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FITBANKER Kilimanjaro Leadership Summit 2018: Msandaka Deaf Centre, Tanzania

FITBANKER Kilimanjaro Leadership Summit 2018: Msandaka Deaf Centre, Tanzania

Hello everyone & welcome to this money pot!As part of FITBANKER's Kilimanjaro Leadership Summit agenda, we include a 'Seva Day' - a day of service where we contribute towards local communities our time, funds raised, and energy. As Gandhi said, to discover yourself, lose yourself in the service of others. The Seva Day happens the day after the climbers return to the base, following their 7 day journey up Mt. Kilimanjaro and back. This year we are supporting the Msandaka Deaf Centre, a primary school for the rural community deaf children, as well those with other disabilities in Moshi, Tanzania. They have 100+ children in their programme, which takes approximately two years to complete each grade.  A big funding requirement for the centre currently is making the food supply for the children healthy, sustainable, and self sufficient. They have built a modern chicken co-operative, and are looking to re-stock traditional village chickens that can produce both eggs and meat (eventually). Aside from the chickens, the centre needs funding for the initial feed as well. This initiative will provide the 100+ deaf kids with good nutrition through weekly eggs (high protein source), education and training to look after livestock, and how to become self sufficient. Ultimately, providing these rural community kids choice, opportunity, and above all dignity. With just 1-click you can help you support nutrition provision for disabled kids in poor communities. * Give however much you want* All payments are 100% secure* Why Leetchi.com? It's easy & transparent!Thank you!

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Mission humanitaire - Népal

Mission humanitaire - Népal

!!! Aidez nous à financer une expérience humanitaire unique au Népal !!! Qui sommes nous ?Notre association étudiante Dauph'International Youth organise chaque année un voyage humanitaire pour venir en aide à des populations défavorisées et victimes de catastrophes naturelles. Notre équipe se compose de 20 étudiants de l'Université ParisDauphine à Londres. Notre ProjetCette année, nous avons la chance de partir pendant 3 semaines dans la région de Katmandu au Népal en mai 2019. Cette expérience unique se fera grâce à l'association Service Volontaire International. Notre programme sur le terrain se divise en deux principales activités :• Education pour des enfants à travers des cours d'anglais et des activités manuelles, de jeux, de découverte• Aide à la construction d'habitats et de propriétés publiques durables et résistants aux tremblements de terre.Notre but est de récolter la somme de 20 000£ pour financer le voyage de chaque étudiant. Comment nous aider ?En participant au financement de notre mission, vous nous aidez à avancer un peu plus dans le projet. Un autre type d'aide serait de partager notre projet afin qu'il touche le plus de personnes possibles. Nous contacter Pour plus d’informations sur notre mission humanitaire, n’hésitez pas à entrer en contact avec nous et à suivre l’évolution de notre mission à travers les réseaux sociaux. Nous sommes également à la recherche de sponsors si vous êtes intéressés, merci de nous contacter.  Via notre page Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/dauphinternationalyouth/ Via notre compte Instagram : @dauphinternationalyouth Téléphone: +33 6 78 32 74 26 Merci d'avance !Avec ou sans expériences nous avons l’ambition et la volonté d’aider, d’échanger et de partager avec cette communauté. Ce projet contribuera à l’amélioration des conditions de vie du village et sera le début d’une longue histoire liant les étudiants de dauphine et le villageois. Ce projet ne pourra voir le jour que grâce à votre soutien, même modeste ... Nous vous tiendrons au courant de nos aventures qui, grâce à vous, pourront prendre vie !

