Camera’s Back, Made A New Friend
5:30PM Today was the reason why were here, YFEST 2008. It was a little smaller than I thought it was going to be, but fun nonetheless. There were dancers, hip-hop artists, and some amazing high school speakers. Hearing about what these kids do – most no more that sixteen (16) or seventeen (17) – floors me. Even if older generations don’t get their act together and start making real change a reality, although I hope they do, I have full faith that us young folk can straighten the ship out.
This is about to sound really weird, but my biggest take away from this afternoon will be a song by Jewel. Yes, that crazy Alaskan got to me today. One of the student perfomances was a young woman who sang “Hands” (video below), and she was great. I know you are probably thinking, “What did those hippies do to Sam?!” But I promise, I still have all my wits about me. It was the chorus.
My hands are small, I know
But they are not yours
They are my own
And I am never broken
The theme of this year’s YFEST was the “Power of One” – no relation to the book or movie. But in the context of that line of thinking, the thought that my hands can do great change was pretty moving for me. Starting a movement is great, but highly improbable. Leading thousands of people to change their way of thinking isn’t really plausible. But I can doing great things with my own hands. Even though they are pretty small.

