Take Elizabeth Davis, who graduated in 2006! Not only is she cute, thin, smartly dressed, and 23, she’s working with government officials and private-sector professionals to build an arts and vocational institute in Rwanda! Splitting her time between the African Nation and Washington D.C., Elizabeth has made it her life’s mission is to bring hope and opportunity to the millions of young people orphaned or traumatized by the 1994 genocide.
Or recent graduate Palmer Harston, who works at an AIDSorphanage in South Africa. She spends her days educating and testing orphans for HIV and working with widows of AIDS victims … from the confines of HER WHEELCHAIR.
Meanwhile, I continue my valiant quest for eight consecutive hours of sleep. I split my time between giving my boys a bath … and watching America’s Next Top Model (Stop splashing, you guys! Mommy can’thear!). Last year, I gave a homeless guy my banana. And frankly, I don’t think he was too jazzed about it.
When I proclaim my uselessness to Larry he says, “Give me a break! You work to support your family. You read to the boys every night. You keep the house clean.” I also brush my teeth AND wash my hair. So yes, I am amazing. But it’s not the same! It’s not the same as standing outside an embassy and knowing what people even do inside an embassy. It’s not the same as educating naked malnourished South African orphans, or building green-powered homes for tsunami victims.
It’s just not the same.