Triple S

At the risk of sounding like a 3rd grade nanny or a whiney little girl, I must say that there is more that can be done.

I was walking home today, reflecting on how easy my first year here has been and I realized that I have friends to thank for that. It was not easy because I was good. It was easy because the hiccups were expected and the horrors of this other culture were waved unceremoniously before my eyes while I was juggling the logistics of moving here.

I wonder if I had not meet those amazing people while working prior to coming here, would I find this life as easy as it has been? Would I have struggled? Would I have fallen? Would there be another way to meet them if I had not met them through the workplace?

Key questions with no clear answers.

Is there a way to bring seniors who are here closer to the juniors who are looking to be here? Is there a place to convey to future generations of students that life here is not as bad as what they think it might be, and that it is also not better, just different?

These are the more important questions, worthy of monetary reward through the fabulous system called triple S.