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<blockquote class=”twitter-tweet” lang=”en”><p>The Duchess of Cornwall's speech about the "inspirational" work of <a href=”https://twitter.com/barnardos”>@barnardos</a> children's charity: <a href=”http://t.co/rEtm3Loptn”>http://t.co/rEtm3Loptn</a></p>— Clarence House (@ClarenceHouse) <a href=”https://twitter.com/ClarenceHouse/statuses/438626487693217792″>February 26, 2014</a></blockquote>
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The Duchess of Cornwall’s speech about the “inspirational” work of @barnardos children’s charity: http://bit.ly/1fT6xkW
2:47 AM – 26 Feb 2014
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A speech by Her Royal Highness The Duchess of Cornwall at a Dinner for Barnardo’s, Clarence House, London
Published on 25th February 2014
As the proud President of Barnardo’s, I am delighted to welcome you to Clarence House tonight to salute the achievements of this unique charity.
Everybody knows Barnardo’s – but not many know the story of Dr Thomas Barnardo’s arrival in London from Dublin in 1866 to train as a medical missionary. At that time, he was so shocked to see thousands of children begging for food and sleeping on the streets in the East End that he found a new vocation, and decided to devote himself to helping them. He set up a Ragged School where poor children could get a basic education – the first step in the charity’s long history of caring for the young and vulnerable. In those harsh Victorian times, his vision was a world where ‘no child is turned away’, and that belief is still the cornerstone of the charity today.
Everybody knows Barnardo’s – and its history of helping children with nowhere else to turn, but it has changed over the years and risen to the challenges of modern times. It still holds true to its Founder’s vision to help the forgotten and unheard and it still runs vital fostering and adoption services. But we must remember that it is addressing today’s needs as well. Barnardo’s is working to help children who have been abused, and those who are at risk of being sexually exploited. It is also supporting young adults as they leave to find their place in the world, by offering them training schemes, and giving a helping hand when needed.
Over the past few years I have visited several of these inspirational projects which are not only very impressive but very humbling too, and I believe that it is thanks to the dedication of Barnardo’s highly skilled staff that these places exist at all – without their care and counselling these young people would still be floundering alone in a frightening world.
It all started as the mission of one compassionate man. Today, Barnardo’s is a huge charity, working directly with over 200,000 children, young people and their families every year. In a world where so many things have changed for the better, there are –sadly – still many vulnerable, forgotten and neglected children. Each one of them has a unique story. Barnardo’s listens, and speaks for those whose needs are unheard.
So, Ladies and Gentlemen, we all know Barnardo’s long history, but its future is just as important. I know that it will continue to believe in children, and ensure that its vital work carries on for many years to come.
…to the wonderful egomaniac – narcissist people of the Monarchy of the UK and the Government of England…!
THIS SPEECh for Barnardo’s is not a nice thing they have done for children…! NO, NO, no…!
THIS SPEECH IS SAYING, that the shit UK Monarchy has in England 200,000 children shitted by the MONARCHY…!
THAT IS HOW STUPID AND KNUTTY THIS species of humanoides are…! To have destitute children and poor in their “REALM”…!
A SONG OF THEIR SHIT BIBLE AND RELIGION…!
My Lord has garments so wondrous fine,
And myrrh their texture fills;
Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine
With joy my being thrills.
Out of the ivory palaces,
Into a world of woe,
Only His great eternal love
Made my Savior go.
His life had also its sorrows sore,
For aloes had a part;
And when I think of the cross He bore,
My eyes with teardrops start.
His garments, too, were in cassia dipped,
With healing in a touch;
In paths of sin had my feet e’er slipped—
He’s saved me from its clutch.
In garments glorious He will come,
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my “””!!!-heav’nly-!!!””” home,
To dwell forevermore.
…what a shit song and a shit UK MONARCHY of English nuts that live in wood and paper doll houses…!
…I Hope you all BURN in YOUR HELL and Inferno of World you have made and run…!
…only shit English do not have real property and have property taxes…!
…only shit English PEASANTS pay money to Landlords and barely have money for clothing or food…!
I HOPE YOUR CLOTHES YOU ARE BURIED IN QUEEN ELIZABETH 2, “ROT” QUICKLY, with you dear “shit HUSBAND”…!
AND YOU BE BURIED WITH A SHIT BIBLE ON YOUR CHEST OR LAP…!