Freedom Inside the Gate

In coming months, many young people will experience life inside the gate for the first time. Some will leave before the beloved season of Christmas rolls around. Others will tough out their stay, while wishing they could be elsewhere. Still others will accept life inside the gate for what it really is. Perhaps my atypical American upbringing allows me to find freedom inside the gate, while others believe they are under bondage. The regulations appear more as challenges to live up to than as restrictions to be burdened with. Life goes on after the rebels, the norm of modern society, have gone. The atmosphere inside the gate improves without their influence. Some may call me brainwashed, however those individuals often fail to realize how brainwashed they are as well! As I walk by groups of people complaining about some rules, I realize how spoiled this generation is, how obsessed with ease and entertainment! Their talk fills me with disgust. I am amazed that people live for so little in life. Surely the little pleasures they find themselves without are not vital to a full life. Nothing compares to walking back from work on a romantic autumn day, feeling the wind blowing through my hair, and knowing that I am free indeed. Liberation exists inside the gate!