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This Horse is a Trouper for Sure.

Meet Molly.

 She's a gray speckled pony who was abandoned by her owners when Katrina hit southern Louisiana, USA.

She spent weeks on her own before finally being rescued and taken to a farm where abandoned animals were 
stockpiled. While there, she was attacked by a pit bull terrier, and almost died. Her gnawed right front leg became infected and her vet went to LSU for help. But LSU was overwhelmed, and this pony was a welfare case. You know how that goes.

But after surgeon Rustin Moore met Molly, he changed his mind. He saw how the pony was careful to lie down on 
different sides so she didn't seem to get sores, and how she allowed people to handle her. She protected her injured
leg. She constantly shifted her weight, and didn't overload her good leg. She was a smart pony with a serious 
survival ethic.

Moore agreed to remove her leg below the knee and a temporary artificial limb was built. Molly walked out of the 
clinic and her story really begins there.

'This was the right horse and the right owner,' Moore insists. Molly happened to be a one-in-a-million patient. She's tough as nails, but sweet, and she was willing to cope with pain. She made it obvious she understood (that) she was in trouble. The other important factor, according to Moor, is having a truly committed and compliant owner who is dedicated to providing the daily care required over the lifetime of the horse.

Molly's story turns into a parable for life in post-Katrina Louisiana . The little pony gained weight, her mane felt a 
comb. A human prosthesis designer built her a leg. The prosthetic has given Molly a whole new life, Allison Barca DVM, Molly's regular vet, reports. And she asks for it! She will put her little limb out, and come to you and let you know that she wants you to put it on. Sometimes she wants you to take it off too.' And sometimes, Molly gets away from Barca. 'It can be pretty bad when you can't catch a three-legged horse', she laughs.

Most important of all, Molly has a job now. Kay, the rescue farm owner, started taking Molly to shelters, hospitals, 
nursing homes, rehabilitation centers. Anywhere she thought that people needed hope. Wherever Molly went, she showed people her pluck. She inspired people. And she had a good time doing it.

'It's obvious to me that Molly had a bigger role to play in life', Moore said, 'She survived the hurricane, she survived 
a horrible injury, and now she is giving hope to others.''She's not back to normal,' Barca concluded, 'but she's going to be better. To me, she could be a symbol for New Orleans itself.'

This is Molly's most recent prosthesis. The bottom photo shows the ground surface that she stands on, which has a smiley face embossed in it. Wherever Molly goes, she leaves a smiley hoof print behind.

You can read more about Molly at www.wildhorserescue.org/molly.htm

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West Africa Development Experience.



Mar 4, 2008
Positive News Issue

Building on the huge success of previous years events, and in response to demand, this is a unique opportunity to explore the full spectrum of African farming in the global market place and the role of organisations such as Concern Universal in the fight against poverty.

The 2009 West Africa Farm Experience will link 3 issues together: these will be simultaneously explored during the various visits, within the overall context of agriculture, horticulture and the sustainable livelihoods of people living in rural areas in the Gambia; 1) Climate change, 2) Alternative renewable energy (e.g. Bio-fuel) and the harnessing of carbon financing opportunities through effective collaboration between business and development organisations 3) Disaster risk reduction.

This experience is aimed at anyone with an interest in the issues surrounding global food production and the challenges facing developing countries. The high level of support provided by the organisers and good quality local accommodation and transport make this event ideal for those visiting Africa for the first time. Never has there been a more appropriate time to take part in the debate surrounding free trade. Danny Lawrence of BBC Radio says "This was  the most enriching trip I have ever been on. If you're busy trying to see the world, you won't get better guides than the CU staff."

By negotiating with buyers in the tourist industry, the team from Concern Universal have also created a market for the produce and by collecting, grading and delivering it, can ensurep producers a fair and consistent price. By taking part in workshops and discussions with buyers and chefs, this is your chance to make a direct contribution to this pioneering development project and help shape the future policy of a well-respected development agency.

For all enquires please contact
Catriona Lennox on 01432 355111
Email: catriona.lennox@concern-universal.org
Website: www.concern-universal.org

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The true significance of Hathor in the Egyptian creeds and myth.



