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"Are we there yet' My eldest, Ben asked for the fiftieth time since wepiled into the car at 8 AM. It takes a good three hours to drive to theTrout Lake, where we own a small, simple vacation cabin. This time I couldfinally give him the answer he wanted to hear. "Here we are now!" Our car,a red minivan, pulled into the driveway and the four of us hurried to getup out of the seats we'd inhabited for the past few hours. My entire body After the car doors slammed, the first thing that hit me, as it alwaysdid in the past when we came to Trout Lake, is the silence. Each bird callechoes through the air and the wind whistles audibly through the trees.Gone are the sounds of overhead planes, of humming highway traffic, and ofthe blare of televisions. Enveloped in the silence of the woods for thenext several days, we would all encounter a profound respite from auditory As we gathered our bags from the back of the van to take into thecabin, I noticed a hummingbird sucking at a fuchsia flower, at the sametime as a blue jay swooshed down into the garden in front of our home. The
On the side we hadsome rice and freshly caught fish, complements of my husband. I was nervous enough already, and as I wasgraduating magna cum laude, I would have to remain on stage for severalancillary ceremonies; the black cap and gown couldn't give me any problems. The Dean started to call out the names one by one, in alphabeticalorder. Luckily, a warm breeze quickly offered some relief from theotherwise intense heat. n, which beat down heavily on my bareshoulders. The day of the ceremony was dangerously cloudy; the ceremonies were tobe held outside, and I'm sure the entire graduating class and schoolfaculty were performing a collective rain dance in our heads. I sat in thefourth row, alongside fellow cum laude students. Idelicately walked on the grass toward the stage, praying that my spikedheels would cooperate. Ihurriedly borrowed some pins from a different friend and performed amakeshift tailoring job so that I wouldn't trip and fall flat on my faceduring the graduation ceremony. Because I was working that day, I had a good friend and classmate pick mineup. Now that we are all older, the kids grown, the cabin still offers thesame sense of health and peace as it did when my kids were young. As he read off the names of the honors students, he motioned forthem to take a seat onstage, in the three rows of chairs behind him. Theair reeked of ozone as rain continued to threaten our ceremony, but theatmosphere was undeniably cheerful and lighthearted.
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