 14, 2015
And The Most Important Piece Is.....
I can't believe I procrastinated this long in putting up the video! Anyway here it is....Enjoy!
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
A Note to the Readers
All my posts that you see on this blog are the unedited scribbles that come directly and honestly from my mind.
If you wish to contact me, you can reach me at my email andrewsosanya@gmail.com
or follow me on Twitter @AndrewSosanya
You can see my journalistic works on the Benedict News Online Newspaper
Maybe I'll start keeping a blog for myself, but what would I write about?
If I could go to Maumee Valley I would.
I'd like to give thanks to:
Fr.Albert Holtz for giving me the opportunity to go on this trip and have a life-changing experience.
The Network of Complementary Schools for being the framework of my trip. The Network awarded me a $168 travel grant in order to go on this trip. I wouldn't be able to pay for it otherwise.
Gary Boehm for making my trip run through the road without hitting any potholes. Mr.Boehm provided me with a tuxedo for prom as well!
Dayal House Parents- Amber, Gehtro, Neil, and Seisha. Thank you for letting me become apart of the Dayal House Family. I fit in with the rest of the students like butter because of you guys. Not only were you role models, but you were mentors and friends as well. Not only did you happily suffer through my bad jokes and menial laughter, but you made me feel at home.
Dayal House Students- I was not expecting to live with 27 other international students. I did not know how I would fit in, but it as regular as anywhere else! I happily picked your brains on Asian cultures,society, reasoning and history! I really miss you guys!
MV Students- You guys are as accepting as ever. I felt like I had been a student there for the whole year!
Tara Reineck- As soon as you picked me up from the Detroit Airport, I knew I was going to have a blast. You're one person I know I can confide in.
Oran- It's been a long ride dude. Thanks for helping me with my video!
Oran- It's been a long ride dude. Thanks for helping me with my video!
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
The Words 'Farewell' Become Redefined
As soon as I stepped onto the pavement of Maumee Valley Country Day School , I knew I was going to miss this place.
I would have never thought that in a house of 27 international strangers that I would get so close to all of them in such a short period of time. It sounds like all I do is lament right?
I spent my final hours reminiscing of the time spent and the time wasted. On Sunday night, I spent most of my time outside, pocketing whatever scenery I could before I would leave at dawn. I sat on the bleached wooden round table, lamenting the fact that I would soon leave this place. I came here for a nice experience--a nice experience which I certainly had.
I had journeyed to the bottom of the sea. Now fascinated with all the exotic creatures I had never seen, I found myself entangled. I was running out of air, yet I did not want to swim back up. The surface world was not for me. So I stayed for as long as I could, trying to hold my breath as long as I could. I fell unconscious and I slowly drifted back to the surface. I woke up back on the land I once belonged and now seemed far gone, but I did not feel at home anymore. Now I think of the sea all the time, thinking when our fated meeting would occur once again.
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I'm thinking about posting the video on here, but I don't want to before I present it to my school. But I do want the students of Maumee Valley to see it.
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I did not go to sleep before my flight. I stood up all night on Skype, talking to a person, one who I would dearly miss.
I had exchanged some parting words with my roommate---too few. After everything is over, everyone wishes they could have more time. My conversation on Skype kept my roommate up. But he wasn't angered and he stood up with us.
Soon, light pierced through the windows......
I would have never thought that in a house of 27 international strangers that I would get so close to all of them in such a short period of time. It sounds like all I do is lament right?
I spent my final hours reminiscing of the time spent and the time wasted. On Sunday night, I spent most of my time outside, pocketing whatever scenery I could before I would leave at dawn. I sat on the bleached wooden round table, lamenting the fact that I would soon leave this place. I came here for a nice experience--a nice experience which I certainly had.
I had journeyed to the bottom of the sea. Now fascinated with all the exotic creatures I had never seen, I found myself entangled. I was running out of air, yet I did not want to swim back up. The surface world was not for me. So I stayed for as long as I could, trying to hold my breath as long as I could. I fell unconscious and I slowly drifted back to the surface. I woke up back on the land I once belonged and now seemed far gone, but I did not feel at home anymore. Now I think of the sea all the time, thinking when our fated meeting would occur once again.
--
I'm thinking about posting the video on here, but I don't want to before I present it to my school. But I do want the students of Maumee Valley to see it.
--
I did not go to sleep before my flight. I stood up all night on Skype, talking to a person, one who I would dearly miss.
I had exchanged some parting words with my roommate---too few. After everything is over, everyone wishes they could have more time. My conversation on Skype kept my roommate up. But he wasn't angered and he stood up with us.
Soon, light pierced through the windows......
Thursday, May 21, 2015
An Ill-Defined Goodbye
Today was the last official school day for seniors at Maumee Valley. It was also mine. Various people have asked me when I was leaving. I sadly had to reply "Monday." But everything has to end sometime right? Whether it be your career in the NBA or your life, it all reaches point Z at some point.
I'm gonna miss a lot of people. I'm leaving just as I got to know most people. I must return to the homeland now, my village needs me.
I spent some time today with people I really like. I wished the day would go on forever.
Anyway, today I did some SQUATS! I am excited because it is my first time actually doing some because I had twisted my knee in late February 2014. TOday's workout session went splendid. I did the Overhead Press [OHP] for the first time. And it was pretty good!
