In the midst of a long school week full of midterms and projects, my mind is undoubtedly still stuck in Phoenix. In my Public Relations writing class yesterday, we were asked to come up with a two-word tagline that describes ourselves and to explain why we chose such words.
Unwavering passion. That’s what I scribbled down on my sheet of loose-leaf paper. Why? This past semester has been one of self-discovery. I’ve always been a lover, a girl with a giant heart that wants to show it to the world– but it has only been of recent discovery; an unfaltering passion for advocacy and for helping others.
My time in Phoenix came and went way too quickly. I am longing for another day at 59th Lane apartments playing with refugee children. I have so many questions running through my mind that I can’t help but wish I were sitting in the conference room at the Lost Boys Center chatting with Jany and Koor.
I may not be in the Arizona sunshine hugging my sweet friend Muna, but it’s okay. It’s okay because I am ready for the next part of this journey. Arizona wasn’t the end, but merely the start of a long meaningful new chapter. I have the necessary tools thanks to Aaron to get down to the “nitty-gritty” of advocacy. I am going to tell the horrifying stories of the Refugees I met to anyone who will listen. I will use my love of writing and put words on paper, and write, and write, and write about genocide and the struggles of refugees.I am not going to stop talking about genocide and how important it is that we advocate to put an end to it. As Aaron always says “we are trying to put ourselves out of business,” and I promise that I will try to do just that and to erase indifference–