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Real Help for a Real Need - supporting families with disabled children in Uganda

Real Help for a Real Need - supporting families with disabled children in Uganda

---- ENGLISH VERSION BELOW --- Liebe Freunde, Familie, Bekannte und Interessierte, „Real Help for a Real Need“ – meine Spendenaktion läuft nicht zufällig unter diesem Titel. Die meisten von euch kennen das sicher: man möchte etwas dazu beitragen, dass sich die Lebensumstände von Menschen in einem Land des Globales Südens verbessern. Aber wie? Der sicherlich schnellste und bequemste Weg ist es, eine bestimmte Summe Geld an eine der großen, bekannten Hilfsorganisationen zu überweisen. Allerdings frage ich mich zumindest bei solchen Spenden immer, ob das Geld wirklich bei den Bedürftigen ankommt und was letztendlich davon gekauft wird.Deswegen ist es ein Anliegen meiner Spendenaktion, Geld für ein bestimmtes, mir gut bekanntes Projekt zu sammeln, von dem bedürftige Menschen langfristig profitieren können anstatt nur eine kurzfristige Finanzspritze zu geben. Wie viele von euch wissen, engagiere ich mich seit Anfang September 2018 bei der Organisation Training of Rural Women in Uganda (TORUWU) in Uganda. Das Ziel von TORUWU ist es Frauen und ihren Kindern in der Region rund um Kikajjo, einem Dorf ca. 20 Kilometer südlich der Hauptstadt Kampala, eine Berufsausbildung und Zugang zu Bildung zu ermöglichen. Zusammen mit einer anderen Freiwilligen unterstütze ich insbesondere die lokale Grundschule. Wir unterrichten dort regelmäßig und initiieren darüber hinaus verschiedene Aktionen, wie das gemeinsame Sammeln von Müll und den Bau eines Spielplatzes. Darüber hinaus unterstützt die Organisation Familien mit behinderten Kindern, indem sie ihnen einmal wöchentlich eine kostenlose Physiotherapie ermöglicht. Die Lebenssituation dieser Familien ist häufig sehr prekär – viele Frauen müssen ihre Familien alleine durchbringen. Die Geburt eines behinderten Kindes wird in der ugandischen Kultur oft als Fluch angesehen und häufig werden Frauen von ihren Ehemännern verlassen. Da die Pflege ihres behinderten Kindes sehr zeitintensiv ist schaffen es viele der Frauen nicht, nebenbei zu arbeiten und leben oft in entsetzlicher Armut. Ich war in den letzten Wochen immer bei den Therapiestunden dabei und habe dadurch die Möglichkeit, mich viel mit den Müttern zu unterhalten. Das Schicksal dieser Familien geht mir sehr nahe.  Um zum körperlichen Wohl der Familien beizutragen, hat TORUWU ein Stück Land erworben, auf dem Obst und Gemüse, beispielsweise Kohl, Bananen, Mangos und Bohnen, angebaut werden, die jeweils nach den Therapieeinheiten an die Frauen verteilt werden. Die Herausforderung besteht darin, dass der Boden oft viel zu trocken für erfolgreiches Landwirtschaften ist. Das ist nicht nur während der Haupttrockenzeiten, sondern zunehmend auch während der eigentlichen Regenzeiten (März bis Mai sowie September bis November) der Fall. Aufgrund der globalen Erwärmung werden diese vormals zuverlässigen Zeiträume immer unberechenbarer und der Regen kann teilweise wochenlang ganz ausbleiben. Daher fällt die Versorgung der Familien mit diesen Produkten momentan leider sehr spärlich aus. Abhilfe können hier eine Pumpe und ein Bewässerungssystem schaffen, welches das Wasser aus den naheliegenden sumpfigen Böden mittels Sprinkleranlagen auf dem Feld verteilen. Da das Feld leicht abschüssig ist, soll das Wasser in einen Tank gepumpt werden, der ca. 100 oberhalb des Tümpels stehen soll. Von da aus sollen zwei mobile Sprinklersysteme die oberen, besonders trockenen Bereiche des Feldes bewässern. Zudem ist eine gründliche Umzäunung des Feldes mit Stacheldraht notwendig, um die Pflanzen vor Dieben und umherwanderndem Vieh zu schützen. Und genau hierfür bin ich auf eure Mithilfe angewiesen!Da ich die restlichen Mittel für die Anschaffung und Installation eines solchen Bewässerungssystems nicht alleine aufbringen kann, bitte ich euch um eure finanzielle Unterstützung. Insgesamt werden für die Anschaffung, Installation und Wartung der Pumpe, des Tanks und des Bewässerungssystems noch weitere 2500€ benötigt.Darin sind alle benötigten Materialien, Personalkosten und die T

