It seems fitting that the final thoughts of the school year are here, in the student blog, are from both grade 5 and grade 8 students.
Though we are all doing our work remotely, the connections to MV remain.
The posts this week are "I Believe" statements from our graduating eighth graders.
There are also words of sage advice from grade 5 students for incoming students from MBE. New work will still be posted if it comes in, so keep checking!
Have a safe, healthy, happy summer!
Although I’ve been only living for a little bit more than a decade in this world, I have realized many things in the course of these 13 years. Obstacles, challenges, hardships, and experiences have shaped the way I see things, and furthermore, shaped the things I believe in. One of my personal beliefs is that being united will make everything possible, and there are plenty of situations in my life where this is true.
What’s a better example that we should remain together other than right now. While with these current circumstances where we are told to stay apart, we should actually become more united than ever. Maybe not physically together, but in a sense that we’re all here for each other. It’s unbelievable how quickly the coronavirus has turned our world upside down with just a blink of an eye. For instance, one second you hear rumors about a new virus with only 10 cases in China, and then in the next, it turns out to be a deadly pandemic. It’s almost like it’s straight out of a movie; schools, stores, and restaurants closed, people panicking, getting sick, losing their jobs, and others are not able to see their loved ones. It is truly impossible to wrap your head around this because it’s so difficult to believe this is all happening, yet it is. But enough of the negative side of things, let’s focus on the good things, and the good people. Many organizations have helped people with financial struggles, given them food, masks, and many necessary supplies. Doctors and nurses are risking their lives everyday for us when we need them the most. As you can see, with the help of each other we have accomplished many things that we wouldn’t be to if we were all alone. Let’s remember that the coronavirus does not care what race or how rich you are, it affects all of us this is why we should all be in this together.
My family has always stuck together, and by doing so we have made a lot of things possible. I travelled 2,213 miles from my home country to be here, living in Great Barrington, MA. This is all thanks to my parents who worked extremely hard every single day to get us all here. Every obstacle we had to face when we arrived here, we have faced them together. Discrimination, language barriers, legal and financial problems were one of the many obstacles we had to endure. Whereas these problems would break someone if they didn’t have anyone along them, but luckily we did have each other. Now, we are at this point where I would never guess we would be at, and I’m immensely grateful for my parents who were always there for me. For this reason, this ongoing journey has genuinely only made my beliefs stronger.
One voice will hardly be heard, but many voices united will lead to a greater impact. It's hard to believe how someone like me was lucky enough to receive a better education, better opportunities, and overall a better quality of life. I was referring to myself as lucky because unfortunately many undocumented children don’t have the same opportunities that they should have, and the same goes for the black community. We may not see it around us, but it doesn’t mean it isn’t there. In fact many people have grown tired of facing or seeing discrimination because of the color of their skin, and they have gathered to take action. The murders of innocent black men and women were the last straw to pull to make this happen. As a consequence of this, the black lives matter movement was formed. Protests have been occurring in all 50 states demanding justice. It’s fascinating what many people with the same goal are able to accomplish by standing together. Staying together makes us more powerful and almost invincible. United we can accomplish anything, and end racism.
In short, staying side by side will form an unbreakable bond that can overcome anything. Proof of this is that by helping, standing, and supporting each other we've been able to survive this pandemic, stand against racism, and gotten this far in life. No matter what the next years will bring, good or bad, if we stay united I know we will be okay.
I believe that there is change in everything. Change, not only for the bad, but for the good. The thing is, change happens for everybody, you can’t predict it, or even stop it, change happens. There are many quotes about change, none of them the full truth. It doesn’t always get better, it doesn’t always stay messy. Change is all about you as a person and how YOU handle it.
Take it from me. When I was eleven, my dad and mom started to fight. Back then we used to live in my Bompa’s house, and he tried everything to try and make it better for me. He even sent us on a trip to Italy together, and it was going pretty well, but then change happened. Mom started getting too emotional, dad didn’t know how to speak his true emotions. Yes, I was stuck in the middle.
It only got worse from there. I mean I was going into my tween and teen years where change lurks around every corner. My mom got a boyfriend named A.J. who she worked with. My dad got a girlfriend out of first instinct, look at that, here I am in the middle again. To make it worse, they both had little boys, a 1 year old and a three year old, and I felt like I was not in the middle again, but at the bottom of each of my parents lists. The worst thing for a child is to feel as if you are being replaced. Change was surrounding me, and my family.
