Chains of iron or gold...

"Pause as you read this, and think of a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that bound you, but for the formation of the first link on that memorable day." (70).

"I fell asleep recalling what I 'used to do' when I when I was at Miss Havisham's; as though I had been there weeks or months, instead of hours---and as though it were quite an old subject of remembrance, instead of one that had risen only that day. " (70) This is the first day of the rest of Pip's life...He goes by the will of his greedy sister, to Miss Havisham's, little do they know he will never be the same for now there is Estella, beautiful as a flower with a tongue of thorns, forever on his mind, forever coloring his actions.

Would any of us be the same with out something as small as one step, one word, one introduction? Every minute detail of our being is set up by every second we've lived. Waldorf (no, it is not like Hogwarts) has most definitely influenced my life. Nine loonnggg years, K through eighth, of the same classes, teachers and classmates. After the first introductory day in Briar Rose Kindergarten my mom could no longer make me even think about going to a different school. It was perfect for me, I was a hippy child and needed the wiggle room. The one thing I really feel gratuitous toward OWS for is the extensive creative opportunities (visual art, drama, music, woodwork, and handwork), without these programs I would not be having soooooo much trouble choosing electives, and would not love these things the way I do, things I really feel define me.