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Day 91: Trying to get a rise out of you, I was the one who fell.

I read Sonnet 91 in the car this morning en route to my favorite Starbucks. Once there, I wrote a message to Iman about college, a message to Daniel about life, and a message to Laura about Daniel.

I really value this quiet morning time, and it was lovely to spend this morning's in the "company" of three of my favorite people. On the metro, I read a Time article by Fareed Zakaria entitled "When Will We Learn?" The piece identifies hard work and good teachers as the two factors most invaluable to an effective education system, and is written in Zakaria's enjoyable, easy-to-read style. I really recommend this six-minute read.

Work today was quite a hustle! Vera is in the process of collecting the components needed to renew Sasha Bruce Youthwork's licensure as a Child Placement Agency. This process is harder than it seems, as the paperwork and documentation is all over the place, and sometimes difficult to locate even once one knows where to find it.

So most of today consisted of running between the office and the admin building fetching files and compiling them into a coherent application. It was a really great insight into how no matter the size of a corporation, paperwork is a must!

At noon, I met with Renee to discuss Papa's World Bank team retreat at Sasha Bruce. (I am SO excited!) It looks like we have a plan for volunteers to help out at the main office, as well as two of the residential programs nearby (one for court-involved boys and one for teen mothers). Can't wait!

Returning from self-declared snacktime up the street, I ran into Jess, whom I had just been texting a few minutes ago! It was great to see my girl and ask her about her day in person before leaving the office.

Once home, I wrote a few more eccentric messages to Laura before contacting 17 of my subscribers to teach them to activate their subscriptions. (To clarify, after entering your email address in the box on the right, you must await an email from "Ratna's 365 Gap Days." After the message arrives, you must click the activation link for your subscription to commence. Thank you for subscribing!)

I look forward to a hot shower and a hotter dinner before beddy-bye!


  1. Thanks for passing on the Zakaria article. It is a good summary of our current crisis, but it seems so fatalistic! Here are the problems...and there are no easy solutions, have a nice day. So I guess my question is: Do schools like FHS inherently increase the problem by recruiting the top teachers (Chang, Covington, Krug, etc)? How do we get people like them to want to teach in the schools with the highest need?


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