is what a group of my schoolmates once wrote with chalk on the main road. They thought it was a nice way of showing their love to their fellow students and the inhabitants of the little village where the school is located. The teachers, on the other hand, did not appreciate their colorful piece of art very much. In fact, I think my schoolmates were even punished for being so impulsive and for damaging public property. I don't believe in miracles, but I do believe that it's up to us to make the world a better place. I am still wondering what my part in all this is and I am increasingly convinced that my time is yet to come. Nevertheless, I am extremely grateful to (have) be(en) part of this amazing world. 7 years ago (yes, 7 already!) I entered the UWC world as a (young, stubborn, nerdy, self-conscious and yet extremely sociable, passionate and crazy) student, in a fortnight I'll go back and be "on the other side", helping to select new students who are passionate, stubborn and crazy just like me.
If you are wondering what it's like, have a look at: https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/the-uwc-spirit-the-first-documentary-about-the-united-world-colleges-movement#home
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