September 3, 1999 9:19pm
It happened just now, I for the fist time since I got here really and honestly miss my family and my friends. I miss my house, my bed, and all of the things great and small that I have grown to love and hate about my island life, in the Bahamas. I did the whole thing, I was at the table having a conversation with my host mom and dad, and then it hit me. It hit me like a train of emotion; I had to really fight not to let my feelings show on my face. I left the table and ran into my room, I took out my photo album and started looking at the pictures in it. The first one is a picture of me. Then there is a picture of the only girl I really ever loved then there are some shots of my friends, I am talking about some of the best friends in the whole wide world I speak of none other than the "CLIQUE".
The next picture in the album is a picture of the most beautiful woman in the universe, my mother and right under it is a picture of my family at the airport when I was leaving. Man, after that I cried like a little schoolgirl. The crying only lasted like about 30 seconds but I still miss my home. I woke up this morning 2 hours early because its duff day. You would not understand the significance of this day unless you live in my house. I woke up jumped out of bed and then realized that I was in a strange bathroom, in a strange house. After the shock of sudden reality I
went back to bed but was unable to sleep. I was thinking of what my friends were doing. I miss them so much; I miss the little things the most like washing my mother's car. I never really did it much at home but now I wish
that I did. I miss fighting with my little brother over the stupid things that brothers fight over. I miss calling my girls on the phone and telling all of tem what they want to hear. I miss going to Port Lucaya and having a
walkathon on Friday nights. You people you are in Freeport I have news for you, they don't have a Port Lucaya here. Man, I guess hat I am going through what every exchange student goes through, but it is not the same
because it's me. I was not supposed to miss home. I was thrilled at the fact that I would be off of that "rock" for at least a year. Now I am crying like a baby cause I am not there now! I don't understand it!
Someone please tell me what the hell is going on with me. I miss the beach. Home the beach was five or ten minutes from anywhere. Here the nearest beach is something like six hours away. Home it never took me six hours to go anywhere. Wait, that was unless I stop to Pepper Pot first! I miss conch! I miss conch! I guess that I should have expected this because I am not home. Anyway I am so glad that you took the time out of what ever you
were doing to read this. Tammy if you are reading this I still want my stuff back. Lisa I am still breathing. Venessa sorry it took me so long to write. Lionel, hope you find some food. Kesha, Gordo is still waiting.
Mr. Thompson I need my cards. Bob I heard you met the family. João stop thinking about my sister. Stacey please insure that the "CLIQUE" gets a copy of this for the records. Uncle Moe those pictures will be in the mail
in short order, and don't eat too much cake. Eunece I love you. Auntie Reene thanks a lot for everything that you do. Uncle Anthony, please don't be annoyed with the grammatical errors. Mummy, dear mummy you know that I
love you and the world thanks you for giving birth to such a fine lad, and naming him Ethan after you. I want all of you exchange students to please write me back and let me know that I am not the only one, please!
Ethan Quant
