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My First Gig Speaking on Behalf of NASA!

Last week I had an opportunity to represent NASA; I gave a presentation at Rice University for a Physics Camp for girls! I probably spent way to much time preparing, but duty was calling...I thought back to my high school years and how much I would have soaked in someone coming to talk from NASA. I talked to them about my journey - eventually ending up at my dream job. I told them how I use physics everyday in my job, and finally, some thoughts for the future - especially if they were interested in an engineering career. 

I tried to stress the importance of mentors - "find a mentor and tell them your goals," I said. "There will be tough times in college, and you may even contemplate quitting, but your mentors will remind you why you started in the first place." I even offered them my contact information in case I could be any help!

I know they won't remember the physics of Control Moment Gyroscopes, but I hope they remember that girls can make it in engineering - and not just make it, but thrive. Heck, they can fly the International Space Station (sorry, I'm still just so dang proud of that one ;-). If engineering is really what they want to do then it doesn't matter what the statistics say about men vs. women - and better yet, they have an opportunity to sway the statistics the other way! 

I'm so excited for these girls, they have an amazing future ahead and I'm so thankful that I got to be a small sliver of it!




PS: if you want me to come represent NASA at your event, submit an application via NASA's Speaker's Bureau and request me as the speaker!!

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  1. SO COOL! If I was still teaching middle school I would do everything in my power to get you to speak. I still am a little in awe that I know someone doing such incredible things. Now I'm going to cross my fingers that my daughter will want to go to physics camp someday.

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