extended family
All about how to stay connected, strengthen ties and talk politics with your big, happy extended family.
Do Not Travel to Europe If You Intend to Evade Trump's America
I am well aware that 2024 will go down in history as a watershed year for our liberal American friends. There are those of you who have lost all sense of belonging in your own nation, and I assure you that I could not be more empathetic if I tried.
By Mohammed Abu Jazarabout a year ago in Families
Father: The Unrecognised Fountain of Sacrifice
Father: The Unrecognised Fountain of Sacrifice Within the four walls of a house, the individual whose unwavering efforts hold the family together is none other than the father. His life is a continuous saga of sacrifice, selfless service, and unspoken love. Every action he takes is imbued with an infinite affection for his children, yet this affection often remains unnoticed and unacknowledged.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Families
The Pillars of Health: Towards a Comprehensive Understanding of Well-Being. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The Pillars of Health: Towards a Comprehensive Understanding of Well-Being Health has been known as a negative concept—that is, the absence of disease—but it connotes much more than this. Indeed, the word 'health' refers to physical, mental, and social well-being, bringing dynamism and multiplicity to help us through this sea of complexities and contradictions of modern life. It is relevant to understand and prioritize 'health' in its fullest sense. This article addresses the dimensions of health and how they interlink to generate a comprehensive picture of wellness.
By Shariq Mehmood Khanabout a year ago in Families
Combating the Obesity Epidemic through Employee Health Programs. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Combating the Obesity Epidemic through Employee Health Programs Obesity is a global health menace, affecting millions at large and stressful the health care systems all around the world. As workplace wellness is attaining momentum, organizations are uniquely positioned to address obesity with effective employee health programs that enhance healthier lifestyles, lead to increased productivity, and result in long-term well-being.
By Shariq Mehmood Khanabout a year ago in Families
White House Climate Corps: EPA's New Environmental Justice Program. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
White House Climate Corps: EPA's New Environmental Justice Program We're amped up for the White House Environment Corps, an earth shattering drive that is stirring up ecological activity. This program is set to enormously affect hindered networks while handling environmental change head-on. It's not simply one more government project; it's a unique advantage for youngsters hoping to have a genuine effect in their networks and then some.
By Shariq Mehmood Khanabout a year ago in Families
Do You Want to Discover Your Child’s Hidden Talent? Are You Ready to Become a Talent Hunter?
1. The Foundation of Understanding Children: Observation The first step in discovering talent and interests is observation. Children are naturally curious and spend much of their time exploring. Parents can gather vital clues by carefully watching which activities their children spend time on, which games they enjoy, and what topics interest them.
By Super Bulldogabout a year ago in Families
The Chicken Who Wanted to Be in the Soup. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The Chicken Who Wanted to Be in the Soup Howdy, I'm Cluckworth, and indeed, I'm a chicken. You're probably thinking about how I am writing this, but just trust me, our chickens have our ways. Anyway, that is not important now. What's important is that I, Cluckworth, have a dream. A scrumptious, savory dream. I want to be in the soup. Yeah, you heard me right, soup. Plus, some soup, but the most gourmet, five-star chicken soup the world has ever tasted. Now, before you start cracking up in horror, let me explain. For my whole life, I have heard alarming stories about chickens being converted into food. "Oh no, the pot is coming for us!" "Run! The farmer's holding a knife!" Typical chicken fear, right? Not me. I was curious from day one. As the vast array of diverse chickens retreated at the mere threat of "chicken dinner," I found myself curious. That is to say, come on, if you are leaving, why leave in defeat? Be remembered, be savored!
