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These stories might not be worthy of a prime time on television talk show, but they are meaningful to many of us and beautiful reminder that we all are the same people and face challenges of life in Pakistan in similar ways.
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The story of a single mother of 4, who is fighting her way into educating her sons and working at one of the stations. A men in his mid 40s, who fell in love with a Christian woman and they both had to struggle to make their relationship work and now living the life of his dream while he driving a Rickshaw everyday. The project is just a small attempt at covering such story towards a greater cause that it is not just about few people involved, it is the people involved showing a bigger truth about themselves and Pakistan. Before I got this job, my husband divorced me and took my sons to the village.
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In the village, instead of going to school, they were wasting their time all the day. It was the worst time in my life as I was unable to bear the expenses of getting my children back through the court. After this job, I was able to save enough money to get my children back from their father and now they live with me here in Lahore.
I am proud of my work.
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So, my grandmother sent me to an orphanage in Lahore. There I studied till the sixth grade and moved back to my father who sent me to a Madrassa for Hifz. After completing my Hafiz, I started studying again in school. I surprised my family and friends after passing board exams despite of the two years gap in my studies. Not only I passed the exam but I got good marks too. During holidays, I learned photography, adobe and MS word. After that I got a job here. My salary is 14 thousands but I earn more than 20 thousands by working double shift.
Now I got admission in I-Com. I also help my father by participating in the house income. I buy monthly ration for home. Along with this job, I also do wedding photography. After my high school I joined Pak army and spent 30 years of service in Mansar camp Peshawar.
After my retirement I started my own business as an electrician, after getting the business off the ground I gave it to one of my sons. Then I joined Metro and now I work as a security officer here. One day my officer interviewed me and sent me in a competition of race at Lahore Qaddafi Stadium. I ran 13 miles and won the All Punjab Competition. Winning that race got me promoted as a Head Constable.
That was the happiest day of my life.
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It started with exchanging letters and we used to meet every other day in the street. Since founding her organization, which has reached more than , children in 30 states and 12 countries, the year-old mother of two has watched the magic of giving back help people rebuild shattered lives. Chronically ill children—listless and depressed after spending months in the hospital—perk up when given the chance to make a simple gift for someone else, she says.
She recalls the joyful satisfaction of a 7-year-old as he spent days crafting a rainbow unicorn for another sick child.
His beaming smile is one of hundreds she has seen on ailing children, parents and volunteers. Children reported feeling more joyful, less worried, more excited, less tired, more hopeful and less scared after doing something as simple as coloring a picture for another child. This science helped her understand the confusing words that came to her that day on the beach. To Buksbaum, SOAR stands for Somatic response relating to the body ; Outcomes actions that can be measured empirically ; Agency something that gives people a sense of control ; and Reciprocity the sense of being connected to others.
Obviously, not everyone who has endured tremendous loss is going to start a nationwide charity. Some move on by simply being better spouses, children, parents or friends. Here are three more. Fading in and out of consciousness, Johnson-Speight envisioned a boxing ring filled with women holding bullhorns.
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Since its formation in , it has spawned sister organizations throughout the United States. Initially, Mothers in Charge was mainly a support group for aching mothers. Many already knew Johnson-Speight through Compassionate Friends, a group she established in at Temple University for other grief-stricken parents after her almost 3-year-old daughter, Carlena, died from bacterial meningitis.
Soon members began traveling to schools and community groups to share their stories. As new people joined Mothers in Charge, it morphed into a multifaceted organization that reflects the passions of its growing membership and the interwoven ills that doom young men like her son, Khaaliq Jabbar Johnson, and put others behind bars.
He asked whether members of Mothers in Charge would tell their stories to incarcerated youths so they could see the consequences of their actions and help them make better decisions when they got out. Some members balked, Johnson-Speight remembers. When surveys showed that women who took the course had low recidivism rates, Mothers in Charge was asked to expand the program into two male prisons.
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Khaaliq Johnson, who earned a sociology degree from the University of Maryland Eastern Shore and had planned to be a counselor with his mother, was shot in in a dispute over a parking space. Johnson-Speight pledges Mothers in Charge will continue its mission as long as the senseless violence continues.
enter site Rebekah Gregory was initially reluctant when federal prosecutors asked her to give a victim impact statement to the jurors who would decide the fate of Boston Marathon bomber Dzhokhar Tsarnaev. Ultimately the year-old Houston woman, whose left leg was amputated as a result of the blast, seized the opportunity to give Tsarnaev a simple message: You lost. While Tsarnaev and his brother killed three and injured more than with their bombs, their cowardly actions unleashed a tidal wave of love for and among the survivors, she told him. I stared at my biggest enemy.
Like others who lost loved ones, limbs or hope by the impact of the two pressure-cooker bombs, Gregory is giving back. Like fellow marathon amputee Heather Abbott, who started a foundation to raise money to buy prosthetic devices for amputees, Gregory is particularly drawn to those who have lost limbs. She assures them their lives can still be full and rich. Noah was sitting at her feet near the finish line when the two bombs exploded on April 15, She served as a human shield.
But while his physical injuries were minor, like her, he is emotionally scarred. Not only did he witness the bloody mayhem, he watched his mother struggle to recover. After spending 40 days in a Boston hospital, Gregory returned to Texas, where she underwent 17 surgeries. Finally, in November , she decided to have her left leg amputated below the knee. She often awakes in the night, screaming and sweating from yet another nightmare.
Fireworks paralyze her.