[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text letter_spacing=””]From the very first day of school, Fernanda was my favorite. An energetic and yet contemplative 7-year-old, she had stolen my heart as well as most of my pencils. She was a star student and a little bit of a diva; her English skills were rivaled only by her confidence. The yellow clips she...
During today’s work hauling bags of sand to the roof, the team experienced the slow grind of commitment. At the end of the day we discussed the feelings we experienced during our work. We described a mutual feeling of something pushing us to continue despite urges to quit. Reflecting on the day helped me realize...
