Journal Entry 24

Dear World,

I consider everyone living in this school my family.

It’s easy to distinguish one local group from another. Your clothing, your hair and your tattoos let everyone know your  affiliation.

Many people in Bear Country have Bear Tattoos. The tattoo gives everyone a feeling of pride and unity. My bear tattoo is on my shoulder.

In the beginning, the school pavilion was a blank space with a couple of tables and a few chairs. As the years passed, the area evolved into a sacred chapel, a place of inspiration. The children covered the walls and pylons with pictures, banners and posters. It’s not unusual to find someone sitting alone in the center of the pavilion praying or meditating by candle light.

As I waited for my friends to arrive for our meeting this evening. I walked around. So many memories came flooding. We have had good times here.