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Kendi likes to watch one of his favorite shows on the iPad and draw characters and scenes from that episode. He's getting pretty good at it!
This is his first Kiwi Crate project, a Polar Bear catching game! He made his own polar bear paws and ears and covered a small ball with velcro so it sticks to the paws when he catches it! He did most of it by himself and he's so proud.
'Why should I tell people who I am? Sit here and see for yourself, and recognise me.' - His Divine Eminence RA Gohar Shahi
Any single parent knows the seemingly unending challenges in raising children by yourself.
I am a single father to three of the most amazing girls that I've ever met.
I've tried to raise them to be compassionate, considerate... to be responsible and to have good judgement... to understand that their actions can make some difference in our world... that they have within them the power to make changes to our reality...
Today I am so filled with pride.
On May 20th my daughter came home with a brood of tiny ducklings in her tee shirt.
She had tears in her eyes.
Mama duck was killed by a car and the ducklings were milling about their mama's smooshed body waiting for some miracle that would never come...
They must've just hatched because they were so tiny and helpless... cute with their fluffy yellow and brown down and their tiny little duckbills...
My daughters decided that they'd raise these little fuzzballs...
They researched and they learned all about the care of ducklings... they took turns staying up late to adjust the lights that kept them warm... they'd read next to them and watch for signs that they were too cold or too hot.
Every day they'd feed them and clean their pen.
In the first days we lost a couple and the house was filled with tears.
It was a heartbreaking time.
Dad had to have the sensitivity to let them absorb this lesson... that there is no substitute for the skill of a mother duck in raising her chicks... that the girls were doing their best... that nature was 'culling' the weakest chicks so that the strong could survive...
And dad had to leave the room for a few minutes after trying to teach them that one.
They had to raise these ducklings and I had to raise them.
Still the tears flowed and there were a couple of duck funerals in our backyard... one of my daughters got really upset and claimed 'this is all my fault!'
I let the lessons sink in and I encouraged them as much as I could... I never did anything more than capture the ducks when they got out...
They knew that they were doing this on their own.
As the little ducks grew the joy of watching them grow overcame the sadness of the early loss and their waddling around the yard made us all laugh and smile...
Each day the girls took care of them... each night they put them to bed in a tiny pen in our shed... in the morning they'd put them in another pen theyd built in the yard... give them baths with the hose and feed them...
The little ducks grew and they grew so fast and pretty soon we all knew it was time to let them go.
I had told them in the first days that if they could raise just one of the ducks to maturity that they'd done a good job.
They raised four.
Today we let the last one go... 'Feathers.'
She'd become quite 'imprinted' on us... she was the one I'd run into in my bathroom... she was the one who thought she was a person... she was the one who'd walk into the house if the door was left open... she was the one who expected a seat at the dinner table...
We drove in my truck to the pond near our house and my youngest daughter insisted at the last minute on carrying Feathers in her arms so she could give her one last hug.
There would be no more baths with her duck friend.
There were some tears as we said goodbye and Feathers waddled into the water...
She let out some quacks of joy and she looked really happy.
Then she ran across the water and joined her siblings who'd been in the pond for two days.
She started eating right away.
My daughters tears dried up and they became filled with pride as Feathers started swimming and cavorting with the others...
They knew right there that they had done this...
I told them how proud I was of them and gave a round of hugs and took some pictures.
The proudest one at the pond right there was me.
It's moments like this that make all of the challenges and all of the struggle so worth it... these moments are the payoff.
Moments when you see the product of the way you've raised your children.
These girls will make a difference in our world.
They already have.
‘Divine and evil cannot coexist. One has to depart in order for the other to arrive. - His Holiness Younus AlGohar
This Is life story of Nick Vijuck one of the greatest Motivational Speaker of this time. Video is about how NIck was suffering with a decease which is like a dead end. He was born without hands and legs. He was about to commit suicide. How he faces that tough time and how he overcome from these problems. This story tells that how a man without hand and legs did not give up and became the greatest motivational speaker of this era..
NIck's Story is a real inspiration for those people who are really facing a tough time due to some physical disability and who have accepted that the can't do anything because of this.But if you listen story of this man you have to think again that is your physical disability really matters.
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This is his first Kiwi Crate project, a Polar Bear catching game! He made his own polar bear paws and ears and covered a small ball with velcro so it sticks to the paws when he catches it! He did most of it by himself and he's so proud.
In life, nothing happens by chance. Life proceeds out of your intentions for it. - Neale Donald Walsch
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