Sometimes in the middle of January, it’s hard to remember the promise of summer.
And sometimes, in the midst of news about a troubled world economy and violence in Gaza, it’s hard to find hope.
But not today.
Today, I’ll join 450 students and staff members in our middle school auditorium to watch Barack Obama become the 44th President of the United States.
Today, an African American will hold our nation’s highest office for the first time.
Today, Americans of all backgrounds will gather by the hundreds of thousands in Washington, DC . They’ve come by plane and car and bus to celebrate the leadership and promise of a man born in 1961 — when it was still illegal for blacks and whites to ride together on a bus in some southern states.
Today, I will sit with my students and listen and watch. I will fight back tears, unsuccessfully, I am sure. And together, we will celebrate how very far we have come as a nation.
Today, it will not be hard to imagine the possibilities.