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From a generous online donor

I’ve never forgotten the pain of hunger. As a child I often went to school hungry with the hope that my mom might have managed to get some food by dinner. Sometimes there was nothing at all. Often there was only leftover potatoes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I suffered the embarrassment and shame being hungry. I had to hide my hunger from my friends and class-mates. I was friendless and alone and a natural magnet for schoolyard bullies. My teachers were angry that I was unable to concentrate on my lessons. The effects of childhood hunger have rippled on throughout my adult life. In our world of riches, no child should ever grow up hungry and malnourished.

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