03/10/2026
I had an activity. They had a vision. This is what happened.
Each girl gets 6 chips. On each one, she writes something she sees in one of her group members, something real, something true.
Anonymous. No names attached to who wrote what. Just the message.
At the end, every girl walks away with a bag full of reflections from people who have only known her for 8 weeks. No history. No agenda. Just what they actually noticed.
That’s the power of a near-stranger’s mirror- it’s clean. They haven’t decided who you are yet. They’re just watching. And sometimes that’s exactly the reflection you need.
Yesterday was our final middle school session. Some of these girls are “graduating” out and will be moving on to the High School group. I’m reminded, like I always am at the end, that the group becomes something none of us could have built alone.
Turns out you really are all that, and a bag of chips. 💎