There are thousands of children that are being stolen in Uganda and Darfur. They are forced into these radical armies. Their treatment is horrific. We are watching this happen year after year. A new movement has been organized to rescue these children. I just had to make a quilt about this dire situation because I feel so helpless. Sometimes I wish that I had the intestinal fortitude to do more. I am not sure what that would be. Then I think about the children I see at school who live in poverty. I can do something to help them and in some small way I do. It just never seems like enough.