I believe "Small acts can change the world", but I need help
Organized by: Bobbi Prentice
September 16, 2016
When I was 7 years old my father volunteered my sister and I to wrap Christmas presents with the local Firemen. I asked one of the men why we were wrapping presents and he told me Santa was really busy that year so they were helping him out. I believed him. Even the next morning when they showed up at our door with a bag full of toys from Santa...I believed him. Even when the kids at school said they were toys for poor kids...I believed him. I had helped them help Santa. No one lies about that (at least a 7 year old didn't think so). I wanted to be a helper. I'm pretty sure that's how volunteers are made. I've done it all... Candy-stripping, giving blood, fundraising, collecting books, selling turkeys, saving dolphins, building houses...I've even rescued ducks for the Wild Bird Center. When I graduated from High School I had every intention of saving the world (don't we all). The world, however, had other plans for me and gave me four beautiful children first. I still volunteered...a lot...but kept it close to home. I'm a blessed mom. This year when my youngest turned 17, I looked at what wonderful lives my children had made for themselves and for the first time in forever thought "what do I do now?". I never, ever thought I would say those words. But I had an answer... I want to go to Thailand to help with the Elephant Rescue Program. That was random right? Not to me. I love the majestic beauty of elephants. They are one of the unspoiled riches of the world and they need our help. I want to be a helper. I'm not good at asking for anything, but the organization I have been invited to join insists that you raise the money for your trip through fundraising. So, here I am...asking you to help me...go save elephants. I can't save the World, but I can help make it better one piece at a time. This is the dream of a girl who didn't know she was poor. I guess she really wasn't, was she? The trip is in January for 3 weeks. The money I raise will cover airfare, lodging, food, visas, transportation and many other miscellaneous expenses (plus the typhoid shot I must have...yikes!). Thank you to anyone who bothered to read all this. And thank you to anyone that might be able to help out. I promise to share my dream and keep you updated every step of the way...just in case some of you decide you might have the same dream.