The story goes on from there, and is still bumpy for all of us. But that's not the only kind of change I have encountered. I have grown stronger from my family's adversity, I have learned, and cried. I don’t know what's going to happen next, whether it's good change, or bad. I do know my family will help me through it, even the ones who are not blood.
I know that I should embrace the change, and I get where they’re coming from, but change can’t be controlled, it's hard to face that and move on quickly sometimes. Some move on faster than others, i'm not one of those people, at fourteen, i'm still in that same situation. I have embraced some change more than others, others more than me. Sometimes that fantasy of my parents getting back together shields me from the truth.
I believe that change is everywhere, that change cannot be stopped and that everyone has to overcome change is the best way they can, even if it's a baby step. Being a target of change, you really know to not expect anything, so when something comes along, don’t expect it to be the same next week. Take this one last thing from me please, I missed the best part of my childhood because I didn’t know what to do with the change given to me, don’t do the same.
This I Believe
By Andras K
When you think of balance, you might think of a ballet dancer on her toes, or the equal weight of two things on a scale. Balance comes in many forms. Not just literally, but also figuratively and even theoretically. There are plenty of things I don’t know about it, but I do know that balance matters. Balance is important in life. This I believe.
First, let’s look at balance literally, like earth’s orbit around the sun. Earth is balanced between its speed and the sun’s gravity. Many things are balanced in our world, including us. I like sports, and I found that balance is a key factor in some sports such as skiing and soccer. If you are balanced, you have a smaller chance of falling or hurting yourself, and you will move more efficiently. You will be less focused on staying on your feet which will allow you to pay attention to other things much more. That is balance in a physical sense.
Secondly, health can be balanced. Do you know the saying, “Everything in moderation?” Well, it’s true. Moderating your eating and exercise is quite healthy. My mom cooks something different almost every night, and it always varies between veggies, fish, meat, carbs, soup and so on. There is never too much meat or not enough veggies in a week. The food varieties are balanced. Health is not only food though. Physical activity is also important. This is where I am lacking. Nowadays, I go rollerskating for half an hour three or four times a week. I know that is not a lot of exercise for me. It might be just enough for someone else, but not me. You can get plenty of exercise, but you must know where your limit is. Your limit is your balance point, and if you cross it, you could end up really sore or even injured.
Third, a balanced personality is wanted. When I was in seventh grade, I acted out of peer pressure. Everyone around me was always very decisive and extreme about everything, and I thought that must be the way I should be. This year I realized that I was very wrong. Being extreme (saying things like I love this, This is rigged, That’s absolutely genius, all the time) is actually not balanced. If you had a perfectly balanced person, like being kind and considerate but also firm, you would have nothing to be known for. But human nature isn’t perfectly balanced and we tend to like some things more than others. That is your personality. If you let your personality through, it will be much easier to act like yourself and see who you are. So next time you think you are not acting like yourself, try to be more balanced, in every way, then your path will be much clearer.
So there are three things about balance. There are many more and if you think about it, anything or everything can be balanced. I have barely scratched the surface of how deep balance goes in our world. Balance is important, and if you keep it in mind, you could live a better life.
This I Believe
by Noelle Nolan
In life, nobody ends up avoiding struggles forever. No matter how big, or small everybody faces their own challenges. Having bad days, feeling sad and failing are all parts of life. They are probably the hardest part. Even though this might be true, I believe that our challenges bring out the best of us.
One of my biggest struggles in life has been my weight. I was always bullied and I never thought it would stop. After what I went through with how I look it has opened my eyes on how others are treated. I would never let anyone else go through the same thing that I did. Having this issue in my life has made a huge positive impact on the way that I look at things. I have become more compassionate, thoughtful and strong because of it. I would never have felt so strongly about the treatment of others if I had not gone through it.
When I have been in the harder parts of my life, I have also learned more about the person that was already there. When dealing with difficult things, the best parts of my personality have come out. Without even thinking, the way I dealt with things under pressure came out and I realized that they aren’t too bad. I also would have never found them if I was not put in that situation. Once I found these parts of me, they were easier to embrace.
In my life, a lesson that has been taught to me through my challenges is the importance of a silver lining. In the past, I got down on myself and could not feel better. I started to realize that looking at the bad side does not get me anywhere. When you only look at the bad, everything you are being taught slips away and you might never find it again. Going through rough times always has their upsides that are very important. My point is that the problems we face can do more than tear us down, they can teach us new lessons.
