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Personal Narrative: Saving Darfur
It was junior year and I had just joined Save Darfur Club at school. The club had been created a year ago to spread awareness among the community about the atrocities and genocide committed in Darfur, Sudan. The year I joined, we decided to take it a step further and actively help the victims in some way.
The very obvious and practical way to do that, for us school goers, was to raise funds and send it through Red Cross, the only humanitarian organization still allowed to operate in Darfur. Our method: again the typical high school way of selling customized goods. We chose these to be t-shirts. Since I was the one with two years of Economics studies, I was given the responsibility of planning and executing the modus operandi to raise the maximum

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