The power of Facebook
I go to Facebook for years. I've always found a tool nice to catch up with old friends "disappeared" or a fun hobby. But this time, Facebook has surprised me.
You all know what has struck me the story of two twins of Lausanne. Just ten days ago I joined the Facebook group " Missing & Alessia Livia" and I opened up a world. Within days, members have more than tripled, and apart from some rare cases on this page each of more than 34,000 members from the best. Some merely to express his closeness to the family, others are available for injury research and others in promoting self-organizing petitions or appeals or alerts research. In addition, there are many roads that are visited by members of the group, seeking the truth or just to provide ideas to investigators. Another aspect that struck me is the geographical origin of the members the majority coming from Italy, Switzerland, France, Germany, but come and witness appeals from around the world. Everyone writes in their own language and, thanks to Google Translate, we understand and we will respond in 4 or 5 languages. Even if all this mobilization does not bring concrete results, is a testimony of love and support continues for mother of girls, who expressed his appreciation to the people who belong to it. Power of the web! If you also want
make a small gesture for the two little girls, you can sign the petition prompting the major broadcasters Italian, Swiss and French not to "forget" about this case and send notice of the search. All this is to prevent, in memory of those gates is the face of girls, who, if they are still alive, but could be sighted.
Monday, February 28, 2011
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On the road again
Return from baby parking. Cecilia on the stroller, asleep, and Sofia that has dragged on hanging on my hand tired after a morning of play. A man in his seventies, began to look away from Sofia and then me, then me and Sophia, with a questioning and a bit 'disgusted. I turn to check that Sofia has not smashed the snot everywhere and go on. When I get a few feet from him, me in front of him and tells Sofia: "The pacifier me I take it, but do not you ashamed?" I pretend not to hear ... But I should say "But she is not ashamed to go around scaring the kids with pacifiers?".
Walk under the famous arcades of Turin with his grandmother. A lady, this time closer to 80 than to 70, Sofia looks and says, 'Look, I may cut it. " Grandma and I have been banned and we did not understand then and there that he was referring to the language. The fact is that Sofia was not doing his tongue out at anyone, he was only doing "like Indians" ...
In conclusion, but quite a few of your cavolacci I'll want to do?? Sofia had not even seen you!
Return from baby parking. Cecilia on the stroller, asleep, and Sofia that has dragged on hanging on my hand tired after a morning of play. A man in his seventies, began to look away from Sofia and then me, then me and Sophia, with a questioning and a bit 'disgusted. I turn to check that Sofia has not smashed the snot everywhere and go on. When I get a few feet from him, me in front of him and tells Sofia: "The pacifier me I take it, but do not you ashamed?" I pretend not to hear ... But I should say "But she is not ashamed to go around scaring the kids with pacifiers?".
Walk under the famous arcades of Turin with his grandmother. A lady, this time closer to 80 than to 70, Sofia looks and says, 'Look, I may cut it. " Grandma and I have been banned and we did not understand then and there that he was referring to the language. The fact is that Sofia was not doing his tongue out at anyone, he was only doing "like Indians" ...
In conclusion, but quite a few of your cavolacci I'll want to do?? Sofia had not even seen you!
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The foster family : the experience of Barbara
Today we host a post from Barbara, assiduous reader of the blog:
Today we host a post from Barbara, assiduous reader of the blog:
| I like the idea of \u200b\u200bpromoting the experience of family, the emotional two posts made by Christian .... Children who do not come and the fate of the twins in Lausanne . because there is no similarity between the arguments, but because when you are dealing with these issues and concerns, we see perhaps more importantly, the warmth and love that could be key reading and new action, in our hands, to do better. In this respect, then I would tell my experience with my husband and family foster care .... Happy reading and this is for you and for those who know a little seed in the desert! As a child I always had the idea in his head that I would have taken one or more children, I loved the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing able to welcome someone who had not had my own fortune, to grow into a beautiful and healthy family. I did not know the foster family. But you know, life is fraught with surprises and my, our, arrived nine years ago. At the time I worked in a small housing community for three to thirteen. I began a wonderful life with my partner in a new house and spacious. The space that was in our hearts overflowing with love, there was also physically. An empty room to accommodate. We launched, we wanted to make absolutely one of those children to share our happiness, to share the excess with everything else. The image that I had this mix for the head ... a huge tray chock full of wonderful fruit so abundant that it was selfish to keep to ourselves. facts rite talks have entrusted us with a lovely pre-teen, found within a couple of weeks, which would try to live this experience with us, we ended up in 5 days to furnish the empty room and start making parents full time. The beginning was heady, three mines were wandering, wishing that all was well, well, well! Then time started the small problems of coexistence and fear on the part of our small, that we could send away ... of course the verbal assurances were not enough for her and so we put to the test, test our seal to it, has begun to verify our seal of torque. What time guys. Now I smile, but when we were crying. There is a manual that tells what the different phases and how to behave, is a great inner work, comparing mutual growth. The important thing is to know clearly what you want out of life. I wanted my partner and I wanted her with us, everything else had to solve. No panic! Two years had passed she had finally adapted to our way of life, at school all right, with the family of origin ups and downs. Meanwhile, I discovered she was pregnant ... what joy, what surprise, everything is booming. Trust him, of course. She is part of the family .... the reaction is immediate and unexpected. She bursts into tears! "Now send me away ..." "No, no love for us you are here you have the right to stay in it and like what we are there." The sun had just come back! From there only one way down ... At eighteen she returned from her mother, a little early for us, in our opinion should remain with us a few more years, but she preferred it. With hindsight, he acknowledged the "sense of omnipotence" of teenagers who think they can change the lives of others. It did not happen. But we are all proud of the little woman who has become, by his brothers, goes to university, work part time and above all has always been a sweet smile that comes from the heart and radiates the room where he is. Good way baby! We were happy to be your walking stick to lean on when you needed it! If you can, given a chance to someone else, you will yourself to do so. Believe me! B. |
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