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Tuesday, February 11, 2014

I didn't do it...

I didn't do it...


I didn't do it...

Posted: 11 Feb 2014 09:57 AM PST

Derek always clasps his hands or puts them in his mouth when he gets caught doing something he shouldn't be...then he looks at me like what????

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Ambassador for Life

Posted: 11 Feb 2014 09:37 AM PST

It is no hyperbole to say that Shirley Temple represented America to the world her entire life. I grew up watching her movies in the 1950s, and was amazed that while I was serving with the Peace Corps in Ghana, West Africa in the 1970s, she took up the post of US Ambassador. She invited the volunteers to a 4th of July celebration she hosted at the US Embassy, and was welcoming and gracious host.

Thirty-five years later, I visited Prague as part of a US delegation and there was Shirley Temple Black again representing the United States as ambassador to the new democracy of Czechoslovakia. Sitting on the shelf of her residence was the mini-Oscar awarded to her as the youngest child star ever honored -- marking her emergence as a star in the 1930s as she continued on the world stage into the 1990s. Attached are pictures of her with Czech President Vaclav Havel, and my visitor's photo with the Ambassador.

She was an amazing person, with an amazing talent, and certainly made the most of it.

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Future Olympian

Posted: 11 Feb 2014 09:08 AM PST

Presley Chandler

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Girl Watching the Snow

Posted: 11 Feb 2014 07:19 AM PST

This is a photo of my daughter watching the snow falling this morning (Tuesday) at our home in Kennesaw, GA, about 25 miles north of Atlanta.

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What?! You want me to work overtime?!

Posted: 11 Feb 2014 07:08 AM PST

Allison L., Milford, CT, Baby Boy is 5 months old

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From house wife to managing football programme.

Posted: 11 Feb 2014 12:45 AM PST


Growing up, i believed that being a housewife was just about cooking and tucking kids to bed. Over the years i have learnt that it involves throwing away your inner most needs so your children can live their dream. That is where my story begins.

I could not handle the pressure of my 6 year old son breaking neighbors wind screens and windows every afternoon. He played with the ball at every opportunity he had. Not knowing any thing about football, i felt irritated and agitated that he could not find a more clam activity.

They say if you cannot beat them join them!

One day, i woke and enough was enough , i was embarked on enrolling him in a football club. The only challenge was that in Mombasa , Kenya 8 years ago, it was not possible to find a place for a child to play without any worry of exposure to Drug abuse which is rampant in this part of Kenya.

I went back home a frustrated mother and but i wondered what else i could do besides giving up. I toyed with the idea to start a football club. But I had many barriers to break. Being a muslim woman, there were issues that were going to be challenging. Like , the profession is male dominated, times will come when i have to wear sports attires. I prepared myself for all this , i was ready to replace my hijab with with a cap, put on my tracks and hit the the field with my son. But then again i was clueless about football experience, neither did i like sports. Breaking these was no easy cake, but a mother's determination can move mountains, i had the heart of a lioness, the kind that will do any thing to protect and nurture its cub.

In 2008, just after the post election violence in Kenya, I embarked on a journey that not only has changed my focus in life but has given many other young boys the courage and hope to play without fear.

Six years down the lane the academy is at the fore front of promoting football and interconnects with over 5000 young people through its mentorship and football programmes. Keeping children busy through sports activities is one way we are fighting the drug abuse issue. There is something to look forward to every weekend, a game with the neighboring local team or school team. They brave the scorching sun and sandy fields in the coast. They play together regardless of their colour, religion, or economic backgrounds.They have no time for drugs.

One of my dreams is to see my son and others fulfill their dreams to play professional football. At the age of 14, Imran has proved that he can actually live it. I have seen him grow into a dependable young striker. His strength and height have earned himself the nickname Drogba.

I see the hungry passion in my son's eyes and i know he represents many other young African boys who want to follow in the foot steps of their heros. Imran admires players like Christiano Ronaldo, Dider Drogba, Victor Wanyama and Dan Serukuma. He is says he is lucky to have met Wanyama and Serukuma. He is has set his eyes on meeting Christiano and Drogba before he turns 17years. Imran credits his growth to his parents and coaches. He says he is very lucky to have a mother who believes in him and goes out of the way to create opportunities for him and other players.

That is a story of a woman who has gone from housewife to founding a Football programme so her son and other boys can get closer to living their dream of being football stars.

