Tired of biased, one-sided political news? This is my new favorite newsletter. Every day, they share arguments from the left, right, and center - then the author's take. Really interesting: https://t.co/TudB3HttPf
We can’t let the UN keep excluding Afghan women from crucial talks to appease the Taliban. Brave Afghan women are fighting back. Join their call to #BoycottDoha3 until they’re fully included. https://t.co/wLLoaYLWQ2
Southeast Alaska Tribes are fighting against gold mines threatening their ancestral lands, waters and sacred sites. They have a plan - let's stand with them! https://t.co/ykq5HWAC8J
I’m a Christian,
I believe in the separation of church and state.
I believe no religion should be given preference by our government, including my own.
I believe following Jesus results in caring for the needs of everyone, no matter if their beliefs differ from mine or not.
Unstructured play time for children has decreased 25% since the 1980's. Children need playtime at home and school. Their mental, physical, social, and emotional wellness depend on it. Give children recess and playtime!
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I would like to take a moment to point out that June is also Indigenous History Month and it’s so important we don’t forget this. Indigenous people are still suffering from the effects of residential schools and are constantly experiencing systemic oppression.
Join Gambian women who are trying to protect the youngest generation of girls from being forced to have their genitals mutilated. Here’s how: https://t.co/BXZ0v3Xryb
What a great story! ❤️❤️❤️
From a friend.
-- My dad has bees. Today I went to his house and he showed me all of the honey he had gotten from the hives. He took the lid off of a 5-gallon bucket full of honey and on top of the honey there were 3 little bees, struggling. They were covered in sticky honey and drowning. I asked him if we could help them and he said he was sure they wouldn't survive. Casualties of honey collection I suppose.
I asked him again if we could at least get them out and kill them quickly, after all he was the one who taught me to put a suffering animal (or bug) out of its misery. He finally conceded and scooped the bees out of the bucket. He put them in an empty Chobani yogurt container and put the plastic container outside.
Because he had disrupted the hive with the earlier honey collection, there were bees flying all over outside.
We put the 3 little bees in the container on a bench and left them to their fate. My dad called me out a little while later to show me what was happening. These three little bees were surrounded by all of their sisters (all of the bees are females) and they were cleaning the sticky nearly dead bees, helping them to get all of the honey off of their bodies. We came back a short time later and there was only one little bee left in the container. She was still being tended to by her sisters.
When it was time for me to leave we checked one last time and all three of the bees had been cleaned off enough to fly away and the container was empty.
Those three little bees lived because they were surrounded by family and friends who would not give up on them, family and friends who refused to let them drown in their own stickiness and resolved to help until the last little bee could be set free.
Bee Sisters. Bee Peers. Bee Teammates.
We could all learn a thing or two from these bees.
Bee kind always.
Civilian victims of war are not “collateral damage." They are men and women with names and surnames, who lose their lives. They are children who are orphaned and deprived of their future. They are individuals who suffer from hunger, thirst and cold, or are left mutilated. #Peace