I am Small and the World is Big

On the South West trip, one of my dreams came true. That is visiting the Grand Canyon because my parents had been there for their honeymoon. I had seen their pictures and I was really impressed when I saw them. From that time, my dream has been to visit the fabulous Grand Canyon. Everyone knows that the Grand Canyon is big, but when I saw that I couldn’t say anything and tears were falling down my face. Yes, I was so impressed to see that. Moreover, my legs and hands were shaking with excitement. Isabelle, our teacher, told us not to say anything for one minute and just to feel the wind, and smell everything, all of this enormous Grand Canyon. Everyone did that and I couldn’t stop crying, but neither could everyone else. I felt I am small and the world is big, our existence is tinier than I thought before. Nowadays many people have their own troubles, but now, after I have seen the Grand Canyon, I think that even if the problem is difficult or big, it is still small compared with the Grand Canyon.
We also visited Acoma Pueblo and also the Sky City Community School. When we entered the cafeteria at Sky City Community School, the kids waved their hands at us and it looked very cheerful. I think that most Japanese kids don't have such a wonderful pure quality because they feel shy. I think those kids grow up in nature and that is a big difference between these children and our Japanese children. Nature makes children pure and healthy. When we left there, we sang Hurusato to the president of the school; it means My Hometown in English. While we were singing that, I was almost crying, because I was remembering my family and Japan. I noticed I am homesick. I recognized I am small and I can’t live alone. I am with my friends who have the same purpose to learn English more and enjoy the U.S. more! Everyone could tell our voices were terrible, but everyone could tell our heart and enthusiasm about studying and about friendship. Isabelle cried because she was moved by our terrible song. I hope our heart communicated at least to her.

At the Grand Canyon at night, my friends and I went outside of the hotel, lay on the ground, and saw tons of stars over our heads. I’ve never seen such a lots of stars. It looked like a planetarium, and I saw some shooting stars. My friends and I freaked out even though if it was midnight, because it was so awesome.

Of course, our teacher got angry because we were so noisy, but that is also a precious memory, so it is OK. After star gazing, we went to my room with so many snacks. We talked for a long time and enjoyed our last day night. My friends make me happy whenever they are near me. I really love them very much. I’ll never forget that night. On this trip, I felt my friends love because we know our existence is smaller and weaker than this world, so we need someone’s help; someone is our friend or teachers. My precious memories are not only beautiful view, the famous places, and the good tasting food, but also my greatk, active, crazy friends. And this trip helped me to notice about how fabulous it is to have friends and the important of nature.