Dubious Indeed

When I first met Kimmi on that sunny, cold Friday morning I had no idea what I was in for. You might say I got blindsided. Sure, our mutual friend Beth told me that Kimmi was wicked smart and had this killer idea for a non-profit. But the woman sitting across from me was a supercharged powerhouse.

I really wasn’t in the mood. I was tired and cranky, and my mind was on another meeting I had yet to prepare for. Still, I could feel her energy lift me. Her passion filled the corner of the cafe where we were seated. I surrendered. I really had no choice.

Kimmi started to explain that she wanted to start a non-profit to teach emotional intelligence skills to young boys, from 4-12 years old. “What a great idea,” I said. “There must be dozens of programs like that out there.”

Silence.

After a beat she explained that she’d done her research and the only programs she found are for boys in high school and older.

I was dubious. I consider myself somewhat of an expert in emotional intelligence and I was almost certain there were programs for younger boys. I started to mansplain to Kimmi and she stopped me. She challenged me to find such a program. I took the bait and told her I would email her the fruits of my research on Monday morning.

Today is Monday morning. There are no such programs. Kimmi is on to something.

Thank you, Beth!