So these last few days have been really inspiring. I have come to love this place and what it does. It serves a purpose, and that is to provide a space where people can come to experience what life should really be like and how we are meant to treat each other. A place that is virtually free of hate, backbiting, spitefulness, jealousy, prejudice, greed, and materialism, and is FULL of honest and outright love. Bosch Baha'i School is a paradise of sorts. Kids running around, happy faces everywhere.

Worked hard all year, And then I came here To see what all the fuss was about. Things started slow and I did not even know if I had made the right choice. Lots of people my age here, but there was no action, no zeal. I was saddened sort of, because I came here to learn and to grow and to experience all that the Baha'i Faith has to offer.

It has only been in these last few days that I have begun to realize just how special a place this school really is. After a huge carnival/dance party filled with face-painting, bubbles, clowns, and lots of youth (myself included) dressed up like fools, I stopped for a moment just as the sun was going down, and sat by myself to take in all the joy that I had just experienced, and also to the peacefulness that was present. The moon was gradually growing brighter as the sun set, thin in the sky like a wink saying "your welcome". I had to lay down on the pavement and look up at the stars, because I was literally high, that is, I felt SO good! I did not the night to end. I could hear the youth laughing in the lodge down below, and I took another minute to say some prayers of thanks, and then proceeded to descend to the lodge for a snack before bed.