LETTER OF FAMILIES WITHOUT BORDERS
Like your children, this little girl is wearing a onesie. Except that hers is stiff with dirt. Like your daughters when they were one, one-and-a-half, this little one is still a bit wobbly on her feet. This is the age when children start imitating animal noises, giggling loudly, and looking at picture books with big “oooh” sounds. We often say they are sweet, we let them cling to us and despite our exhaustion, we are happy. The only way to stop thinking about this little girl is to avert your eyes. One look at her is enough to remind you of the playfulness and sincerity in the eyes of your own children.
And one look is enough to be against children dying in forests. We must do everything in our power to make sure these children get their warm milk and medicine. Today. If politicians cannot see these children, we will help them see. Let’s remind them of their own children and grandchildren. Let’s remind them that our ancestors also had to flee Poland more than once and find help. Let’s show that political divisions are unimportant when the breath of a child, the sparkle in their eye, the warmth of their little body is at stake. Humanitarian organizations have to be allowed into the zone of emergency in Poland immediately and push-backs across the border have to stop.
As mothers, as families, as people, we look beyond political divisions and reach out to mothers, families and people who can influence what happens on Poland’s eastern border. Everybody knows perfectly well how to help a sick, hungry, cold, scared child. We cannot allow these children to be transported to the forest to die.
We ask you: please make one phone call to someone you know, to someone who can prevent these children from dying, today, right now. These children have not had anything to eat for hours. It’s very simple: they need our help immediately.
Families without borders