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Dunk Malaria at the LA Marathon… and Tom Arnold

Not only did they run 26.2 miles, but they also got up at the crack of dawn to find parking. We didn’t make it quite that early. When we arrived, the runners were already in place to run the Twenty First Los Angeles Marathon. Among the 25,000 participants were a few friends of ours. We were there to cheer them on and to cheer on the countless other strangers that were challenging their own boundaries, that were pushing their own potential to the limits, that were staring fear and exhaustion in the face. Perseverance prevails.

In addition, we were raising awareness of the Malaria epidemic that takes more lives than AIDS and Cancer combined. As part of the Dunk Malaria concept we set up nerf basketball hoops and allowed people to take a free shot. With each shot, we were able to educate the participants on this preventable deadly disease. Some statistics say that a child dies every 30 seconds from malaria. It is absurd to think that as each attendee was taking one basketball shot, another child somewhere in the world was actually disappearing.

People were very receptive and we were surprised to find how many people actually knew about the epidemic. Malaria isn’t a well-known disease in the United States because its affect is typically felt in countries with higher concentration of mosquitoes. The United States, at one time, did have a Malaria problem, but as the problem has waned here so has the interest in preventing it.

One of the easiest ways of preventing Malaria is through the use of a mosquito bed net. A net can be placed over the bed of a sleeping child and mosquitoes will no longer be able to enter to infect the child. The basketball nets we were using for the Dunk Malaria program are symbolic of the same bed nets.

To our surprise, even sports announcer/actor (and ex-husband of Roseanne Barr) Tom Arnold showed up to take a Basketball shot. Although he stepped closer to the actual basket, and although he took two tries, he did make a shot.

I guess everyone was out doing good that day: Tom Arnold, a few of us who were educating people on one of the deadliest diseases on earth, and 25,000 other people who were pushing their lives to the next level. As we were driving around the marathon course to find our friends, we saw a man with only one leg, hopping towards the finish line with crutches. He would actually finish the marathon in a little over 6 hours. He had completed one mile for every 14 minutes with only one leg.

My friend Jason was running for the first time in his life. He said he did it for the following reasons:

I run to silence the ego, I run because I’m a different person within and without, I run for those who physically can not, I run for those who believe they can not, I run for those who have lost hope…in themselves and others, I run for those who feel stuck in their lives, I run for those who don’t believe they can change, I run because I can.

>> Read Jason’s blog entry:

>> Read the highlights from the 21st Los Angeles Marathon

>> … and read more about our Malaria Campaign and how you can get involved

Sukh

Dancing with the Seniors

(Not inspired by Dancing with the Stars)
A Compassion Cell in Orange County on March 12th.

As I wrapped my arms around this woman of 81 years, I felt right at home. We swayed from side to side, not too fast as the workers of the Center had told me that her bones were fragile. She hadn’t danced for over 20 years, but she remembers that she used to love it. Her skin was soft and warm.

She recalls stories to me about how she used to go to all the parties and knew all the latest dance steps. Now, we just move from side to side. Her life is confined to the company of other elders at the senior center, and the workers we pay to take care of our parents.

Every now and then they get some entertainment. They play bingo weekly, go for walks, and because of some random occurrence, today a volunteer group dropped by with some ballroom music.

At first everyone was apprehensive, so we decided to let the music take over. It was like boys meeting girls. Everyone wondering who was going to make the first move. This time it was youth meets concealed youth, memory meets experience, action meets values, internal meets external.

As this 81 year old woman, who lost her husband a couple of years ago, wraps her arms around me, I know that in this one dance, we both are okay.

Just as things start to quiet down, Ben pulls out his Moroccan music and actually starts Belly Dancing. Watching an adult Moroccan male with a belly dancing skirt swing his hips is an experience that passes but only once in a lifetime. Ben endures through the embarrassment just to bring joy into the lives of a few ladies. Struck by his selflessness, we all take turns wearing the belly dancing skirt. Finally one of the oldest ladies in the center takes us up on the dance-off. She throws on the skirt and shows us that 90 year old hips can still shake.

Momentary pleasure as their journey continues to plough forward towards the unknown. … but for us, the memory will live a little longer.

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