When I need inspiration I turn to…
…This email I got from a kid a few years ago. Its simple. Its honest. Its perfect. Enjoy.
“Hey, you came to my school today and at first I was dreading the assembly. I was so sick of hearing “just say no” and all that other crap. All of those lectures did nothing for me, or for anybody. Nobody wants to be lectured. I put my bag down and was about to pull out my nirvana cd, hoping that would drown out the boring words of yet another speaker. Of course as soon as the lights go out, I get wacked in the back of the head with something hard. So now I was pissed. I get dragged down to this stupid assembly, and some asshole decides to throw shit. But then you started talking. I was skeptical at first, but then you made me laugh… which is a huge deal to me, seeing as though I felt I haven’t laughed much lately. As the show kept going, I realized I was almost in tears. I felt like finally someone who understands. I’m not addicted to anything, but I do experiment. For some reason you just reached out to everyone in that audience. Some kids were being idiots, and others could honestly relate. When you looked in my direction during the assembly, I felt as if you had looked right through me, seeing all of my problems and understanding every one of them. Though this email may sound a bit dramatic, I just wanted to let you know how much this assembly meant to me. Though I’m not going to stop the things I’m doing at the moment, it was comforting to know someone understands… and that someone actually cares.”
