Musings: the washington monument

My thoughts as an immigrant, Filipina-American woman in Washington DC

The Washington Monument was a beacon that silently and persuasively called my name — not taking “no” for an answer. Standing prominent against the blue and white sky it slowly guided me to its base despite my reluctance. I was not planning to visit the National Mall during my trip to Washington DC last June. I have been to the National Mall already during a previous visit in 2013 and was not planning to go again.

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