The first time I saw this name was on a friend's t shirt on high school. I didn't know who Obama was, and I first thought it was a nasty reference to Osama bin Laden, since this was in 2006 and I wasn't that up to date with the country's affairs. It was only later when he explained himself to my government class that semester that I realized that this was an entirely different man who wanted to be President. It wasn't until very later that I cared enough to find out more about him, and it actually, unbelievably, took me a while to see what he looked like.
But now I am able to say that no matter how much I agree or disagree with his policies, I feel like a lucky observer. Someone who happened to be alive and able to understand the enormous change that just took place in this country.
I have never been able to say that I feel racism or prejudice, even as a Hispanic female. But everytime I see and hear those older than me discuss the Civil Rights Movement or Martin Luther King, Jr. I feel so small compared to the things that they have seen, lived through and achieved. I am so lucky to be in a place where such an historical occurence can happen.
My only fear?
The presidency is one of the toughest jobs to have in the world. At least, from what I've heard. My only words of doubt this morning were, 'I just hope we didn't make a mistake.'
Because to make a mistake of such magnitude would be horrible.
Luckily, I believe in Barack Obama. And I believe that Joe Biden was a great choice as Vice President.
When Obama came to Houston a while back to speak at the Toyota Center, my sister and I found out and tried to get tickets. Outside our school, (which is University of Houston-Downtown) there were Obama volunteers who directed us to his new office nearby. So my sister and I took a trip down Travis st. and found the office full of people with news vans and a line out of the door. We stood in line to hopefully get tickets, but before we got to the front, we were ushered inside by more aides who assured us that we could get back in line in just a minute.
Little did we know that this was actually the office OPENING and that a ceremony was taking place right then. So of course, to accidentally open up Obama's Houston office was ridiculously amazing. There were city representatives and endorsers speaking, and camera crews. There was one Hispanic woman representative who addressed the fact that Latino votes either leaned towards Clinton or Republican. But her point was 'We are here!'
And of course, right then, a news camera found me and my sister, the only two young Hispanic females in the room.
It was pretty weird. :D
Either way, I'm happy with the choice that we have made tonight, and can only hope that Obama does the best he can, as I'm sure he will. Let's pray for a safe 4 years.
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