As I reflect upon this past semester... this past year, I think about just how different yet the same things appear to be. 1 year ago, the world watched the riots and protests in several cities as a result of the senseless murder of George Floyd. 1 year ago, the desperation of standing up for something I believed in outweighed my fears of contracting this novelty virus known as "COVID-19". 1 year ago, I wasn't sure what the fate of the world would be... Are things ever going to go back to the same? Will this be just another police shooting that comes and goes? 1 year ago, I wasn't even sure the future of my education.
Beside the obvious implications in this picture, this represents a time that presented so much uncertainty in my life. Would there by justice for (all of) those who have lost their life? Would I be another number in the death toll for those who have contracted COVID-19? Will (I) ever go back to being the same?
The answer is no... While 2020 is what most people consider the worst year of their life, I reflect upon 2020 and think of it as the best year of my life as it presented so much difficulty... the kind of difficulty that is necessary of true growth. Growth that I have experienced on a personal, professional, conscious and social level. Growth, that had it not have been for the "stopping of time" that 2020 brought, would have never experienced. So I post this picture as my final project as it is in a sense, a performative representation (in time) of my growth as Jainee.
























