Welcome to another Nomination Wednesday post, where we take a look on the people who have inspired everyone around the world.
This week’s nomination goes to Prince Henry (or “Harry”, as he’s known) of Wales.
About Prince Harry
Well, there isn’t a lot I can say as everyone knows and has heard of Prince Harry. However, I would like to share some of the many, wonderful charities he supports because they deserve to be mentioned; they include – Sentebale, MapAction and WellChild.
Why Did I Nominate Prince Harry?
Since I was young, I’ve always looked up to Prince Harry. He’s an excellent role model and an inspiration to children. I also admire the charitable work he does – like saving the animals, helping the sick, and wounded and participating in many special events like the Invictus Games for example.
Prince Harry has also inspired me to help others, hence me working at the British Heart Foundation shop. Every charity he supports is wonderful and makes me smile; I wish there were more people like him.
If I had an opportunity right now, I want to thank Prince Harry for helping the community and for the inspiration he has given to the young and young-hearted. Truly, he is a remarkable person. 🙂
I found this quote, from a small calendar that we have in our computer room. I wanted to show this quote, as I believe it is true especially if you are looking love.
Please note that I do not own the quote as it belongs to the original owner.
So many fairytales we read as children – and the love stories we watch on TV when we’re older – tell us that we’re not enough unless we have man. And it’s like, “No, homie! You can be a bonus when I have time for you in my life”.
– Sophia Bush
As many of you know, I love to write quotes on my Waiting For A Rainbow posts. However, I’ve realised that I have never shown you my favourite quotes, written by many others. So without further ado, I will now show you my top five favourite quotes. I hope you enjoy them.
All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.
Just say yes: just say there’s nothing holding you back.
Zoe Sugg (a.k.a. Zoella)
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
My greatest beauty secret is being happy with myself. I don’t use special creams or treatments – I’ll use a little bit of everything. It’s a mistake to think you are what you put on yourself. I believe that a lot of how you look is to do with how you feel about yourself and your life. Happiness is the greatest beauty secret.
Sorry, this post isn’t long; I going to busy for a while as I have a lot of homework to catch up and I’m rehearsing for a secret project (which I won’t reveal until the next Waiting For A Rainbow post). But don’t worry, I’ll be back soon and be posting more blogs!!!!!
Ever since I was younger, I use to love my imagination. I loved dressing up, make up stories with my old dolls and drawing in A4 lined notebooks. But for me, memories were my childhood. I remember going to a local country park with members of my materinal family; my Aunts’, uncles’, cousins, my parents, great uncle and great aunt sitting in the sunshine, having a picnic, and playing games; walking in the woodland and us, kids playing “pooh sticks”, over the nearest bridge.
It’s bridges like these were my cousins and I played “Pooh Sticks”.
Although memories will always stick with you forever, that doesn’t mean you have to change. Life can be a challenge and I find that to be successful is to simply be yourself. Never let people change you, just for their sakes.
Next time you see a fallen tree trunk and you want to walk on it, then go for it. If you want to fly a kite, then fly that kite. And if you want to create more happy memories, don’t be afraid. Adults can have treasured moments too.
To be young at heart is to be yourself. You live in your own world, one full of joy and blissful happiness.
Today was not one of my best days. At Drama school, I’ve been preparing for a presentation (which is tomorrow, eek!!!) but there have been people in my group who choose not to co-operate; disappear when we’re trying to work on a section, not listening, or respecting individuals and spreading nasty rumours about other people. And worse, our wonderful, respective team leader was off sick.
One of my best friends was so stressed out that she couldn’t deal with it. I asked how she was; she said, “I’m not okay”. I felt really sorry for her and offered to sit with her. But she said no; I presumed that she wanted to be on her own. So during our break, I unexpectedly said to my group, “Listen you guys. You need to pull your s**t together, because you are disrespecting our leader. It’s not good enough”.
I hardly swear but it’s one of the times, where I had to use the language of the teens (as I like to call it). Some of my peers are only young, so I try and keep things even.
But, the group had arguments again so I just stood up, left the classroom and went to study outside. Then, one boy came and said something horrible about one of my friends, so, again, I stepped in. I told him clearly that he shouldn’t spread rumours because he’ll hurt someone’s feelings.
“What if he isn’t there?” the boy asked.
“Just don’t because I don’t like people turning against each other”, I concluded.
During the rest of the day, I felt guilty about what I did and got really stressed about it. I even was late to a workshop; however, the workshop took away my troubles and I felt a lot better.
When I came home, I told my parents what happened. I thought that they were going to tell me off or lecture me about social situations again. “Well done”.
I was puzzled by my Dad’s words. “Did you say ‘well done’, Dad?”
“Yes”, he replied. He then explained that not many people stand up for their friends, team members, etc.
I learned something about myself an important lesson today. That it’s okay to stand up for what you believe in, even if it may involve politics, power or teachers – just as long the situations are good (not for bad excuses like making up lies for example) and they involve important points. No one should be afraid to stand up and change the world you live in. And if people don’t like what you’re doing, they can just take a hike!
No one is alone, because we all have a voice.
Hiya everyone, Gigi here. 🙂
This post is a special one because this is a challenge I have agreed to participate to help spread the love. Thank you so much to QUIRKYSHINE for nominating me.
If you want to check out her post or her actual blog; please click on the link descriptions below:
Quirkyshine’s Challenge: https://quirkyshine.wordpress.com/2015/03/13/love-in-ten-sentences-challenge/
Quirkyshine’s blog: https://quirkyshine.wordpress.com/author/quirkyshine/
Love can be kind,
Love can be cruel
And love can be strange
But love does bring change;
Love may bring surprises;
Love may have its goodbyes,
But love is seen, inside our eyes.
