Reflections of a Nonprofit Heart
ASU Lodestar Center
SEPTEMBER 20, 2011
I don’t remember why I was perched on a table in art class, but I do remember the drama of leaping between this bully and his victim. When I was a young teen, for example, my twin sister and a girlfriend would pass around a football during lunch hour. Without hesitating, I knew I had the power to stop the harassment.
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