Hathor the mother goddess who protects the newly born child for seven successive days until he/she becomes healthy and safe. The myth of the seven protective Hathors is often repeated in almost every birth-chapel and always ends with the seventh-day party where gods all are invited then Hathor would present her rattle-toy to the child. Modern Egyptians had inherited many of these traditions as they still to celebrate the seventh-day birth party and invites all families and neighbors, then the seven grain-seeds should be scattered on floor of the child's house. Also the rattle-toy is presented to the children. Probably the division of the week to be just seven days world wide is after Hathor patronage. The most charming figure for Hathor is the one that represent her melting with a woman face her triangular face, elongated eyes and ears next to a woman cheeks, chin and mouth.

THE MORAL QUESTION.

Earth is a planet like no other. It carries in it the beauty of generations, the strength of nations and the mark of a life time of endurance. Always I ask myself when are we going to put an end to this continuous torture and pain we put this mass of beauty through. Yes, everyone talks of climate change and what will happen in time if we do not change our lifestyles. Everybody seems to understand the consequences of our reckless use of scarce natural resources. However we fail to stop because most of us seem to have a clear understanding of times and is wise enough to know the most devastating effects will not occur in our life times.             

  However this is the moral question I wish to address in this article. Do we really have to be careless about the way we live because we may not live long enough to see or face the full consequences of our actions? That is the question we must ask and search deep into our hearts to find the answer. Let us peel out the thin film of greed, the shallow feeling of pride and go deep into our hearts and find love, love for the things we don’t see, love for the things we see and might never see again, love for our unborn children. If we do find within us these answers then we wouldn’t have the problem of climate change.

Sent in by Ndenge Godden Zama
Executive President.

AFREDECC, Head Office
Limbe
South West Province
Cameroon
Central Africa
Telephone: +(237)75894104
+(237)96854340

www.freetocharities.org.uk/afredecc
 ngo.afredecc@yahoo.co.uk

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It's dove at first sight

It's like a tale straight out of Disney. An abandoned baby monkey, close to death, is revived by the love of a bird. The 12-week-old macaque was rescued on Neilingding Island, in Guangdong Province, China, after being abandoned by his mother.

Taken to an animal hospital, he was weaned back to physical health but still showed little appetite for life. It was not until a fellow patient, a white pigeon, took him under her wing and showed him love and affection that he perked up.

The blossoming relationship helped to revive the baby macaque who has developed a new lease of life, say staff at the sanctuary. Now the unlikely duo are never far from each other's side.  Source : dailymail.co.uk

From Dominic. Wilayah Persekutuan Malaysia

www.unbelievablefacts.info

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Antoni Gaudi i Cornet.

1852-1926

  Born in 1852 in Reus (Camp de Tarragona) and son of a copper maker from Riudoms, from childhood Gaudí was an attentive observer of nature and felt attracted to its forms, colours and geometry. In 1868, he decided to study architecture in Barcelona , in a college dominated by neo-classical and romantic trends. Thus, his first architectural production swung between a reinterpretation of historical canons with oriental influence and the recovery of medieval events.

Despite his youth he received the first assignments from the ecclesiastic world and the bourgeoisie, who would always be his main clients. Among these, the Association of Devotees of Saint Joseph stands out as they commissioned him with the Expiatory Temple of the Sagrada Família (the cathedral of the modern Barcelona ). Of equal importance was the industrialist Eusebi Güell, the best client and essential patron, who entrusted him with the construction of a palace, the church for an industrial colony, some pavilions for his summer residence and a city-garden.

It appears that Gaudí achieved his greatest fame and renown in 1910, gaining the attention of some Americans who asked him to build a hotel in New York. An exhibition on Gaudí's work, promoted by Eusebi Güell, was held in the Grand Palais in Paris, from April to June of 1910, and some of the plans and photographs exhibited there were also taken a year later to the I Salón de Arquitectura (First Annual Architecture Show) in Madrid. In 1911, he had Maltese fever, and stayed for a time in Puigcerda, where his condition worsened and, believing his time had come, he made out his will. To the day of his death, he worked exclusively on the Sagrada Família, and in 1925 moved his residence to the studio he had on the premises.

