At one time I was giving money to an organization called "Care". The money went to educate young girls in another country (do not recall what country for I lost interest). After several donations, the organization sent me an invitation to become a member. In return, this is how it appeared to me, (not too smart in large corporation financial things), anyway, the money was put in like a large "pool", kinda like gambling, it seemed to me, and then a portion was returned to the donators and a percentage was given to the young girls. To me, that just didn't seem right. It seemed a better idea, for people who could afford to donate, just donate, without getting anything moneywise in return. That way, it seemed to "even out" the rich with the poor. In other words, "their way" seemed the rich getting richer whereas the poor still struggling. Maybe I am wrong. But, today, when I got home, there was yet another invitation left on my answering machine wanting me to attend an upcoming telephone conference with this organization. Again, I declined.
Just got home from my daughter's school talent show. These young kids were amazing! It cost $2.00 to attend. What did I get in return? Fabulous entertainment!!! What did the school get...more money to buy equipment/supplies needed to perform. Also, truly enjoyed the teenager's poem. That was a first for me. He sat on stage and read his poem. It was about his feelings of today's "times". Alot about pushing for "Obama", which no one in that audience shrieked. More applausing than anything else. Same as when the student who was emceeing (sp?) the show expressed his own views...yes Obama rocks there! Nashville School of the Arts - yes, truly freedom to be...
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About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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