Have you noticed that the winning team at the Superbowl each year receives a championship cap and t-shirt? There are companies that make 800 of these shirts and caps for EACH team BEFORE the big game. So obviously one team doesn't get theirs. There are 2 options for these 800 shirts. 1- They are donated to African countries in need of the clothing. 2- They are discarded.
I was sent the following article.
African Child Loves His ‘World Champion Seahawks’ T-Shirt
KAMPALA, UGANDA—10-year-old Akello Semesseke, wearing the new "World Champion Seattle Seahawks" T-shirt given to him Tuesday by an anonymous NFL-licensed promotions manufacturer, expressed his gratitude for the gift while admitting he was not familiar with the sport of American football. "The Seahawks must be as generous of heart as they are victorious on the field of whatever sport they play to share their clothing with us," said Semesseke, whose entire village was given one each of the teal and gray shirts, with one exception. "My father refused his new shirt," Semesseke explained, "because although he did need one, he felt it would be disrespectful to the World Champion Eagles, who kindly gave him both a shirt and cap last year." Semesseke added that if the Seahawks had included 80 cents a day along with the shirt, he could eat.
Vanessa is about 36 weeks along. We went to a doctors visit this morning. Vanessa is doing well and the baby is healthy. So far so good. We are taking a pregnancy class at the hospital and 2 out of nine couples have already had their babies. Both were at around 32 weeks. So Ariana will come whenever she's ready I guess. Keep Ariana and mommy (and daddy for that matter) in your prayers if you think of it.
Excerpt from "The Magicians Nephew," by C.S. Lewis
“I am hungry,” said Digory. “Well, tuck in,” said Fledge, taking a big mouthful of grass. Then he raised his head, still chewing and with bits of grass sticking out on each side of his mouth like whiskers, and said, “Come on, you two. Don’t be shy. There’s plenty for us all.” “But we can’t eat grass,” said Digory. “H’m, h,m,” said Fledge, speaking with his mouth full. “Well–h’m–don’t know quite what you’ll do then. Very good grass too.”
Polly and Digory stared at one another in dismay. “Well, I do think someone might have arranged about our meals,” said Digory. “I’m sure Aslan would have, if you’d asked him,” said Fledge. “Wouldn’t he know without being asked?” said Polly. “I’ve no doubt he would,” said the Horse (still with his mouth full). “But I’ve a sort of idea he likes to be asked.”
Last weekend Vanessa and I took the youth group to Arctic Blast at Camp Northfield in Massachusetts. Here are a couple of pictures from that time.