I’m No Superstar is a blog for people like me who want to make a difference in the world but know they aren’t activists. Each post contains a social action idea that most of us could do, a book that’s worth reading, or a link to a website that offers other ideas. Oh, and it’s all introduced by a sometimes quirky story from my life.
We are watching the long version of Pride and Prejudice—the Colin Firth version, of course—and as I began to write this, Mrs. Bennett says this to Bingley,”When you have killed all your own birds, Mr. Bingley, I beg you will come here and shoot as many as you please.” We could adapt that line for
Forgive the distortion of Scripture in the title, but it seemed appropriate for this topic. Thanks to the Six Seeds parenting e-zine, I learned an interesting story about the University of Georgia head football coach Mark Richt. He and his wife put their lakefront second home up for sale in order to donate more money
Grandparents brag. It’s what we do. So when our friends Art and Sue Sell began to brag about their grandson Trevor, I was prepared to listen politely but nothing more. Of course there was the initial “just graduated from Temple with a degree in landscape architecture.” But then they told me he was in Haiti,
When I worked as a copy editor for a large in-house agency at a corporation that will remain nameless, we had loads of scintillating conversation at our staff meetings. While your work team meeting might focus on action steps, brainstorming or implementation, ours focused on word usage: How do you decide if it’s “which” or
“I’m not going to school,” my 6-year-old grandson insisted last Friday. Our daughter Joy was confused because Hunter loves school. “Hunter, get on the bus.” “No.” “Why not?” “Because I am taking the money I was saving for vacation to God’s Warehouse [a local thrift store] and buying clothes and toys for the kids that
I was at the mall just before Easter to pick up my new glasses at LensCrafters. The prescription was very different, so I wanted to walk around a bit to get used to it before I turned my car into a weapon on the road. As I took a few steps, looking at a few
Not a new life for you (although that’s fine, too, if you need one). Imagine a new life for families who deal with crushing poverty, for girls sold into sex slavery because their parents cannot feed them. That’s what Michelle Kime and Aiyana Ehrman imagined, and they did more than dream about it. They started
When I started my blog, more than six years ago now, I said my goal was to encourage those like me who are not activists but want to make a difference in the world by providing ideas and links to organizations worthy of support. That’s still my goal. But as I spent time in my
“The hurrier I go, the behinder I get” is one of those “Amish” sayings you find on trivets sold at tourist traps here in Lancaster County. There are days (weeks? months?) when I feel the sentiment is true. I let things slide (like timely blog posts, for instance). The magazines I receive go in a basket
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