       

Old Gaudí and his death

In his old age, Gaudí was a man that was conformed with little and dressed without much care; so much so that the day of his accident nobody recognized him as he lay on the ground. On June 7, 1926, he was run over by a tram at the intersection of Carrer de Bailén and the Gran Vía, and the taxi drivers refused to take a poor vagabond to the hospital (the municipal police fined them later for not assisting an injured man). He did not seek out contact with journalists and he avoided cameras, so there are few photographs of the architect.

This change in attitude may have been caused by a series of events that took place beginning in 1912. That year, his niece, Rosa Egea, who lived with him in Barcelona, died. In 1914, his faithful collaborator, Francesc Berenguer Mestres, died, and for matters of professional fees, he was confronted with the Milà family in litigation. In 1915, the continuity of the construction of the Sagrada Familia was endangered by a serious economic crisis. En 1914, construction of the Colonia Güell was definitively interrupted. Two years later, his friend, Doctor Torras i Bages, Archbishop of Vic, died. In 1918, his best friend and patron, Eusebi Güell, passed away. They were sad events that affected him but did not limit his energy and desire to see his greatest work, the Sagrada Família, come into being.

Gaudí died at the age of 74 (June 12, 1926), but if it hadn't been for the tram he may have lived many more years, since his father had lived to the age of 93, with all his vigor. Half of Barcelona dressed in black to give final homage to a man that had become very popular, although few had ever met him personally. His body was buried in the crypt of the edifice where he had worked for the last 43 years of his life, the Sagrada Familia.

After his death in 1926, he and his work entered a period of ostracism until the avant-gardist trends and the international movement recuperated his figure while presenting him as an example of modernisation and renewal of 20th century architecture.

www.gaudiclub.com

Sent in by L Stephens. Wales UK

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Irish Luck.

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life." No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel. Is that your son?" the nobleman asked. "Yes," the farmer replied proudly "I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of." And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia. What saved his life this time? Penicillin. The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name?  Sir Winston Churchill.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around. Work like you don't need the money. Love like you've never been hurt. Dance like nobody's watching. Sing like nobody's listening. Live like it's Heaven on Earth.

An Irish friendship wish:

May there always be work for your hands to do; May your purse always hold a coin or two; May the sun always shine on your windowpane; May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain; May the hand of a friend always be near you; May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

Sent in by Tracy Thomas. Wales UK

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World Harmony Run.

Pictured with Mr, Mrs Nelson Mandela is the founder of World Harmony Run, Sri Chinmoy is 74 and currently lives in New York. He is internationally renowned for many initiatives which promote global harmony. As well as sporting activities Sri Chinmoy is also a prolific poet, artist, musician and philosopher. He has dedicated his life to serving the ideal of world harmony and oneness.

The World Harmony Run started in 1987 with the hope of bringing people together from all over the world in a spirit of friendship, and harmony. Since its inception the World Harmony Run has crossed many geographical and social barriers to touch the lives of many 1000s who have participated in the Run.

Sri Chinmoy  believes sports can play a vital role in promoting good health and also understanding between different peoples. A global relay run is therefore a very dynamic and practical initiative to bring the ideals of harmony and understanding to many people.

The late Pope John Paul.

 "I salute the runners... who are carrying a torch to the destination of peace through the streets of the world.”

www.worldharmonyrun.org

Sent in by C Sullivan. Wales UK

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Transformation.

Normally most of what I write is a way of venting negativity, however, on this page, everything is positive.
 About a week ago (8/23/07) I got sick and tired of how things were going for me. I found I had fallen into what I now call SSI Syndrome. SSI Syndrome is simply one who grows lazy, unmotivated, and complacent. You know the type, they sit home with their free living, watch their T.V. programs all day, eat and snack all day. Most drink their beer, or coffee, smoke their cigarettes and complacently watch their life go by not doing a thing about it, but piss and moan that their life ain’t what they wanted.
A week ago I had had enough. I went to limewire.com and searched self-help, and motivation. Below are four of the recordings I downloaded. Little did I know that what I had intended would actually work. 


