Can we make the world better?
A child is born.
Born black or white.
Born rich or poor.
Born in a hospital, or in a bush.
Born in a peaceful place, or in the hell of a war.
Does it matter to you where this child born?
But it does matter if she/he born in USA, in Europe, in Asia, in Australia, or in Africa.
Because, some people's future, is prescribed since their birth.
If you are lucky enough to born in a progressed and peaceful country, please help those who aren't as lucky as you are.
WE DON'T ask for your money.
Not because these people don't need money, but because our role is different.
Our role is to make people aware and remove the negative propaganda against people in need, motivated and created by some political powers, and used for voters hunting, while these people suffer and need our help.
Do NOT help those who make refugees suffer. Don't make these people desperate.
Because desperate people, make desperate actions and soon their problem will come back to you, and it will be much bigger problem than you can imagine.
We ask for something more precious than money.
We ask some of your time.
Spread the word.
Make people understand and help those who are in need.
Make the people welcome the refugees and those they seek for a better life.
Make governments to create support facilities and new laws.
Instead to worry about crimes that refugees can commit, let's educate them, give them jobs and help them adjust themselves in the country they live and asked for asylum.
Then if any of them commits a crime, we can punish him/her according our existing and our new laws.
But until then, let's open our hearts.
And don't worry. Law Enforcement will keep their eyes open.
Today is me who suffers
Tomorrow maybe is you.
How easy for you can be to move in a new world?
To be enforced to take a decision between life and death.
A “should I stay, or should I go?”.
If you stay, soon you and your family will be dead.
First think it comes in your mind, is “how long you have to take a decision like this one?”
You need to think very well and take a wise decision.
You mustn’t make a mistake.
Maybe a month?
A week?
At least a day?
But the explosions are already here.
No time to think even.
What can you take with you?
Maybe clothes, water and food for a day or two.
Where to go?
Who can help you escape this hell?
You must leave your mother and father back.
They are too old and they will not survive.
They must stay back and we will pray for them a bomb to not destroy their house.
And ..we gone.
It’s still dark.
Within 20 minutes we took the decision and we moved.
Help us God this to be the right decision and survive.
With a backpack and 3 blankets in my left hand, holding tide with my right hand the stripes of my wife’s backpack to support her to carry our baby in her arms.
That dark and cold night, we walked without stop for 10 hours or more.
Then we are on a truck bed. We can hardy keep ourselves in one place. I never knew it is so slippery the cold metal of the truck bed.
In the borders my heart was broken. Stress. Someone told me that many people killed in these borders few days ago.
The driver paid the corrupted officers and we moved.
Next day the morning…in the boat.
The waves so big…
Hardly we hold ourselves in this boat.
I twisted the rope inside my hands.
My wife locked her hands around my hands and our baby is between us. We check every minute to see if the baby is still alive.
I have the feeling years passed but we are only 7-8 hours in this rubber boat.
Now, I see another boat. Are we saved?
But not for our rescue.
Arrived to take our “captain” back.
He removed the engine from our boat and the fuel tank.
Now with a big knife he cuts our rubber boat in many spots and he moved to the other boat and left.
Is he mad???
We will all die.
Now we are in the water…
So. The end is here.
Then, suddenly… a siren nearby and lights.
I see red and blue flashing lights.
Coastguards.
We are saved!!
We are frozen, but people are caring for us. They helping us… Someone gave us some special shining blankets.
We are saved.
Maybe this story it isn’t real, but the facts are 100% REAL.
This story is made from parts of the statements of countless refugees.
From those who was lucky or strong enough to survive.
Should we open our hearts to these people?
Or should we turn our head to the other side every time we cross our way with a refugee?