by Cacique Annie Blanc

Rolling backwards off my SCUBA boat, watching my world turn upside down and fill with bubbles, I thought again about what I would be doing had I been at home right at that moment. Probably sitting in math class, being talked at by a teacher who still doesn’t know my name. I begin my descent into the underwater world, buddy by my side, still finding it difficult to realize that I’m in class right now. My Island School experience has been a series of challenges, like gathering the courage to jump off of High Rock, or go SCUBA diving for the first time. When I think about my two and a half weeks all together, I find it hard to pick out particular moments. There are too many moments to choose from – they all just form together to make a journey that I’ve only just begun, but can already tell will be one of the most important journeys of my life. I haven’t even been here for three weeks, and I already feel as if this community has been eating lunch, doing dishes, and having Harkness discussions together for three years. My Island School experience so far has been one of new beginnings, perfect blue skies, and more laughter than I ever could have imagined. It’s been one of bugs, warm water, sand (EVERYWHERE), and extreme heat…and I wouldn’t change a single second of it.