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Third day of: Civics Education Week





A warm dress pants, a very formal shirt that must be ironed to perfection, and a blazer to complete to the professional look that shall last for one whole day. Looks really do matter, because they resemble not only personalities, but also cultures and backgrounds. They speak of an event, and build professionalism. 

This is how my day was, a morning of inspiration, an afternoon of history, and a night of basketball.  The words of our morning speaker reached my heart, the history reached my brain as it tried to remember most of the information for my AP American History Class, and the basketball's energy reached my soul.  We were told to dress professionally, and so we did. Every participant looked very professional in the morning, and then we went to our first destination: The State Department. 

The building was so big, and as we waited to be escorted to the conference room, I noticed the offices from the windows, and I thought to myself that that is where most of the big decisions happen. I imagined the people who work behind the stage and do all the hard work that springs in the success of the country. And as I looked at my 99 fellow exchange students who were shivering out of the cold, I was sure that many people of this special group will be something, do something, and change something. Our speaker; Ms. Evan Ryan spoke about the exchange programs and how helpful they all are not only to the exchange students, but also to the Americans in the host communities. She talked to inspire and affect, and the results of her beautifully spoken speech were smiles on our faces which also had a positive amazement behind.  She acknowledged the fact that we are all contributors of the success of the Kennedy-Lugar Youth Exchange and Study Program (YES), because our lives become part of it, and the lives that we touch automatically get involved in this great program that is shaping history with the magnificent and high level of thinking that I've been witnessing amongst my peers in the past three days. 



After that we went to a Smithsonian Museum that mainly dealt with the American History, and it was another learning opportunity for my class -yay!-.  We walked through the section that explained the creation of the American flag, and I was very impressed to know that a woman created the first official American flag and sewed it by herself. Again, the history overwhelmed me, because every small thing in the museum turned into a huge legacy for the country. 

The Basketball game was very exciting!!! We were seated in the fourth section, but we were able to still see everything. The arena was mainly full with loud fans, the Golden Stare Wizards were winning over the Washington Warriors but we were still cheering for them with extreme happiness and excitement. Our joy and loud voices filled the section, partly because Kim Kardashian's ex-husband was playing, but he didn't score a lot. Oh well, what a lost. Yet other than that, the whole energetic atmosphere was amazing, and then my friend said "I am happy." When she said that I realized that we were all living for our present and enjoying our moments. Because I was happy as well, and everyone around us seemed to have the same exact feeling. 


We mentioned multiple times today that the word of the week is YES, and I agree. Yes, to know opportunities and adventures. Yes, to discovering and learning. Yes, to the YES program that got us to this level of the year, because it is the best YES I've ever agreed to in my whole life. 

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