From Udari Liyanage:
I
hope you are doing well. I still remember the story of your son. Like I did
last year, I wanted to give back to the community this year also. I bought a
bunch of food from my money and gave it away to my friends. It felt good. I hope
you and your family will have a nice break. Stay strong:)
From Frank Green and Sally Campbell:
Dear
Thelonius Fueglein,
I just bought Kid Goats for you.
I just bought Kid Goats for you.
Oxfam Unwrapped: It's part of OxfamAmerica's exciting gift program that gives in two ways: by providing a symbolic
gift for you as well as by supporting people in need.
For herding families, goats are hardy
investment. Kid goats cost less than adults, so buying a pair along with their
mother is a way to invest in the future while saving some "doe". That
savings can help pay for some human kids education – – – and the mini-goats
teach responsibility, too, as the youngest members of their community are often
charged with their care. The proceeds from your gift support Oxfam America's
efforts to create lasting solutions to poverty, hunger, and injustice. Together
with individuals and local groups in more than 90 countries, Oxfam saves lives,
helps people overcome poverty, and fights for social justice.
From Jane Sun:
I
only grow out my hair to donate 10 inches to Locks of Love. This
happens every year-and-a-half to two years. Though this act may not be
random, I am dedicating this donation to Theo.
happens every year-and-a-half to two years. Though this act may not be
random, I am dedicating this donation to Theo.
From Jalynn Byrd:
The
random act of kindness I did was, I helped my friend finish her final art
project. She had an hour left before her class that the project was due in and
she wasn't even halfway done. I helped her sit and cut out over a hundred color
pallets from Lowe's. I glued down cotton balls and and the color pallets to her
project while she cut out more. We ended up finishing the project just in time
for her to get to her class.
From Katie Allen:
I gave a cookie to a homeless man.
From
Lynn Welton:
Jamie
and Karla, I made a donation in Theo's memory to Noah's Children.
From Matt Clingempeel:
Tasha and I sold our house at end of
July, or at least we thought we did. We moved out on our closing date because
we needed to get our daughter into the school she would be attending for
kindergarten. Needless to say, we did not close on our closing date. A little
hiccup we were sure. No. Three months later we never sold our house because the
buyer could not get her financing approved. She never told us why the entire
time we were paying two mortgages. It seemed awful to us, to be led on in such
a way, to be told every week that this is the week you are going to close. Then
we found out. Soon into buying our house, she learned she was going to lose her
job. She applied for numerous positions in her company but was unable to secure
one of them. She was without a home and a job now. I sent her a Christmas card
telling her that we hope she is well and that things are looking up for her. (I
hope she had a forwarding address set up!) I don’t know how many times I need to
learn that while things seem bad for me, I never know how bad they are for
someone else. I know it wasn’t much, but I hope it made her feel better about
everything.
Theo and Lula are beautiful names. I am sorry for your
loss.
From Lindsay Chudzik:
I
volunteered to teach a novel writing workshop to middle school students in the
Philadelphia School District who might not have the creative opportunities they
experienced over the 10-week class had it not been for the amazing non-profit
that helps organize these writing and critical thinking workshops for them.
Though I am very busy with my full-time job and adding another class on top of
my already heavy load wasn't easy at times, the Sunday afternoons I spent with
these students were always the best part of my week. Seeing how excited they
were to write and learn, how ecstatic they were when I brought in a guest
speaker who happened to be a YA author we were reading together, made every
second of my prep time worth it. Yesterday was our last day and, already, I
miss the students. I've signed up to teach another workshop this Spring.
Best,
Lindsay
Best,
Lindsay
2 comments:
My baby boy is the same age as Theo. Karla and I were preggers at the same time. Chrissy/Christopher is 7, almost 8, and I wish that they were the best of friends. Theo was the spitting image of his daddy. He lived too hard a life. The beauty is that he reassured me that although there is no rhyme or reason to suffering, there is Grace. His parents and relatives and friends know it. He was born with it. When we search hard to find it, it comes when we least expect it. Thank you, Theo. Merry Christmas.
Thank you for that Michele--I wish they were best of friends too. And yes, Theo was full of Grace. xoxox
So much love to you and Danny & Chrissy.
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