It is that time of year again.
When the school drives start.
School starts, depending on where you live, in the not-too-distant future.
People are hurting due to inflation. All the strides that have been made in the last forever are being erased, well, eroded by the lapping of inflation. Don’t forget shrinkflation as well. Don’t get me started on that.
It is the time to donate to those who cannot supply the goods necessary for school.
My trunk is full of notebooks, and paper, and pens, and binders, ready to be donated to the hospital’s school drive.
Do I have children?
No, we do not.
That doesn’t mean we can’t help out those who are struggling. It is one of the privileges of those who can donate. Helping out those who are struggling is its own reward.
Donate to the school drive.
Any school drive.
You may be enabling the next scientist on their way to making discoveries that will reshape our world.
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