SHARE YOUR WISDOM AND WIN
At The Hoopla, we represent your wisdom as Australian women.
We share and nurture the magic of your knowledge, stories, experience, advice, love, joy and tears, and treasure all that we learn from you. It’s what keeps us going.
So, we’re just a little bit excited to announce 10 Days of Australian Women’s Wisdom, a celebration of what makes us all fabulous.
Starting Monday, May, 7, 2012, for 10 days, you’ll be invited to share your own wisdom with us and The Hoopla community.
…But of course, a celebration is not complete without gifts! We’ve got some fantastic prizes to give away for every day of the promotion.
To stay in the loop with 10 Days of Australian Women’s Wisdom, join us on Facebook.
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11 Responses to this article
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bliss May 10, 2012
as I get older feel wiser it is so
enjoy life to the fullest gets better I know
at ease in my body and say what I feel
surprising how many of my dreams now come real -
Dawn May 13, 2012
Hello Hoopla
I’m so glad I found you! So nice to know there is a website I can relate to. Have recently turned 50 and feeling like an inbetweener, invisible to all and confused where I fit.
Looking forward to exploring your website more.
Thank you!!
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Julie Nash May 16, 2012
When I was ten years of age I was given a photo of a little black African girl with the biggest brown eyes. She found a home in my heart and she has lived there ever since.
As a child I never had money for sweets or special treats in fact I often went to school without knickers on and I wore two pair of grey socks for most of my school life which had no heels in them. But whenever I did manage to pinch sixpence off the mantlepiece or was secretly given two bob for my birthday by my stern old grandfather I would always remember my little black friend and I gave my pittance to her.
I would cry as I put my small donation into the envelope and ask God to make sure she wasn’t hungry.
Thirty years later when my daughter turned eight year old she bought home a similar photo of a sad eyed black child and we placed it on the fridge door. Every day we would remember her struggling to survive along with her sister and brothers in their grass hut in the hot desert of an African village. Each week my precious daughter gave her pocket money to the small child that watched us walk around our cosy warm kitchen with the smells of homely cooking.
Fifty years on I question the organisations that continue to use the worldwide plight of the ‘poor’ to raise their finances. Millions of dollars have been raised throughout the world in my life time yet the pain of hunger in the needy still exists .
The abuse of women and children around the world continues to increase and their cries for protection are only slowly being heard and dealt with by the loyal band of caring people who remain faithful to the cause of a better world.
While shopping in my local mall last week I shook my head
when a young man tried to hand me an envelope with a black child’s face imprinted on it, Was it the same starving girl that I had sent my precious coins to so many years ago. He didn’t understand the welling of tears that came into my eyes.
It wasn’t the fact that I have nothing left to give. Nor the fact that I refuse to believe their are those humans born into such inhumane circumstances the pain is too much to bear.It simply is that the face on the card of that little girl I took home from Sunday School all those years ago still lives in my heart today.
She is the face of the many who still need our love and care. today. -
sam June 21, 2012
my white hairs are either wisdom or old age.
i drink whiskey to grow hairs on my chest. -
Suzy August 1, 2012
When I was 21 I thought I was old, now that I’m 42, there is no way I would go back to being that age, because I have so much more inner confidence, wisdom, and more commonsense than I had back then………………..beauty is only skin deep, and anyone can learn to be beautiful, no matter what age………………..I am sick of stupid ads in magazines and on T.v which make young women fret about getting old…………….take it from me, things only get better, even if you do break your leg, like I did, I do’nt want to be someone I’m not………..being true to yourself is kind of like creating your own piece of art everyday, learning, growing, getting better, and a fricken wrinkle or two is a small price to pay for becomming a better person
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Belinda Ban September 23, 2012
Read a quote once that really stuck.
Be yourself because those that mind…don’t matter and those who matter…don’t mind.
Self acceptance and walking to the beat of your own drum is one of life’s greatest feelings! -
Cheryl November 9, 2012
I’m happily married to my husband for 21 years and we couldn’t be happier. In this time we have had 5 wonderful children and they have all taught me so much. Taught me how to be confident, creative, nurturing, loving, calm sometimes lol, but all children are different and come with their own personalities which I adore because it means, I can treat them all differently but love them the same amount. I don’t believe in having a favourite so I try my best to make a date with each one of them seperately just so I can catch up with them on things that they might love to share away from the home and to me personally. My childrens ages range from 5 to 20 and all 7 of us share a meal at the dinner table every night as a family. I treasure these moments. Some days it can be a challenge but I’m learning that no matter how hard I can be on myself it won’t change a thing. So, I look upon each day as though what ever doesn’t get done today will be there tomorrow waiting for me as long as my kids always come first.
As each day or year has passed, I feel myself growing more wiser and I owe that to my loving family and my amazing husband. x -
Debbie O'Donnell November 11, 2012
Being a single parent it’s extremely difficult to find a new partner. It’s like people just don’t want to know you as a loving human being.
