So this month as a Concerned Blogger (Your unofficial public service announcement for Second Life) The topic is giving blood and since today is the last day in the month and I am a procrastinator here is my little story:
So this one time in High School (not band camp) I tried to give blood.. I was all excited I had cookies and juice on my mind.. and then.. they tried, poked me a few times but could not find my veins.. so I could not give blood and thus I got no cookie.
So what did we learn? Give blood, get cookies! But no really.. Donate blood to save lives. Since trying to donate that first time as I got older I have found nurses that could deal with my hard to find veins and what not so thankfully I have!
Where can you give blood? Well the Red Cross has a very informative website and you can type in your Zip Code to find out where. If for some reason you can’t give blood they also take donations, and volunteers so there is always some way that you can help!
Also, if you are a blogger in Second Life and would be interested and doing these PSA month to month contact Marleen Vaughan in world.. trust me she is the best!
The Concerned Bloggers Association is a blog that shares a monthly topic with in a pool of participating bloggers and I’ve been invited to join by my long time friend Marleen Vaughan who is also the founder. If you want to join, you can contact Ms. Vaughan in world and she will hook you up with more info. The topic this month is Literacy which to me is one of the greatest and most treasured gifts that I’ve ever been given.
The ability to read lit my imagination on fire at an early age. I was an early reader. I can’t ever remember not reading something. When I started reading signs in the car it was like a gateway drug to a whole world of books. I remember the earliest books that I fell in love with were written by Judy Blume or E.B White’s Charolotte’s Web. Then it gradually moved on to stuff like Harriet the Spy, The Sweet Valley High Series, The Babysitters Club books to books like Flowers in the Attic.
I went through my phase of trashy romance novels and then when I was in High School there was a Library around the block from me. I spent most of my time in that library curling up and reading in one of the comfy chairs or taking home as many books as I could carry. I read at least 3-4 books a week in those days. I was a reading machine! Then I fell in love and started writing poetry in my teens. I swear, I miss that library now and those librarians, as a lonely girl they were like my soul mates.
Now as an adult, I try to read a couple of books a month. Mostly it’s when I’m waiting at the Doctors or riding the bus. I didn’t lose my love for a good book and will probably never read one on a Kindle or something because to be honest I love the smell of a book and the feel of it’s weight in your hands. A Kindle could never replace that feeling for me. It doesn’t matter how you read though as long as you do read and enjoy it, as for me a good book is the fire to my imagination and I never hope to lose that feeling.