is an ongoing effort on behalf of Save The Children to save the lives of children under five.
I am writing about this because my friend Lilly urged me to.
Nearly 10 million babies each year die due to hypothermia. That’s right, not hunger, but hypothermia. Half that number do not even make it to their first birthday. And staggering is the number of newborns unable to survive their first 24 hours of life. All that’s needed to prevent these terrible, tragic deaths are hats. The same little caps placed on the heads of our babies when they were born. These hats are vital to survival.One tiny cap! It’s not so much is it?
Rebecca and her 4th grade class, under the guidance of her teacher Patricia Bruno, knitted caps for Save the Children this year. These children, boys and girls, had so much fun with their creations, knitting 24 hours a day it seemed — in front of the TV, when they were supposed to be doing homework (!!) and simply as a means of relaxation. Rebecca not only learned a new skill that she will carry forth in life, but she is helping to make a difference. My daughter helped to save a life today. Wow! That’s powerful, impressive stuff. And you and your children can do the same thing too! To learn more about Knit One, Save One Program please visit Save the Children, and click on the Knit One, Save One: What You Can Do video. It doesn’t take much all! The world is a better and healthier place because of my daughter and her 4th grade class. And with all your help it can get better still!
As I sit with my morning coffee, laptop in my lap and watching the news I am aware of what a long 3 years it’s been. And, in many ways, and in some ways it seems to have just flown by. I am, in essence, watching history repeat itself. It’s Gustav this time, not Katrina and a week later. But those are minor details. We have learned some hard and valuable lessons from the time Hurricane Katrina came and struck with a vengeance. We watch, holding our breath, fingers crossed, hoping and praying that the levees don’t break.
We watched last time as she wreaked havoc on the folks along the Gulf Coast and devastated lives, cities, hopes and dreams. I vividly remember the images on television. The stories that struck me at that time were of those mothers giving birth in the filth and grime of the public streets in the oppressive heat and humidity. And the newborn babies crying. And the children without parents. And the homes that were flooded. And the pets abandoned and left to die. It was such a heartbreaking sight to me as I lay in my 38 week pregnant body atop of my bed watching the news. There was nothing I could do but shed a tear or two. My heart went out to these people. In my cool, comfortable air conditioned home, on my comfortable bed I was glued to the television set mesmerized by the images flashing in front of me. Never had I been so aware of my safety and comforts. I wanted to be able to help these people. There was nothing, absolutely nothing I could do.
The following weekend I was off my bed and my husband and I decided that we would honor our children’s wishes to have a lemonade stand. It was Labor Day and the neighborhood was bustling. We would have our stand in front of the house which was then on a fairly busy road. We would surely get a lot of traffic. One thing I told the children. This money would not be theirs. It would go to the people of New Orleans. They loved the idea! Our lemonade stand was born. Don and Rebecca made the sign. We went out and bought lemonade making supplies. And burgers and dogs and chips. We ended up having a massive barbecue. The best was in the end we raised over $300 that the children brought into the Red Cross. We had a great Labor Day. My kids had fun and did something to help those in need.
Two days later I was having a Labor Day of my own!
This is one of my favorite pictures!
Rebecca and Annie are also expecting!
We are at the Red Cross ready to give them the money we raised