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Summer came here in England rather late and the need for a pair of sandals was delayed.
And then when it finally came, the summer that is, my feet were protesting
the gilded cages that were my boots.

Suddenly freedom for my feet became rather imperative...
Not wishing to buy a cheap pair that would quickly leave its mark in the form of blisters, or would break down after putting it through my rather quick pace of walking... the search began!

And then my eyes beheld the lovely form upon a friend's feet. 
The perfect sandal. 
Appealing to my eye.
Simple, yet enough detail.

                               
These sandals were made my Toms.

(Don't know what I speak of, just click the link at the end!)
One for One
I buy a pair of their shoes. 
AND
They provide a pair for a child who doesn't have any.
                                       
And suddenly you become aware that every choice you make matters.
It carries weight
It speaks of value.
Of what you value.
You have power every time you spend money to cast your vote on what will win. 
Corporations.... Or
 Organisations, that seek a better quality of life for all humanity.

I just wanted a pair of sandals.
But in my choice, I had the power to help someone else. 

A shoe can mean life and health to someone.
APA seek to help prevent and treat those suffering with a devastating,
 disfiguring disease of the lower legs and feet.
A disease known as Podoconiosis.
For those people in places like Ethiopia, a shoe means everything.
Quality of life.
Health.
Belonging in families & communities. 

In 2014 Toms donated the second delivery of 86,340
of children's shoes to be given out in the districts APA was operating.
Toms are effectively helping with the work of those seeking to prevent
 others from suffering from the disease of podoconiosis.
All by way of giving a pair of shoes to a child.

The power to affect change in your world, in the lives of those around the world,
can be as simple as buying a pair of shoes.

Just a thought I had today...

Be sure to check out the work of
Toms
http://www.toms.co.uk/
&
APA
http://www.actiononpodo.com/





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