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A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad
Blueberry muffin KitKat are the candy I didn't know I needed. This candy is incredible, what a beautiful time to be alive.
Smol Humans Are Great
Hey y’all so I have a little story for you guys today cause it was the sweetest thing to me.
Before I went to work today, I got into a bit of a heckle with a family member about an anniversary event we had been planning for two weeks and it led me into a pretty bad panic attack where I sorta scratched up my arm. When I got to work I was filling shelves and helping customers and about halfway through my shift this little 4-5 year old girl bounds up to me- I mean full fricken force- and hugs me around my hips while grinning at me and saying hello.
I don’t know this child and I’m looking at the mother in confusion because stranger danger am I right?
But she just goes over and looks for shoes and the mom ends up coming up to me and saying “She said you looked sad and it looked like you needed a hug” and I nearly broke down right there because it was the sweetest thing and the girl made sure to give me a hug before she left and thank me for checking her out and she thanked her mom for paying for the shoes and my co-worker gave her a sticker and it’s just amazing how sometimes kids notice stuff and wanna help, even if it’s a stranger.
For context, Nancy is the 60-something year old woman my mom and a couple other business owners helped get out of a homeless shelter and into a retirement home. I helped her move in a few weeks back. You have no idea how much this makes me smile
The strength to go on, even when everyone shakes their heads at you and calls you foolish, is true strength. And it can turn into something beautiful.
I dont have any money but I will spread the news
I need help with food and meds
Hi guys so, i decided to make a new post to make a proper update on my situation. This month you guys helped me so much and i couldn't be more grateful.
My appointment with psychiatrist is coming up next week and i really need help paying for the appointment and meds. Everything is getting more expensive by the day here in Brazil, this place is a joke. This is also my last appointment of the year and I'll be needing to get more meds than the other months, so I'll need all the help i can get.
I also need help to get food. Our supply is getting lower and lower and i haven't been getting many donations. I try to ration and cut expenses but at this point theres nothing else to cut.
Please help out. If enough of you send me $1 it would be enough for me to get food untill christmas...
Please, i beg you, send anything you can to [email protected], at PayPal.
Send me dms if you need to see prescriptions and everything else.
Please, spread the word. And thank you for helping me for all this time and so much. Without you, either me or my grandmother couldn't possibly be here.
Does anybody know if there's jobs out near hughesville Pennsylvania? That you don't need a degree or driver license for? Or no experience?
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Please I am on my knees begging you to at least read my story a little,
I really need help and support I am struggling to live with my children against this genocide🇵🇸...please share, reblog and donate💕🕊🌹
I personally don't have money to donate, but I did reblog sorry
My chemistry teacher is playing the new Fall Out Boy album and my faith in humanity is being restored
Story time: so I stay after school because I go to a poor private school and we don't have busses for locals. Since my parents can't get me I hang out at an after school program until my parents get me. I'm listening to music because that's just how I do when I realize I hear a deeper voice than usual(the aftercare is run by three women). I peek up to see that the new fifth grade teacher is helping one of his students with hw. The teacher was quietly listening to the student explaining the problems he didn't understand, and responding with the best advice he could give and reasoning as to why the problem was solved that way. Now this dude, who probably has a shit ton of lessons to prepare because tomorrow is a Thursday, is helping this kid with every problem. Every.single.one. When they finish they both calmly get up and the teacher gives a few notes to the aftercare ladies and explains what problems the student has and how best to fix them to help with future assignments. Now I never really talked to this particular teacher much because I've only known a select group of teachers and my school is very tight-knit. I don't even know his first name but Mr. Hall has restored my faith in the education system.
Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.
Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.
(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)
Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.
All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.
I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.
Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.
And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.
Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.
I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.
Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.
No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a responsibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.
They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.
This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.
In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.
At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.
I think the least we can do is remember them for it.
people talk all the time about “primal instincts” and it’s usually about violence or sexual temptations or something, but your humanity comes with a lot of different stuff that we do without really thinking about, that we do without being told to or prompted to
your average human comes pre-installed with instincts to:
Befriend
Tell story
Make Thing
Investigate
Share knowledge
Laugh
Sing
Dance
Empathize with
Create
we are chalk full of survival instincts that revolve around connecting to others (dog-shaped others, robot-shaped, sometimes even plant-shaped) and making things with our hands
your primal instincts are not bathed in blood- they are layered in people telling stories to each other around a fire over and over and putting devices together through trial and error over and over and reaching for someone and something every moment of the way
Faith in humanity pretty much restored
