Fikret was 6 when men with guns came to his home and loaded his older
brother and father into a truck. He never saw them again. Farah was 8 when a bomb blew up next to her and her Mom as they ran.
Farah survived. Her Mom did not. Joseph was 5. He remembers the refugee camp most of all, but he also
remembers waking up in his mud hut to the sounds of distant gunfire and
the cries of his Mother as she ran into the bush with him on her back. Refugee children like these arrive in the United States every
year-seeking safety, peace and a new place to call home. They come from very different places and cultures. They feel different
than the other kids in their neighborhood and schools. You can give them the tools they need to succeed AND help them fit in
with their classmates. The gift of one backpack for one refugee child can make all the
difference in the world. You can change the life of one refugee child, one backpack at a time.
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