Challenges also present us with opportunities to better ourselves in many ways that others can not see. As humans, the ways we can act fall into two major categories, right and wrong. When we are faced with difficulties we choose one of those categories. During the situations that I have been in where things could go either way, I have not always made the right decision. Even so, I still learned what not to do in the future. When I made the wrong decision I saw how things played out and could make a more well thought out decision the next time I was put in that position.
I have noticed that even when we are not the ones struggling the most in a situation, we can still change because of it. One big example of this is groups and organizations full of many different people coming together to fight one main issue. Even though some are not affected personally by the problem, they still learn how to work together and solve problems. All different ages, races and cultures can come together to make the world better. I have been a part of something like this in the ADL program. Kids who might not have talked before came together to fix the challenge they were presented with. For middle schoolers, that is a big deal!
Inside and out, I look at myself now and from even 2 years ago and I see how much I have grown. I am not sure if it would have happened without all the bad. I think of how hard it was but then I also think the benefits that came of it. The bad does not last forever. The good you learn from it does.
This I Believe
by Erin DeCelle
You can tell a lot about a person from the music they listen to. Everybody has a different genre or maybe just a specific song that they enjoy, each for their own reasons. In this same way, everyone has their own way to doodle and draw. It can depict how someone is feeling, or maybe how they want to feel. Really, it can be anything that they want. I believe that within art and music lies freedom.
A great thing about the arts is that nothing you create can be 'wrong.' I know a lot of people who will say "that isn't art" or "that isn't music" because it goes against whatever they perceive to be so, especially with my digital art. In reality, there are no restrictions at all for what you consider to be music or art. That beat you tap out on the desk with your pencils? If you think it's music, then it is. Your little drawing of a dog that's in the corner of your homework paper? It's art if you want it to be. There is nothing holding you back from creating; it gives you freedom from meeting expectations because there are no expectations.
Adding on to that, art and music give you the freedom to think about things that others deem as useless or stupid. Living with two siblings with very different interests than me means that I can't really talk about whatever new thing I've learned or become intrigued with. Even if nobody else seems to care, you can express your newfound fascination through any medium. You could draw a character from a TV show or find out how to play the theme song on an instrument, but either way, it is giving you the freedom to create something that matters to you.
Art and music can be a way to get your point across and to make people feel as you do. With the protests that have been going on in the past week, I have seen a lot of people making drawings, paintings, and songs about getting justice for George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Tony McDade and so many others. All of these pieces have been so moving and are helping people understand what is actually happening around the country. The arts give us the freedom to make sure other people know how we feel. It gives us the freedom to make them feel your pain and your anger, your happiness and your triumphs. It gives us the freedom to stand up for people who cannot themselves, while using our talents to make people feel emotions.
I believe that freedom lies within our creations. We make them feel what we feel, and we cannot be wrong about that. We can express ourselves through them. Every person has the ability to create, and those creations are the key to our true selves.
This I Believe
by Hazel L
I believe that as a young girl I was and still am told that if I dress a certain way I could be sexaully assualted or publicly shamed and it would be my fault. I believe that many women and girls have heard the same and still hear it every day. I believe that there are people who try to silence the voices of thousands begging for the right to live in a country where its easier to get a gun than an abortion. I believe there are many who believe that we shouldn't be allowed to have a voice.
At the beginning of the year in health class the teacher asked us, “what might a girl do to keep from getting targeted for sexual assault?” We spent fifteen minutes coming up with all these ways you might dress differently or act differently so as not to catch the attention of a predator. Over and over she said “no and no,'' until we ran out of ideas and she answered, “being sexually assaulted is never the victim's fault, the way you dress is not an invitation.”
A class full of Thirteen-Fourteen year olds was surprised by this. It wasn't that we disagreed, it was that we still live in a society that has taught us to think this way instinctively even now from a young age kids are taught to act and think this way.
We live in a pretty progressive place tucked away in the berkshires, but even in a beautiful, mostly peaceful place like this, our family, our teachers, our loved ones still worry about us being harmed because of how we dress. The way that is told to us and to people all over the world from a young age is that we need to blame ourselves and each other for feeling comfortable enough in our own skin to wear something that would warrant an assault that we never asked for or advertised.
