Fade into the scene, a small crowded courtroom filled to the brim with mock trial participants heatedly debating whether my fictional client committed first degree reckless homicide. A particularly virulent opponent is questioning her witness. She is flummoxed, requiring a vital print out of evidence when, impulsively, my binder snaps open and I hand her the necessary document. My teammates chortle because this is classic Michaela: a girl so unfailingly helpful and good-natured that she helps out a stranger competing against her without a thought. My parents have always been a phenomenal example of helping out in the community for me. As soon as I was able, I began to volunteer for the library because of them. I instructed, inspired, and
