I graduated in 1986. At that time the students were going to Hawaii because the drinking age was 18.
One particular memory from that vacation was when someone gave me a rented surf board. Surfing was exhilarating. I caught two good waves before a more experienced surfer took the surfboard away. I can just see myself as he saw me riding those waves. My hand was wagging in front of me. It was just inappropriately an expression of the joy I was feeling riding the waves on the warm waters of Waikiki Beach.
Now I probably get confused between suffering and surfing. My experience, I think now, I fully realize.
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