Today is Daddy and Eve day. They have been at home this morning, painting, playing and making Play dough sculptures.
I am so thankful for the lovely times that we share together in our rented house in Knowle. I am thankful that we are safe, warm and happy, with food and drink at each meal time, with a roof over our heads, clothes to wear, nursery for Eve's education and jobs for Sam and I so that we can provide for our family life.
"There are thousands of children here and their feet are literally rotting, they can't keep dry, they have high fevers and they're standing in the pouring rain for days on end. You have one month guys, and then all these people will be dead".
Those were the final words of Dr Linda on the phone, a doctor that our volunteer organisations (Help Refugees and CalAid) had asked to fly out to Lesbos in response to an emergency cry for help from an overwhelmed volunteer on the ground."
"We wished we could pick up the phone and call someone... who? A charity? An emergency team? The government? The army? How could we sit by and watch whilst these people die, and the handfuls of volunteers struggle and suffer too. But who is there to call? The charities are acting slowly, they have protocols to follow, political considerations, red tape, hierarchy and procedures. Our government's policy is not to help in Europe, and only to send aid to places like Syria, Lebanon in Jordan. So... it's left to everyday people, untrained, unprepared, and overwhelmed, to deal with this crisis."
This excerpt is from the following article. Please take 5 minutes out of your day to read this:
I feel so angry at the UK government for pushing the buck to other countries and turning a blind eye. Last week I read posts on Facebook by Merel Graeve, a voluntary worker on the Greek island of Lesbos. I cried when I read her account of what is going on over there. Winter weather; storms and torrential rain have been hitting the area hard. Babies, children, men and women are dying of hyperthermia, there are not enough tents or supplies. I can't stop thinking of my dear little Eve when I think about those children.
None of us want to imagine what trying to survive in those kind of conditions would be like. The British media have pretty much stopped reporting and people seem to be forgetting. Please do not forget these people! Please donate money and share information across the internet. Perhaps contact your local news team or a local business organisation who you think might be able to help. We must all do our bit to help, no matter how small.
Please Donate to the 'Help Refugees' organisation who are the group in this article:
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