Christina: Freedom
Excitement grows amongst the crowds of people rushing to take their seats. I hear loud voices talking all around me. Over my left shoulder are three little toe headed girls with their hair done up in pigtails waving their little flags dressed in red, white and blue. Not far in age from one another and how innocent they are; full of giggles and joy to be outside on a spectacular night. Over to my right side I see an elderly man grab his sweethearts hand and gleefully they smile at one another like it is their first date all over again. Any minute the show will begin. With much anticipation everyone stares straight ahead to Glen Beck to kick off the program.
What an honor it is to solute the star spangled banner be pleased about our independence. Everyone here for one common purpose celebrate freedom united as Americans. Oh how liberating, exhilarating and awe-inspiring to show respect for the flag. In God We Trust may this great nation stand.
Entertainment is starting as Miley and Blue Man Group take the stand. The music bass is thumping loudly through-out the bleachers. Everyone stomping their feet to the same beat, up down up down. All hands swaying to the music enjoying every moment they can. Hands of all different shapes and sizes some old and weathered some new and fragile. Amazing how they stole the hearts of everyone.
Time passes so fast. Shrills and shrieking sounds are all engaging as rockets shoot up in the air. Earsplitting, thunderous burst of fireworks boom all around us. The fiery bliss of red purple trepid lights sparkles in the sky. Ooh so pretty, aah what a night!
Someone shaking me back and forth, I hear a distant voice almost too familiar at home. “Wake up, wake up you’re going to be late again.” Groggily I roll over and mutter, “I can dream can’t I.” Oh how I wish that my dream could come true to be in LaVell Edwards Stadium and witness an incredible event this Fourth of July.