September 15, 2015
Cough It Up, Folks…

…and pass the link on to your friends, bearing in mind that Zoë Wilson, unlike most charities I could name, has no overhead. The 14-year-old granddaughter of our next-door neighbors recently arrived in Ljubljana, where her biologist father is conducting a year-long conservation study of Slovenian bears (who knew?). So why not?, she figured she might as well buy 32 pairs of shoes and a whole bunch of other neat stuff while she was there. But she still wants more. Can you help her out?

With the money I raised we were able to buy 41 train tickets, sleeping bags, blankets, pads and 32 pairs of shoes. If you want to know more about our days volunteering keep reading! When we first arrived there were not too many people, just beat up tents set up on a large dirt area. I mostly noticed young kids kicking a slightly flat soccer ball, and playing on plastic bikes while their parents watched them.

When we showed up we were met by Hungarian volunteers who had been working around the clock, they showed us where all the storage was. Then we moved all of our donated gear into the makeshift tents. We still had 1000 dollars to use, so my dad and a volunteer named Dora and I drove to the (railway) station where we met other volunteers from Migration Aid. We spent $500 or 135,000 Hungarian forints on 41 train tickets to a small Hungarian city on the Austrian border where the refugees would then be able to walk into Austria. These tickets will be going to people who have absolutely nothing. After this we went to a giant Wal-Mart esc store.

We filled up a cart with men and woman’s shoes. We bought 32 pairs of good walking shoes. When arrived back at camp the volunteers were in shock at how many we had. Shoes were badly needed. After I helped pass out shoes, a wave of people arrived in camp. What had just been quiet was now filled with a buzz of different languages, everyone just asking for help. I found the kids first. Fitting five year olds with new pants, jackets and shoes, “miss, miss please” was a phrase that filled my ears.



Posted by Jerome Doolittle at September 15, 2015 05:10 PM
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