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Starting Again

Starting Again

Hello everyone & welcome to my page. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. On March 5th 2018, I suffered a severe traumatic brain injury.  After a month in hospital, the doctors diagnosed me with the following illness and injury. From the fall, I burst my ear drum and had a hearing impediment in my right ear. My frontal lobe was subject to significant damage, with 3 skull fractures and internal bleeding. My vestibular system became impaired; my body could not recognise its position in space, and so all movement seemed disorientated and dizzy. I lost nerve function in my face (facial palsy), and my brain connectivity reduced to 10%. The neurones were not completing their paths and I was in, somewhat, a vegetable state. I struggled to acknowledge what happened to me. I lacked insight and responsiveness to auditory conversation and instruction. I couldn’t recognise family or friends, and didn’t comprehend simple life practices. Amnesia began with 5 second lapses in memory, whereby my brain then restarted, like a button pushed on a remote. In my mind, seen through my eyes,  a walk to the toilet was the equivalent of climbing Everest. An impossible new task which caused life changing fear and anxiety. I felt helpless. Social interaction and awareness became limited, causing me to behave oddly in various, usually simple, scenarios. I suffered from Aphasia; an impairment of language, affecting the production or comprehension of speech and the ability to read or write. I looked to doctors with confusion and fear, searching for the appropriate answer to the question, 'are you hungry?' scared that I would say the wrong answer...I simply, didn’t understand. My brain registered all experiences as if I were doing them for the first time, and with that I briefly lived my days being scared of everything, not knowing what each situation would present. All facets of life felt foreign until I re-learned them again. I slowly became more comfortable, and my confidence improved with each small stepping stone. Clare, my neuro-pyschologist, has enabled me to process this event, to manage grief and find silver linings. She has been a big rock in my journey, but bigger rocks are always found closer to home.  I owe so much to Cristina, my family and friends; for their strength and support, I am eternally grateful. With all my senses near- broken, and my mental depression amounting, during my rehabilitation, I found beauty in one thing. This one thing kept me going.  Nature. With a camera, unexpected tears of happiness would form. They formed when I captured nature it in all its mesmerizing glory. Not knowing the context of modern society, I clung to the natural presence of trees, sun and sea, as that is the part of the world which my body naturally understood, without the need for brain connectivity. I was drawn to nature. I cannot explain it to you, without sounding somewhat strange, but with everything that happened to me, my brain lost, my thoughts lost, unable to recognise the world, nature and photography made me feel, it made me feel...protected. It made me feel safe. It made me feel connected to something, when my connection to people felt lost. I would venture outside and take pictures of landscapes, animals, and life, all in its simplest form. Photography became, well... it became my saviour. My medicine. Taking myself out of our modern society’s self-constructed problems and troubles, I found, and find, peace and comfort in my natural surroundings; a place that I can really call home, a humans first habitat, barren of modern mental pressures and illness. Photography is, to put bluntly, my healer.   I am writing to you today to ask if you could help me. I would be ever so grateful for a small donation towards a professional camera which I am desperate to buy, in order to facilitate a fresh start. A camera which will serve as my medicine, a camera which could facilitate the start of a new career. A camera which allows me to start agai

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Michael Steinman - Second Residence - CD Project

