I love origin stories and I especially love this one.
I was sixteen, living in a tiny Midwestern town and determined to go to Europe. I didn’t have money and in that rural environment, received no encouragement from my friends or teachers. Nonetheless, I researched relentlessly until I learned about the Rotary Club International’s Rotary Youth Exchange program, which funds and facilitates international student travel. After making a (perhaps not entirely sincere) presentation to the Rotarians about how I wanted to be an ambassador of friendship to promote international peace, the Rotarians agreed to sponsor me and in short order a Dutch host family was found for me. I was to spend the summer with an English-speaking family in Amsterdam. Bliss!
And then, about two weeks before I was to leave, I received devastating news: my Dutch family had cancelled, and unfortunately my trip was cancelled too. I feel sorry for those nice people at the Rotary club, because…
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