Tag Archives: Hope

Day 3160: Holding on to Hope

Hope is like oxygen one can’t survive without it.– that’s what I have realized

It’s 2: 00 PM on day 3160 since I started blogging and I managed to pray, spend time outside and work on my 28 For 28 Campaign benefiting charity:water  – we’ve now raised $2 738 of $28 000 with 46 days to go

Today I realized that even if I lose everything I must hold on to hope for there can be no life without hope

Day 2858: The Incredible Siphosethu and Siphomandla

siphosethu siphomandla

Some people leave a mark on your soul  in the best way– that’s what I realized.

 

It’s 9 : 42 AM on day 2858 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray, read a Bible verse and hang out with family

 

Yesterday I met sisi Amanda’s twin cousins, Siphosethu and Siphomandla, children to a hard-working single-mother and living in the second largest township in South Africa they made it through school without getting into drugs, alcohol or becoming pregnant and now they are both in university on NSFAS loans – Siphosethu is doing a BsC Computer Science and Siphomandla is doing I.T. – I am so proud of them and proud to know them I can only imagine how proud their mother is of them (something Siphomandla said to me touched my heart so much he said his goal was to get a job so his mother could retire…there is hope yet for my generation and I’m so happy

Day 2586: Keeping Hope Alive

“Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

 

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

 

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

And you, my father, there on that sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

 

– Dylan Thomas, “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”

 

 

It’s 11 : 50  AM on day 2586 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray,  read Isaiah 47:4 and promote my 50 New Feet Campaign benefiting MiracleFeet -raised $4 337 only $8 163 more to raise by June 17, 2018 to help 50 kids with clubfoot (thanks to everyone who has helped out so far) .

 

 

This morning I looked around and saw and felt the brokenness and pain of our world and it actually broke my heart but I will always be like that paramedic putting pressure on the wound and doing CPR on the world trying to keep hope alive (I need hope so I’ll be the hope).

Day 2576: Give Hope

Spare no expense to give people hope  – that’s my message to the world

 

It’s 12: 45 PM on day 2576 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray, read Proverbs 12:25 and promote my 50 New Feet Campaign benefiting MiracleFeet –Anonymous  donated $100 (thanks so much Anon ) which brings the total raised to $3 781 only $8 719 more to raise by June 17, 2018 to help 50 kids with clubfoot .

 

Today I was reminded that hope is as essential to survival as food and water is so even when people don’t see the point in me doing some of the things I do if I think it will give even one person something to aspire to I will continue to do them.

 

Day 2523: Hope and South Africa

Hope is essential to life and living – that’s what I keep realizing.

 

It’s 11 : 37 AM on day 2523 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray, read Psalm 119:28,  have breakfast and promote my 50 New Feet Campaign benefiting MiracleFeet – raised to $2 875 only $9 625 more to raise  by June 17, 2018 to help 50 kids with clubfoot .

Recently I’ve look at the state of my country and felt deeply disappointed but I still have hope for a better day if only because citizens like myself are standing up and speaking out about issues that are of concern to us (feeling disappointed sometimes is okay but it’s not okay to throw your hands in the air and quit rather stand up, speak out and do something no matter how little that something may be).

 

Day 2320: Have Hope

Have hope– that’s my message to the world.

 

It’s 9: 05 AM on day 2320 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray, read Psalm 119: 114 and work on some of my 2017 Goals .

 

This morning I feel hopeless because of the global political climate and other stuff but I’m choosing to have hope anyway because I know that we as individuals have the power to make a difference from wherever we are with whatever we have.

Day 2242: Pray, Wait and Hope

Sometimes all you can do is pray, wait and hope  – that’s what I’ve realized.

 

It’s 11 :  49 AM on day 2242 of my journey towards independence and I managed to  have breakfast, pray, read John 14:27,  and work on my  25 Smiles Campaign    –   Tinuchechi donated $250 (thanks SO MUCH for everything chechi) which brings the total  raised to $8 711.04 only  $3 788.96  more to raise to reach my second goal of raising $12 500 for Smile Train before Jan 10 2017 (SO SO SO GRATEFUL to everyone who has supported this campaign so far ).

 

Today I realized that sometimes in life all you can do is pray, wait and hope (it’s hard for a control freak like me but I’m letting go and letting God).

Day 255

Everybody is a microcosm of their country – that’s what I learned today 🙂

It’s 6: 32 PM on day 255 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to brush my teeth, started prepare my Kid of the Week feature for Sunday, feed myself a polony sandwich for breakfast, tweet about my Clean Water For All Campaign –no luck –practice wheeling myself around – I could have made it over the small ramp that separates the kitchen and the dining room but I thought the wheelchair would topple over and fall and since I didn’t want to ruin my pretty face LOL I thought it would be better to do it when my parents were around – exercise for fifteen minutes, watch TV, feed myself rice and curry for lunch, watch some more TV, feed myself Pizza for dinner and brush my teeth once more.

Today while I was exercising I heard our housekeeper, Nandipha, singing and it almost brought tears to my eyes because I knew that nowhere else in the world would I find a woman singing while she was scrubbing the toilet when you witness something like that it really makes you think about the possibilities of your own life. Are you a fair reflection of your country?

Are we connecting on Twitter? If not, say hi at http://www.twitter.com/nisha360

if you’ve given to my cause or you can’t give now, please help me by sharing my cause with others. You can tweet about it like my friend Stan Faryna. This is the tweet he uses: @Nisha360 is a brave, smart young woman trying to make a better world for us all. Please help her do an amazing thing. http://bit.ly/hC7vOu

Stan’s very sweet for saying so, but feel free to write what reflects you best.

