To be able to say I took part and witnessed history is something I never thought I would be able to say. Being able to attend an inauguration is one thing but being able to attend the inauguration of the first African American president is an honor as well as an experience of a lifetime. Due to my circumstances, I am one of the lucky few who can fully relate to President Barack Hussein Obama. He is a Kenyan American. I am Kenyan and I’m an American citizen. Not only am I proud that he can trace his heritage to Kenya but I was able to vote him into the highest office known to man. Like many people from my generation this was our first election. We were able to make a huge statement that no other generation has ever made before; I believe we will go down in history as being one of the most powerful generations of the 21st century. To be down in Washington, D.C. with the 4 point something million people is something that not even the best writer would be able to captivate and translate into words. Standing in a crowd with people who had last been to the Capital in 1963 to listen to Martin Luther King Jr. giving his famous “I have a dream” speech and now they were there with me witnessing it for him. It was absolutely phenomenal. To also be part of a crowd of veterans who had come to pay respects to someone they believe will cater to them, as well as millions of families that made this trip together. With children as young as two months old, they were not left out of the festivities. They will always carry something with them. Every time I think about January 20th, 2009, I will forever get the chills down my spine. This is a date and a trip that will forever be engraved in my life. Waking up at 3am to catch the 4am train and stand outside in 18 degree weather at 5am until 4pm all in the name of Obama. I was there to see a man I absolutely admire and look up to and so was everyone around me. There were fellow Kenyans who would approach me and speak to me in my native tongue Swahili after recognizing the flag. They had traveled just to witness this. The whole world came to a standstill as they watched history in the making. But I didn’t need to watch it for a TV screen, I was 100 yards away from the man himself and my 20/20 eyesight came to the rescue as I watched him take his oath and give his absolutely breathtaking speech. January 20th, 2009 was the day I stood outside in 18 degree weather for 12 hours to witness a fellow Kenyan American become the first African American President of the United States of America. President Barack Hussein Obama. Yes we can, Yes we did, Yes I did.
Miss Alice J. Odhiambo, Sophomore


