So many of my entries are more about me and less about the world around me. To be honest sometimes this makes complete sense, since the site is about me, but then there are other times when I feel that’s I’m being a little bit narcissistic. That’s why I think I like to write about things that I do to help others. About three weeks ago I started teaching English to some of the workers here from India. These guys are kind of considered by the average person to be poorly treated in many regards. They live in single rooms with on average five other workers, at what the rest of us call, “labor camps.” I’ve heard many different stories about their pay and circumstances, and it’s not my purpose to make a political comment about their situations, I just want to say that I want to help if I can.
It’s rewarding to feel like I’m making someone else’s life a little bit better.
So it’s something about AUD’s administration that it believes that the bigger the name of the visitor, the better the image for the school. I don’t think anyone could argue with the logic, except to say, that maybe the money it cost to bring the former President of the United States to the school could possibly be used for other things…
Bill Clinton spoke to the AUD student body for about 1 hour and then left. While leaving, I decided to see if I could meet him on his way out. So I went down to the first floor, I was originally on the second, and there he was shaking hands. There really wasn’t much of a hassle at all. I waited for about 3 minutes and shook his and said hello. It seems almost surreal that I got to shake a president’s hand, almost as if it’s really not that impressive. In fact I feel kind of stupid just mentioning it, but in the bigger picture, I don’t think I’ve ever met a mayor, governor, senator, or anyone else in any particular important role in government before. Now within five months I’ve spoken to and shook the hands of Colin Powell and Bill Clinton. So I guess I think I want to mention it.




So The Fleeting Moment is long since done and all the work has taken its rightful place leaning against the wall or hidden somewhere out of the way. The only thing that remained uncompleted was the interview that PBS did on the exhibition. So in an desperate attempt to prolong my need to go into the office to do some paperwork, I decided to see if it was up on the PBS.org website… it was.
