"For the record, feminism by definition is: ‘The belief that men and women should have equal rights and opportunities. It is the theory of the political, economic and social equality of the sexes.’
I started questioning gender-based assumptions when at eight I was confused at being called “bossy,” because I wanted to direct the plays we would put on for our parents—but the boys were not.
When at 14 I started being sexualized by certain elements of the press.
When at 15 my girlfriends started dropping out of their sports teams because they didn’t want to appear “muscly.”
When at 18 my male friends were unable to express their feelings.
I decided I was a feminist and this seemed uncomplicated to me. But my recent research has shown me that feminism has become an unpopular word. Apparently I am among the ranks of women whose expressions are seen as too strong, too aggressive, isolating, anti-men and, unattractive.
Why is the word such an uncomfortable one?”
GUYS, THIS IS IMPORTANT. I’ve been a lifeguard for four years, and I didn’t fully appreciate this until a little kid jumped into the shallow end of the lap pool. He wasn’t flailing. His eyes were wide in panic and h would try and push himself off the bottom, but the water was right over his head. It took me a couple seconds to register what had happened, and fortunately, another swimmer right beside the kid managed to grab him when he saw my reaction.
My mother and I run a water safety non-profit organization and this is one of the things we teach.
In movies someone who is drowning always yells and screams and it’s very dramatic and obvious but in real life you really have to be paying attention
I was on holiday in Egypt when I was 14, and there was a 4-year-old Italian boy I had to save because no-one else even thought he was in trouble. Luckily, the water wasn’t too deep and only came up to my waist, but the kid was so small it covered his head. All he did was gasp for air and angle his head up, and tried kicking off the pool floor while reaching his hands up. I sat him on the edge of the pool in the shallow end and then his mother came over and thanked me.
I didn’t think much of it then, but I saved a life that day.
THIS COULD LITERALLY SAVE A LIFE.
After 2 years of lifeguarding and many more of competitive swimming I can verify this. Drowning signs are eerily quiet. It helps to catch them early. The pool I worked at had a large amount of regular clients. I’d always keep an extra lookout for people I didn’t recognize since I didn’t know their swimming ability. Their face aiming towards the sky is the first thing they’ll almost always do. Especially children.
Today is a horrible day.
Monday 4/21/2014, I was suspended from my very new job as a full time infant teacher after finding out that my physical was declared failed. Why was it failed? The picture above shows you. I was failed on my work physical for self harm scars that occured about 7-10 years ago when I was going through major abuse, loss, and other related events with my family.
I am NOT looking for pity, I am looking for help. This puts me out of a job, this puts me out of money and like any college student trying to make it on their own, I can’t be in this situation. I have bills to pay and I have to support myself, which I can’t do presently because of a faulty failed physical.
The doctor stated to me clearly he didn’t think I was capable of working with children or that should be working with children with these scars on my arms. He then failed my physical. I am attending college currently specifically for this career in Childcare. I am hurt, disgusted, and angry by all of this. This has reopened wounds and memories I’ve had tucked away for years and on top of it all, the career I’ve been striving for and will CONTINUE to strive for has been snatched away from me on bullshit terms.
If ANYONE, and I’m begging everyone on tumblr right now, if anyone can help me then please PRIVATE MESSAGE me. I am looking for legal advice and need to know what steps I can take. I am looking for ANYTHING to make sure I can secure myself in case I can’t find another full time job before bills become due again and I start getting hungry with only a dollar for food.
If you cannot give me advice or point me in the right direction there is one very important thing you can do for me. Just to give me one last hope and chance.
SIGNAL BOOST THIS. I need to get attention on this before it gets swept under the rug. So please. Reblog. Post to facebook. Post anywhere. Just link it back to my blog.
I need your help. PLEASE.
ok, so as i was talking about earlier, i have to give away at random one of the props from Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. I’ve had them for 10 years and I think its time for one of them to find a new home.
At random i will give away one of the following - An envelope for Mr Potter, A Knut, A Sickle or a Galleon (all are actually minted by a bank) or the Gringotts cheque as shown in my frame.
now i’m not asking you to follow me or any of those other stupid things the Tumblr Giveaway’s do, just reblog this post and when there are enough enough reblogs i will announce a winner at random