Plan is a global children’s charity which operates in 50 countries across Africa, Asia and the Americas. It is made up of 21 national organisations responsible for raising funds and awareness in their respective countries. The organisation also provides training in disaster preparedness, response and recovery and has worked on relief efforts in countries including Haiti,Colombia and Japan.
Plan was founded during the Spanish Civil War by British journalist John Langdon-Davies and aid worker Eric Muggeridge. After seeing children orphaned by the conflict, they established ‘Foster Parents Plan for Children in Spain’, which would later change its name to Plan International. Set up in 1937, the organisation provided food, shelter and clothing to children whose lives had been disrupted by the war.
The majority of Plan’s income comes from supporters who sponsor children and the remainder is raised through donations and grants. An average of 80% of this money goes directly to supporting Plan’s development work. The remainder is spent on fundraising initiatives and maintaining an international network of support staff. Plan publishes annual reports detailing its fundraising and spending activity.
Alfred Lambremont Webre (born May 24, 1942) is an American author, lawyer, futurist, peace activist, environmental activist, and a space activist who promotes the ban of space weapons. He was a co-architect of the Space Preservation Treaty and the Space Preservation Act that was introduced to the U.S. Congress by Congressman Dennis Kucinich and is endorsed by more than 270 NGO's worldwide.
He helped draft the Citizen Hearing in 2000 with Stephen Bassett and serves as a member of the Board of Advisors. Webre is also the congressional coordinator for The Disclosure Project, and is a judge on the Kuala Lumpur War Crimes Commission.
Webre was born May 24, 1942, on a U.S. Naval Air Station. One of his parents is Cuban and Alfred Webre was raised in Cuba.
Webre entered Yale University in 1960 and graduated in 1964 with a Bachelor of Science in Industrial Administration Honors. Webre's interest in law brought him to continue his education and to graduate from Yale Law School, where Webre had national scholarship, with a Juris Doctor in International law in 1967. While studying at Yale Law School, he was also an Assistant in Instruction at the Economics Department of the U.S. Federal Taxation at Yale University (1965–1967). In 1967-1968, Webre traveled to Montevideo, Uruguay and became a Fulbright Scholar in Economic Integration. In 1993, he entered the University of Texas at Brownsville and graduated with a Master of Education in Counseling in 1997.
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All of us, sing about it.
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All of us, sing about it.
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All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
Must be some kind of planet
For all the people who can manage.
All of us who can handle it,
With all of this damage.
All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
There must be some kind of message
Simple plot somehow impressive.
Anyone who can think of something
Come on now, just express it.
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For all the people who can manage.
All of us who can handle it,
with all of this damage.
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All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
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All of us, sing about it.
All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
Must be some kind of planet
For all the people who can manage.
All of us who can handle it,
With all of this damage.
All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
There must be some kind of message
Simple plot somehow impressive.
Anyone who can think of something
Come on now, just express it.
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ooh ooh ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh.
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For all the people who can manage.
All of us who can handle it,
with all of this damage.
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All of us, all of us sing about it.
All of us, sing about it.
Theres one man left to thank
Built it with his hands
One man left to thank
He didn't need to carve it into something
Carve it into something new
Carve it into something
And theres plan A
Take a seat
Watch them play
Keep a receipt
Sharpen up and carve them into something
Carve it into something
Carve them into something new
Tell me what it is that you see
With your stolen eyes
And your singing one two three
Open up my eyes
My twin he tends to be me
He walks abroad
He like the broads
While I soak and shake alone at home
Tiny hammers smash stones
I don't need no bit of faith
Need no human race
Though I read every review
No ones got a fucking clue
and back again
And if you come from no where
You'll end up straight back there
You may as well
Carve carve carve it into something new
Carve it into something
I don't want to be better like you
Lust in your heart and I'm searching for truth
I don't want to be right by your side
Burning your cross then telling your lies
I don't want to wear a hood on my head
Shout praise to god and then dealing in death
This is not the devil making his plans
Men in high places and shaking of hands
I feel I'm ready.
(With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the
mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith,
we will be able to transform the jangling discords of
our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.
With this faith, we will be able to work together, to
pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail
together, with this faith, we will be able to stand up
for freedom together...)
Make yours mine
What's the point in holding onto time?
I've forgotten
What's the point in holding on?
I won't make a man fall to his knees
Beg for his life and then pray for release
Sheets of white clothed leaders of men
Colour their hands in the colour of red
I feel I'm ready.
(With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the
mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith,
we will be able to transform the jangling discords of
our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.
With this faith, we will be able to work together, to
pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail
together, to stand up for freedom together...)
Make yours mine
What's the point in holding onto time?
I've forgotten