Following eighth grade, my classes have always been held
over three hundred miles away from home.
Sadly, this wasn’t because I received an acceptance letter
to Hogwarts. No, those dreams of meeting Harry Potter Hermione Granger
died long before my thirteenth birthday.
Instead, I was fortunate to have the opportunity of attending
boarding school. From there, I went on to university – also some ways from home.
Eight academic years without my family came with a few challenges. To begin
with, I constantly craved my dad’s cooking. Then, there was the issue of
laundry. Who would’ve known that duplicating keys for access to faculty washing
machines could lead to cruel and unusual punishments?
Nevertheless, I wouldn’t change a single moment of these
past eight years, save for the semester I registered for mathematical
economics.
Other than that, I regret nothing because I was able to establish
some truly rich friendships. We were all taking classes some three hundred
miles away from home. Most were even farther, from Jamaica or Nepal. Together,
we replicated faculty keysets and cried over difficult coursework.
But now that I’ve received my bachelors, my friends and I
are somewhat scattered from one another. Some are in the process of completing new
degrees while others have begun searching for jobs. We are no longer all in the
same class, to say the least.
Of course, between tweets and emails, there are endless ways
to stay in touch nowadays. The only problem is effort; as schedules and routines become
busier, phone calls can turn into simple likes on a Facebook status. Perhaps, it
is because we can so easily find each other that we often forget to do so. I suppose
this is both a blessing and a curse of today’s technology.
So, I’ve decided to take a step backwards and write letters
to a few close friends. Sure, the delivery may take longer, but at least I can share
a few more stories with someone.
As for me, receiving a friend’s letter is always a happy
experience. It’s the only thing I’m certain I want to read before reading any
of it. You never know what to expect! Most recently, I tore open an envelope (Note: I was very excited, but I’m not nearly
talented enough to describe unsealing envelopes with excitement) only to read, “…the sushi is actually a dollar cheaper than
before.”
What the heck…?
Turns out I had started reading on the wrong side of the
letter.
Still, not even an invitation to Hogwarts could have been
better.
What's the most interesting/memorable letter you've ever received? Do you write to
far-away friends - or do you prefer other ways of keeping in touch?
