by Jennifer Shields
It was June 15th, on a Thursday afternoon. I remember the way the light was streaming through the window casting a glow within my grandmother's living room. I was sitting next to my mom on my grandmother's long, black couch, while my chihuahua was nestled between us. My brother was sitting on the shorter black couch working on his summer-school assignments.
Since I had not gone to YMP that day, I decided to check out Basecamp to see if anything was posted. I scrolled down the page on my tablet and saw several items that caught my eye, including our schedule for the upcoming week. I continued to scroll down until I saw that Ms. Donna had posted a message. I sucked in a breath as I reread her post again. Ms. Donna had posted that our blog posts were up. In a frenzied excitement, I rushed to click the web link on my tablet.
Once the page loaded, I was greeted by our logo along with a picture of one of my advisers. I did not have to scroll too far down the page, since at the time my blog was the first on the page. The first thing I noticed was my picture. I loved it! I was smiling and looked natural. I still can remember the sunny day when I took it along with my other YMP members.
I then noticed my article and started to read through it to see if there were any changes to it. I was really happy when I saw that there were none. As I finally looked at my title, something seemed off about it. I reread again to see if it I could find what was wrong until it hit me, Ms. Donna changed my title. I was actually really happy she changed it.
With a smile on my face, I woke my half-asleep mother for her to check out my blog post. I have never seen my mom so excited before. She jumped up from the couch and immediately took my tablet. She "oh-ed" and "ah-ed" and was just so proud of me. The only question she had was, "Did you post this on Facebook?" So, to satisfy my mother I mentioned it on Facebook. In the end, the experience left me almost breathless, but excited nonetheless. It made me feel even more content knowing nothing major had changed, besides my title, and even that seemed brighter once revised.