Daring to Ask

This weekend, I'm attending a conference hosted by The Learning Annex. I have already heard George Foreman speak and loved every minute of it. I skipped Tony Robbins and Erik Estrada (saw him on stage and was not impressed). Tomorrow, I'm getting up very early to see Jack Canfield, rush to church, then back for an afternoon of additional speakers. My main purpose in going back is to see Donald Trump, not because I'm a fan or because I like how he does his hair, but because he's having an hour of Q&A after his speech.

I am going to find a way to ask him a question that has nothing to do with real estate, The Apprentice or motivation. I want to ask him to financially support the Rockwall-Heath High School band's trip to New York City to perform at Carnegie Hall next Spring. They are one of only 12 bands in the country who have been asked to perform. You probably guessed this, but my oldest daughter is in the band.

What makes the invitation all the more poinant, is that the school is brand new - so new that there aren't even seniors this year. This is only the second year the school has even had a band. They've already played in Dallas' Neiman Marcus Parade and they have won dozens of contests and competitions - one even in another state. They've been highlighted on the news (which is one thing if you live in a town of 1200 and something entirely different when you live in the Dallas-Ft. Worth area) and are sending a very large slate of students to state competition next week (yes, my daughter is performing a solo and is also in an ensemble).

Next year, the school will have seniors and will, for the first time, have a full slate of students (200 or so). I can't imagine how they will sound as they are so amazing now. Anyway, all those students need to get to NYC and that's not cheap, thus my request for Donald Trump.

I know, I lose nothing by asking, even if he says "no". I know that if I am going to have a chance for him to say "yes", he has to be asked. I know that I have to "no holds barred" go for what I want.

That doesn't mean I won't be shaking in my boots tomorrow evening when I find my way to a microphone.

So, now I am accountable to you. I'll report back with the results as soon as I can.

~Carla

(maybe I can start shaking early and get it over with)