gmapinktober

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[Ari 🥰 @arisma_arora]

@gmapinktober

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

I conclude this series of tweets a bit early; the month is not yet over. However—it’s not without a reason. As this month draws to a close, let’s introspect. That year cured more than just a tumor; it made us better people. Think about it. Beat the tumor in your OWN lives; grow.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

This October, even as it ends, remember that life isn’t about just one month—31 days of campaigns and nothing more. Value. Love. Cherish. Live.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Amma, Appa and I have become stronger people; the entire family has. It hasn’t made us love each other any more; rather, it has made us realize how much we really do love each other.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Even as I walked out in tears… all the way to the chem lab… my friends were all around me. Still. It’s amazing how sadness appeals to our common humanity… it makes us better people.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Tweet #8: #rememberthestoriesthatmakeus

I remember, in October of 2015, my mother came to school and spoke at an assembly… our class was the only seventh grade class seated in the auditorium—front seats.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Tweet #7: #rememberthestoriesthatmakeus

Then when I was in grade 7, it was all finally over… from a critical illness to a full recovery, in a matter of seconds. I don’t know what divine intervention blessed us… [see next]

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

but every year, just as we did before the treatment began, and after it all ended, we still visit those sacred temples in our native land, giving thanks for #whoweare and #whatwemightbe, and for a second chance to make our dreams happen.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Tweet #6: #rememberthestoriesthatmakeus

It was then that my friend Shivram gave me the badge—the pink ribbon I wear today. I cannot begin to express how amazingly my friends supported me during that time… in retrospect, we were all only in grade 6; I was terrified.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Without them… their immense maturity, compassion, empathy and understanding… I might not have made it through it all. #Grade6B♥️, you were AMAZING.

[gmapinktober @gmapinktober]

Submit your pieces through email to [email protected] or hand them over in person to Geitanksha Tandon (12 D) or to Anusha Das (IB 1)

The competition is open till the end of the month! Good luck! 👍
Happy Diwali and as always go pink! 💖

DM us if you have any questions :)

[gmapinktober @gmapinktober]

The Pinktober writing competition has begun!

There are two tasks for the competition.
For task 1, use the following links aa a guide to write a creative piece or write up of your thoughts and opinions of the contents of the links.

[gmapinktober @gmapinktober]

For your second task, write a creative piece from the perspective/s of:
Cancer cells, doctors, victims, relatives and outsiders. You may choose to write from one or all of these perspectives, as long as the piece features breast cancer.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

something in me wanted to share what my family was going through. I wrote on one obscure corner of the whiteboard, every day, “Wear your Pink Ribbons for my mom”… and for the rest of the month, my classmates wore their ribbons faithfully, every single day, for my mom…#Grade6B❤️

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Tweet #5: #rememberthestoriesthatmakeus

I still remember the day I finally told my classmates—it was October, the month of the Pink Ribbon (and nearing the end of my mother’s first cycle of treatment). My English teacher, Ms Charlene Raphael, had just told us her own story; ...

[Gulf News @gulf_news]

You can fight it: Male breast cancer survivors in Dubai speak https://t.co/jjJVJS2s0E

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

… Afternoons I’d get off at my friend Rudra’s house, eat lunch, do my homework, play cricket in the evenings, have dinner and head back to the hospital for the night. In case any of you wondered why Rudra and I are such good friends... here's one of the reasons why.

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

Tweet #4: #rememberthestoriesthatmakeus

For a few days every fourth week I would wake up at 5:30 am on the Hospital floor, in a big blue sleeping bag, kiss my mom goodbye, and drive home with my father. I’d get ready for school and catch the bus by 6:45. …

[Sidharth Hariharan @SidharthHariha1]

even now I feel myself tearing up. It worked then; but now, five and a half years later, I’ve come to realize how close I really was to losing her.