AUTHOR’S NOTE: THIS IS THE 3RD INSTALLMENT OF THE SERIES WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF GUEST AUTHOR NITHUSHA N. XO KAIA IS A FICTIONAL SERIES ABOUT A FRESHMAN GIRL NAMED KAIA WHO ATTENDS J. CLARKE RICHARDSON COLLEGIATE. IT SHOWS HER JOURNAL ENTRIES DOCUMENTING WHAT SHE LEARNED EACH DAY. A NEW INSTALLMENT OF THE SERIES IS ADDED EVERY TUESDAY.
DAY 3:
Dec 23rd, 2019
Dear Future-Self,
There are just 2 more days until Christmas and I am so excited! This year all of my cousins, aunts, and uncles are able to make it to our house to celebrate Christmas, which means… MORE PRESENTS!
I can’t wait to see what I get, maybe a new phone. I really want to get an iPhone 11 pro, it looks so cool or maybe Bred Air Jordan 11’s. Those are nice shoes. I walked down the spiral staircase in my house and into the kitchen with the thoughts of all the possible gifts I could get swirling in my head. I notice my mom making a sandwich and I decide to finally ask her what our plans are for Christmas because she said she planned to do something different this year with the family.
“I can’t tell you that, it’s a surprise.” She answers, not bothering to look up as she heads to the dining room.
I chase after her and continue to ask her ‘till she caves.
“Fine. On Christmas Day, instead of opening presents, I volunteered our family to go help serve food at the soup kitchen near your school.”
What?! The soup kitchen surely has enough helpers already. I couldn’t understand why we had to go when I could be tearing open all my presents instead. Anyways, we’ll see what happens on Christmas…
XO,
Kaia
Dec 25th, 2019
Dear Future-Self,
My face hurts as I walk on the icy sidewalk with the cold wind blowing towards me. Yes, WALKED, because my annoyingly active aunt and uncle managed to convince the entire family that a 2K walk in the snow would be fun. Could this day get any worse? As I entered the soup kitchen, I was relieved by the warmth inside. I began my job to serve everyone that came. I was eagerly counting down the minutes until I could go home.
Ding
In through the front door came an old man covered in snow, who did not look dressed for the weather.
As I began to ask the old man if he was alright, I started to notice my surroundings. I had been so caught up with wanting to go home and open my presents, that I hadn’t realized the people around me. I looked around to see all the different kinds of people. People of varied ages, people who seemed cold from being outside for a long time, people who looked tired… I began to feel guilty for getting annoyed at not being able to open my Christmas presents this morning, when these people probably don’t even have presents. Christmas is about giving and I should be doing my part by helping people that are unfortunate.
I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed volunteering at the soup kitchen. I talked and met so many interesting people who were just in bad situations. By the time I headed home, I had completely forgotten about all the presents that awaited me. Surprisingly, I think this Christmas was the best one yet!
I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed volunteering at the soup kitchen. I talked and met so many interesting people who were just in bad situations. By the time I headed home, I had completely forgotten about all the presents that awaited me. Surprisingly, I think this Christmas was the best one yet!
XO,
Kaia