The video is coming along real nicely! I never thought it would turn out the way it did!
I'm gonna miss a lot of people. I'm leaving just as I got to know most people. I must return to the homeland now, my village needs me.
I spent some time today with people I really like. I wished the day would go on forever.
Anyway, today I did some SQUATS! I am excited because it is my first time actually doing some because I had twisted my knee in late February 2014. TOday's workout session went splendid. I did the Overhead Press [OHP] for the first time. And it was pretty good!
The video is coming along real nicely! I never thought it would turn out the way it did!
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
A Death in the Family
I was in class. English III to be exact. Right about the time for dismissal, Mohamed, my 'cousin', called me.
"Andrew, I have bad news," he said.
"What?" I said, thinking that it was some extraneous happening.
"Uncle Tunde is dead."
"I'm not in the right place to hear that right now." I said. I did not know of this 'Uncle Tunde' and I was not at the right place at the right time to hear such news. I hung up.
I called back 30 minutes later while I was in my own room.
"[Mohamed], so what were you saying?"
" Uncle Tunde died man, he was in the hospital on Saturday."
"Who is Uncle Tunde again?"
" My mom's brother-in-law"
Immediately I knew who he was talking about. The amicable family friend who went by the name 'Salvador' was now lying down on a sleet of metal in a morgue.
I did not know what to say. I did not know him well, but my parents knew him for decades. I did not know what to feel, seeing that it was the first death I've experienced of anyone moderately close to me. Am I supposed to feel sad? Am I supposed to mourn for the rest of the week? Or was I to continue my day in Ohio like nothing happened?
I called my mother and my dad. It was mind-crushing to deliver the news to my unknowing parents that one of their best friends has just died. To taint an innocuous soul kills the poisoner as well, not in body, but in spirit.
I played basketball right after as if nothing had happened. As if I had tripped and scraped my pinky. When I finally had some thinking time to myself after dinner, I was bounded by the thought of it. What to think?
"Andrew, I have bad news," he said.
"What?" I said, thinking that it was some extraneous happening.
"Uncle Tunde is dead."
"I'm not in the right place to hear that right now." I said. I did not know of this 'Uncle Tunde' and I was not at the right place at the right time to hear such news. I hung up.
I called back 30 minutes later while I was in my own room.
"[Mohamed], so what were you saying?"
" Uncle Tunde died man, he was in the hospital on Saturday."
"Who is Uncle Tunde again?"
" My mom's brother-in-law"
Immediately I knew who he was talking about. The amicable family friend who went by the name 'Salvador' was now lying down on a sleet of metal in a morgue.
I did not know what to say. I did not know him well, but my parents knew him for decades. I did not know what to feel, seeing that it was the first death I've experienced of anyone moderately close to me. Am I supposed to feel sad? Am I supposed to mourn for the rest of the week? Or was I to continue my day in Ohio like nothing happened?
I called my mother and my dad. It was mind-crushing to deliver the news to my unknowing parents that one of their best friends has just died. To taint an innocuous soul kills the poisoner as well, not in body, but in spirit.
I played basketball right after as if nothing had happened. As if I had tripped and scraped my pinky. When I finally had some thinking time to myself after dinner, I was bounded by the thought of it. What to think?
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Haiku
All the time has past,
I wonder where did it go?
I must return home.
I travel the land
Searching for soul filling ways
To quench my purpose.
I wonder where did it go?
I must return home.
I travel the land
Searching for soul filling ways
To quench my purpose.
Monday, May 18, 2015
Warm Winds Go Unnoticed
Today was an ordinary day. I've been reflecting on the fact that I'm leaving in exactly a week. How do I feel? Kinda sad. It feels that I've been here all year already. I should have extended my stay to four weeks without anyone knowing.....
I don't really know what I'm going to do at school once I get back home. I'm listed under 'Backpacking Commanders' as a Public Relations, but that position has faded away because I haven't been there for the past two weeks. Oh well.
Today I've noticed how beautiful nature can be sometimes. Studying outside has been the most serene experience to date on my trip.
Another thing, I have a multitude of exams early next month. I have to take the Latin, World History, and Mathematics IC SAT II Subject Test. And the only one I've been actively studying for is World History. I'm not particularly good at math, so I'll have to try my hardest! Adding on to that huge load is the ACT test! I did not do too well on the SAT, as I have earned a 1840, a great score,but below average by Dartmouth standards. If I can at least score a 32 on this test, I can confidently aim toward Dartmouth in my ocular.
I don't really know what I'm going to do at school once I get back home. I'm listed under 'Backpacking Commanders' as a Public Relations, but that position has faded away because I haven't been there for the past two weeks. Oh well.
Today I've noticed how beautiful nature can be sometimes. Studying outside has been the most serene experience to date on my trip.
Another thing, I have a multitude of exams early next month. I have to take the Latin, World History, and Mathematics IC SAT II Subject Test. And the only one I've been actively studying for is World History. I'm not particularly good at math, so I'll have to try my hardest! Adding on to that huge load is the ACT test! I did not do too well on the SAT, as I have earned a 1840, a great score,but below average by Dartmouth standards. If I can at least score a 32 on this test, I can confidently aim toward Dartmouth in my ocular.
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