And no, I'm not talking about Ian. Ian is, however, excited that he is done with school. He finished math this morning; seven lessons yesterday and four this morning and he's reached his 80%. So what did I do? I went down and bought him two glazed donuts, a strawberry lemonade from McDonald's and a pianola.
A pianola is a fretless zither, which kind of reminds me of some people I know, but it's kind of like a hand held violin, banjo country music instrument. Ian saw it last Christmas at the local junk store and really wanted it, but it was almost Christmas and I was out of money. So today I went and bought it for a reward present of sorts. Imagine my surprise when I walked into the store and the thing was still there. You would have thought it would have been snapped up by so many people in Grand County (read this line with a huge amount of sarcasm.) We then spent the next hour on the Internet trying to figure out how to play the thing. Apparently it's supposed to have a bow, so now I have to get on EBay or some other site and find a bow for a pianola so Ian can create beautiful music.
At any rate, he's finished with school and right now he and three other friends are down at the airport skating on the runway, seriously. I told them if they get arrested to not call me. Sam, one of his friends, said it's okay, his dad really wants a plane so he won't get in trouble...I cannot see the connection there. Mike is out chopping up scraps of wood to build a bonfire so the boys can roast hot dogs and marshmallows when they get home (unless they get arrested.) Mike's really concerned about the wind (Mike is always a concerned person.) I'm not - I'm hoping a spark catches this house on fire so we don't have to worry about selling it.
But back to my title. My friend Diana, who was once a student of mine, has started a non profit that helps women transition from prison to "real" life. Diana is smart and funny and pretty and a visionary. I want to be like Diana. She started this organization and, in fact, was recently recognized by Southern Oregon University for this work. I want to be like Diana. I want to have a vision and finish it.
I have lots of visions, that's not the problem. I want to work with kids who have difficulties and somehow throw horses into the mixture. I want to create a center where kids and parents and teachers can go to learn and share and be successful and want to learn. . I want to give speeches and go to conferences on the importance of education. I want to save every single Native kid in the entire United States- and then I want them to go back to their homes and save even more. I just can't figure out how to make all this happen.
Mike said he was first attracted to me because I told him I believed I could save the world. I really did believe that and even though the world hasn't changed, I have. Now I'm not too sure, but I think, I think maybe I still want to try. Maybe this move to Oregon is a chance for me to save the world, or at least a few of the people in it. I don't know, but I think this may be my last chance. My great-grandmother always told me that we all have a responsibility to make things better wherever we live. I think I did this here in Granby, but now maybe I need to think bigger.
Now maybe I need to call Diana.
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