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By Kathy Kelly
Voices in the Wilderness |
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...In the kingdom of palms and peace, I forgot what I had seen that morning in a hospital in the south: children with fused fingers and cleft palates. With protruding brains or no brains at all... |
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The charm and beauty of Baghdad was striking. At first glance, Baghdad appeared much like any other Third World city, but in time differences became apparent. |
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Laurel Severns says I felt I needed to personally look Iraq in the face even if I might flinch to witness the damage our government has done. |
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It felt oddly like being at a wake in a funeral home. The doctor said I am sorry, but your child cannot live. We have not the oxygen, we have not the tube. More children die. |
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Christopher Allen-Doucot brings to life the horrors of war that afflict the innocent people of Iraq. |
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At the hands of UN/US policy makers, childhood in Iraq has, for thousands, become a living hell. It is a story of child abuse, of child sacrifice. The author shares her experiences in war-torn Iraq.O |
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Breaking the political barriers and participating in an emotional and meaningful exchange, the author creates understanding between Americans and a group of women from Baghdad. |
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The author, in a group of 22 people from the U.S., England, Australia and Canada traveled to Baghdad to witness and record the brutal effects of sanctions imposed on a small country isolated politically, militarily and economically. |
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A delegation of citizens from The Voices in the Wilderness campaign first delivered medical supplies to hospitals in Iraq. The following is from a diary kept by Kathy Kelly on her mission to Iraq in 1996. |
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Mother's Day in Baghdad |
The message from a mother of a dying child in Iraq portrays herand many others'suffering and anguish due to war and sanctions. |
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