"I’d sit cross-legged in the box, filtering the sand over and over again through an old spaghetti strainer, getting rid of the sticks and leaves that had fallen, until it was almost as fine as right after he poured the sand from the bag. That was perfect sand."
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I just got back from voting.
I was in line when the precinct opened at 6:30am, and it took me about 45 minutes to go through the line and finish voting.
This election will be historic. My dad, living in Kenya, tells me the excitement there is palpable. The front page of every newspaper in East Africa is about Obama and this election.
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