“I am only one, but I am still one. I cannot do everything, but I still can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something I can do. “ – Helen Keller
“All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.” –Edmund Burke
The necklace is strikingly beautiful. The story is horrific and heartbreaking. The moving full story is on the Falling Whistles website. After participating in a Tom’s shoe drop in Africa, Sean Carasso began wandering the continent. “For two months, there was death and destruction, failure and fear, adventure.wonder.motion. But all around was a pervasive hope moving steadily toward what could only be described as progress.” Until he entered the Congo, and realized he had walked into an unspeakable hell. You’ve heard of the child soldiers, but the reality was even bleaker and even sicker than a rational mind can image. Children kidnapped from their families, tortured, beaten, starved, sexually abused, and given rifles and taught to kill. Carasso came across five such young men, who the day before were liberated from the rebel army, only to find their rescue by the National Army subjected them to the same horrific treatment, and in addition to also being considered enemies of the state. None of these young men were older than fifteen. As Carasso and his friends waited with the young men for the United Nations who had promised to rescue them, they told the story of the whistleblowers. A Nightmare come to life.
Whistleblowers are children who are too young to carry a rifle. They instead are giving a whistle and put on the front lines of the battlefield with instructions to blow their whistles so fiercefully that they will frighten the other army – instead they are unarmed human barricades who are shot to death by the opposing soldiers, or shot in the back by their kidnappers if they try to flee. Children as cannon-fodder. Children in the cross-fire. In the 21th century. As innocent children die on a senseless battlefield half a world away, shiny falling whistles tumble out of their tiny lifeless hands.
Read the Falling Whistles Story. Wear the whistle. Tell the tale.
Be a whistleblower for peace.