Some of you may be aware of my 'distaste' for all things Bratz. I am now the proud owner of 1 single and 1 double doona set, they are pink, they are girly and they are Bratz!
We went to a fundraiser auction at a pub last night. It was organised a week ago, in that time there were so many donations. AFL jumpers signed by the whole 2009 teams, Gary Ablett Jnr was there signing things, Kayaks, fishing charters, you name it. Not sure how much was raised but 1 jumper with Ablett Jnr & Snr sigs went for $3k, its going to be put on Ebay and all the proceeds of that too will go to the Gippland relief fund. The amount of money out of such a small, drought and fire affect region... Bless their sweaty socks.
We left at 10pm, kids slept in their clothes with red icypole stains around their mouths and tomato sauce from the sausage sizzle caked between their fingers.
On the walk back to our car a few young blokes came running out of the pub, jumped in a car and sped off. It was on the tip of my tongue 'bloody hoons, bet they've been drinking'.
They pulled up at the CFA shed.. we watched them don the stained and stinking gear they have been in and out of for the last 2 weeks. Jump in the truck and wait for a 4th man to come, and he did wearing his PJs. They left town in with lights but no siren so they didn't wake anyone.
Thoughtful and selfless, brave and modest.
Passed them on our way home, they were returning to town. Either a false alarm or there were enough crews from the other small towns to handle the job. Every call could be a Saturday 7th. Or a car accident involving someone they know. Or a prank call.
Humbling.
We as a society don't do enough for each other. We sit back and watch others DO. We appreciate their effort, we thank them. But we expect that someone else will DO.
Not just fight fires.
Thankyou to the man next door to Nana that puts a days dry wood at her back door every day in winter, and the man across the street who mows her grass when he does his own. The lady across the street who knocks on the door if the curtains are not opened.
Thanyou to the young boy that put my trolley away while l was getting kids in the car in the rain.. and returned my token.
Thankyou to the woman that puts a bowl of clean water outside her gate on a hot day for passing dogs.
Thankyou to the little girl that held a door open for me when l had my hands full of grumpy kids.
We went to a fundraiser auction at a pub last night. It was organised a week ago, in that time there were so many donations. AFL jumpers signed by the whole 2009 teams, Gary Ablett Jnr was there signing things, Kayaks, fishing charters, you name it. Not sure how much was raised but 1 jumper with Ablett Jnr & Snr sigs went for $3k, its going to be put on Ebay and all the proceeds of that too will go to the Gippland relief fund. The amount of money out of such a small, drought and fire affect region... Bless their sweaty socks.
We left at 10pm, kids slept in their clothes with red icypole stains around their mouths and tomato sauce from the sausage sizzle caked between their fingers.
On the walk back to our car a few young blokes came running out of the pub, jumped in a car and sped off. It was on the tip of my tongue 'bloody hoons, bet they've been drinking'.
They pulled up at the CFA shed.. we watched them don the stained and stinking gear they have been in and out of for the last 2 weeks. Jump in the truck and wait for a 4th man to come, and he did wearing his PJs. They left town in with lights but no siren so they didn't wake anyone.
Thoughtful and selfless, brave and modest.
Passed them on our way home, they were returning to town. Either a false alarm or there were enough crews from the other small towns to handle the job. Every call could be a Saturday 7th. Or a car accident involving someone they know. Or a prank call.
Humbling.
We as a society don't do enough for each other. We sit back and watch others DO. We appreciate their effort, we thank them. But we expect that someone else will DO.
Not just fight fires.
Thankyou to the man next door to Nana that puts a days dry wood at her back door every day in winter, and the man across the street who mows her grass when he does his own. The lady across the street who knocks on the door if the curtains are not opened.
Thanyou to the young boy that put my trolley away while l was getting kids in the car in the rain.. and returned my token.
Thankyou to the woman that puts a bowl of clean water outside her gate on a hot day for passing dogs.
Thankyou to the little girl that held a door open for me when l had my hands full of grumpy kids.
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