Storing Hope

Stories about love to restore hope in people's hearts


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Premio Dardos Award

Four days ago I was nominated by Erika Kind for the Premio Dardos Award!

Thank you everybody for being a great audience and the time you are spending reading my stories, you are the reason and inspiration for doing this.

The Premio Dardos Award exists to acknowledge the values that every blogger shows in their effort to transmit cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values every day. These stamps were created with the intention of promoting fraternization between bloggers, a way of showing affection and gratitude for work that adds value to the Web.

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Spreading happiness

Last week I had a very wonderful conversation with my friend, in our conversation she said that we need to love many people as much as we can, because WE is bigger than ME. When she mentioned that that I felt so excited because the word WE uplifted my heart and her words supported my heart’s desire to love all.

I think that instead of focusing on bringing happiness to ourselves only, we should focus on spreading happiness to others. I have definitely experienced this in my own life. I am grateful to the many people who contributed to my happiness. People helped me a lot when I was facing a hard life; my life was going to be terrible without those people who helped me. That inspired me to love people. Love is the only way can bring happiness in our hearts. Love brings joy in all relationships.

God created each person in a unique way, everyone can love, everyone has a way to bring happiness to others. “I can’t” is not true, just sometimes people don’t want to be responsible for others. But that makes no one happy, not even ourselves.

That is the reason we need to be a team to bring happiness to others with our love.


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Sharing with others

Sharing the cows with people in the community

When I was in Uganda I used to live in the city and I owned some my cows in the village. My plan was to butcher a cow each year to sell the meat for money I needed. But something happened to change my plan.

At Christmas season it was hard for people who are living in the village to celebrate their Christmas, because they didn’t have money to buy meat. At that season things are expensive, it’s a challenge for people. They want to celebrate Christmas with their families, but they can’t afford to buy meat.

I didn’t feel happy selling my meat for money, even though I needed the money, while my neighbors were suffering. I decided to share my cow with those people who can’t buy meat on Christmas.

I went to the village and invited people in the community to come and share my cow together to make sure that they are also happy. I had my own bills to pay, but I decided to make people happy instead of selling the cow and getting money for my own needs. All my neighbors came and got meat, even people I didn’t know came and I shared with them.

The whole village was happy. People were appreciating me, and sharing with me their happiness. People started being open and trusting me and they started sharing with me their personal stories.

I did the same the next year too and again, everyone was happy. When I moved to the USA I stopped doing it, but my friends and neighbors are still in my heart and I hope they are thinking about me too.

We can always share things. It doesn’t matter how little we have. Sharing is a way for our beloved ones to feel we love them.


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My experience about reacting

My experience about reacting

I used to react a lot to my friends, and I used to say hard words to them a lot. When I was 22 years old my closest friend called Jane used to be very reactive and I also had the same habit of reacting impulsively and used bad words to insult people.

One day I said a word to her but she didn’t like it, then she said something bad to me, and I said something hurtful in response. I said an insulting word, which I can’t even mention right now! Then Jane started crying and I walked away with much pride and I didn’t mind if she was sad or not, because I didn’t want to know and be affected. I was my own person and didn’t want to depend on anyone.

After one week I went on a bus ride and I looked to my side and found Jane sitting nearby in the same bus. I gave her a wave and smiled at her, then she started crying and people in the bus started taking care of her, but she didn’t tell them why she was crying. So I felt really bad because Jane was my close friend, and I regretted that I insulted her, and I was sad with the bad word that I used before.

When I came back from my trip I went to talk to Jane and her family and told them that I insulted her and apologized to them. I told them the word used and how this made her sad. Her mom started crying when she heard the word that I used. I asked them for forgiveness. It was hard for Jane to say anything, she was just crying.

It hurt me a lot that this happened and I started thinking about our friendship and if we would ever be close again. I knew that if I don’t fix it, we could not be close friends again.

I went back home, called my mom and I told her the whole story. My mom told me to fix that habit of reacting with pride and if someone insults you or is angry with you, just keep quiet and with time that person will realize that what they are doing is hurting you. Avoid responding to someone when you are mad, because you will be using that negative energy to hurt someone.

