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I am always tempted on days like these to weep for humanity. Because I know tragedies like the Boston bombing are only a drop of water in the never-ending tidal wave of human violence, because of the inevitable pain and suffering that follows….
It uplifts me to remember that humanity has many faces. There are those who seek destruction. But most people seek creation. The people who ran toward, not away, from those in the blast to offer a hand, those who are offering their homes to the displaced, those who are donating blood. Most people are helpers.
This is for you, Boston. There are 7 billion helpers waiting for your call.
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Asian Parents….
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when you spell a word so wrong that spell check is like i dont know what to tell u man
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“An anthropologist proposed a game to children in an African tribe. He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the children that whoever got there first won the sweet fruits. When he told them to run, they all took each others hands and ran together, then sat together enjoying their treats.
When he asked them why they had run like that when one could have had all the fruits for himself, they said, ‘UBUNTU, how can one of us be happy if all the other ones are sad?’ (‘UBUNTU’ in the Xhosa culture means: ‘I am because we are.)”THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
This is my favorite thing in the world.
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