Today was the last day visiting the detention center before they get to come to campus. I talked with my story partner about spring memories, such as seeing the cherry blossoms in DC, learning how to ride a bike, and playing at the playground with my sister. In return, he told me how he always liked being outside during spring, even when it was raining. He loved playing football with his nephews and going to a local park to do so. I think the effect of telling these stories was feeling nostalgic for those good times. I know that he definitely smiled telling me those stories about being outside when it was warm during springtime.

Our storytelling then devolved into conversations about our favorite snacks, breakfast items, etc. He also asked me questions about the UR campus, which were unsurprisingly about sports facilities. Eventually, we joined two other pairs and everyone was talking about sports pretty much, which honestly isn’t my thing but I followed the conversation. When some of the guys reflected on storytelling at the end, I was moved when they said things like how it made them feel proud or just seeing their stories typed up felt cool. I noticed that the atmosphere felt very sincere when they said these things, and the energy was heightened even when we joined as a bigger group to talk. I wonder if they’ve ever been to places outside of the typical Richmond neighborhoods, as I think the trip to UR will be many of their first experiences in a place like this. I just hope they enjoy their time here because it really is beautiful. I was shocked upon coming here but I’m sure it’ll be even more wonderful for them after being at the detention center.