Again she told me that when someone makes you mad, take the time to relax in order to make sure that your heart is calm, then go and talk to that person. Then it will be easy to understand each other and solve the problem without insulting each other. And she said never respond to someone when you’re mad, and also she said I know it’s hard, but keep practicing it and it will help you and your friends to have better friendships.

She told me that if someone is being reactive with you, you will feel a strong force in your heart and body. But don’t react back to that person with that negative force. It will only create more conflict between you and them.

I went back to Jane’s family and told them about all the advice my mom gave me and also what I wanted to do to fix the pain I had caused to Jane and her family. She and her parents were so happy with this. Since then I stopped insulting anyone and Jane also told me that she stopped insulting other people. In the end we all learned from each other.

Hopefully this story can help you to fix the same bad habits of being hurtful to people even if they are being wrong to you or someone you love.


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You can always help

I am always interested to learn more about taking care of people. So I really enjoyed this experience I had recently. Last month a friend and I went to volunteer at Coos County Fairgrounds USA to help hang quilts for the show. The other volunteers were happy to have two young strong men to help them. We split up in groups working together to hang the quilts. In my group there was an older woman who was short, and obviously needed help.

I climbed up the ladder and as she was helping me to stretch the fabric, she said, “You guys, I’m short, I can’t reach up to hang the fabric and I’m afraid to climb a ladder, but I’d like to work with you anyway.” I told her, “You are doing great even if you can’t climb the ladder, because you are holding the fabric for us. Don’t you see that you are also helping us?” But she felt dissatisfied. She said “I don’t feel happy when you are all working hard and climbing the ladder and doing all the work, I would really love to support you guys more.”

After hanging the quilt I came down from the ladder and she was not there anymore. I thought maybe she joined another group because there were many groups also hanging quilts.

Then after a half an hour, she came back and said, “I’m afraid to climb the ladder, but now I got an idea how I can help you guys! I brought you some snacks over there on the table!’’ She started walking around and telling all the people that she brought them snacks. When I came to the table I found some fruit and candy bars she brought for us and I ate some. She was so happy, because she fulfilled her desire of supporting us, and I was so happy too. When I came back home I told my friends what this woman did at the fair and everyone every one was inspired by that story. She really found a good way to help!

In some situations we may think that we can’t be helpful, yet there’s always something you can do to help and inspire people. We all have beautiful desires to help each other, and we can be creative to find ways to support each other.

Quilt picture

 


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My Childhood Gardening Teamwork

My Childhood Gardening Business

When I was 15 years old, I had gardens as my source of income to get school fees and to sustain my living expenses.

I used to plant beans and corn in a large garden. At the time I was a student, so I used to make a schedule for planting seeds and inform all my classmates the day on which I’m going to plant beans or corn so that they can come and help me. In return for their help, we all shared a meal from my garden.

Out of the whole class 25 students used to come and help me plant beans on a weekend, because on weekdays we had our regular classes and we didn’t want to skip any lesson. My friends loved to come because Saturday the school was closed, and then we had enough time to enjoy gardening.

We used to prepare our own food in a very big saucepan. We ate and told each other wonderful stories, making a lot of noise and getting things done in the garden. Because we used to spend the whole day gardening, we used to bring along all the things we might need, like drinking water, plates, and cups, to avoid wasting time.

Then after gardening all of them started asking me? “ When are we coming back again for our gardening party?” I used to tell them that we would keep in touch in class because I have to prepare the garden first to be ready for planting again. In those days I learned teamwork and commitment. My friends and I had a strong cooperation, and we were committed to get things done.

All the kids who used to help me are now grown up and have their own families, and we are still friends. When we meet each other we talk about our memories of gardening and sometimes we all cry tears.

I hope you enjoy this story.

Baby bean

Baby bean plant

Baby corn plants

Baby corn plant

 


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Story about inspiration

In Uganda, my family didn’t allow me to wash dishes because I was very busy and they wanted to take care of me. So I never washed dishes before I came to America.

My first day in the household where I live now, I was so inspired to see people washing plates all together after dinner. I watched them for ten minutes, and I got inspired to join them, everyone was busy washing plates and cleaning the kitchen as a team with much love. Now I like to wash plates, and I am good at it.

Friendship is a great thing. It expands us to see things our friends do, or new ways to think or do things. Because of love, we want to do things we would otherwise not want to do.