so, I'm what they call a "leadership consultant" for the Martha Guy Summer Institute right now. MGSI is basically a three-week program for High School seniors who are interested in the world of Business where they will create a business plan while learning about topics like accounting and marketing and finance, etc.
1. I don't necessarily feel like this is work. I am having a blast.
we have gone to Lowe's Motor Speedway (took a few laps around the track)
we visited Hendrick Motor Sports, where an ASU alum is the CFO (got a tour inside the garage, something the general public is not allowed to do)
we went white-water rafting on the Watauga River
we chilled on top of Grandfather Mountain
etc. etc. (Valle Crucis Park, Hebron, things that Boone has that your town doesn't)
They actually are doing work, too, but still, this is sick. We haven't even gone to NYC or DC yet. (Mets game, Broadway, etc.)
2. High school kids have changed alot in the last 3 years.
this is not necessarily a bad thing, it's just really different.
that said, i absolutely love hanging out with them. they're a blast.
3. i have been reminded just how much i love my school and my major.
seeing these kids learn the basics has been probably just as valuable for me as it has been for them. it just has provided me with a fresh perspective and passion for what i do.
i could say so much more but i haven't the time. i will say this: appreciate the people God has put in your life. love them and cherish them, for the good and the bad.
7/22/09
7/15/09
"the best way to have a good idea is just to have alot of ideas."
The River
It pushes each bank, waiting and wishing for a straighter path
to Freedom
And there are those who stand by, wistful as the clouds above
Oblivious to the pain of the water before them
Each day
She provides life to creatures less than desirable,
The Fish
They have not a care in the world, they just take and take
And their endless demands of her are never interrupted by thanks
Oh, the Trees
They seem nice, but are only politicians who whisper
In the Wind
Secrets which she cannot see, for she is beneath reality
And their bony soul-less roots are keeping her entrapped anyway.
God,
Surely He knows my struggle towards freedom, my longing
My Need
For He gave me power and strength over land
To make my path shorter, but this thorn in my side is ever present
For I am constantly pouring out my spirit when I feel I need it most
And often I am pushed and shoved to chaos by
The Rain
The rain comes and goes, with no rhyme or reason
And though the change she brings is painful
though I feel the tears of humanity
though every emotion in the universe is bound up in her
She has time to tell me, to give me hope
She has been there
I am the River
I have been used by men in Mississippi and pharaohs in Egypt
I am the River
and I have been cursed for what
He and She did in the Garden of my birth
I am the River
But just ahead, where the horizon never ends
Where there are no walls on either side,
then I shall be the Ocean.
It pushes each bank, waiting and wishing for a straighter path
to Freedom
And there are those who stand by, wistful as the clouds above
Oblivious to the pain of the water before them
Each day
She provides life to creatures less than desirable,
The Fish
They have not a care in the world, they just take and take
And their endless demands of her are never interrupted by thanks
Oh, the Trees
They seem nice, but are only politicians who whisper
In the Wind
Secrets which she cannot see, for she is beneath reality
And their bony soul-less roots are keeping her entrapped anyway.
God,
Surely He knows my struggle towards freedom, my longing
My Need
For He gave me power and strength over land
To make my path shorter, but this thorn in my side is ever present
For I am constantly pouring out my spirit when I feel I need it most
And often I am pushed and shoved to chaos by
The Rain
The rain comes and goes, with no rhyme or reason
And though the change she brings is painful
though I feel the tears of humanity
though every emotion in the universe is bound up in her
She has time to tell me, to give me hope
She has been there
I am the River
I have been used by men in Mississippi and pharaohs in Egypt
I am the River
and I have been cursed for what
He and She did in the Garden of my birth
I am the River
But just ahead, where the horizon never ends
Where there are no walls on either side,
then I shall be the Ocean.
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