Less than one percent of all rapes reported to the police in the U.S. will lead to a felony conviction, but still eighty-nine percent of rape victims suffer physcisal or emotional trauma. And still every seventy-three seconds an American citizen is sexually assaulted. One in every six women in America will experience sexual assault in their lifetime.
There are people who say that “it's so much better than it used to be for women.'' This may be true but it's not that much better because these statistics were taken from 2018-2019. People try to use this argument that “it's so much better than it used to be” as a way to silence our protests. When we look back on the way women were treated even just seventy years ago most of us are disgusted and believe that is wrong, so how do you think the generations after us will look at what we have done and said seventy years from now. For someone to say, “it could be so much worse for you,” that is why we still need to march. That is why we need to speak up. That and these statistics. They cover it up with “it's better than it used to be” but we are still afraid to walk alone in the dark. The day when a woman, a man, a person of any gender, race, sexual orientation or religion can walk down the street proud of who they are and without fear is the day that our voices will stop needing to be heard. The day we will stop holding boards and flags and stomping our feet for the hope that we may be able to get any recognition at all.
Everyone should be able to feel comfortable in their own bodies and be able to walk down the street without feeling the need to rely on someone else for protection or validation. In a society where we were taught subconsciously that it's our fault if we are catcalled, raped, or touched in a way that made us uncomfortable because of the length of our shorts. It's our fault we didn't see the red flags sooner. It is our fault that we “led them on '' by being friendly. It's our fault we weren't smart enough to see what would happen.
I believe that everyone has a choice. You can be silent or stand strong and lift up those around you to fight for what everyone should know is right. You can teach the next generation to cultivate what will be because what is now, is not “good enough,” because even as a fourteen year old girl I can see if this is the best that we can do, then this is shameful.
I believe everyone has a right to their body, to their mind, and to their hearts. I believe everyone should wear what they want to and not be afraid of being publicly shamed or assaulted. I believe that no matter what laws or constitutional rights may say people are still discriminated against for race, religion, sexual orientation, and gender. And I believe that I have a voice. This I believe.
This I Believe
by Bridget St
I believe that success only comes when you learn from your failures, especially in sports. I grew up around soccer, my sister started playing when I was 4. I went to all of her soccer games and knew that I wanted to play as soon as possible. I was never very athletic and had always been the least coordinated, but I knew that would never stop me. I wanted to be the best and I knew that it would not be an easy road.
Watching soccer games at a young age made me think about the future and how I was dying to start playing as soon as possible. I would practice at my sister’s games with all the younger siblings of other players. My first real experience playing was at Saturday Morning Soccer. My dad was my coach and I learned a lot about soccer while I was also having fun. This was the little kid league, and I was not bad compared to the kids I was playing against.I never had any trouble against them. I would talk about soccer in school all the time.
I soon found out there was a more competitive league called Berkshire Hills Soccer and immediately asked my parents to sign me up. I assumed my friends were as good as me. I assumed wrong. All of them had been playing a year longer than I had and I never knew that would set me so far behind. I was put on defense my first year and never even made it close to scoring. I thought I would never catch up to the other girls. I had to work extra hard, but seeing how good all my friends were made me upset. I just wanted it to come naturally to me just like the other girls.
After three years I had still not scored my first goal. At my last U10 soccer tournament I stepped onto the field as a forward. There was not a lot of time left in the game and I did not believe that I would be able to score. The ball I was in front of me and I made my way towards the goal through two girls. I shot the ball into the goal. I had scored my first goal.
The summer before 5th grade all of my friends were trying out for GPS Stateline. A soccer league that was for the more advanced players. It was made up of “the best” players in Berkshire County. I tried out not expecting much. I was going to have to try out for the 2005 year team, with players a year ahead of me in school, while every single one of my friends were trying out for the 2006 year team. I was not going to have any of my friends at the tryout. I later found out that I made the team under the condition that I would be okay with not playing as much as the other girls. On average during a GPS game I played 10 minutes out of the whole match. Obviously I was not thrilled with this, but I could see myself getting better and growing stronger.
