It Took Me This Long

Every day of this trip, I've sat down in front of my computer, or with a paper and pen in my hand, destined to write about something that I've learned. Surprisingly enough, it has taken me seven days to get to a point where I could collect my thoughts in my head well enough to move forward. It all came together at a very random time. It happened over a $1 beer at the bar during happy hour. I was sitting at the hostel bar when Dave, a German undergraduate student sat down next to me, said hello, and for the next one and a half hours, we talked. We talked about music, video games, racism, and the history of Germany. During that time, Dave helped me open my eyes to things that I had not even realized, and more.

Our conversation began when he asked me what I had done while I was in Berlin the previous day. When I told him that I had gone on a walking tour and learned a great deal about the third Reich, (the Nazi regime), he apologized. He wasn't apologizing for my tour or what I had learned, but what had taken place in the late 30's and early 40's in Europe. I couldn't help but smile when he did. I explained to him that I had no hard feelings towards him for what had occurred. He smiled, but continued on to tell me something I had never really imagined took place.  He says that he has been harassed in online chats and discussion with people and while playing video games for being a "Nazi". I guess it had never really crossed my mind...

We then began discussing video game technology and the censorship that takes place in Germany. Aparently, it is very strict. While I must say that the lack of violence in Germany makes me wonder if maybe they might know what they're doing, I can't help but think.... So the conversation moved on. We talked about racism as it apparently is no better in parts of Germany than it is in some parts of the US. People have hatred for others for unknown reasons and tend to express rather openly at times.

So, all of what I have just said was interesting to me, but I think what happened next was the most surprising of all. He started talking to him about moving to the US. He told me about the opportunities he was looking for and how little attachment he had to Germany. He told me of the chances he thought to be possible in just a few years when he can leave the country.

By the time we were all done, it was 1:33am. The last train had departed Hapfbanhof (central station) at 1am and Dave unfortunately had to make the long walk home. But he gave me a hug when he was all done talking and just said thanks. I told him goodbye and he walked out towards the station. I couldn't help but feel a small bit of sadness. At the same time, I  don't know that I have ever been more proud.

With only a few weeks remaining in 2009, we are distracted by political fighting, health care disagreement, unemployment struggles and wars. Meanwhile, Dave would do about anything to have a chance at the little opportunity that we do have. How unbelievable is that? So why is this such a shock to me? Because I sometimes think that we forget how wonderful things really are for us.  When I get home, I would love to be able to further clarify exactly what I've experienced this past week. However, this is all I've got for now. But...it is something. I'm happy  I've had the experience.