Check out the cnn article above; I would not have been able to graduate had I gone there.
I had a bmi of 34.2 my final year…
wow… I smell a lawsuit for discrimination…
Back in 1979 the private college I had grown up dreaming about and wanting to attend didn’t admit women my size to their school, so I didn’t apply. At that time I was 5’7” and weighed 145 pounds. According to them, I was overweight.
They don’t have that policy now, but I have never forgotten it and I often wonder what could have happened in my life had that ridiculous rule not been in place.
“You see, in my view a writer is a writer not because she writes well and easily, because she has amazing talent, because everything she does is golden. In my view a writer is a writer because even when there is no hope, even when nothing you do shows any sign of promise, you keep writing anyway.”—Junot Diaz (via buffy)
Mass. woman raced to save turkey after daughter gave birth 2 weeks early
BOSTON - A Boston woman has succeeded at one of the all-time great Thanksgiving Day juggling acts: She cooked the turkey while helping deliver her baby granddaughter.
Patricia McCalop was in the middle of preparing the meal when her daughter suddenly went into labor two weeks early.
McCalop called 911, and a dispatcher talked her through the delivery and helped her confirm that the baby girl was breathing.
Paramedics arrived shortly afterward and took Africa McCalop and her newborn to the hospital. They are both in good health.
Didn’t want turkey to burn Patricia McCalop said she kept running between the kitchen and her daughter in labor because she didn’t want the turkey to burn while helping her child deliver the baby.
“I’m like, ‘What are you doing with the turkey? We got the baby,’” Africa McCalop told the Boston Herald. “She didn’t know what to do. She’s like, ‘I got to go get the turkey baster.’ I’m like, ‘For what?’”
Today, I attended a co-worker’s wedding. A little boy who looked about 6 was coming down the aisle and he took two steps, stopped, and turned to the crowd (alternating between bride’s side and groom’s side), put his hands up like claws, and roared. Step, step, ROAR, step step, ROAR, all the way down the aisle. The crowd was near tears from laughing so hard by the time he reached the pulpit. The little boy, however, was getting more and more distressed from all the laughing and was almost crying. When asked what he was doing, he sniffed and said, “I was being the Ring Bear.” MLIA