My story is about someone I know relatively well. She is a student and a very good one at that. She pretty much excels in life in general and I want to write about that because she intrigues me. Not in a creepy way, but more in a Wow-you-are-awesome-I-wish-I-was-like-you type of way. I hope that the reader understands where I am coming from. This idea came to me because she and I were having a conversation on the Obama presidency and she made a comment, that I'm sure she's forgotten about by now, but I remember it. She said something like 'people really just complain about such unimportant things, try drinking muddy water or hearing gun shots.' I was just in awe. I routinely complain about things that are not important or not bad and I had some prior knowledge of her background but never had I considered the environment that she was rescued from at age 7. Its just shocking in a way. I'm trying to make this important and relevant and interesting.
She is all of 4feet and 10 or 11 inches. She can shoot a rifle. She was overseas for 2 years in the Air Force. She is an amazing student. And she has had all the odds against her. I guess a lot of my impression of her is directly in relation to me. I was afforded plenty of comforting things in life, never had to drink muddy water, never in real fear for my life, never adopted and learned a new language, never served in the military, I do so-so in college, kind of just to get by and after interacting with her I find myself thinking about how much I have taken for granted.
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