The first thing I did was make up my mind I had to change things. Not, had to have things change, but I had to change things. I started with the subliminal stuff, I had also downloaded a sleep/meditation. I had no idea what was to come. A couple of days of listening to these things, I started to stretch out. I was also tired of not being able to touch my toes; not because I’m too fat to reach, but just not limber enough to reach them. I also started a regiment of typing affirmations. All positive things; like ‘I can do what I will’, ‘I will find peace and happiness from within’, ‘I can be a positive thinker’, and many more things. I type fifteen lines of each affirmation.
A couple of days of doing this, and I got the notion that I wanted to take up jogging. I had never had the motivation to do that before. I always wanted to, but just never did. But after listening to those recordings for a few days, I actually felt I could do anything. So, I went to the local park, and started to jog the mile long track around the park. The first day I jogged the majority of it, walking about a third of it. The next day I jogged the whole two laps, and the day after as well. I still have no clue where this power of motivation came from.

Now, I get up in the morning, start the recordings, and start stretching. I go for my jog; which is up to three laps, come home, stretch out again, do my affirmations. I put on the subliminal recordings and let them repeat all day. While I shower, while I cook, while I watch TV. I have listened to them well over a hundred times, and I listen to them while I sleep. I don’t know if this motivation really came from the recordings, or if it was just me wanting to change, but things changed none-the-less. If you are having any motivational problems, I would recommend this regiment, but first you got to want it!!!

Today, I like myself like I have never loved myself before. I am proud of who I am, and am willed to continue to take better care of myself. I have finally found I am worth it. I value myself now. The affirmations are important. If you do them, make sure you use no negative words. No; no’s, nots, won’ts. If you say “I won’t be negative.” You have used two negative words and your mind knows it. So use, “I wills”, “I cans”. 

Let me know if this works for you.
Proudly,
Joseph J Boyle

New York. USA.

An extract from Joseph's website.

www.id-laberynth.com

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People with disabilities.

People with disabilities should be judged as individuals and not merely on being disabled. - By: Lynda Appell.

 I have a disability myself. I am being treated for a mood disorder, plus I have a learning disability. Last I was diagnosed about five years ago with Adult ADD. So I suppose you could say I'm an addult. So this is also a personal essay. I discovered many aspects of the world of people with disabilities. The most important fact in my humble opinion, I learned that disabled people don't want people feeling sorry for them. At least the persons I discovered on the net definitely do not pity themselves. They emphasize the positive, the things they can do. In other words the disABILITY. The HandiCAPABLE. Instead of whining on what one can't do, these people concentrate on what they can. They also stress the importance of rights for people with disabilities and self-empowerment. There's a say in the disability rights movement. "Nothing about us without us. That is disability professionals and those they serve need to work together. By this I mean disabled people must have their say in any policy, program, law that affects them. This includes people with developmental disabilities. There is a local group where I live called "Speaking for Ourselves." It is an organization where the higher functioning mentally retarded can and do decide what is right for them in their community. People with psychiatric disabilities are included too. Unless someone is completely psychotic, people who are mentally ill are capable of making decisions. At the very least they should be listened to by mental health professionals, families and not presumed they don't know how to handle their situations. I work in an agency for such persons and most, if not all are perfectly able to decide for themselves. They also like to be as independent as possible. They are also all individuals. They are people with disabilities. That is they are people first. Their disability is just one part of them. The issues of independent living, inclusion, mainstreaming are ones that can't be compromised. Independent Living is living in the community as independently as possible. That is without assistance. Inclusion is being involved in one's community. Mainstreaming is being as much a part of the community as any person who is not disabled is. Even if a person is severely disabled that person has the right to be able to do whatever they can do. Anybody, everybody should be able to contribute and do as much as they are capable of. That is how I feel about my disability. My conditions do not define me who I am. They are some of many facets that make up Lynda Appell This is of course, true of anyone and every one who has a disability. Of course this goes for everyone in the world People with a disability for the most part, do not want to be seen as just their disability but as having abilities as well. After all people with disabilities are and should be seen as individuals and their disability should NOT be the sole defining factor of anyone. Bottom line, Be emphasizing the positive. I have been a disabled disability activist for over 12 years. Mostly for my local Community Support Program. CSP helps disabled persons access local services so they can be as independent as possible. Also involved with Artists for Recovery. www.artistsforrecovery.com

Sent in by Lynda Appell

Philla PA. USA

.www.disabilityinfo.freehomepage.com

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Dear Friends

I founded Peace One Day in 1999 to document my efforts to create an annual day of global ceasefire and non-violence with a fixed calendar date. In 2001, POD achieved its primary objective. United Nations General Assembly resolution (A/Res/55/282) was unanimously adopted by UN member states, formally establishing an annual day of global ceasefire and non-violence on the UN International Day of Peace, fixed in the global calendar on 21 September – Peace Day.

