A 13 year old girl stood on the podium and talked about how she was HIV positive, and how her parents were HIV positive and suffering from AIDS-related illnesses. She talked about the dreams that kids have, when they are affected by HIV and AIDS. The speech itself was the most touching aspect of the whole night, but more so was the family in front of me who silently cried while she talked. While I had spent moments of the opening ceremonies being cynical, questioning concepts, criticizing leaders for their rhetoric… maybe my attitude is overly cynical to be participating here. This is a personal battle for so many people, and I have lost that direct passionate feeling somewhere. My only hope is that I might find it again here.