At my Berkshire Hills practices I noticed that I was catching up to the other girls. I was glad I had never given up when I really wanted to. I was so proud of myself. I wanted to continue getting better. I worked extra hard at all of my practices and I was not afraid to make mistakes. I continued playing soccer with GPS into 6th grade when the league merged with another and became Blackrock FC. I had been practicing all summer and I knew I had improved and all of my coaches noticed immediately. I was soon playing at least half of each game and I was so happy. I knew this meant I needed to work harder to get more playing time. At the Memorial Day Tournament I had started my first game. I wanted more out of the sport so I kept working hard.
The summer before 7th grade I tried out for Blackrock again. I was cocky; I had been playing for my coaches for three years now and I didn’t believe I had to try as hard because I was a returning player. But Blackrock was changing and the team I was trying out for included sophomores, and I was not ready for that. I did not make the team that year. I was the only girl who did not make it and was so disappointed. I needed to prove to the coaches that I should not have been cut.
In 7th grade it was the first year in three years that I would not be playing with multiple teams. I had to learn how to take my focus from two teams and focus everything on Berkshire Hills. I played in the tournament that kicked off the season and scored two goals. We didn’t do as well as planned but the tournament was fun anyway. The Friday after the tournament I broke my collarbone. I was so sad that I would not be able to continue the season. I went to games to support my friends, but when I got home I would always cry because I wanted to be playing. I thought the only way to occupy my time was to focus on ways I could get better at soccer while I was on bedrest and could not participate in physical activity. I watched so many games. Found ways to take plays from professional games and simplify them into something I could use in my games. After eight weeks I was allowed to play again. I was not the same I was before. I had lost a whole season and it showed. I scored that game, but it did not stop me from working hard to get back to the place I was before I broke my collarbone.
In 8th grade I was getting ready to start the spring season. I was going to be playing on the boys Berkshire Hills team and was going to be playing with Blackrock FC on their 2004 team. I was excited to start the season, but then quarantine started and I was stuck at home with no team to play for. I was so dissapointed. This was my season before high school soccer that I could work on improving as much I could before high school. I did not know where to start. I had to learn to work hard at my house. I now had to kickstart my training for high school tryouts.
Growing up playing sports has forced me to go out of my comfort zone. I was forced to make new friends when I was the new player on the team. Learning how to connect with others in a team setting has helped me connect with others in a school setting. Sports have also taught me how to be more motivated. In sports there are always setbacks, and the skills I have acquired to overcome those setbacks have transferred into my everyday life. I believe that learning from my successes and failures have made me the player I am today. This I believe.
This I Believe
All our lives we are surrounded by judgement and criticism. Everything we do everyone has an opinion on. Those opinions can be positive, but a lot of the time those opinions are negative. What people think of us and how we express ourselves can alter the decisions we make or the risks we take. We can’t make everyone stop having negative opinions, but we can ignore what people think of us. I believe that to truly be happy and love yourself you need to not care about what people think.
Being a teenager I feel like I can really give insight on this topic. I’m at a point in my life where my peers and I are figuring out who we are. We are deciding what values we have. We are deciding how we want to dress. We are deciding how we want to style our hair. There are so many decisions we make everyday on how we want to present ourselves. There are also so many stereotypes around us trying to tell us how we should be. Our classmates will make negative comments about our outfits. Everyday there is some type of negativity about something we like about ourselves. That negativity can discourage us and make us change things about ourselves. What other people think about us can drastically change how we present ourselves. If we ignore all the negative opinions that other people have on us and our appearance we can truly be the people we want to be and look how we want to and love ourselves for it.
Personally, I really try to not care about what anyone thinks of me as long as it makes me happy. That doesn’t mean that I don’t get discouraging comments about how I present myself. In 6th grade I cut my hair really short. I loved it, but a lot of other people had other opinions. People would (and still do say) I look like a boy. At first I would get so upset and angry. I would go on a whole rant about how girls can have short hair too. No matter how many speeches I gave almost no one's opinions changed. Now, I’m about to graduate from 8th grade and I still have really short hair. I still have short hair because I chose to ignore the opinions of others. To this day I still get comments about how I look like a boy or random strangers will think I’m a boy. The difference between 6th grade and now is that I laugh off those comments. I do this because my short hair makes me happy and I think I am beautiful. That should be all that matters. We should make changes to our appearance for ourselves. Anything that makes you happy, do it and screw what any toxic friend or random stranger might say because why should you hold back from doing something that will make you happy just because of a stupid negative opinion?
