How I Spent My Summer in Hayastan: Assembly invites applicants for 2008 internships
“When I come to Armenia, I feel at home. And here, I listen, and I yearn to go back to the stories of my family. This country I grew to love, but did not truly understand why. Because, at first, I loved it without sight and without reason. Because I loved it; loved my family, loved my heritage. Loved my Armenianness,” writes Deanna Cachoian-Schanz, Depi Hayk Participant/Armenian Assembly of America Summer 2007 intern, reflecting on her experience this year. “I traveled in search of myself in Hayastan. And I found friends, and I found laughter. And I cried at the sight of Mt. Ararat. My Mt. Ararat. And I saw the villages where my great grandmother’s parents had grown, and I swam in blue Sevan. And I saw myself in the rivers, in the sky, in the people. And I fell in love.”
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