Spreading the Love

So the semester is winding down, which is such a relief for me. This has been one of the most stressful semesters of my school career and I only have three A's and two potential ones to show for it. I am finishing up my last project this night: an activism project for my Literature class (one of my A's). When first assigned this topic, I had no clue what I could do. Being so involved with For the Love of Africa, I felt that all of my community service hours were already occupied, so I couldn't get too close to any other topic.
I then reflected on issues that I could relate to and remembered how much I hated my life and myself throughout my years in middle school because it was so rough to adjust to a new life in Georgia at a public school. I also remembered just wanting someone to talk to-- to tell me that middle school is the worst, but high school and beyond would be so much better. I actually recall a conversation I had with one of my teachers that I was close with in Eighth grade, Mrs. Lupo. She told me that middle school was awful for her and that high school would be so much better-- no more awkwardness, no more weirdness, just positive growth. And that was exactly what I needed to hear.
This is where I got the idea for Spreading the Love-- the "club" I created for my activism project. It is simply based off of the thought that if girls have someone to tell them that everything will get better and that middle school is not the end of the world, then they will result to deviant behavior less, and have higher self esteems than those girls who have no one. I currently do not have the time or patience to foster this club, but I do hope that one day I will be able to create something similar to this and help those who need it.