Kids with Compasses
I was heading home from a meeting last night and I saw these kids. They were nearing the end of the day’s Hunter Training Course.
The sunset and the emerging-from-winter relative warmth, and the close proximity to other kids, had them all chattering and laughing like a group of kids do. Most of them were looking at little compasses. Part of the training is finding your way out of the woods.
Politics is a weird thing. It should be about policy and about what’s best for the people. But if you want to represent the people you have to sell yourself.
This scene of kids reminds me why I’m getting involved. We’re all just trying to find our way out of the woods; or our way back in, as the case may be.
What I’ve come to learn is that there are mechanisms in place in this state and across the country that profit off of scrambling our compasses and knocking them out of our hands.
I want to help make it easier for these kids. I want to make sure they have water and safety and prosperity and fun.
These kids have ideas. Can’t wait to see what they do.
I’ll keep this picture close.