The Children of Madaya
Organized by: Emily Stuart
For privacy reasons i must keep my name secret but im a 15 year old girl an ordinary person in an everyday life.Like everyone else at my age i have a dream to save the world or help people.Most people say it's a phase but ive gone through enough "phases" to know this one isn't one.Half of the time when im eating something or sitting and relaxing,this nagging thought is always in my head.Why do i have all of this? What have i done for God to give me all of this luxury,this bed,this air conditioner,this room,these clothes everything while out there people,children are starving and dying from hunger.What is in me that's so important that these people don't have what i have? What have i done to make God give me all of this? And then another thought comes in my mind."This word is the believer's prison and the unbelievers paradise" Am i an unbeliever that i have all of this? I don't have the answers to any of this and i most likely never will.While im out here laughing with my friends eating pizza,there's a mother who's struggling to give water and salt to her newborn because she's so weak from hunger .That eats me away.I know i can't save the world but i can save a little part of it or i can try.So here i am raising money for the starving children and babies of Madaya,a city in Syria a city which doesn't have food a city in which babies and children are going without food for 7 days.I want to help these children give them food because they don't deserve this.They might not be one of us they might not be american,or British or anything but they are human.Innocent children who shouldn't be going through this.If you can give any amount of money even if it's a cent please do because every penny every cent matters because that money will save a life.And saving a life is more important than anything.