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#3000chairs Stand Up for the child refugees of Syria

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Blogizing attempt of an 'empty chair'

Jackie Morris, an artist and writer has started a campaign on twitter #3000chairs based upon this story of a Syrian child refugee: one day a child refugee visited a local school to join in a lesson, the teacher told the child he could not stay as there was no chair for them to sit. The next day the child returned with a broken chair and asked “can I stay now”.

These children have been torn away from their families, whilst having to leave their own country due to war. I feel ashamed that our government voted against taking these child refugees. If they have no parents then who will care for them? It does not matter where these children are from….they are our children. We have one world…and we are all the same. Human beings! STAND UP and join in this awareness raising campaign #3000chairs. Draw or paint your own, or share the story or write a letter to your MP…whatever you choose let’s make a difference to our children’s future.

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The day the war came

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Finding my soulmate, my twin flame

I NEVER KNEW HE WAS MISSING FROM MY LIFE, UNTIL I FOUND HIM

Our eyes met across the dance floor, I smiled at him and shyly looked away.  I looked back and he was smiling at me again.  I could feel the excitement building in my body. He moved nearer  to where I was and began to dance next to me.  I could feel the tension, the anticipation of what could be.  Whilst he danced his hand brushed past mine, sending an electric shock down my arm. My heart jumped, my stomach lurched, my body tingled.  I glanced sideways and again was met with a gaze from his beautiful brown eyes.  To me he was picture perfect, and had an air of shyness about him which made him more attractive.  As I looked at him and I smiled again, without saying a word, he leaned towards me.  He softly took a hold of my hand.  He lightly brushed my lips with his, he pulled away and we stared into each others eyes.  He moved towards me again for another kiss, this time more intense and urgent.  I closed my eyes and it was as if time stood still, I did not care who saw us, nor did it matter. I had found him. My twin flame.

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