Last night, I went to "The Help" with some girl friends of mine, and let me tell you. Great. Movie. It was so emotional and inspiring. To see a writer and how she struggles to do what is right at the same as further her career is something that I would not have imagined. The whole story was quite grounding. The things that the help had to put up with were very interesting. I enjoyed learning about what happened, and I am putting this book on my To - Read list. The one thing that I loved most about this movie was when Aibileen would tell the little girl " You is smart. You is kind. You is important." It made me want to cry because there was nothing wrong with that adorable little girl, and that mother never gave her a chance. Aibileen was the best thing for her.
I think today has been one of the most busiest days, I have had since coming back to school. This morning I took a quiz before that same class before the time that it was due. It was due at 8:30 in the morning. Then going to class, I learned me some knowledge.
In between a couple of my classes and before lunch today, I helped partake in Fatal Vision. It is a program put on by the Peer Health Educators (which I am now in), and it helps students realize the dangers in drinking. Mostly drinking and driving. To make the experience somewhat real feeling, we made "mocktails" which is basically virgin drinks for anyone to have, then if they so desired, they could drive in a golf cart with a policeman weaving between cones while wearing "drunk goggles". It was a great hit. Meeting so many different people and getting them to walk the line (with the goggles of course) or driving the golf cart was funny. The one thing that made it really interesting though were the bees.
The bees were swarming the grenadine. We needed it for almost every single drink, and no one was volunteering to grab a bottle with five or six wasps on it. And people were asking for those drinks.
Earlier, in one of my classes, we were talking about co-existing with nature or at least trying to deal with certain aspects of nature that we (humans) don't like and decide to kill. Animals or particularly bees usually don't do anything to humans until we aggravate them.
When people kept asking for drinks that needed grenadine, I was the one to pour it. People saw what I was doing and could not believe that I was handling being around 15 or so bees and waving them away like it was no big deal. But it was a huge deal, I was constantly thinking to myself 'animals are more scared of humans, than we are of them. Someone needs to be sensible, might as well be me'. So each time I would grab that bottle, I would pray that what I was taught was right. I prayed that they would not sting me.
There was even a time that a bee fell into this guy's drink, and he told me that if I got it out that he would still drink it. I don't think he thought I would take it out because he got this surprised look on his face. I asked him "Are you sure you don't want another one? Because I can make you one" again, and his reply? "Uh, no thanks. This is good." Everyone seemed in awe of how I was handling the bees surrounding me, and landing on me. In truth, I was freaking out... I didn't show that to them though. In the end, I was satisfied to know that I didn't have to kill any bees, or do anything drastic to deal with them. I conquered something. Well, internally anyway. I coexisted with something I don't like. Victory is mine!
Then after the rest of my classes, I went to the Root Beer float social gathering with some friends. I had a cherry coke float and it made me happy. It also ruined my dinner since it was 5 pm. But, sometimes you have to ruin your appetite in order to eat with good company. Or at least that is what I tell myself, so that I can break the rules sometimes.
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