Michael Steinman - Second Residence - CD Project

Hello everyone & welcome to this money pot!ENGLISH: I've been working on this CD for a couple years now and we are fast approaching the end of the recording, mixing, editing, mastering etc, etc and it's time to come up with real money to make this happen. My first CD "Current Residence" came out about 4 years ago. It was a totally different style of jazz and a very different type of musical situation I was living at that time.  Our style and repertoire has evolved enormously since then and this new album is much more contemporary - inspired by gospel, rock, funk, fusion and even some New Orleans Second Line !!- for the purists out there, I did say "inspired by"   :-)   The working name is "Second Residence"  - clever, don't you think? It features:Lionel Pellissier on DrumsStephane Mondesir on PianoSebastien Alquier on Basseand 2 or 3 surprise guest soloists  and me on trombones and vocals... There's music by The Meters, The Crusaders, Charlie Hunter, Joe Zawinul, Leroy Jones, Donald Fagan, Stealer's Wheel, Duke Ellington and more... I think the CD is simply really cool ...  I'm really excited about it and I hope that you will like it too! I need some help to bring it all together and finish the production, pressing, graphics, licensing...  If you help me with a donation, think of it as pre-paying your CD.  And you will be a "producer" !! With luck, I will be able to get everything finished and submitted to the pressing company at the beginning of October with a delivery date of mid-October.  I'm heading to Japan on October 17 to give several promotional concerts and I really hope I will have the finished product with me. If you would like to help me out on this, I would appreciate it very much.   You can donate as much or as little as you want of course - every contribution will help!   I will offer a free CD as a gift for donations of 20 euros / 2 CDs for 40 euros... For huge donations - let's talk about giving a private concert in your home or town !!   :-) in music,Michael Steinman FRANCAIS: Je travaille sur ce CD depuis deux ans maintenant et nous approchons rapidement de la fin de l'enregistrement, du mixage, du montage, du mastering, etc. Et il est temps de trouver de l'argent pour y arriver. Mon premier CD "Current Residence" est sorti il ​​y a environ 4 ans. C'était un style de jazz totalement différent et un type de situation musicale très différent que je vivais à cette époque. Notre style et notre répertoire ont énormément évolué depuis et ce nouvel album est beaucoup plus contemporain - inspiré du gospel, du rock, du funk, de la fusion et même de la New Orleans Second Line !! - pour les puristes, j'ai dit "inspiré par"  :-)  Le nom de ce nouvel album est "Second Residence" - malin, vous ne pensez pas?  Il comporte:Lionel Pellissier à la batterieStéphane Mondesir au pianoSébastien Alquier à la basseet 2 ou 3 solistes invités surprise et moi au trombone et au chant...  Il y a de la musique par The Meters, The Crusaders, de Charlie Hunter, de Joe Zawinul, de Leroy Jones, de Donald Fagan, de Stealer's Wheel, de Duke Ellington et bien plus encore ...  Je pense que le CD est tout simplement génial ... J'en suis vraiment ravi et j'espère que vous l'aimerez aussi! J'ai besoin d'aide pour tout rassembler et terminer la production, le pressage, les graphismes, les licences ... Si vous m'aidez avec un don, c'est comme vous pré-payez votre CD! Et vous serez un "producteur" en plus !! Avec un peu de chance, je serai en mesure de tout finir et de le soumettre à l'entreprise de pressage au début du mois d'octobre avec une date de livraison à la mi-octobre. Je vais au Japon le 17 octobre pour jouer plusieurs concerts promotionnels et j'espère vivement avoir le produit fini avec moi. Si vous souhaitez m'aider, je vous en serais très reconnaissant. Bien entendu, vous pouvez donner autant ou aussi peu que vous voulez, chaque contribution aidera! Je vais offrir un CD gratuit en cadeau pour des dons de 20 euros / 2 CD pour 40 euros ...

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Remember the Great War Dead Fulflood & Weeke

