On Thursday the 20th of November, NDNU student leaders put hosted a vigil for the 43 students in Mexico that passed recently. Although I was not completely updated on all the news, I could tell that this was a very serious event and felt that my support would be more than necessary.
In the very beginning, a woman walked in the middle of the circle of people and told us everything in her knowledge about what had happened in Mexico. She told the crowd that earlier this year in September, 43 innocent students were picked up by the police and violently rounded up into cars. On the way to the destination which was later discussed as the drug cartels area, some students were already gone because they had suffocated. When the students finally arrived at the destination, the corrupted cops and disgusting criminals teamed up and did horrible things to 43 innocent students.
It was hard standing out their holding a warm cup of hot chocolate, sipping the cinnamon flavors and feeling comfortable in the chilly night all huddled with my peers as we tried to fathom how Mexico was getting by. We all lite candled and stuck them in little containers of sand. It looked beautiful all together. We were all mourning for the lives taken and the families and friends around them. We held hands and prayed together. And just like that it was over.
I stood around with a n]blank face and noticed how quickly individuals got back into their own lives, laughing, dancing, and making jokes. How confusing. It was amazing actually and I am not sure if that was a good thing or not. But the crown moved on fast.
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