今天小编在这给大家整理了年龄不是问题?小候鸟对公益说I?can，本文共2篇，我们一起来看看吧！
篇1：年龄不是问题 小候鸟对公益说I can
年龄不是问题 小候鸟对公益说I can
“叔叔，看一下这份宣传单吧，是关于保护水资源的。” 7月15日，浙江师范大学“玉联心帆”实践队在台州玉环县庆澜公园门口举办了一场五水共治文化节之节水长廊游园会。有心人可以发现在活动的各个环节都闪现着小朋友的身影。
节水长廊的.活动主要有物理节水小实验、节水知识有奖问答、市民携手签名、公益义卖等有趣的活动，吸引了大批市民与孩子一起前来参与，“大哥哥晚上的实验好有趣，鸡蛋能浮起来真的太神奇了”一个做完实验的小孩子兴奋的说。在活动中还有几个年仅十一、二岁的小志愿者，他们都是队员们在支教活动中的学生。“当我上课通知他们可以参加公益活动的时候小学生们表现的可积极了，他们都一个劲的地争着想要和我们一起来做公益呢！。”队员王琼苑感叹道，本次游园活动中还设有爱心义卖环节，将之前小学生们在手工课上画的画进行义卖，所获得的钱将会全额捐入红十字会，也算是教小朋友们从小就要有一颗关爱他人的心。小候鸟是进城务工农民一同带来的子女，他们从小不管是物质生活还是精神生活都过得比较辛苦。
“希望参加公益活动不仅能提高他们的精神素养，更能愉悦他们的身心，使他们从社会压力中摆脱出来”团支书袁湖晓表示。在实践过程中，许多小学生都对参加诸如敬老、军营慰问等公益活动，都表现出了浓厚的兴趣，身为弱势群体的他们却还能尽自己所能去帮助其他人，表现出了新一代少年的优良风范。
篇2：我真不能相信你说的你的年龄(I can't believe you tell people your age)
“i can't believe you tell people your age,”my friend commented.
hey, i don't mind. really. in fact, i love my age, because every single birthday means more than just presents and chocolate cake.the day i heard the word“cancer”spoken by my doctor, my life turned upside down.
“i have a test on monday,”i said foolishly, thinking that the doctor would postpone surgery so i could ace1 my humanities test. what i didn't realize is that i was preparing for the biggest test of my life.
within hours i discovered that i did have cancer. it had spread to my lymph nodes2. i learned at 32 years of age to face mortality3. every time the doctors entered my room, they walked in with bad news and one more specialist. one white coat meant cancer. two white coats meant chemo4. three meant radiation. four meant detection of another possible tumor 5.
at one point five doctors stood around my bed. it seemed fitting because the statistics dropped to a 10% chance of surviving five years. one doctor for each year i might live.
there were a multitude of 6 reasons to stick around 7a husband of 12 years that i loved a whole lot and three beautiful children that were clueless to the plight8 of their mom and dad, but who gave me daily strength in their innocent love and handmade gifts that hung on the hospital wall.
to this day, i still have a crayon picture of me resting in bed, with a large head and larger lips, with a thermometer 1 sticking out of my mouth. the words,“get well so u can com home”was my mantra2.
i'm thankful for cancer in many ways. does that sound crazy? i wouldn't wish it on anybody and i don't want to go through it again, but it was a teacher. it helped me to treasure every single day. it forced me to prioritize3 my life. things that were once important seemed foolish. it pushed me off the rolling wheel this society calls sacred and let me pursue the desires of my heart, instead of my wallet. it gave me the ability to see life as fragile, not one day promised. it allowed me to treasure my three beautiful children, who sometimes brought heartache along with joy as they grew up, who are all now in college and can now spell beautifully.
when i hit my 5th year of survival, i left my job to write full time. i decided not to write one more word about anything that didn't matter to me. it was a step of faith, but it made perfect sense. cancer taught me not to let the opportunities of your heart pass you by because we are not promised“one day”or“someday.”on my 40th birthday, i rode gocarts4 with 30 of my closest friends to celebrate. the numbers 40 hanging across the wall were a beautiful sight.
i celebrated my 10th year of survival on a boat in the amazon in the rainforest of brazil. i sat on the top level and watched the sun rise and from somewhere so deep inside, i thanked god for the opportunity to experience life through facing death.
you see, life has become a series of celebrations. last month, i celebrated my 13th year of survival and embraced my 44th birthday. next month, richard and i will celebrate our 24th anniversary. leslie, my oldest, turned 21 last year. my twins are 20. all young adults now, all running after their own dreams, because my bout1 with cancer taught them too.i look at my friend and answer her question. do i mind telling my age? absolutely not. i'll shout it from the rooftops2. i'm 44! i'm thankful for all 10 gray hairs.
when i look in the mirror and notice the small lines appearing around my mouth and eyes, i don't call them wrinkles. i call them opportunities.
every line was placed there by a smile that creased my facean experience, large or small, that came from living this gift called life.(by t. suzanne eller )
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