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What eating refugee rations for a week taught me.

Background: Recently (from 17th-24th of June 2018) I undertook Act For Peace's 'Ration Challenge'. The challenge entailed  spending an entire week eating only the rations that a typical Syrian refugee in a Jordan refugee camp would be given. I always feel my best when I am helping others and I have a huge passion for helping those less fortunate. I was more than keen to sign up for this challenge to raise some money for this wonderful organisation that helps provide refugees with access to food, education, hygiene supplies, medical attention and counselling. My heart goes out to refugees because they've been through so much, they've had to flee their homes and endure terrible circumstances to eventually end up in a refugee camp where they will be essentially stuck for an elongated period of time, the uncertainty of that situation must be almost unbearable.    [1] I learned so much from doing this challenge, and my awareness of the plight of refugees ...

Open Letter to Zoos Victoria

I'm sharing the letter below that I wrote to Zoos Victoria as a blog post because as far as the environment is concerned; we really need to step up and do all we can to protect it. Another reason is that I sent this letter in to Zoos Victoria via a multitude of mediums and did not get a response (Update, I did get a message back on facebook). The ethics of what we are doing, coupled with the stats and facts about how we are impacting our earth combines to create a robust topic. I try my best to open a friendly and informative conversation with Zoos Victoria. Dear Zoos Victoria, Last year I visited Healesville Sanctuary and I respect the variety of information you share about animals and their wellbeing and your effort to keep the animals in your care happy and comfortable. I appreciate your contributions to conservation projects such as those involving the Tasmanian Devil and the Helmeted Honeyeater. However, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of discouragement when I ...