The students of The John Green School in Rural Bangladesh have a message for the world - and there’s only 24 hours left to hear them. They want you to vote for them and their story in the Webby Awards. Why? Because they can’t do so themselves.

Voting ends 11:59 pm on Thursday, Pacific Time (Los Angeles)


Here’s the latest update on the status of The John Green School. If you’ve been following me on Twitter, you know that there have been a few hurdles which have delayed the construction of this school.

The first was the issue of land. A villager who wanted to donate land backed out. This raised the cost of building the school because - initially - we thought we’d have to buy land. But, in the weeks since, we’ve been able to get permission to use this piece of land (albeit in another village that also needs a school). The problem? As you can see (first photo), it’s a sunken piece of land and needs to be filled in, landscaped, and leveled before construction can begin. Estimates say this will cost a little over $6,000 USD. Far cheaper than buying land though. 

The second delay was that, working with engineers Caritas Internationalis, we redesigned the school to make it more resistant to tornadoes that occur in the region. Version 2.0 of The John Green School had a staircase built into the school in case there was ever a need (later on) to expand the school into a two story building. However, this staircase can be added later on just as easily. So Version 3.0 of The John Green School (second photo) does not have the staircase. This saves about $5,000 USD.

Despite these cost-saving measures, we’re still short of being able to fully start construction. And, once construction commences, there will be the need to fundraise for other things to help ensure The John Green School will be able to help the community it serves for years and decades after it’s been built. 

And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was paper, but the memories were not. All the things I’d done here, all the love and pity and compassion and violence and spite, kept welling up inside me. These whitewashed cinder-block walls. My white walls. Margo’s white walls. We’d been captive in them for so long, stuck in their belly like Jonah.
—  Paper Towns || John Green 

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