  My 8th grade teacher, a frightfully large woman with hardened opinions, once rebuked a student during our history lesson for commenting that politics were boring. I watched as Mrs. G carried her weight with a new heaviness... she approached with fingertips outstretched to rest upon our desks as a general coming to inform his troops of sacrifice. My class teetered backwards in our chairs, straight-backed in anxious bewilderment as she hovered over our outgrown desks, her face taut with the grave message she must distill for our understanding. For a minute, it seemed my heart had stopped. It was the first real lecture I’d had in my life. The preacher across the street handing out pro-life signs never had the conviction raised within this middle-aged Italian woman, no, this woman was overcome with emotion as she ranted; spat; and declared her explanation for the struggles of our common American ancestry.
Each of us stared with bug-eyed wonderment, but it was the retreating figure of an old soldier taking a seat that seared her message to my young life. It was if the ancients had spoken. i swore to her that i would vote. and even if her points have all been debunked, demystified, and deconstructed a 100x in my mind. she was right. i should vote.
I should also know which candidates support my ideological war for peaceful respect and thoughtful bridges over borders; drawn or imagined. So, I've decided to take HRPR to the World. You see, in college, I had quite the culture shock. I came from a mid-western, single-sex Catholic schooling community. Yes, it was privileged and most of the time, I felt no one was making any sense. I was instantly a rebel.
A feminist determined to introduce more information then parental explanations to my classmates. In retrospect, I held a few underdeveloped political ideas, which I loved swirling around and inside my thoughts. But college was a whole new ballpark. I chose to study in GWU's Women in International Leadership program for the additional access it provided into DC's political landscape. My classmates alone represented the diversity of our small world. My closest friends were pulled from all continents and religions.
It was with these friends that I learned much practicality from the rhetoric of the classroom. Together, in our senior year, I pitched a few of them the idea of a PR firm loyal to the ideals of higher education and positive community-building. We called it Human Rights Public Relations. Our mission became to raise the profile of campus events designed to benefit a social or environmental cause through paid and earned media. We also united campus organizations under banner events when their goals were in synch. The benefits became significantly increased when members of various groups interacted more frequently and developed new ideas and programs for their organizations.
Near the same time, I successfully pitched the idea of GWU TV to a university vice-president. GWU TV would have been one major benefactor had the station gone up. Students were already registered with HRPR as organizers, actors, financial advisors, newscasters, and rappers; an immediate database for on-air talent and station developers. I graduated too soon with my dream internship to take this idea to fruition. Instead, I worked with A. S. in marketing and public relations at one of DC's top film production houses. Then, I trolled the Internet selling hotel rooms through dozens of sites across the country.
Solar energy was up next. I tried to protect the environment and develop good Native American press through building schools with solar energy. That was all before I began this blog. Now, I am going to re-establish HRPR at GWU and other colleges across the country. Calling upon my friends around the globe and the US, I hope we can engage students through their beliefs and show them how the personal is political. I want to help introduce students to their peers varied ways of thinking in hopes of opening minds while providing the access to the routes of express oneself; namely voting, but everyone has a worthy contribution to our worldview.
This is how I will repay Mrs. G, this is how; I want to get the vote out. 
