Back in October I decided I’d try knitting again after several thousand years of not knitting. That’s a lie, I had been knitting a scarf for 5 years! So, this winter I enjoyed revisiting proper knitting, spent a few evenings drooling over patterns on Ravelry, spending money on yarn, needles etc and trying to work out to keep it all tidy when I wasn’t knitting. I started of very easily and knitted Mark and Jo some fingerless mittens, I knitted myself some and gave them to a colleague at Restos who’s need was greater than mine. I knitted (attempted) to knit a skull cap for Mark, and ended up making several. I have some beautiful hanks of yarn left over and have just come across a charitable project to help me use them.
Love in the language of yarn is a charity set up to attempt to help children (and adults of course ) warm in Syria.
‘Lily’ is supported by businesses and individuals in Turkey, whether it be donations of yarn, Knitting and Crocheting or transportation of completed blankets to receiving agencies.‘Lily’ has no paid employees. All the good work is done on a strictly volunteer basis.‘Lily’ wishes to thank all those private individuals and businesses which support us. Without you, there would be no ‘Lily’ – Love In the Language of Yarn. We work hard for the day when we are no longer needed to help keep Children warm.
I have been brought to tears several times recently when seeing the terrible conditions Syrian refugees are being subjected to. Some how it is all the more distressing knowing that they cannot escape, they cannot go and warm themselves somewhere, wander through a shopping mall for some distraction. visit a neighbour who has heat, light and food. They are besieged, they are freezing, they are gradually starving to death.
“Please, please take us out, we are dying here,” 60-year-old Wafiqa pleads, sobbing uncontrollably as she cradles her lined face in rough gnarled hands.
She stumbles toward us in her grief, toward anyone she thinks can rescue her from the punishing eight-month siege of Yarmouk, a devastated Palestinian refugee camp south of Damascus.
Just behind her, a tide of hundreds of people presses against a security barrier. Armed men struggle to contain a crowd desperate to reach a UN food distribution point at the end of a narrow rutted road that cuts through a desolate wasteland of utter ruin.
“I’m so tired, so tired,” one woman cries out.
I’ve just watch the first video on the BBC link again, it is so distressing.
I discovered after seeing the video for the first time (and seeing that only 60 tiny food parcels had been delivered that day), that there are people doing things, desperately trying to do their bit and to help.
So now I am knitting squares, and will knit squares until my yarn is gone, and then I will source more yarn. I am collecting our hats, gloves, scarves, and will be packing up a parcel today to start helping in a very small way. (I’ve spent rather a lot of money this month (don’t tell Mark) so cannot donate money right now, but I will do. Some of you who are keen on rainbows and what that signifies nowadays, could knit some rainbow squares 🙂 If you decide to knit and send parcels, please take note of this piece of info, it’s very important.
Mark the parcels – ‘Small packet, knitting for charity, No commercial value’and keep weight to 2 kg (4.4 pounds) or under. On the customs declaration please keep value to a minimum amount.
If you read further down there is a comment from a lady who’s parcel is stuck in customs because it is too heavy. That would be such a waste, to do all you can and not get your parcel beyond customs.
FINALLY, IF YOU HAVE WOOL, ACCESS TO WOOL AND CANNOT KNIT, PLEASE EMAIL ME FOR MY ADDRESS AND SEND IT TO ME, I AM HAPPY TO KNIT FOR THE NEXT 10 YEARS.