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Maisie Coburn

Maisie is passionate about educating the next generation about the effects that unethical business practices have on the environment, the business community, and society. She is involved in The Chocolate Project, a grade school curriculum she developed with her father and a family friend that uses the chocolate trade, art and entrepreneurship to educate students about what happens when businesses don't value nature. For the past two years she has collaborated with teachers and students in the New York City public school system to see the project through its pilot phase and revise the curriculum and is currently in the process of seeking funding opportunities and ways to expand the project's reach and impact. Her goals for the year are to expand her worldview in order to be a more empathetic and conscious human being and leader, become fluent in Spanish, and get out of her comfort zone as much as possible. Her favorite quote is "The older we get the more we realize how little we know."

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morning walk

Maisie Coburn

2015-09-11

September 9th, 2015   I walk in the shadow of mountains. Turning the corner they rise before me, big and green and crowned sparsely with clusters of telephone poles and satellite dishes. My lunch box bumps against my thigh with each step and breakfast sits heavily in my stomach. There is a small round hole...

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dinner

Maisie Coburn

2015-09-11

September 7th, 2015   The three of us sat around the kitchen table watching La sombra de Helena. Pauli ate ramen noodles with canned tuna and mayonnaise; Magi sipped coffee. I smeared a small, flat circle of corn bread that she had made for me the night before with peanut butter and Nutella and took...

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nap

Maisie Coburn

2015-09-11

September 6, 2015   My favorite thing is taking a nap later in the day. Falling asleep with the sun still blindingly bright and waking in the soft gray twilight.  The sky is overcast in the evenings in Quito, mixed with Cotopaxi’s ash and threatening of rain. The glow of the recently lit street lamps...

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plane

Maisie Coburn

2015-09-11

August 19th, 2015   Thirty-four thousand one hundred and five feet up, one thousand five hundred and twenty-two miles to go. A brisk negative 45 degrees Fahrenheit. Nothing but three inches of aluminum and hard plastic separating my cheek from the cold oxygen-starved Iowa stratosphere. As I look down at the cottony white clouds below...

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