Remember the Great War Dead Fulflood & Weeke

Welcome to the Winchester Great War Dead Fulflood & Weeke Project Men of the 1st Hampshires in Ploegsteert (Plugstreet) Wood, Flanders, during the winter of 1914-15  November 11, 2018 will mark the centenary of the Armistice that finally silenced the guns in the Great War. Up and down the country, in what will undoubtedly be deeply poignant commemorative services, communities will remember the hundreds of thousands of soldiers, sailors and airmen who died in a conflict that is still etched on our national psyche. Fulflood and Weeke in Winchester will be no exception. The churches of St. Paul and St. Matthew contain memorials to no fewer than 91 men from the parish who went off to war never to return and they will be remembered at services in November. Although these men died more than a century ago their stories are only now being retold thanks to the efforts of a local research group. Over the past three years the researchers have worked to build up a picture of the lives of the parish’s war dead – where they lived and worked, where they went to school, their families, and, of course, where they fought and died. The stories we have glimpsed have been moving and fascinating. Young men from the streets of Fulflood, Weeke and elsewhere in Winchester went to fight and die not only on the Western Front but also at Gallipoli, Mesopotamia (modern Iraq) and even Russia. Winchester, of course, was a garrison town so many joined those regiments based here – the Hampshire Regiment, the Rifle Brigade and the King’s Royal Rifle Corps. Others served in the Royal Navy and the fledgling air force. Men from Canada, Australia, New Zealand and East Africa with family connections in the parish, volunteered to fight for the “Mother Country” and their names are remembered on the memorials. One of these men had been on Captain Scott’s final expedition to Antarctica in 1912 and was to die in a German prisoner-of-war camp. Many schools where the men went to are still here. Several went as infants to Western School, then in Elm Rd, and onto St. Thomas School in Mews Lane, which was eventually amalgamated into Kings’ School. There, they are remembered on the St. Thomas School Memorial Board. Some went onto Peter Symond’s Grammar School, now the Sixth Form College, and they too have a memorial board. Some went to prep schools and onto public schools such as Winchester College where they are also remembered. Some schools they attended no longer exist, for example, St. Peter’s in Chesil Street - but their records do. The time has now come to make their stories accessible to all interested people and aspects of this will take money!  With just 1-click you can donate to this cause on the Contribute button on the right side of this page. * The most expensive item will be to publish a book of their stories which we aim to have available by Remembrance Sunday, on the 11th November this year.* We also plan to have portable permanent exhibition boards which can be displayed in:* St. Mathew’s and St. Paul’s, the churches of the parish of Fulflood & Weeke.* Local schools* Hampshire Record Office & the Discovery Centre* Community halls* Relevant military museums & local military bases* Creation of a website with all the information on it which will have an element of interrogation for example, do any of the men live in your street?* We hope further that:* Teaching resources will be created in liaison with local schools. Many current pupils in Winchester, especially at Western, Westgate and Peter Symmond's, may live in houses that were once the homes of these men.* A programme of Public Lectures & Guided Tours will happen.Long-term, we also hope to tell the stories of all the men who went to fight in World Wars I & II but that is not part of the current project. Thank you for reading this page and we do hope that you find this a worthwhile cause to contribute to.You can further help if you think you are related to any of the men and even have relevant photographs. A

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Love2Lexy

Love2Lexy

Hello and thanks for coming by. My name is Lexy, and the adorable pup by my side 24/7 is Jaxx.  About three years ago I was diagnosed with a rare genetic condition, called Ehlers Danlos Syndrome. I have the most common type of Hypermobile EDS. It's a horrible, multi-systemic condition that wreaks havoc on the sufferer, and can affect any number of things throughout the body. For me, personally, I experience a lot of pain and joint subluxations (partial dislocations) and often, full dislocations.  While living in the US I had sought treatment to find out why my neck was so constantly painful, why I had trouble supporting my head upright, and why I almost constantly had a headache, that was only relieved by laying down. While in the Us, I was also diagnosed with Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome, Chiari malformation and we still suspect Mast Cell activation syndrome.  With few answers, and a need to return home and escape my troubled marriage, I left the US. Upon returning home, shortly before Christmas, I started slipping in and out of consciousness. It was so quick and successive that I was unable to tell anyone what was happening or reach out for help. My blood pressure was tanking but we did not know why. I sought answers from doctors, neurologists and neurosurgeon team at Queen's square, I was sent for a supine MRI upon which they told me that I did have Chiari but that it was ''not symptomatic'' because of it's size.  Initially, I accepted these answers, why would they not be correct? But my condition declined further and after an incident with my University bed collapsing, I was left unable to lift my head from my pillow due to extreme pain and dizziness. I almost missed Christmas with my family as I was unable to travel for a two week period leading up to Christmas day.  I was frustrated and desperate to know what was going on. I emailed a doctor in Spain, a specialist within our EDS community and found the price for a consultation. In between raising that money and sending my imaging off, I started falling unconscious when lowering my head down. I attended the A&E in Barnet, where I was discharged because they couldn't work out why this was happening.  By the time I sent my images and received my report, my speech was impaired, fatigue was running rampant, and the period of time in which I can remain upright has greatly lessened (about two hours at a time without a break). My gait, breathing and eyesight are all impaired, sporadically too.  I opened the report expecting a few levels of my neck needing to be fused, what I read was shocking. My neck is very unstable, I have little to no spinal fluid flow. I was diagnosed with Chiari malformation and recommended a decompression surgery for those symptoms and the csf flow, Cervical cranial instability and Antalo-axial instability. What this means for me is that I need my whole neck fused, hard.  On the 8th of July I flew out, accompanied by my best friend, to Barcelona to have further imaging and meet with my surgeon. It was confirmed that I do need these surgeries urgently, or I will simply continue to decline at the rapid rate I have been.  I have been given a rough estimate of 50,000 gbp, and understandable, this isn't change I can grab from the sofa cushions, I need help to save my life. That isn't easy to say. Things have deteriorated rapidly since the bed incident, slipping in and out of conciousness, I lost control of my bladder and my spo2 stats drop frequently to below 90. I am terrified of how far I can decline, and what my body can come back from.  So please, if you have anything to spare, please consider helping.  Frequently asked questions: - Why wont the NHS fund this - The NHS have a few reasons, the first is that they don't like operating on people with connective tissue issues, due to the potential complications and risks we pose. They also dispute, despite numerous success stories, that the surgery is beneficial. They don't have a surgeon qualified

