<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/1QICteq.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Wakana Hana<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ms. Desjardins’ Psychology Classroom -<strong> COMPARATIVE RELIGIONS</strong><br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Wednesday September 10th - 1:30 PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone in comparative religion class<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Hana is attending Comparative Religions, and talks inside her mind.<br/><hr/><br/>It was Hana’s first class here, and it had been some time since she’d studied at all in a classroom. It felt like a whole new experience. Furthermore, this class was about religion, and it focused on comparing religions with other religions. Immediately, Hana found it to be an incredibly interesting thing to do. She had always been interested in religion, because it was an unknown force that could make someone do anything, and it could bring about any number of phenomenon: peace, calmness, war and rage. Belief was a double edged sword, and she wanted to learn more about it, to use it to reach a state of peace. Hana wanted to spread the feeling of calmness and anti-violence that she herself had embraced.<br/><br/>She wasn’t a devout girl, she didn’t see religion as a ritual, it was a way of life, her family, like most of Japanese, were believers in  Shinto, and they had embraced it as a way of life, she had lived around other religions. The individuals that belonged to the different congregations were, in large part, all nice people. It seemed to be beneficial when folks made their religion a way of life instead of something to do.<br/><br/>Hana was sat down like an honor student, looking at the teacher’s explanation and the handwriting on the board, the day’s topic was about Buddhism and Christianity. The first thing that came to her mind were their similarities. The two belief structures were almost the same. She was also pondering the fact that Buddhism was more way of life than a religion.<br/><br/>Hana was looking around her, waiting for anyone to speak out on her idea first, she didn’t want to be the one to start the discussion, even though her mind was filled with topics, ideas, and questions. But, still she didn’t want to get it out first. Some of them already made a fuss, but that one didn’t count as discussion, so she would wait a little longer.