“Unveiling Identity: How Names Bind Us in Kate Lu Sedor’s Captivating Exploration”
My mother and I arrived to the ceremony late, a result of her chronic underestimation of how much time she needed to get ready and a perfect storm of subway delays. My stomach ached with sharp anxiety as we walked into darkness, one spotlight shining on a woman giving introductory remarks. We scurried, mouse-like, to separate seats: my mother at the back, myself cringing as I shuffled past other seated winners to an empty spot smack in the middle of the student section. I tried to calm my upset insides, slid my sweaty palms beneath my thighs. We had made it just in time for the woman on stage to start calling each honoree’s name, inviting them to walk across the stage, accept a gold-embossed certificate, and shake hands. My heart pounded as I waited out the alphabet, watching each person before me walk up one side of the platform and back down the other. When the woman called my name, my heart stopped.
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