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Almost there....

This past week as been a complete whirlwind. I feel like D and I have been going non-stop to get ready for the overseas fair while trying to stuff in as much fun as well. It feels like we have been going a hundred miles a minute. I just hope we haven't forgotten anything.

Monday we were able to go hear Al Gore speak on Global Warming. It was amazing. This seems to be such a controversial issue for some reason, but I really believe it only has the place in the political world that politicians have put it in. I don't think my stand on environmental issues has anything to do with what party I associate myself with. Instead, I think it has more to do with the responsibility I have to the world I live in. The things that we are being asked to do--using energy efficient light bulbs, limit the use of your air conditioner, carpool--are not things that are time-consuming, expensive, or that will drastically change our lifestyle. They are simple things that help to reverse the damage we are doing and might just save us some money in the long run. Okay---I'm off my soapbox. It was a great lecture and I left hopeful about what I specifically could do and with the desire to find out more.

The rest of the week has been spent getting ready for the fair that we are leaving for in four days. I was able to go shopping for a killer interview outfit (Thank you Melissa and Sarah!) and have almost completed my education portfolio. My sister, who is an amazing artist and has quite the eye for layout, has generously offered to help me with the final touches. There are still some things I have to add, student examples and some pictures of my classroom in action. I'm feeling pretty good about what D and I have accomplished and hope that we are not forgetting anything. I'm nervous, a bit overwhelmed, but completely at peace about this risk we are taking. I know our chances are slim, but they are there none the less. I am just excited to think what doors this experience will open for us.

Who knows what we will have the courage to do next.

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