Hi all, I know I have too long without writing, since my computer got damage, I have not been comfortable using another computer, and the school does not help much. But hey, I dont know if you remember I told you I would go to FANLYC, Foundation friends for children with leukemia and cancer, as a volunteer, but I only could went three Saturday, because I had to go to a college course and was the same time, the thing is that in those days I went to fanlyc they told us some things that they will make this year to raise funds, and it comes to raising 17,000 letters of love and solidarity that have something that has changed our lives or someone else live, then I wrote mine, but I was so confused at the time of writing, i do not really remember anything that I had changed my life or something, then I remembered something that happened years ago and I wrote.
And these days, FANLYC was raising funds through the streets, while distributing their his year magazine. Then when I started to review it, I realized that my story was in the magazine, I could not believe that my story has touched them enough to be there. But there it was.
Here is my story:
Hola a todos, ya se que tengo demasiado tiempo sin escribir, desde que mi computadora se daño no he estado comoda usando otra, y la escuela tampoco ayuda mucho. Pero bueno, nose si recuerdan que les conte que iria a FANLYC, Fundacion amigos para niños con leucemia y cancer, como voluntaria, si fui pero solo pude ir 3 sabados, ya que tenia que ir a un curso en la universidad y era a la misma hora, la cosa es que en esos dias nos explicaron algunas de las cosas que haran este año para recaudar fondos, y se trata de recaudar 17000 cartas de amor y solidaridad que cuenten algo que te haya cambiado la vida a ti o a alguien mas, entonces escribi la mia, pero estaba tan confusa al momento de escribir, en verdad no recordaba nada que me hubiera cambiado la vida o algo parecido, entonces recorde algo que sucedio hace unos años y lo escribi.
Y en estos dias, fanlyc estaba recaudando fondos por las calles, mientras repartian la revista de este año. Una amiga aporto y se la dieron, y cuando empece a revisarla, me di cuenta que mi historia estaba en la revista, no podía creer que mi historia los haya conmovido tanto como para estar ahí. Pero ahí estaba.
Aquí esta mi historia:
