Minutes before a test...

Test 2. I'm listening to "The Streets" again, the edge of a cliff. I think it is a soothing feeling to hear that song, because there is a lot of truth to it. How in the world did I end up here, in Boston, at this exact moment, getting ready to take a constitutional law test? The sheer number of events that had to collude to bring me to this moment is staggering--not just those events that have happened in the past day, month, year, or even 26 years, but generations back. Sometimes I will think about that. I wrote about this a long time ago, in my New Testament class. "If my ancestors could see me now, what would they think?" I always get this image in my head of peasant laborers working some field somewhere in a remote part of China. I have no idea if that is true, as I don't know anything about my family background, but it makes me feel better about where I am in life. That somehow, I am not doing something that my ancestors would be ashamed of. I think I feel this way because this is a world that my ancestors could not have imagined. I'm trying so hard to live up to an ideal that I have built up in my head. This con law class is a small part of this dream, but I have worked really hard to understand this material. I have worked really hard, not because I just want a good grade or because I think it will lead to a better job. But because I don't want to let my ancestors down. There have been too many confluent events that have led me to this exact moment. I look around, and there are another 45 people in this room with the exact same situation. I may not be special in the way that is normally associated with the word, but I am part of a special group. I know this material. I know these cases. 200 years ago, none of them could have imagined that one of their descendants would be sitting in a classroom in Boston, learning about American law, trying to make something out of his life. In 200 years, there will be another descendant, and perhaps she will think back to this moment that I am in. Of course, she won't know of this exact moment. But I hope that she is also striving, working hard, trying to live up to the expectations I have of her. That's all I can ask of her. And that's all anybody can ask of me.