Not sure if I’d call it waking up, or growing up.
Life had provided a little more context than it had at ten.
At the beginning of my fifteenth year my parents sent me to Israel with my cousin, Rachel, and the Baltimore Hebrew College. I was the youngest in the group. Though it did not stop me from doing things. Dancing at disco on the Sea of Galilee to Sly Stone’s “Take me Higher.” The Israeli youth who did not speak English knew all the words to the song. We studied Hebrew in Netanya. Duane Allman died that summer, and I listened to his music through my high school years. My first trip out of the country, and my parents allowed me to go without them.
I returned home to a nation divided by Watergate. Raised by a pair of Democrats I found it incredulous that a nation denied the crimes of the soon to be reelected president’s committee. Accurately named CREEP – the committee for the reelection of the president committed the crime. When I returned to school in the fall I wrote an article for our school newspaper in support of McGovern.
In Munich Israeli Olympic wrestlers and other athletes taken hostage by Black September were killed. And the belief that the Olympics represented a moment when nations could come together for a common goal was shattered. Years later I found it hard to accept Arafat as a negotiator though I realize all parties have blood on their hands.
Among all these serious moments I lived a traditional high school life. I started dating the guy I would date through high school. This far removed it’s hard to say I’d fallen ‘in love.’ Though I’m sure the word was shared. The relationship was healthy for both on us and lasted til I outgrew it.
I learned to drive. My father the calm and patient one drove with me most evenings. We drove Jonathan to 7-11. He was collecting cups with basketball players. An extension of baseball cards. Bubble gum was replaced by a coke slurpee.
Tonight a little bit of me looks back at the fifteen year old, and doesn’t think she’s that much different than the one typing these words on the screen.