I remember writing one of my essays last year. It was about my first Thanksgiving dinner. I always used to see it in movies, where close friends and family would sit together and talk about what they are thankful for.
I never particularly wished to have one but, at CIS, I was interested in the idea of immersing myself in a different cultural environment to which I would have to adapt, rather than just exist in my upbringing.
Moving to CIS was my introduction to real immersion in culture, though not my first foreign cultural experience. I had lived in Spain, although I never accepted or internalized my experience, as moving to Spain was not my decision, nor was it my family's wish to be there. With Carlsbad, it was different. I wanted this and, thankfully, my wish was granted.
Receiving an education my parents and I only dreamed reminds me not take things for granted and appreciate what we have. Thanksgiving reminded me once again that I have been blessed.