Noisebridge Space Program/Professional Fundraising Guidance

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Background

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Docs

What we hope to get our of discovery

  • Guidance on fundraising priorities
    • Ranked list of grants to apply to (public and private)
    • Analysis of general and specific information that we need to get together to apply for grants
  • Specific methodologies for driving recurring donations
  • Specific methodologies for persuing Very Large one time donations
  • Who will participate in discovery from Noisebridge?
  • List of 'gotchyas' to be aware of on our fundraising journey
  • Ever since I started developing at age 9, I’ve been mortified of my breasts. I remember laying in bed and feeling my sore chest, confused by the hard discs that had appeared. Too embarrassed to go to my mother, I consulted askjeeves on the family’s Windows ‘95 and found that I had sprouted “breast buds.” Horror. By the 5th grade, my chest had become noticeable enough to warrant wearing a training bra; I felt ashamed and coveted my peers’ lack of development. Flash forward to 8th grade, I fill out my small chested 19 year old sister’s bikini top better than her... I probably wore a C or D cup and began to worry that I may grow to the size of my very well endowed older cousin. Throughout high school, finding clothes that would accommodate my DDD chest and fit my size 4 frame became a challenge. I hated my boobs— it was around this time that I heard of breast reduction; I saw it on an episode of a docuseries called “My Surgery Story.” I knew that one day, I wanted to get one. They continued growing.By my sophomore year of college, I had developed back problems and began seeing a chiropractor regularly. The idea of a breast reduction became more and more appealing but seemed like an unobtainable dream. Now, at 29, clocking in at a whopping 30JJ (which is impossible to find, so I settle for a 34I), the physical and emotional toll has become too much to bear any longer. I experience chronic back, neck and shoulder pain which forced me to leave my job as a massage therapist. I avoid shopping at all costs and try to hide my boobs in baggy t-shirts.