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Aira Yzabel Manampan
Interests: Comic-Making. Illustration and Design, Reading, Pen-Paling, Writing Poems and Short Stories, Entomology, Botany, and Frogs :)
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I have already spoken positively about the family that I have made here in Norwich. Nothing can compare the friends I have made, the connections I have bonded with, and the relationships I have chosen to cherish at heart. Staying here is possibly the best decision I have ever made because knowing having another remote semester alone back in Queens will be absolutely terrible for my mental health. I love seeing my cadre, I love seeing my rook siblings, and I love looking out the window to see the snow-covered hills and the green trees that stand out from the blue sky behind it. I have been practicing expressing gratefulness ever since I went home this past break. The way I feel lighter on my feet after showing my gratitude for the world and life I am currently living, it's incredible. I have struggled only looking at the opposing sides... Continue reading
Posted Feb 17, 2021 at In Their Words
Being inside my room for the past three or so weeks is exhausting, but hearing that the Shaw Center would host a bonfire and serve hot chocolate yesterday definitely lightened up the mood. And thus, my rook siblings and I headed down and decided to go sledding. I will be honest; I never had a genuine experience with sledding before. Most were going down a humble hill, maybe about the hill's size in between Goodyear and Wilson. Those memories are foggy since they were from when I was younger, and to go sledding at a volume, I had experienced yesterday nearly a decade later was definitely exciting. My first mistake was underestimating the SPEED I would be going once I let loose. Feeling that slight fear growing inside of me as I realize how fast I was going, I couldn't resist the screams coming out of my mouth. I didn't... Continue reading
Posted Feb 2, 2021 at In Their Words
The COVID cases are slowly rising on campus. It's scary. And as most people know, the WCC shut down for the rest of the year. The only thing left is takeout chow and Pick 5. Our FTX was canceled, and now this. Sure, some of my siblings were happy about the FTX being canceled, but most of us did look forward to it. I felt terrible for the sophomores that were to be in charge of us for today. It was their time to shine, and now holding the information that today's FTX will not be rescheduled, my heart sank. Holiday Dinner is also canceled for us. I felt my platoon's atmosphere drop to complete disappointment after we had taken our company/platoon photos. Hushed whispers hissed the air after our Company Commander told us the news in front of Jackman. Most of my siblings are now planning to leave early.... Continue reading
Posted Nov 15, 2020 at In Their Words
I'm just thinking of how little and how much can happen in 19 days. As a rook, everything is carried under the arms of paranoia. The rumors, the whispers, and the hesitant talks all build-up, and it can leave one to think heavily. My large monthly calendar arrived yesterday, and this morning, I was staring at the 25th. I wrote: "Going home, Me." 19 days, oh boy oh wow. The waiting around and being alert of what is it comes can be exhausting, but I'll be honest, I'm excited. It means new memories, new challenges, and new moments where I can feel proud of myself and my rook family. Continue reading
Posted Nov 6, 2020 at In Their Words
It's honestly hard to believe that three weeks is essentially left for everyone to be here. It feels like it was both yesterday and ten years ago when I first arrived here. A brisk August afternoon with remnants of the pho I ate at my last lunch with my family, I stood in front of Alumni, looking ahead. I remember feeling my stomach churn, letting the dread, utter excitement, and fear slosh around. I remember pulling out all of my issued gear, textbooks, and supplies in my room, recounting everything to make sure I had what I needed. Now, I'm here. The days go by slow, but the weeks go by fast. I look around and see my family, colleagues, and friends alike, and I feel at ease. I love seeing my rook siblings across the hall, I am delighted to see my favored cadre members, and I skip a... Continue reading
Posted Oct 29, 2020 at In Their Words
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Posted Oct 10, 2020 at In Their Words
If you have been reading my past posts, then you'd already know how much I love to look out onto the UP from my room. It's the first thing I do after I finish tidying up my room and do the first assignments of the day. Today, it had been raining, and morning formation was hotter than usual. I knew it was going to rain; the weather had been hot and humid for so long. I worried about the people doing morning PT. Usually, when I get rained on, I end up getting sick if I don't take a shower sooner than later. When the first drops fell onto my face, I felt at ease. Something inside of me yearned for the rain and rejoiced. I don't remember the last time it had been raining up here, but it never felt this good. I see the rain as a moment... Continue reading
Posted Sep 28, 2020 at In Their Words
It's strange. I have accustomed to the school by now; a month has now passed. Halfway through the fourth week of academics here as a Rook, it feels a bit strange. I am now starting to call Norwich my home; my platoon is now regarded as my family wholeheartedly, my cadre are the people I look up to the most, and my life back in NYC feels like a distant memory. I often wonder how my life would be if I either went civilian here or elsewhere as I sat down at my desk at 0550 in the morning after our weekly room inspection. I sat up straight, feeling my back's muscles tightening. Staring at my laptop's screen, I realized I have changed, and so have my rook siblings, cousins, and buddies. After a month, the little things mean more than what they seem. After a month, I have been... Continue reading
Posted Sep 24, 2020 at In Their Words
I won't lie, waking up in the city and waking up here in Northfield are two entirely different things. Now I wasn't in the heart of Manhattan, but I do know the hustle of waking up, getting out in the house in time to catch the bus, and rushing to catch my 06:20 R train to head to school. The main hope is that the trains don't break down in the middle of its journey there, otherwise you will be late! The busy atmosphere of 42nd street, Time Square, is always there. No matter what time of the day, what day of the week, or month of the year, it's still alive. From the window in my room, the sun can slip inside, painting the floor and walls with its pale yellow morning light. I can look outside the UP and find upper-level students and civilians walking around. You can... Continue reading
Posted Sep 3, 2020 at In Their Words
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