Life is not fair to everyone. On one hand, there are people who have got every luxury in life; on the other hand, there is a wide percentage of people who lack basic amenities. Although we all come across poor and needy people during our daily lives but only a few have the courage to stand for them. Jennifer Douglas Abubakar is one such person, the founder of the Gede Foundation. She helps society by helping the unprivileged, poverty-stricken, needy people by arranging high-quality treatment and care in HIV/AIDS, research, advocacy, and training.
A collection of short stories focusing on uplifting things among the grey of everyday life.
This is a poem written for my mother, who has been having memory challenges.DAUGHTERBy Kelly Williams, 10/9/15Do you remember me?I am the soul that connected with your soul When you were just a young womanI took form and sought refuge in your fertile earthWhere it was warm and safeMy music was the sound of your heart beating from the insideMy world was peace-filled, and I was comfortedThen, I came into the world like a flash of lightningAnd changed your life foreverI am the seed which you watered with your love and guidanceSo that I could grow to be healthy and strongYour wisdom kept me grounded so that I wouldn'tBlow away in the blustery wind and be uncared forWith each sunrise, every moon, and each season, I changedGetting taller and fuller and more colorfulUntil, finally, I blossomed into the young womanThat I was meant to beIn time, a soul would connect with my soul so that,Like you, I could cultivate new life and help it to thriveBy God's grace, I would plant two more timesThen nurture all of my seedlings just as you had done for meAnd they would grow tall and strong and resilientDeveloping exactly the way they were intended to My world was complete, and I felt truly blessedHow proud you were of my ability to produce a healthy harvestYour pride brought me honor that I had not earnedFor it was not instinct, but observation that taught me what to doI learned, Sweet Woman, from watching youOne day, my seeds will plant seeds of their own,And water them with compassion and encouragementJust like we didAll because you watered your garden with love.Thank you for that. I love you Mom!!
Michi And William.Once upon a time in a small, accepting town, there lived a boy named William. He was an open-hearted and empathetic young man who had always embraced the diversity around him. William had a loving family that had instilled in him the values of kindness and acceptance from a young age.One sunny day, as he was walking through the town park, William noticed a group of kids gathered around a bench near the pond. As he got closer, he saw a boy with vibrant blue hair sitting there, reading a book. The boy's name was Mich, short for Michael, and he had recently moved to the town.Mich was a transgender boy who had faced his share of challenges growing up. Moving to a new place was daunting for him, but he was determined to live authentically and find a community that would accept him for who he was.William couldn't help but be captivated by Mich's striking appearance and the air of mystery that surrounded him. However, he didn't want to intrude, so he continued his walk through the park, but he couldn't get Mich out of his mind.Over the next few weeks, William often found himself in the park, hoping to catch another glimpse of Mich. They exchanged brief smiles and nods as they passed each other, but it wasn't until a local charity event that their paths truly crossed.The charity event was a community fair, and both William and Mich volunteered to help. They found themselves working at the same booth, selling raffle tickets for a good cause. As they spent hours side by side, striking up conversations and sharing stories, they discovered a deep connection that transcended words.William was drawn to Mich's resilience and courage in embracing his true self, and Mich admired William's genuine kindness and unwavering support for everyone he met. They quickly became inseparable, spending their free time exploring the town, trying new foods, and enjoying each other's company.
È sotto un salice che lo incontra per la prima volta.Capelli di un castano così caldo, così chiaro sotto quel Sole di giugno, da sembrare miele; un viso spigoloso, pieno di ombre, così sature in quel giorno limpido; gli occhi più azzurri del cielo, più familiari di quelli di sua madre, occhi che potrebbe passare una vita ad osservare - o che ha già osservato per una vita, più lunga però? -, occhi in cui potrebbe sprofondare, essere soffocato da quell'azzurro così puro, così vivo, ed esserne comunque contento.E quelle labbra, Dio, quelle labbra: labbra da mordere, labbra da assaporare particella per particella sulle propria lingua - ed eccolo lì, un sapore sulle labbra - un ricordo? - la cosa più dolce che abbia mai sentito.Harry è ancora confuso dalla familiarità di quel viso, da quelle lievi occhiaie che non appartengono a quel viso perfetto, quando gli scappa un: "Ci conosciamo?".Il ragazzo sembra pensarci un attimo, litigare con sé stesso silenziosamente; all'improvviso sembra molto stanco, esausto, come se avesse vissuto mille vite."Sì," dice, e la sua voce è velluto, "Sì, ci conosciamo, Harry. È la mia dodicesima volta."
Since moving to his new apartment a few months ago, Taehyung had seen him often. He did it by accident, of course. The man was one of his neighbors and he happened to be very handsome and lovely. Taehyung thinks he's a masterpiece of God. They live in the same building.And Taehyung really wanted to know him... ~ One shot/ short story.WARNING and DISCLAIMER: Some of my stories are probably offensive, disturbing and triggering for some people. It's not always sunshine and rainbows. It's not everyone's cup of tea. It's dark and gloomy.Ranking:#9 in Barbecue
https://www.banxia.co/261_261137/Brief introduction of the works:After six years, Pei Xi realized that he was actually wearing a book.She slipped into a skeptical novel she had chased, and the most unfortunate thing was that she wore the ex-girlfriend of the male protagonist who appeared only in the memory part of the book.If it is only the ex-girlfriend, it will be punished, but this ex-girlfriend is the unlucky egg who was killed by the murderer on the wedding day with the male protagonist.The novel is still in the series, and Pei Xi has no idea who killed him.Looking at the getting closer and closer marriage, Pei Xi only thought about how to break up with the male protagonist possessed by Conan smoothly.[No heart no lungs natural slag, very much love their own heroine VS early gentle and calm, empathetic, late high cold and indifferent, hidden restraint of affectionate male protagonist]1. Male matching many, are over-the-eye smoke, this article 1V1, female scum, abuse of male protagonist, male protagonist affectionate, love female protagonist.2. Unorthodox doubts love text, the Lord loves, doubts are adversity.3. Set to re-modify, do not trust the author's previous reply.4. If there is any logical loophole, welcome to correct it, the author will actively modify it.
This story is about going camping and meeting the love of your life. But, will you be the only one to fall in love, or is Love in the Air?
Nothing is ever as it seems. Ghosts in people lives are unseen to you and me, but to them they are very real. 16 year old Ricky Samples knows this. She was on her normal routine to visit her cancer stricken mother in the hospital.But this time she got lost, and ran into a beautiful black haired boy who was also staying at the hospital, as Ricky assumed, for a terminal illness.She stays and talks to him, and between them an impossible romance blossoms.But they are both hiding a secret, and when the unimagineable happens, will they stick together or fall apart?