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While enrolled at THINK Global School, students are encouraged to be creative during the course of their studies and travels. When the students document these thoughts, we are often delighted with the results. In her poem “Remember When?,” 10th grader Hannah C. provides her readers with a whimsical look back at the events of the 2012-13 school year.
Remember When?
I think in memories,
and I think in possibilities.
I think in “remember when”
and “just think, what if,”
Like remember
your first day at TGS or
the first time that video
convinced you there might be more
but also made you think
This school’s a scam
‘cuz it’s way too good to be true –
but what if I just don’t give a damn?’
Remember the first time
Jawed told you that
his toys were tanks
growing up
and Anat taught you to the difference
between Fatah and Hamas,
and you had to blink twice
before it sank in
that you didn’t know
much of anything?
And you started to imagine
what if we laid down
our arms and journalists
were at a loss ‘cuz
nowhere in the world
was there anyone
whose life was ended too early
by someone else’s gun.
Or remember when
every night at L’ecole,
Donny would wink at Maya,
flip a page in his pad,
take a deep breath and
begin, “Hoy tenemos!”
And remember when you were
staring down into the Devil’s Throat and
you wondered what was behind the mist?
Like what if all the fairies and
goblins and unicorns were
hiding right there and
sometimes they leaked out
in the form of rainbows or that kind
of inexplicable magic –
‘cuz you know what they
say ‘bout how the best things
are always just beneath your nose.
And remember when Gawa said
if you put together
Psy and Cho,
you get a psycho?
And what if they named
a trail after you,
do the math –
it’d be named “Psychopath?”
Remember getting cocky
with the spicy sauce
in Bhutan, igniting
a fire, hot on your tongue?
And wondering if
it was possible
to die from the burn?
Remember watching
Steve Kruger talk with
his hands and his eyes
so animatedly
you started to wonder
what if this guy combusts
and all that’s left are
Broadway tickets and confetti?
And remember when
Nemo blew flurries of white
and you stuck your head out
the window only to be greeted with bite?
What if eight years from now,
Martino and Stephanie
have three baby Nicks
running around,
What if that sci-fi movie
wasn’t a lie
and right now, we
aren’t actually alive
What IF,
what if every color in the world
was turned upside down
so the sky was pink and smiles
were either blue or brown?
Someone once told me,
“You can only ever connect the dots
looking backwards, never forwards.”
So when I say now,
what if you grow up to be
leaders and lifelong learners,
what if you say, I choose ethics over aesthetics,
and you say I choose peace over war,
and we all say, we know what’s right
for the world cuz we learned it here,
I know that then
in five, ten, fifty years,
I’ll send you a message,
in scribbly blue pen,
two words full of tears,
that reads
“Remember when?”