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Through everyday encounters with domestic poverty, we are reminded to appreciate having food and shelter, but most of us all but forget about our feet. Food, shelter, AND shoes facilitate life’s fundamentals. Imagine a life without shoes; constantly aware of the ground in front of you, suffering regular cuts and scrapes, tending to infection after each walk, and enduring not only terrain, but heat and cold. The problem is large, but the solution is simple. Wearing shoes and practicing basic hygiene can prevent both infection and disease due to unsafe roads and contaminated soil. By imagining a life barefoot, we can all contribute to the awareness of these conditions. On April 8th, communities, campuses, organizations, and individuals are banding together to walk barefoot for One Day Without Shoes. This is a video I have made, from our "One Day Without Shoes" event in Gimli, Manitoba. One Day Without Shoes is an annual event by TOMS Shoes. http://onedaywithoutshoes.com |
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Hi! My name is Jaime and I have a 3 year old boy, and a 5 month old girl. Between the kids, my online boutique, and life in general, I seem to always be running! A few mornings back, I took my son to nursery school, and I must admit, I couldn’t wait to get back home, put my daughter down for a nap, and relax. At the time, my sister had been in town for 7 days and counting, and it had been quite busy with visiting and dinners and the like. I noticed on the nursery class door, that they were going to be talking about Mother’s Day, and families. So I ventured home, put my daughter down, and tried to relax. For some reason, it seems impossible to just do nothing. Read a magazine? Ha! Watch a show on TV? Hrumph. These things seem to be SUCH a waste of time, when I look around and see toys everywhere, dirty dishes in the sink, and cat hair tumbleweeds making their way across my path. (Where did all these puzzle pieces come from, anyway?) I proceeded to scurry around the house, doing one menial task after another – picking up this, putting away that, throwing in a load of laundry, emptying the garbages. I pulled the vacuum out of the closet, but the time flew by in what seemed like an instant, and I’d have to get around to banishing the cat hair when I got back. I felt no closer to having a clean house, and definitely no closer to feeling rested. |
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“I NEED SPACE” So my boyfriend and I broke up after New Year’s 2010 and I was completely devastated. I didn’t see it coming. Obviously in retrospect the lack of Christmas present (i.e. I got him one, but he didn’t get me one), and the sudden “need for space” should have raised a red flag or two for me, but of course I was blinded by love and ignored these little, yet alarming hints. Naturally when we’re rejected, as females, we react with our emotions and cling to our now ex-boyfriends by calling them incessantly, sending weepy text messages, and basically stalking their Facebook page, bursting into tears when we see that he does in fact, have attractive female friends that write on his wall. Facebook is the devil, but I’ll get into that in my next article. I know, it’s horrible to admit, but most of us have done unspeakable things when we’ve been dumped by the guy that we’re smitten with. It’s an awful feeling, and we start analyzing every little detail of the relationship until there’s nothing left but unanswered questions. I even did the worst thing I could possibly do and I offered him my “friendship”. Gross. Like who REALLY wants to be friends after being dumped? Nobody. It’s a pathetic attempt to keep in contact with this person in hopes that they’ll “realize” what they’ve lost and come running back to you. It doesn’t work. When my friend Kyle, asked me if I’d moved on yet, I wrote him this: |
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