I
have a chart on which I measure human niceness and compassion, at the bottom of
the pile you have your Professor Umbridges and Saurons of the world and as you
move further up you have your Colonel Browns and Michael Scotts, etc. Before
this year, I believed that list peaked with Allie Gregory (if you don’t know
her that is very unfortunate, but suffice to say she is so kind it hurts). Liz
Graves might just have her beat.
I first encountered Liz on a speech
and debate tournament my sophomore year. A trip that will go down in history as
“That One Time I Had the Plague and Spent Most of My Time Throwing Up and
Crying While Debating” (TOTIPSMMTU for short (I’m quite fond of acronyms that
are harder to use than the phrase they represent)).
So
my first impression on Liz was, for sure, not a good one. It also doesn’t help
that I become a really big assferret when I’m sick and am generally not
pleasant to be around. Liz however, never failed to be there for me. She had
some Tylenol and Pepto-Bismol in her bag which is actually why I survived that
weekend and always checked in on me to make sure that I was okay. (Thank you,
by the way, Liz if you happen to be reading this. You are actually the best).
Liz
takes great care to make sure that everyone around her is happy, she congratulates
everyone at speech and debate tournaments no matter how badly they did (one
time I got sixth place (out of a whopping total of six people) and she made a
point to tell me how well I’d done and how proud she was of me), she never puts
someone down because their opinion is different than hers. She should be
universally accepted as the best person that has ever existed (besides maybe
J.K. Rowling).
If
she was a color she’d be mint green, because she’s always refreshing to be
around and although mint green isn’t doing to win a “color of the year award”,
it is universally accepted as the best color (that metaphor got a little
jumbled about halfway through that sentence but I’m not going to bother
rewriting it).
I
don’t know the career aspirations of Liz so I can’t accurately tell you exactly
where she’s going to end up (unfortunately I’m not Professor Trelawney) but
whatever she ends up doing, she’ll be doing it well. Her determination, ingenuity,
and kindness are going to get her very far.
In
the threeish years that I have been aware of Liz’s existence I only have one
complaint: Liz, I do not have a Gryffindor beanie, I have a Hufflepuff beanie.
I would never be caught dead wearing the Gryffindor colors.
correction: TOTIHtPaSMoMTTUaCWD
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