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Pour que Moussa puisse finir son lycée

Pour que Moussa puisse finir son lycée

Moussa*, jeune majeur isolé, est scolarisé dans un lycée professionnel de la Haute-Garonne. Sans aucune prise en charge du département, sans assistance des institutions qui devraient pourtant l’accompagner sur le chemin de l’autonomie, il a passé sa première année de CAP tant bien que mal, grâce à la solidarité qui s’est créée autour de lui. Pour finir son lycée, obtenir son diplôme et « vivre », tout simplement, Moussa a besoin d’aide. L’argent récolté permettra de payer ses fournitures scolaires, ses transports, et de lui acheter à manger les week-ends et pendant les périodes de stage en entreprise. Une partie de la cagnotte sera aussi reversée au lycée qui prend en charge son hébergement à l’internat pendant les semaines de cours. Le texte qui suit revient sur le parcours de Moussa, son exil depuis l’Afrique de l’Ouest et les épreuves qu’il a traversées. Notre solidarité est un des moyens qui permettra à Moussa d’écrire lui-même la suite de l’histoire. (*Prénom modifié)Moussa, le porteur de fardeauxAu paysUn jour, alors que sa mère est alitée, malade, on fait venir Moussa à son chevet, avec son grand frère. Sa mère lui dit : « toi, tu es Dounouba Sambo ». Le porteur de fardeaux. Son frère, lui, se fait appeler « élève Kambano », le jeune étudiant. « Elle disait des choses que je ne comprenais pas mais maintenant je me souviens de ce qu’elle voulait dire. » Moussa perd sa mère quand il a sept ans. Il vit avec ses trois frères, sa sœur et sa grand-mère, dans la maison de son père disparu. Moussa fait ce qu’il peut. Il va chercher du bois, porte l’eau, s’active « pour mettre les choses plus près de la maison ». Moussa grandit, apprend. Il a onze ans. Le collège est à quelques kilomètres. Pour aller en cours, il doit marcher du village jusque là bas. Souvent, il fait très chaud. La plupart des élèves sont à vélo mais lui est à pied. « Ça a bien marché au collège, sauf que j’étais tout le temps en retard. Mais vu que j’avais des bonnes notes, ils m’ont laissé. » Moussa continue et rejoint la ville pour aller au lycée. Il veut devenir comptable. Il s’accroche, va au bout de sa seconde, puis passe en première. Entre temps, la situation familiale s’est dégradée. Tant de dépenses s’accumulent, pour s’inscrire à l’école, payer les fournitures, l’uniforme… Son grand-frère vient d’obtenir son bac, il veut commencer la fac, mais le voilà bloqué. C’est le temps des grandes décisions. Élève Kambano dit qu’il veut partir pour aider sa famille. Moussa dit à son frère qu’il va partir à sa place. Ils discutent. Élève Kambano est en moins bonne santé que Dounouba Sambo. Alors, c’est Dounouba Sambo qui ira. « C’est là qu’a commencé mon voyage sans retour. » L’exilPendant l’été, pour tromper son attention, Moussa donne rendez-vous à son frère à la ville le dimanche. Et Moussa part le samedi, avant que son frère n’arrive. Il laisse juste une lettre pour lui annoncer son départ. « Dans la famille, tout le monde a pleuré. C’est là que j’ai su que j’existais pour eux. Moi aussi, j’ai pleuré jusqu’en Libye. » Ses frères l’appellent tous les jours, mais Moussa leur donne le moins de nouvelles possibles. Bamako. Ouagadougou. Agadez. À Agadez, le désert, comme une mer de sable. « Je savais pas que y avait le Sahara. » Pour traverser, il faut deux mille francs CFA, « pour avoir la bonne couverture, à manger, et tout ». Dounouba Sambo porte sa nouvelle charge : il travaille une semaine à Agadez pour les passeurs, tient la souche des billets, note les noms et prénoms de ceux et celles qui ont payé. Les passeurs n’ont pas fait l’école. « Je faisais ça pour passer. » Un jour, un convoi rempli à moitié part pour la Libye. « Il m’a mis dedans. » Le convoi arrive à Gadron, sur le territoire libyen. Les galères s’enchaînent. Le manque de nourriture. Le manque d’argent pour continuer le chemin. Moussa bosse en ville pour des passeurs qui tiennent sa vie entre leurs mains. Après trois semaines, un autre convoi part en direction de Tripoli, Moussa embarque dedans,

