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Astronauts
- Varissara (Bam) Narongwanich -
I am sitting on a chair in a classroom in rehab. What am
I doing here? The lecture seemed like a blur and I could not
understand a word the teacher was saying. Her mouth moved as if
she was talking but I could not comprehend anything. I could not
concentrate at all. My right hand was shaking uncontrollably and
the pencil in my hand shook as if I had tremors. I tried to do math
and wrote some numbers down, but my handwriting was illegible
and what I could see was just some scribbles. I took deep breaths,
put the pencil down, and tried to shake it off. I picked up my pencil
once again but the shaking still continued. I tried my hardest to
concentrate, but my mind wasn’t on what is in front of me but was
fixated for what I needed most.
I should not have thought I was strong enough. I should not
have thought that I was powerful, in control, and somehow have
more willpower compared to those people you always see in the
news. Countless stories have been told about it and people like

