Blog 5: We are Children

Blog 5: We are Children

July 4^th most of us interns went out to the steps of the Supreme Court to try and watch the fireworks.  It was a fail as the location of where they light them was moved this year, but somehow someone (I won’t mention who *cough Jaylon cough*) started a game of tag.  It was a fun energy boost and after ten minutes we were back in the apartments hanging out again.  Fast forward eleven days and we’re still playing.  We took the game to New York, running through streets, stores, times square, and even our hostel giggling and trying so very hard not to be tagged ‘it’.  We’ve even roped in the adults in charge of our program. 

I bring this up because we’ve captured a joy that I feel like people our age only hear about.  I've heard many people say that their favorite part of having kids is watching someone discover the world and this week I feel like that is what we experienced together as interns.  We have long days and we work in offices where advocacy is the name of the game which can be long, hard work.  The outlet of running around like five year-olds, getting scolded by security guards, even playing in our business clothes is so refreshing. 

DC is so serious can you imagine how much less stressed everyone would be if they had tag in their lives?  I can see congress members running around laughing, ducking, swerving around the parking lot guards, desperate to make it to the next building without being it for the whole hearing.  It’s hot and humid, we’re all going to work up a sweat anyway, why not have fun doing it?  Obviously, my suggestion isn’t in line with the decorum of the positions they hold and it probably won’t happen, but our two week game (which is very much on-going) has relieved so much tension and seriousness that this city carries.  Try it.  Play some tag when you’re stressed, it’ll help.

-Helen