These are my last few days in Mandeville. The town I have come to call home these past four years. Looking back now, it doesn’t seem like such a long time ago that first day when I clutched on tight to my suitcase, and dragged it behind footsteps that left prints of mild trepidation all the way along my path up hill to my new university. But the feelings have all changed now. Just yesterday, I recall mentioning to my friend with all the confidence that stems from knowing a fact, that I am the LION of this jungle.
Summer is quickly inching away, and sadly there are lots of goodbyes being said. But I will always be grateful for the memories that will remain even after all of the happy faces, the pleasant moments of reeling laughter and, the funny and kind gestures have been altered into motionless images captured in still frames of Polaroid; after all of the gregarious fun moments and merry blast sounds have been frozen to a still silence crammed with reserved moments of diligent study from a table littered with papers and textbooks. I will remain grateful for the beautiful ones I have met in this town; the beautiful ones that were sent my way this summer.
The next town I will be living in is about 90 minutes drive away from this one. Kingston. In a few days I will be moving to this sleepless city of hustle and bustle. I hope to remain the lion I have become for the next one year I have to be there; to let out a loud roar in the face of any uncertainty or apprehensive feeling. I hope to stand tall and, bring it all home - all the years of learning - to that final finish point where I can look back and say thank you Lord for carrying me all across the way.
Thank you dear Lord for giving me the strength and grace to be the Lion in this jungle.
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