With the Day in place, POD’s main aim is to raise awareness of Peace Day 21 September. POD is a non-profit organisation, impartial and independent of any government, political persuasion, corporation or religious creed.

Last year on 21 September, 27.6 million people from 200 countries did something for Peace Day. I hope you’ll make your own commitment for Peace Day and log it on this website. By working together there will be Peace One Day. We look forward to hearing from you.

With thanks and best wishes
In peace
Jeremy Gilley

www.peaceoneday.org

Sent in by Hannah Evan-Jones. Wales UK

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In my hand is a Stars and Stripes flag which was flown above one of the mortuary sites at Ground Zero . It was given to me at the memorial by a member of the First Response Paramedics team for FDNY and I was asked to put it safe.
On return from New York I contacted South Wales Police and donated the flag for safe keeping . It has now been displayed in the Foyer area of the South Wales Police HQ in Bridgend for all future visiting police officers through the world to see when they visit South Wales Police.

Dave Boyce

Wales UK.

A Tribute.
Standing there in the morning sun,
Three Forty Bobbies there as one
All very proud and left to enter,
The scared ground of the 
World Trade Centre.

For on that day we all did pray
For all lives lost a year that day.
But hope is there on Nine Eleven
As we pray for those who art in heaven.

For South Wales Police, I was one of seven
To mourn the loss of Nine Eleven.
Many lost, as our greatest heroes
We mourn their loss there at Ground Zero.

As heroes they died, at the World Trade Centre
Most knowing the risks as they did enter
Many lives saved, on that fateful day
By our rescue friends for you to pray.

We stood there whilst they read their names 
For candles flicker ember flames.
For all lives lost we will remember
On the eleventh day, every September.

Written by Sc 7061. Dave Boyce
On behalf of South Wales Police. UK
At the Memorial, New York. 2002.

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In Loving Memory

Diana Frances Spencer

July 1,1961

August 31,1997

 

To dream... The impossible dream



To fight the unbeatable foe,

To bear with unbearable sorrow

To run where the brave dare not go

   


To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar


To try..

When your arms are too weary

To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest to follow that star

No matter how hopeless, no matter how far

 

 

To fight for the right Without question or pause 
To be willing to march into hell.. For a heavenly cause



And I know if I'll only be true

To this glorious quest...


That my heart will lie peaceful and calm

When I'm laid to my rest

 

 

And the world will be better for this

   


That one soul, scorned and covered with scars

Still strove with her last ounce of courage...

 


To reach the unreachable star....

 


... And the world will be better for this

That one soul, scorned and covered with scars

Still strove with her last ounce of courage

To reach the unreachable star

To fight the unbeatable foe

To dream the impossible dream

From: Man of LaMancha 

Music by Mitch Leigh 

Lyrics by Joe Darion

Sent in by  L  Stephens.Wales.  UK

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The smell of rain.

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications has forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver the couples new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.

At 12inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature, Still the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. " I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could. There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she dos make it, her future could be a cruel one,"  Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions form cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.

"No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David with their 5-year -old son Dustin, had long dreamed of  the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away , But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana, because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially "raw" the lightest kiss to caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love, All they could do as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in he tangle of tubes and wires was to pray that God would stay close to the precious little girl.

 

There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain and ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there, At last when Dana turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for he very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted. 

Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life, She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment, Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of the story.

One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent, Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?" smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes. it smells like rain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" once again her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain." Still caught in he moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on his chest. Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on his chest and it is His loving scent she remembers so well.

"I can do all things in Him who strengthens me."

