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I'm So Sorry

December 6th, 2012

I’m so sorry.

It seems strange to begin this journal entry that way, but it was the first thing that came to mind. I’m so sorry, New Orleans. I have lived here for almost four years; I have claimed to love you. But I didn’t know anything about you, and for that I am so sorry.

I didn’t know about Betsy in 1965. I didn’t know about the I-10 and the Treme. When Katrina held the city underwater, I was 14 and far away; I didn’t know the extent of the devastation, nor did I know about the utter failure of the government to help New Orleanians when they needed it most. I didn’t know, I didn’t know, I didn’t know…

But now I know. Through readings and film and (of course) service learning, this class has shown me more of New Orleans in one semester than I’d previously learned in the past six. While I may not stay in New Orleans post-graduation (though I’d certainly love to do so), I can honestly say that this class has changed me. It taught me that I can’t take the Big Easy for granted, like so many others seem to do

By Alexa Thrun