Thanks to all my friends out there who are helping me make my dream come true: to make a better world for all of us!

Day 190

The whole is more than the sum of its parts. – Aristotle

It’s 10: 31  PM on day 190 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to brush my teeth,  tweet about my Clean Water For All Campaign for a few hours – no luck –  feed myself rice and curry for lunch,  tweet about my campaign some more – still no luck 🙁  – feed myself Chapati – an unleavened flatbread – filled with salad and mutton gravy and watch TV.

 Several people – my mother included –  have told me that I am wise beyond my years and although that this is true to a certain extent I think that they have forgotten that I am just a nineteen soon-to-be twenty-year-old girl trying to find my place in the world with that said I would like to take this moment to introduce you to all aspects of me – from my favourite music, movies and books to my greatest hopes, fears and future travel destinations  – like me or leave me I don’t mind either way 🙂

Nisha: The Human Being


I hope to:

  • Learn how to do things by myself
  • Become an author
  • Buy a house
  • Travel the world

 

I am afraid of:

  • Public speaking
  • Rejection
  • The possibility of having to live with my parents for the rest of my life

 

The Colosseum, Rome

  

The Big Ben, London

The Eiffel Tower, Paris

Day 177

You should dream for as long as you live – that’s what I learned today.

It’s 9: 29 PM on day 177 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to brush my teeth, tweet about my Clean Water For All Campaign for a few hours – two donations were made today: the first one was a $21.54 donation from @HappyOddGirl (Ruth) and the second one was a $53.85 donation from @Marie_Ang (Marie) which if my math is correct brings the total raised today to $75.39   – thanks guys 🙂 –  feed myself rice and curry for lunch, spend some time with my siblings,  feed myself  Chapati – an unleavened flatbread –  and vegetable  curry  for dinner and watch TV.

A lot of people have called me inspirational but today I met someone WAY more inspirational than me his name is Brennan and this is his story:

Wish comes true for cancer-stricken 10-year-old inducted into Army

By Zachary Roth 

 

(Photo: Capt. Gabriel Araujo swears in Brennan Daigle at Fort Polk, Louisiana. www.thefortpolkguardian.com)

Most kids might hope to get an Xbox or an iPod Touch for their 10th birthday. Brennan Daigle got a reception from a formation of soldiers, a ride in a camouflaged National Guard Humvee–and induction as an honorary member of the Army.

Since October 2009, Brennan, from Sulphur, Louisiana, has been battling embryonal rhabdomyosarcoma–a rare form of cancer in which muscular tumors attach themselves to bones, writer Rachel Reischling reports in the Fort Polk Guardian. Last month, doctors told his family there was nothing more they could do, and gave Brennan just weeks to live.

Brennan has always loved the Army.  His mother had created a Facebook page–Brennan’s Brigade–to keep family and friends informed of his condition. People from around the world, including soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan, have left comments of encouragement and support. One group of soldiers in Afghanistan posted a picture of themselves holding an American flag, and told Brennan: “We’re flying this flag in honor of you; we’re here to back you. Stay Army strong.”

Becky Prejean, who runs a charity for sick kids called Dreams Come True of Louisiana, heard about Brennan’s illness, and got in touch with his mother, Kristy Daigle. Brennan’s greatest wish, Daigle told Prejean, was to meet some soldiers in person, before his illness worsened. So the two women contacted the Fort Polk Community Relations Office, which put out a call for a few soldiers to attend Brennan’s tenth birthday on Feb. 26.

Forty showed up.

Brennan had been told he was going fishing with his father. But when he got out of his dad’s truck, he was greeted by a formation of 1st MEB soldiers, standing at attention in front of a National Guard Humvee. After a moment, they all shouted “Happy Birthday, Brennan!,” and broke into applause.

Brennan was speechless, according to his mother. “All he could do was giggle,” she said.

Brennan and his best friend Kaleb were invited to check out the Humvee, and Brennan sat behind the wheel. Then soldiers took the two boys out for a spin. Afterward, Brennan and Kaleb put their heads out the hatch on the vehicle’s roof, while the crowd snapped pictures.

But it wasn’t over. Brennan got out of the Humvee and was led to the front of the formation, where he shook hands with each soldier. He was inducted into the Army as an honorary member, then given a coin symbolizing merit and excellence, as well as a military jacket with his name on the pocket, and other Army-themed gifts.

“Brennan, you exemplify what personal courage means,” Pfc. Kamesha Starkey, 1st MEB, told him.

Finally, the mayor of Sulphur, La., gave Brennan a key to the city, and the title of Honorary Mayor of the Day.

“Words can never express what I felt seeing all those soldiers there, knowing some of them had just come back from Iraq and still took time out for just one little boy,” Kristy Daigle said. “Just to know that they care enough to give their all, to give their love and support to a little boy is phenomenal. It says so much about our men and women who serve our country in the armed forces.”

Some of the soldiers said the event helped put things in perspective for them. “It was good to be able to give back,” Pfc. Kyle Frederick said. “It opened my eyes to a lot of things: How I take my kids for granted, how lucky we are, how we complain on a day-to-day basis and we really have it good compared to others.”

As for Brennan, it took a while for his new honor to sink in. The next day, he asked his mother, “Am I really in the Army?”

“You most certainly are,” she answered. “They don’t swear in just anyone.”

“That’s awesome,” said Brennan.