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Treking to Everest Base Camp For The James Clifford Campling Trust

Treking to Everest Base Camp For The James Clifford Campling Trust

We lost are pal James in April 2018 aged 29 after he battled for 2 years with a Grade 4 Glioblastoma. This type of tumour is the most aggressive of its kind, it infiltrates the brain and spreads very quickly. James was an incredibly selfless human being who dedicated his life to helping others. Despite his diagnosis he continued his charity work and was able to raise £30,000 for Brain Tumour Research. He was and still is a total inspiration and we would like to do our bit to carry on his legacy. The James Clifford Campling Trust has been set up by his wonderful family. Their aim is to provide fantastic experiences and allow brain tumour patients to fulfil their bucket list dreams (just like James). In May this year Alex and I climbed Ben Nevis in Scotland and in true Alex and Lucy style decided that if we could climb Nevis we could definitely scale Everest.....how hard could it be?? So a few months later we booked and paid for our trip. When we actually sat down to plan our trek we realised that this might be a tougher than we orginially thought, so we put on our hiking boots and hit the hills. James would have loved this challenge, so we climb in March 19 in memory of him! I know it's nearly Christmas but please help us raise some money for this wonderful trust....every penny will help us train and trek harder on those hills! All your donations are safe and secure and every penny will go to the trust. For more infomation please visit: jamescliffordcamplingtrust.co.uk or watch this lovely video on YouTube  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3_QBJq38YY Loves.....Lucy and Alex xxx

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Dalma

Dalma

Hello everyone & welcome to this money pot!With just 1-click you can support any project you're passionate about* Give however much you want* All payments are 100% secure* Why Leetchi.com? It's hassle-free!Thank you!Princess Dalmawe estimate the bill to exceed £6k but it is a treatable issues (parathyroid ) the cushings is no longer being treated as the trilostane almost signed her death warrant  Dalma was born into a home were money mattered more than health. Breeders were visited by a Swedish breeder as she also was buying dogs from them and she was astonished at the filth and degredation that met her. Dogs were full of what she described as fleas worms and itching and fed diluted dry foods to make it go further. Dogs would kill neighbours cats to eat and breeder owners felt this was nature and acceptable. Dogs that came from them had been beaten for stealing food yes 8-12 week old pups battered damaging limbs (later requiring complex surgery to fix by new owners) Health issues genetic hidden and lied about to buyers still are, dogs being killed by abuse of owners in their own country and others again choosing to lie about the facts. Health tests false, vaccine cards fake using stolen vet stamp when hungarian vet was not looking ....She came to Uk and had best treatment any dog could have for much of her 13  future years and still does, she is in patient at Liverpool University Small Animal Hospital , she developed cushings, heart disease, liver disease and STILL remains the silly dilly dally do (her nickname )she always has been.She cared for her timid sister and her poor beaten Bolo besty Tira (the pup battered for being greedy (omg). She would take food in her mouth to them so they could have food and not be frightened she was the perfect mum grandma nd great grandam ever , you would swear she was part human. Her best pal for ost of her life was Smokey a rescue cat we saved and (yet again) kept. They would greet each other with a nose kiss until his passing aged 18 years. She is the only doggy that can reduce her doggy daughter Miggy to stop in her tracks and kiss her mummy with such love .STILL continues today A tough hardy little lady with a heart of pure gold. Her legacy is that she made UK Havanese far better and through her UK Havanese were being admired all over the world unlike anytime before.She is a HISTORICAL HAVANESE and she now needs humans to help her through her ordealA crowd funding page would really help her at this time If we can raise enough funds she will be helping save the lives of many dogs of all breeds because all slides saved assist make better veterinary health for the future.Dilly needs us now !Her costs this year alone have exceeded £12000 her OAP owner is depleting all her savings due to Insurance cost saving plans (dont they always enjoy taking our money but not returning it)This is her story