Love is special, love is gentle,
Love will conquer all, love will stand tall
Because no human love is too big or too small.
My Own Favourite Love Quote:
I love you
And always will.
Because there is no one like you.
Originally taken (and updated) from My Valentine’s Message to My Parents (14th February 2015)
My Favourite Love Quote:
Let no one
Who loves be unhappy…
Even love unreturned
Has its rainbow
My Favourite Love Song Lyrics:
There’s no love like your love
And no other could give more love.
There’s nowhere unless you’re there
All the time, all the way.
(Everything I Do) I Do It For You by Bryan Adams
I now turn to nominate some of my followers to participate. If you accept, you guys have to write a ten line poem, which have to contain the word “love” and can either include your favourite love quote or lyrics at the end.
Here are my ten nominees:
Good luck, guys. 🙂
This post was requested by my parents, especially my Mum in general. While I was growing up, I heard stories from them about other people with Autism giving literatures about their lives and how they struggle each day. My Mum then said to me I could write a post about and there it is: my life, as an Autistic young woman.
I was diagnosed with Autistic Spectrum Disorder when I was two years old. I can’t remember the day the doctors told my Mum or the side affects before the diagnosis. Apparently, I had a lot of screaming fits, nasty temper tantrums and would often hit people. But it was mystery of how it started; the family believes my change came from the MMR vacation while others may say it was my birth. I was born a month prematurely after my Mum was sudden taken ill while extremely high blood pressure, but luckily we both survived.
I say, I believe in both cases because from the stories I heard from my parents, I think my Autism was really, really bad. I was also I sickly child and I was often ill (and still am, as an adult); it would take me forever to cover. The longest time it took me was nearly six months when I had whooping cough as a teen.
In both Primary and Secondary school, I found it really hard to socialise and co-operate with the other children. I did have a few friends, but most of them saw me in a different way. Mum said it was hard to find schools that’ll take on Autistic students; I realised this when we were looking for Secondary schools. To me, they might say, “Oh, there’s room for you come here”, or “You’re not good enough to join our school”. However, we did find schools that would accept me. Studying was really hard; half the time, I was in the classroom with my peers and the half was in “different rooms” where I would learn social skills and do spelling tests with learning support staff. I did mix and mingle with other students with Autism, Down’s Syndrome, etc. but the students in Secondary weren’t very co-operate.
Outside the classrooms, however, I was picked on and bullied a lot. Mostly by boys. I would often have habits by talking to myself, playing by myself and always being a jolly, happy child. This made a target for bullies. They called me names, laugh at me, poke my body (sometimes my private parts) and in one case, I was pushed hard against to a wall when someone saw me by myself near a stair landing. I was very vulnerable and because of this, I started to lose confidence in myself. I was also excluded by the popular kids, no matter how I tired to be polite. The only people I would say who I trusted and still do, are my family and teachers. I had a lot of nice teachers at school, even teachers who other students didn’t really like. However, there was this one teacher I had who was not nice towards children. I heard a story that she pushed a child in the school corridor one time, but she left before the summer holidays.
My parents saw this as a worrying thing, so they tired to make me feel better. As a child, I went to therapy sessions; speech, how to walk properly (I had really bad balance), went homoeopathic hospitals, had ultrasounds on my heart because I had difficulty doing physical running and I even brush therapy. I’m not joking on this one; for this session, I had someone stroking my hand palms with a paintbrush to make me feel calmer. To begin with, they were really ticklish so Mum and I called them “tickling brushes” and still do to this day. Most of the therapy sessions did help; when I was older, I began to feel more calmer and kinder.
But I still have a lot to learn. So far, I haven’t been able to travel by myself; as I need public transport to get me places. I still haven’t formed strong relationships with some of my peers. Today at Drama school, I still get picked on because other students want to give me three attention or for some other reason. One time, I got stalked by someone, who was just being nasty. That person scared me so bad that I hid and cried in a public lavatory. However, I’m starting to get a little bit better; I start to feel more confident about social situations. I try and see it as a learning curve.
Despite my difficulties, I have achieved many things in life including getting loads of certificates at both schools, including an Outstanding Contribution to School Life certificate, when my Secondary school celebrated a special anniversary; participating in the Special Olympics, did a regional swimming competition, and won three gold medals when I was only eight years old and of course, my every own blog. It’s a lot to achieve by; to be honest, I’m not proud with some of them but it has showed that anything is possible, even if I am Autistic. I would love to achieve more, such as passing my driving test, graduate University and travel the world. If anybody says it’s not possible, I would say to myself, “I’m going to prove your wrong”.
Being Autistic isn’t really easy and lots of people wouldn’t know today if I have Autism. I know others who I can see that they have Autism; some do things I feel uncomfortable about or have difficulty to co-operate by, but then I always forget that I was in the same position, a long time ago. I think people need to have patience with anyone who has Autism or any other disability because they may struggle in life and need to shown kindly, instead of being criticised all the time when a parent says you forget to wash up the dishes again or when a peer tells you off for getting something wrong in class when they know they’re not supposed too. We need to learn as a community that Autism isn’t a label or people who are different aren’t punching bags, invisible objects or strangers, they’re human beings and they need help from teachers, parents and friends.
Please take this really seriously, as there will more people with Autism in the future who will comer do an amazing things in their lifetime but they can’t do it alone because they need help from the people they love.
I will know leave you with a comment by Karen Kingsbury:
“But the Beast was a good person…the Prince looked on the outside the way the Beast was on the inside. Sometimes people couldn’t see the inside of the person unless they like the outside of a person. Because they hadn’t learned to hear the music yet.”