“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
I lost the use of my hands in college. I could not write, type, or turn a doorknob. I was in excruciating pain all the time.
For two years, doctors could not figure out what was wrong. One told me I was making it up. Several told me that I would never heal.
I was raised believing that hard work could get me anywhere – but for the first time, it couldn’t. I was raised believing in self-reliance as the greatest virtue – but now, I needed help with almost everything.
While I had intellectually understood that life is not fair, for the first time I felt it.
I felt the frustration of facing barriers outside my control – some unavoidable, but many that were within people’s power to change.
Eventually, I found workarounds, like operating a mouse by foot and "typing" with voice recognition software. Eventually, after multiple surgeries, I healed. But I never forgot the lessons of those years. I gained a newfound determination to help people overcome the obstacles they cannot tackle alone, to give others the benefit of the doubt, and to understand that asking for help can be a strength, not a weakness. Now, I feel privileged when someone asks me to lend a hand.
— Lindsay McGregor
Each year we ask our classmates a straightforward, simple question taken from the lines of a poem by Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Mary Oliver.
We share with you intimate and candid responses to this question, "Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"
Concept and photography:
Tony Deifell, MBA '02
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