Where's That Little Girl Now?I haven't had the chance to donate blood yet, but I would love to.
Back when I was in college, a group of Red Cross volunteers and a fraternity held their annual blood letting drive at school. I have a rare blood type, and it wasn't really a big deal for me until we ran into one of the volunteers and talked us into donating blood. I was all set to getting a tattoo in three days with a couple of friends, and so I thought, "What the heck. It was going to be for a good cause anyway."
I filled out the forms and when the volunteer found out what my blood type was, he was so happy and called their leader's attention. I learned that a little girl of 7 or 8 years old needed blood as soon as possible as she is a leukemia patient. I was happy to be a medium of hope.
I suddenly got a call from my thesis partner and was reminded of the draft I had to submit in an hour. I felt stupid that I totally forgot something as important as that. So I promised the volunteers that I'll be back, and I'll be donating blood as soon as I get back. Unfortunately, when I got back, they were gone and I was told they'd been called away.
Even to this day, I still wonder about that little girl. I hope that somebody else was able to donate blood to her and that she overcame her illness.