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just like mommy

Posted: 10 Feb 2014 10:03 PM PST

My daughter Tess never liked playing with dolls. But this doll came from Grandma.

 

The baby doll came with a beautiful crib, pillows & pajamas.

 

Every night at bedtime before I put Tess to bed, she would put her baby to bed too.

 

I'm pretty sure in this pictures she was thinking she was "just like mommy". Back then she would stroll her baby or stuffed animals whenever I would bring her stroller.

 

Tess was about a year & a half here & we lived in New York City (still do).

 

It was a magical time!!

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India / Pakistan Border

Posted: 10 Feb 2014 02:19 PM PST

At the front of a crowd at the Pakistan border in India. It was a cold, rainy day in January and there weren't very many tourists present for the Wagah Border Ceremony. That didn't stop local Indian's from coming out to celebrate. They released the line holding us back from the gate and in a split second I decided to run with the crowd towards it. At the very front and barely able to move, I quickly snapped this selfie with the crowd behind me.

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Feb10 drive to work

Posted: 10 Feb 2014 01:03 PM PST

Icy commute to work this morning. Mist and freezing fog created many patches of black ice. This is a compilation of accidents I passed on my way into work in Abilene, tx this morning.

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Daddy's Home

Posted: 10 Feb 2014 04:36 AM PST

My younger brother, Petty Officer First Class Jason Heathscott, returned home February 7, 2014, after serving several months in Afghanistan with his fellow members of his North Little Rock, Arkansas based Navy Reserve unit. During that time away from home, he maintained contact with his wife Britney and their now three-year-old son, Elias, via Skype. When he was finally coming home, we weren't sure how Elias would act since he is often very shy around people he is not used to being around. But when he saw this man he knows as Daddy it was a mad dash to get his arms around him. Just thought this video was too good not to share. I'm extremely proud of Jason and his fellow CBs (Construction Battalion) and glad to have you all back home. Welcome home Jason! I love you brother!

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Shopping Carts New Home

Posted: 10 Feb 2014 02:00 AM PST

Assignment: While traveling home on the train yesterday from the LA Travel Show in Long Beach, I looked out the window and noticed a blue shopping cart. I thought to myself, it's found a home with the homeless on the extended street of Skid Row. I doubt if this cart will ever be returned, as it's found another purpose and is being put to good use.

 

This photo also gave me reason to count my blessings once again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo by Marie Sager - February 9, 2014 - Downtown Los Angeles, California

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When its cold its COLD

Posted: 09 Feb 2014 10:11 PM PST

frozen waterfall in glen ullin

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Shopping Cart in Dry Riverbed

Posted: 09 Feb 2014 01:41 AM PST

Title says it all, no? The riverbed was not completely dry but the waterline significantly less high than average. The cart was standing on a stony structure that is usually under water presumably to break waves.
In the background you can see a fun fair on the other river bank.

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Future Gold Medalist?

Posted: 08 Feb 2014 10:16 PM PST

As any parent of a competitive skater knows, it involves a lot of early mornings, a huge time commitment, countless trips to sharpen skates, making sure they have tights without holes, hair accessories, plenty of bobby pins, hair spray and glitter, cold rinks, long weekends and more.

 

Growing up in Phoenix, it wasn't something I was used to. When my daughter started skating, she skated like a hockey player and was a train wreck on skates! But it didn't matter, because she loved it and had fun. She never gave up and over the years, she found her grace. She had difficult years and even skated with a couple of stress fractures in her foot. We still couldn't keep her off the ice.

 

On our vacation to Orlando one year, any open space she could find, she was practicing jumps and missing the cold. She loves going shopping only if the aisles are big enough to practice her doubles. She doesn't mind missing out on birthday parties, youth group trips or hanging out like most teenagers. She chooses to spend her time on the ice or researching routines and music.

 

We have spent the last 4 weekends in hotels for competitions. We drove through a few blizzards. There are times that she has to practice in an unheated arena when it is -40. We get up at 5am to drive 22 miles to lessons. It can be exhausting and I forgot what it feels like to sleep in. It's all worth it when you watch them work hard and realize that their dedication pays off and inspires them to do more. They need to have fun and love being out there. It really does teach important life lessons that they don't even realize yet.

 

We have spent the last three days in a rink and are laying in another hotel getting ready for another 5am wake up call, watching Olympic skaters and I am proud to be the parent of a skater who has the same love and dedication to something as the role models in Sochi!

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