Art

The life I used to live is not forgotten but in the past. I keep those close with me in my heart, and in my memories. My New Life now is here in Germany; when I first got here I was a new lump of clay, but now I am being sculpted into a piece of art. I do not know what I am being sculpted into, but i can feel pieces of me being pulled apart, and others being rounded off, or shaped to make something new. When the Rotary program and my family told me that I would find myself here, they never told me that I would be completly altered. The Hannah from Ogallala, is not the Hannah in Germany. Of course I act the same, I do not try to be anything but myself, but im still changing. From the way I view myself, to the way I think about things.... Its almost like its the last piece to the puzzle to stay here. I thought I would be completley different from everyone else, but in all reality Im really not that different from the people in Germany. Sure there fashion is different, or their hair cut, but that stand out blue eyed girl in Ogallala is now staring into the same blue eyes of germany. Not everyone here has blue eyes and blonde hair either, they are as different as you and me to each other, but much more accepting. Im not being weighed down by the catogorey i was stuck in, in Ogallala. The drama from my town is miles away. Im a new person here, I can be who ever I want to be, and the best thing is, is that I have room to become who Im meant to be. I can change my abstract painting into something that will be more visible. The things I have noticed that have been shaped so far with my the lump of clay which is my life, is that Im happier, more content, more self-sufficient, reasponsible, more matured, I have a greater view of the world, Im becoming more out-going going into sports that I thought I would never play because of the standerds that came with the game, but now I to match those standards. Of course Im not popular, but if I think about it, really no one in my school is, im equal. Even though some may not think the best of me, they do not put me in the lower group, no one is seperated by a standard, well If there is I have not seen it yet. I really am finding myself here, and good or bad, the experiences here will shape me into what i should be, and not what i was.

Sometimes the best pieces or art are those that were not so great the first time. But hey everyone deserves a second chance.....