Photo Courtesy of: Maire Claire Magazine
America Ferrera
Question: Tell us about the school you built in Mali? How would you encourage young girls to get involved in their community?
"The School I helped build is in a small village in Mali, Africa called Diassedeni."see full quote
Answer: The School I helped build is in a small village in Mali, Africa called Diassedeni. It's a far drive away from any other villages or cities and it's mostly surrounded by desert. The village is very poor and all the women work hard all day to help feed the whole village and tend to the few livestock and crops that they have. There are village elders and a village Chief who welcomed us when we first arrived and gave us permission to spend time in their current school that was falling apart. When we left the village, the elders gifted us with 2 live chickens and 2 bunches of bananas to say thank you for the time we spent with them. There are so many organizations already established that do wonderful work and invite young women to participate and make a difference in their own communities or communities around the world. Some of these great organizations are listed on the back of one of my favorite books called HALF THE SKY. One of them is called Girls Helping Girls which was started by a 15 year-old girl from California. Researching these organizations might inspire you to start your own or get involved with one that already exists.
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Andy Samberg
Question: Can you make a song up about the word "macaroni?"
Macaroni!/ The 5th best pasta in the world/
Macaroni!/
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Answer: Macaroni!/ The 5th best pasta in the world/
Macaroni!/
Never trust it with your bank information/
Macaroni!/
It's the food of demons and czars!/
(repeat x40)
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Gail Simmons
Question: What is the first dish you ever made for someone else? Was it good?
"The first dish I remember making was scrambled eggs for my parents."see full quote
Answer: The first dish I remember making was scrambled eggs for my parents. For some reason I always cooked them over a double-boiler (a pot of simmering water with another pot stacked on top for the food to cook in). I am not sure why I cooked eggs this way, except that maybe it made it more difficult to burn them, so my mom thought it was safer. I had to stand on a kitchen stool to reach the stovetop because I was too small at the time to see over it, into the pot. The strangest part was that I would add raisins, cinnamon and sugar to my eggs and insist my parents eat it with me. I do not think they would have tasted very good at all. In fact, I am amazed my parents let me cook ever again after having to eat that! hide
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