A young woman named Sofia Totti, the captain of the girls' basketball team at the school, introduced me.Īnd then something unexpected happened. (Lucky for me, athletic ability was not required for entry to the event.) We gathered at a local school, joined by dozens of young women athletes, all of us assembled on a stage beneath a giant banner that read dare to compete, the title of the film. In March of that year, I went to New York City to join Billie Jean King at an event promoting a documentary about Title IX and women in sports. It was an incredibly difficult decision, and I needed a push. Would I be able to earn the trust of New Yorkers? Would I make a good candidate? Did I have what it takes? But I was used to getting onstage and talking about the virtues of someone else. Sure, I'd campaigned all over the country, for my husband and for other candidates. No First Lady had ever before sought public office. In fact, reading the newspaper or watching television, it seemed that the only person in the world not convinced I would run was me.īut there were so many things to consider. And there is one in particular that stands out in my mind.Įarly in 1999, speculation was growing that I would enter the U.S. Of course, I still have to choose one moment to share-that's the deal. Whether as a mother or First Lady or United States senator, I find every day seems to bring new and unexpected insights and understanding. I've been blessed with a life filled with wonderful experiences-and epiphanies. Choosing a single Aha! moment is nearly impossible.
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