July 6th was a very special day for Nicole, Darleny, Mercedes and I.  We had to read a selected piece in front of the entire young writers program in the evening.  I was nervous at first but then once i got up there and started reading I realized it wasn’t so bad.  I read a poem about how nonviolence is the way to go. We had a prompt where we had to write something about/to a dead person and I chose to write about Gandhi, which is where my poem derived from.  Earlier that day during workshops we took a walk around campus and observed every different spot we stopped at.  My teacher, Sam Simpson, took my class really far to where Kenyon had this old train on rail road tracks.  I thought it was pretty cool because we got to climb on it and spend some time in there.