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Madrassah Fianarantsoa

Madrassah Fianarantsoa

Hello and Welcome / Bonjour et Bienvenue. Translated in English and French / Traduit en Anglais et en Français. (ENGLISH)My name is Nadira.I want to talk to you about something important.I need your help.Let me introduce myself first, and then our humanitarian project :)I am 23, I'm a student living in England at the moment.I'm from the Reunion Island but originally from Madagascar island.(Français)Je m'apelle Nadira.J'aimerais vous parler d'une chose importante.J'ai besoin de votre aide.Je vais tout d'abord me présenter, et ensuite, je vous présenterai notre projet humanitaire.J'ai 23 ans. Je suis une étudiante vivant en Angleterre pour le moment.Je suis originaire de Madagascar, mais je suis née et j'ai vécue sur l'île de la Réunion. (English)My father (who currently lives in Reunion island, but who travels from time to time to Madagascar) as well as his childhood friends, had this wonderful idea to build an Islamic school in their hometowns, Fianarantsoa, Madagascar island.Place of worship and of serious religious science by the mean of which children, teens and adult will benefit.(Français)Mon père (qui vit actuellement à la Réunion, mais qui voyage de temps en temps à Madagascar) ainsi que ses amis d'enfance, ont eu cette merveilleuse idée de construire une madressah (école religieuse) dans leur villes natales, Fianarantsoa, à Madagascar.Lieu de culte dédié aux enfants, adolescents et adultes en quête de science religieuse sérieuse.(English)Chosen because of his location, Fianarantsoa is located in south central Madagascar, and is the capital of Haute Matsiatra Region.We are also aware of everything that is happening today. That's why we want to give people the chance to learn the truth, so that they can separate truth from falsehood.We want to precise that we stand against terrorism.(Français)Choisi pour son emplacement, Fianarantsoa est situé dans le centre-sud de Madagascar et est la capitale de la région de la Haute Matsiatra.Nous sommes aussi conscients de tout ce qui se passe aujourd'hui dans le monde. C'est pourquoi nous voulons donner aux gens la chance d'apprendre la vérité, afin qu'ils puissent distinguer le vrai du faux.Nous tenons tout de même à préciser que nous sommes tous contre le terrorisme.(English)We therefore request your help to carry out this project. We need YOU guys. :) You can contribute as you wish.If for example,  you 😇 yes you, the one who are reading this give a small £10. Without you realizing it, it will make a massive change to our project, and by the same time bring about a huge change in access to education.(Français)Nous sollicitons donc votre aide pour mener à bien ce projet. Nous avons besoin de vous. :) Vous pouvez contribuer comme vous le souhaitez.Si par exemple, toi qui lit :) oui toi. Si tu nous donnes une petite somme (disons 10€)Sans t'en rendre compte, cela peut faciliter notre projet et apporter un énorme changement dans ce qui est de l'accès à l'éducation. THANK YOU. MERCI. PLEASE SHARE. PARTAGEZ SVP.Please contact me for more details. Contactez-moi pour plus de détails.

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