Raising funds for "Warphans" the little children orphaned by wars worldwide. WishingWellBC is based in Nanaimo, British Columbia, Canada. Case by case, we're committed to find loving homes where they are safe and as happy as they can be, despite the horrors they may have witnessed 1st hand.
With a broad mission mandate, WishingWellBC also works with local, national, and international government and non-government organizations, corporations, and faith groups to help others without overlapping services to reach as many children as possible.
In addition, we advocate for underprivileged people so that they're not merely "dumped" when they "age-out" or move away.
We trust that your support for our vision will encourage you to pitch in and donate as much as you're able!
Please feel free to download "Wishing Well", the 10-song children's album by world renowned singer/songwriter, Bj Bleakney. An 11-page coloring poster pack (illustrated by Brian Rodda) also downloadable with no obligation (although a $20 USD donation would be greatly appreciated).
Also, try the free download limited edition, "Silly Willy goes to Safety School",1st book in the 'laugh and learn' Silly Willy series. The series is always expanding, so check back often for the next edition of "Silly Willy"! Again, it's free, but we encourage you to donate $5 USD to WishingWellBC.
And Now...
A word from the award-winning author of the "Silly Willy" series and creator of "Wishing Well":
Hi. I'm happy to have the privilege of serving the Warphans of the world. I coined the term "Warphans" because this very large population share so many things in common that they should have their own group name. A sign of the effectiveness and reach of WishingWellBC's programs will be the increased use of "Warphans" in referring to the children who have been displaced by wars globally.
A while ago, I was struck by reports out of Ukraine of the staggering numbers of Warphans that were escaping to eastern Europe and beyond, unable to reconnect with their parents, close relatives, and siblings. The ones who were old enough, asked to be permitted to return to towns and villages that didn't exist anymore, or they were abandoned; beyond repair. In the chaos of rapid retreat, many children hiked, rode along in wagons, or on the backs of animals or such. When they got to 'safe' ground, many Warphans couldn't find their families because so many had been killed or imprisoned.
I read or saw news and I became increasingly aware that these Warphans were the inevitable casualties of wars all over the world and no matter where they were from, no matter where they landed, they were severely traumatized and, in many cases, alone.
I recall being separated from my parents in a crowded celebration in Germany when I was just five years old. I remember feeling terrified , tears pouring down my cheeks and bawling loudly, calling out for my parents. I only spoke English and every kind, well-meaning stranger seemed threatening to me. My fears overwhelmed me, until my Dad found me and cradled my exhausted body. It was that memory that came to me as I identified, in some small measure what these warphans were going through.