MLK Day. I'm not sure when I began to realize exactly what Martin Luther King, Jr. Day was. It was probably between that hazy period between second and sixth grade when the relationship between holidays and the school calendar weren't quite solidfied in my brain. Conceptually I knew what it stood for, but personally I felt nothing. How could I when people took the day as another excuse for a holiday than to be actually be aware of anything? The last school I was at, MLK Day only became an official institute holiday two years ago.
The current school, however, has drawn the day out into a prolonged two week affair. I guess I'm not surprised considering there are signs at the medical school saying that it supports affirmative action. But I still feel nothing. Today is just another day where I have to go to class, go to lab, to study. It's exam week and I have no time to get culturally enriched.