By Shariq Mehmood Khanabout a year ago in Families
The Christmas wish
**The Christmas Wish** Snow fell delicately over the humble community of Evergreen, covering the roofs and roads in a shining white sheet. Eight-year-old Clara squeezed her nose against the cold window, looking out at the gleaming lights adorning her neighbours' homes. It was Christmas Eve, and the air hummed with energy. Yet, in Clara's heart, there was a minuscule hurt. This year was unique. Her father, a fireman, was away working, and it would be the primary Christmas without him at home. Clara had thought of her Christmas wish to St Nick weeks prior: *"Please bring Daddy home for Christmas."* Her mom, attempting to keep the occasion soul alive, had set up the tree and prepared Clara's #1 treats. However, as they hung the last trimming - a wooden star with "Our Loved ones" cut into it - Clara couldn't stop the tear that descended her cheek. "Try not to be miserable, darling," her mother expressed, bowing next to her. "Daddy loves you so much, and he'll think about us." Clara gestured, yet her chest felt weighty. That evening, as she lay in bed, she murmured to the roof, "St Nick, assuming you're genuine, kindly bring Daddy home." Promptly the following morning, Clara woke to the sound of sledge chimes — or if nothing else, she figured she did. Scouring her eyes, she hurried to the window. There was no sledge, simply a new layer of snow and the brilliant sparkle of sunrise. On the first floor, the front room was changed. Gifts of every kind imaginable sat under the tree, the aroma of cinnamon drifted from the kitchen, and the chimney popped heartily. Yet, Clara's heart sank when she didn't see her father. "Good day, sleepyhead!" her mother welcomed her, holding a cup of hot chocolate finished off with whipped cream. "Happy holidays!" "Happy holidays," Clara said delicately, attempting to marshal a grin. As they started opening up presents, the doorbell rang. Clara livened up, her heart hustling. Might it at some point be? Her mother made her way to uncover their neighbour, Mr Thompson, holding a plate of treats. "Happy holidays!" he shouted, venturing inside. Clara's shoulders drooped. She enjoyed Mr. Thompson, yet he wasn't who she was expecting. Sometime thereafter, Clara and her mother packaged up and went to the town square for the yearly Christmas march. Youngsters snickered as they pursued one another, families shared warm cups of cocoa, and an ensemble sang ditties close to the enormous Christmas tree in the middle. Be that as it may, Clara couldn't shake her bitterness. Indeed, even as St Nick rode through the procession on his sledge, waving and tossing sweets sticks, she felt an ache of dissatisfaction. Coming back, Clara spotted something strange close to the edge of the recreation area: a little, messy canine shuddering under a seat. "Mother, look!" she shouted, running over. The canine, a small brown-and-white terrier, gazed upward with miserable eyes. Clara's mother faltered. "Gracious, darling, we can't simply take somebody's canine — " "He doesn't have a choker," Clara intruded, tenderly scooping the canine into her arms. The little animal licked her face appreciatively, and Clara laughed interestingly that day. "Well," her mother said, grinning, "I guess he can remain with us until we view him as his proprietor." Clara named the canine Snowball and spent the remainder of the early evening time playing with him. Briefly, the weight in her heart lifted, and their home felt somewhat more brilliant. That night, as the stars sparkled above, Clara sat by the chimney with Snowball nestled into her lap. Her mother read her a Christmas story, yet Clara's considerations held floating to her father. She wanted to see Snowball and sit with them by the fire. Out of nowhere, there was a sound — a weak jingling of chimes, trailed by a delicate thump at the entryway. Clara's mother looked bewildered. "Who might that at some point be at this hour?" Clara hopped up, her heart beating. She made the way to find… "Daddy!" she cried, hurling herself entirely into his arms. Her father, wearing his fireman uniform, embraced her firmly. "Happy holidays, Clara," he said, his voice brimming with warmth. "I got exceptional authorization to return home for the evening." Tears spilt down Clara's face as she stuck to him. "I missed you to such an extent!" "I missed you as well, my little star," he said, kissing the highest point of her head. That evening, the Carter family sat together by the tree, sharing stories and giggling. Snowball yelped energetically as Clara's father threw him a piece of turkey, and Clara felt her heart load up with euphoria. As she prepared for bed, her father wrapped her up, very much like he used to. "Did you make a Christmas wish this year?" he inquired. Clara gestured. "I wanted for you to get back home." Her father grinned, his eyes gleaming like the stars. "Indeed, it seems as though St Nick came through." Clara radiated. "This is the best Christmas of all time." What's more, as she floated off to rest, she realized she would constantly recall the enchantment of this Christmas — the Christmas her desire worked out as expected.
By Rifdan Hasan Diproabout a year ago in Families
How to Write a Professional Article: A Complete Guide
How to Write a Professional Article: A Complete Guide Writing well is a critical talent in the fields of journalism and content production. Articles must adhere to a specific level of professionalism whether they are published online or in print in order to interest, educate, and influence readers. But writing articles well might often feel like a difficult task. This manual functions as a professional article writing script, giving authors the resources and techniques they need to regularly generate excellent written material.
By hani Ghanemabout a year ago in Families
Why don't older kids engage in reading book
I was lucky as a parent in many ways, but I always felt especially grateful that my kids were readers. They were so into reading, in fact, that we had to replace a few of our Harry Potter books because they’d been so heavily used and abused (one child loved to read them while eating; a couple of the volumes became pretty gross).
By jaklin genieabout a year ago in Families