Some people may think that listening to the negative comments is important because then it will stop you from doing something you will regret. I disagree. If you want to do something because you think it will make you look good or make you feel happy and then someone tells you it’s a bad idea or you will look ugly and you don’t do it then that’s the decision you should regret. Having other people dictate how you express yourself is not how you achieve loving yourself. If you present yourself how other people will like you, then that’s not really you. How can you love a version of yourself that only exists to satisfy others’ visions of how you’re supposed to be? That’s why you need to ignore what other people say and take the risks you want to. If you always stop yourself from doing something because other people made you feel bad for it then you will be a totally different person. You’ll never know the person you could have been.
Even when you make the decisions about your appearance that you think will make you happy and you ignore the hate from everyone else, things can still go wrong. You could get a haircut that you hate. Everyone could have told you it was a bad idea, but you still went through with it because you thought YOU were going to love it. Even if you don’t like that part of your appearance you can remember that hair grows back. Any decision you make about your appearance isn’t permanent. So, those negative comments really start to mean less to you once you realize that hair grows back, clothes can be changed, makeup can be wiped off, anything can be changed. You learn from those “bad” decisions though. All those different appearance changes make you who you truly are. Then, there will be times when you ignore the hate and buy that dress and you feel amazing. Everyone could look at you like you’re crazy, but inside you feel beautiful and you love yourself for going for it. Every decision you make is really a 50/50 shot at you loving it or hating, but every decision is important in your self love journey.
When you get to the point in your life where you can do anything you want without even considering a negative comment from someone else is when you know you have really made it. You can truly be happy because you’re the realest version of yourself. You can move on from the bad haircuts, or ugly shirts and love yourself for you. You can be proud that you overcame the comments and finally tried the makeup look you’ve been wanting to for months. Once you stop caring about what other people say you can be happy with who you are because you will do all the things that make you happy. So, get that haircut, buy that outfit, try that makeup look, dye your hair blue. Do whatever you want because what anyone else thinks does not matter at all. I believe that to truly be happy and love yourself you need to not care about what anyone else thinks. This I believe.
This I believe is the most important story about my life. I have been doing this for another project but i feel that this can be used perfectly for this too.
Dr. Maurice R. Hilleman was a virologist who developed more than half of the vaccines that young children receive today.These vaccines are a major part of life today. Now we have covid-19 threatening many of the world's citizens. I feel that she is a major part of life, mine, yours and everyones.
I was neglected and abused when I was younger. It was a monumental change in my life. It has changed the way I think and act. When DCF took me in from Richmond Massachusetts I was sick and injured due to four years of physical and mental abuse.
I was immediately taken to Berkshire Medical Center where I had my first taste of Dr. Maurice R. Hilleman’s work. I was given many vaccines to help my health. I was then brought to a foster home. At the time, I did not know what was happening. I was in this new home I had never seen before, it was then that I started to change.
I had good health and a good height-weight ratio. At first sight you would think that I was a normal kid but all of the emotion and pain was in my body. I had gotten multiple ear infections that led to me losing my hearing. I was back in BMC but for an ear surgery, to get ear tubes.
With this new change it brought new luck. I was put up for adoption, and immediately got a nice family that wanted me. It was like my life was reborn and God was giving me a second chance in life. It was a miracle that I had gotten a family that wanted me that fast.
Over the years I have gotten tons and tons and tons of vaccines. In 2013 I was adopted into the Clady-Giramma family. I had gotten so many people on my team. It felt like I definitely had a shot at life. Two months after the adoption my parents had started packing. I didn’t know what was happening. I thought they were giving up on me, but really we were just moving. So you must be wondering where we were moving? It is not a place you would think.
We drove down to new mexico where i had one of my first summer camps, for that i was getting vaccines left and right to get my health to an optimal point. For china, i had to get more vaccines for the Flu, Hepatitis A, Hepatitis B, Typhoid, Yellow Fever, Japanese Encephalitis, Rabies, Meningitis, Polio, Measles, Mumps and Rubella (MMR), Tdap (tetanus, diphtheria and pertussis), Chickenpox, Shingles, Pneumonia and Influenza.
When we came back to the USA we got another set of vaccines.
We moved back to massachusetts. It had been a long road for me. Hey it is a small part about me but even more about Maurice R. Hilleman. My life was only possible with Maurice R. Hilleman, dcf, my mom Kelly, and my dad Joseph. It was an honor to tell my life story and show my gratitude to Maurice R. Hilleman.