Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts

Sunday, 23 May 2010

American boy, 13, breaks Everest record

A 13-year-old American became the youngest climber to ever summit Mount Everest on Saturday. Jordan Romero's journey was tracked through GPS coordinates on his blog, logging his team's ascent up Everest, which is 29,028 feet (8,847 meters) above sea level.

"Their dreams have now come true," a statement on Jordan's blog said. "Everyone sounded unbelievably happy."

Read the full story here...
http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/asiapcf/05/22/teen.mount.everest/index.html

Saturday, 20 March 2010

My first experience of India

2 weeks in India from Michael Roberts on Vimeo.

Monday, 15 March 2010

Link: Make Poverty History

Saturday, 30 January 2010

Children Full of Life

Tuesday, 22 December 2009

For the Man Who Hated Christmas

It’s just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past ten years or so.

It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas--oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it--overspending... the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma---the gifts given in desperation because you couldn’t think of anything else.

Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties and so forth. I reached for something special just for Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way.

Read the full post here...
http://www.helpothers.org/story.php?sid=7893

Monday, 30 November 2009

Tell Me Why

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

If You Really Pay Attention

When I was a little bitty kiddy, about five, my Dad began a process … anytime somebody came and said something to us, my dad would say, "You remember what he said, honey girl?” I would tell my father what the person said until I got so good at it that I could repeat verbatim even long presentations of what the person had said.

And he did this all the time.

Finally, one day there was this old gentleman, Richard Thompson. I still remember his name, he lived across the street. And every time my Dad started to mow the lawn, there came Mr. Thompson. And so I would stand out there.

Read the full post here... http://www.ijourney.org/?tid=654

Monday, 31 August 2009

A Baby's Unconditional Trust and Love

We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, 'Hi.' He pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.

Read the full post at http://www.helpothers.org/story.php?sid=14402

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

PS22 Chorus - "You just feel it!"

Saturday, 25 July 2009

The girl who silenced the world for 5 minutes