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Missing presumed eaten - Feed the World 30

Do you remember the story of my daughter's puppy in Liberia?
She left him behind, 
when ebola forced them to evacuate in August. 
The dog has disappeared
It is very likely that he has been eaten...

Today I bought Feed the World 30
It was my first ever Itunes purchase.
I urge you to do the same
all the money raised is for helping 
the fight against ebola in west Africa...



Thirty years ago, I also bought the Band Aid song.
Bob Geldof, Midge Ure and friends raised millions
 for famine relief in Ethiopia.
I was twenty-one, the same age as my daughter
I barely knew where Africa was.

Fast forward thirty years
daughter number one, newly arrived in Liberia
sends me a photo of a flee ridden, worm infested puppy
 bought as a guard dog.
You can read the story here


I send a care package
full of flea and worming tablets,
dog chews and treats,
when she left he was a healthy growing dog...

I will leave her to tell her Liberian story one day,
the fact that the dog was probably stolen for food
is the reason I bought the BandAid music today.

Thank you to all the musicians involved in Feed the World
I am listening it to it over and over again.

I have not linked this to any U tube clips
Please buy your own copy!





Here are some of the words from Feed the World...

but say a prayer – pray for the other ones
At Christmas time – it’s hard but while you’re having fun
There’s a world outside your window and it’s a world of dread and fear
Where a kiss of love can kill you and there’s death in every tear
And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight we’re reaching out and touching you
No peace and joy this Christmas in west Africa
The only hope they’ll have is being alive
Where to comfort is to fear
Where to touch is to be scared...
How can they know it’s Christmas time at all?

We downloaded it and I sang along to it in the car.
The kids had no idea of the original words.
They do now.
Linking with Blue Monday - Our World Tuesday

Thank you to all the wonderful hosts





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