Sent in by N Caulfield. Wales UK

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www.peacemala.org.uk 

WRISTBANDS A SIMPLE WAY TO SPREAD PEACE

A Swansea teacher's plea for tolerance in the wake of the September 11 attacks is now being heard worldwide, as KAY BYRNE reports

Religious studies teacher Pam Evans was only trying to help stop some of her Muslim pupils from being bullied after the 2001 terror attacks on New York. She came up with the idea of a bracelet of coloured beads - each one symbolising a major world faith - and a simple message: "Treat others how you would wish to be treated yourself." Little did she realise then that the Peace Mala, as she named the bracelet, would end up being worn by children and adults all over the globe. Peace Mala has now grown from a little group of pupils in Coedcae Comprehensive School in Llanelli to an organisation respected worldwide and endorsed by religious leaders like the Pope, the Dalai Lama and the Archbishop of Canterbury.

It has just become registered as a charity too and has won a £25,000 grant from the Community Development Foundation."Being a registered charity will help us access more funding," said Pam, who has so far run the organisation with only the help of volunteers from her base in Morriston."As we get busier we need more professional help. This grant will enable us to employ a part-time administrator and co-ordinator, and that is something we desperately need."The money will also help fund the training of around 60 more volunteers to run workshops and help spread the word."

Pam, of Morriston, has retired from teaching and has been busy taking the Peace Mala message of religious tolerance out to schools and community groups all over Britain."The enthusiasm is tremendous, particularly in ethnic communities. The children always come up to me afterwards and thank me for pointing out the true meaning of their faiths."Adults love it too. I had an email from a couple in Scotland who were getting married and planning to give away a hundred Peace Malas to their guests."

The Peace Mala message will soon be reaching an even larger audience, thanks to another grant of nearly £5,000 to produce a DVD showing schools and other organisations how they can get involved. The bracelet is now being used as a teaching aid in schools all over the UK. It has even inspired a London interfaith forum to launch an interfaith football team, and all the players wear one of the bracelets.

The charity's website is also winning Pam fans from all over the world.
"When we launched the annual Peace Mala youth awards last year we had entries mainly from South Wales," she said. "For this year's awards in September we have already received entries from all over the UK and even from as far afield as America. Peace Mala will also reach a global audience when it takes part in the Llangollen International Eisteddfod this summer. "Llangollen was set up after the Second World War as a gesture of friendship from the people of that town to the people of Europe," said Pam."It has grown and grown and is a wonderful eisteddfod, sending out messages of peace and goodwill through dance, drama and song. "Peace Mala is doing the same sort of work but in a different way and we have been invited to have a presence on the field on International Children's Day and International Family Day."

Pam's vision, and her determination to see it through, was recognised recently when she was presented with an award at the launch of the Swansea Interfaith Forum. The Noble Soul Award for 2006 was presented by Racial Attacks & Harassment Monitoring Association in recognition of Pam's outstanding contribution to challenging Islamaphobia in schools. "Midway through the ceremony, I was called on stage and presented with the award. It was completely unexpected. I was honoured and humbled and absolutely thrilled.
"But what pleases me most of all is the way Peace Mala is growing. Something that I started for my own students is now helping marginalised youngsters all over the world."

Article from the South Wales Evening Post.UK

Sent in by C Sullivan. Wales UK

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This statue currently stands outside the Iraqi palace, now home to the 4th Infantry division. It will eventually be shipped home and put in the memorial museum in Fort Hood , TX 

The statue was created by an Iraqi artist named Kalat, who for years was forced by Saddam Hussein to make the many hundreds of bronze busts of Saddam that dotted Baghdad .

Kalat was so grateful for the Americans liberation of his country; he melted 3 of the heads of the fallen Saddam and made the statue as a memorial to the American soldiers and their fallen warriors, Kalat worked on this memorial night and day for several months. To the left of the kneeling soldier is a small Iraqi girl giving the soldier comfort as he mourns the loss of his comrade in arms.

Do you know why we don't hear about this in the news? Because it is heart warming and praise worthy. The media avoids it because it does not have the shock effect.

But we can do something about it. We can pass this along to as many people as we can in honor of all our brave military who are making a difference.

From an American Friend

USA.

 

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