To my left, a well-dressed woman’s eyes got red and wet as
Monica Lewinsky described her suicidal thoughts from years ago. I quickly retreated
to the lobby to recover my sanity at the free cookie cart. Half of the
Philadelphia Mayor’s office was in attendance to support this event as a “city revitalization
effort”. They debated whether the Summit’s Wiz Khalifa and Afrojack concert last
night was profitable. We returned to the ballroom to witness an oddly cellulite
and breast implant ridden fashion show. My serious attention was only grabbed
back by Sara Blakely, the inventor of Spanx. How did she grow a billion dollar
company from only 5,000 dollars of savings and manage to keep 100% business
ownership? The question bugged me while I kicked around the energy-harnessing soccer
ball my new friend Jessica invented for rural students to power their reading
lights. No one here is normal. And then, Malala entered the ballroom. This
short, visibly awkward teenager who lives a double life—handing in homework one
day and accepting the Nobel Prize the next—spoke powerfully about education. My
eyes were not wet, but my heart was on fire. I believe Malala looked directly at me: "Education is the key to ending
poverty globally. We must continue our work."
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