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Wednesday July 22, 2009
A most meaningful gift
Posted by: CARE at 2:19PM EST on July 22, 2009

Blog on her recent trip to Ghana by Sarah Blizzard, Development Writer, CARE

Today, I received one of the most meaningful gifts I have ever been given – a bouquet of flowers from the Girls' Club in the village of Manso Nkwanta in the Ashanti region of Ghana.

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Wednesday March 4, 2009
Make a Powerful Noise on International Women's Day
Posted by: CARE at 2:48PM EST on March 4, 2009
On March 5, I’ll be attending APN Live, a one-night event being held at hundreds of theaters across the U.S. in celebration of international women’s day. I’ll be at the Regal Cinemas Hollywood 24 event and hope you will join me.

We’ll be watching the film “A Powerful Noise” and participating in a live town hall discussion with panelists Madeleine Albright, Natalie Portman, Nicholas Kristof, Christy Turlington Burns and Helene Gayle. Can you imagine – being able to discuss women’s empowerment and fighting poverty with the likes of them?   

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Thursday January 22, 2009
A Request for President Obama
Posted by: CARE at 12:55PM EST on January 22, 2009
Written by Christy Turlington Burns.

It's time to get rid of a policy that kills women around the world.
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Tuesday September 16, 2008
Time Machines
Posted by: CARE at 12:29PM EST on September 16, 2008
My first lesson in the realities of poverty and global inequality came on a trip to Guatemala when I was four years old.  My father, a doctor, had volunteered for a rural medical project, and brought his young family along.

The country was a riot of unfamiliar colors, smells, and sounds for a child’s senses.  The joyfully clattering melodies of the marimba.  The bustling marketplaces, where meat came not wrapped in cellophane, but on two or four legs.  The destinations called out in sing-song voices by boys hanging precariously from brightly painted buses. “Gua-te, Gua-te, Gua-te-ma-la!” they’d shout, as they departed for the capital.  I had no idea that these children, only a few years older than I, worked to help their families survive, at the price of a missed education.


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