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Book Review: What I Hope for You

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Each page in this book effortlessly embodies an endearing wish from a grandmom's heart. 'W hat I Hope for You' by Jennifer Bonn is a heartwarming book that captures the world of joy and blessings a grandmother desires for her grandkids. The book further weaves in the happiness by manifesting vibrant illustrations by Bijan Samaddar. Many of us might not have our grandparents with us anymore, but this book takes us down memory, where we find solace in the author's words. She has numerous direct-action thoughts that set the spark in a young mind. Something like 'dream-big' tells a kid to set audacious goals and never look back. To believe in oneself and achieve! Such a wish can only come from dear grandma! Click HERE to buy the book The bond a grandmother has with her grandchildren is of abundant love, care, and everlasting hope. This book is a treasure trove of delightful memories that will warm your heart a

Ribbons from Anna

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Trying to find the motif in good deeds, I suddenly stumble upon this remarkable lineage that keeps me hooked on the stranger I confront. I n a small town where good deeds are accountable, I obsess about uncovering the hidden motives behind people's seemingly altruistic actions. I had become somewhat of a cynic, always searching for the ulterior motives or the hidden flaws in even the noblest gestures. One day, while waiting for the bus on my daily commute, I noticed a stranger - a woman with an air of mystery about her. She was handing out sandwiches to the homeless people who gathered at the stand, her smile genuine and her demeanor warm. As I watched her interact, I couldn't help but wonder, what was she gaining from this act of kindness? I approached her, my skepticism pricking at the back of my mind. "Excuse me," I said, "I couldn't help but notice you've been here every day, helping out. What's your story?" She turned to me wit

The Note on a LampPost

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I read about humanity and wanted to share it with you T oday, walking by the road, I saw a white note in a plastic bag. It was hanging from the lamppost. I went by the lamppost and read the words. It said, "I have lost a 50 dollar bill around somewhere here. If you find it, please can you return it to me." And then below it was an address. I went to that address and found a very old and feeble lady resting on the front porch. Hearing my rustle, she called out, "who is there?" I quickly went forward and told her I came to return her 50-dollar bill that I found by the lamppost. She instantly burst into tears and said that at least twenty other people had come to give her back the money and even so when she hadn't written the note on the lamppost. I insisted that she keep the $50 bill from me. She genuinely thanked me and brought me a glass of water from inside. When I was about to leave, she, in turn, requested that I tear up the note on the lamppo