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The National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children (NSPCC) is a charity campaigning and working in child protection in England, Wales, Northern Ireland, Scotland and the Channel Islands.
On a trip to New York in 1881, Liverpool businessman Thomas Agnew (1834–1924) visited the New York Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children. He was so impressed by the charity, that he returned to England determined to provide similar help for the children of Liverpool. In 1883 he set up the Liverpool Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children (LSPCC). Other towns and cities began to follow Liverpool's example, leading in 1884 to the founding of the London Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children (London SPCC) by Lord Shaftesbury, Reverend Edward Rudolf and Reverend Benjamin Waugh. After five years of campaigning by the London SPCC, Parliament passed the first ever UK law to protect children from abuse and neglect in 1889. The London SPCC was renamed the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children in 1889, because by then it had branches across Great Britain and Ireland.
Be Share Aware. We tell our children it’s good to share – but online it’s different. In fact sometimes it can be dangerous. That’s why we’re asking parents to be Share Aware – and keep children safe online. Find out more here: http://bit.ly/1tPXBVj
Meet Pantosaurus - our pant-wearing Dino! He wants every child to stay safe and strong, just like him, and he's on a mission to share an important message. Singalong to the Pantosaurus song with your child and share it with your friends Find out more about talking PANTS (Underwear Rule): http://bit.ly/2apl6FS Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/nspcc Twitter: https://twitter.com/NSPCC PANTOSAURUS LYRICS This is Pantosaurus - He’s going to help us with our song about pants CHANT Pants Pants Pantosaurus, Pants Pants Pantosaurus, Pants Pants Pantosaurus PANTS INTRO CHORUS What’s in your pants belongs only to you Your pants cover up your private parts Your private parts belong only to you If someone asks to see just tell ‘em no VERSE 1 Pantosaurus likes to wear his pants, he wears them a...
The $#*! Kids Say is a short film directed by Amanda Boyle for the NSPCC, asking you to trust your instincts when you think things aren't quite as they should be. If you're worried about a child, need advice, or want to talk, DON'T WAIT UNTIL YOU'RE CERTAIN. Call the NSPCC on 0808 800 5000. We're available 24/7 by phone, text, email and via an online form. It's free and you don't have to say who you are. For more information about the NSPCC and our helpline, visit http://www.nspcc.org.uk/helpline and please, please share this film to help spread the message so that together we can help protect more children from abuse and neglect. If you're a child and want to talk to someone, call ChildLine on 0800 1111 or go to http://www.childline.org.uk To view our NSPCC TV Ad 'The Stuff Kids Say'...
Grooming and sexual exploitation can happen to any young person. Sometimes relationships aren't what they seem. Can you see the signs that something isn't right in this relationship? Would you know what to do if this were happening to you, or your friend? If you are a child and think you or someone you know is at risk of sexual exploitation you can call ChildLine anytime on 0800 1111 http://www.childline.org.uk If you are an adult and worried about a child, you can call the NSPCC helpline 24/7 on 0808 800 5000, email help@nspcc.org.uk or visit http://www.nspcc.org.uk/help This video was developed with young people as part of the NSPCC's Protect and Respect service, in consultation with CEOP and University College London. Please note: This video contains potentially triggering scenes of ...
‘I saw your willy’ NSPCC - Be Share Aware. We tell our children it’s good to share – but online it’s different. In fact sometimes it can be dangerous. That’s why we’re asking parents to be Share Aware – and keep children safe online. Find out more here: http://bit.ly/1tPXBVj
Donating to the NSPCC gives more children who've experienced abuse the help they desperately need. Watch the video to meet Alfie, the 7 year old astronaut. With support from people like you the NSPCC helps abused and neglected children like Alfie so they can look forward to a life of hope and endless possibilities. A child who is free from abuse, is free to dream again. Give children the help they desperately need. Your donation can take a child anywhere. Make a donation to keep more children like Alfie safe from abuse: text ALFIE to 70111 to donate £3 or visit this link to donate online: http://bit.ly/1WUY0Ve Find out more about keeping children safe from domestic abuse by visiting this link: http://bit.ly/2cozD6Y Facebook: facebook.com/nspcc Twitter: twitter.com/nspcc...
Every year, over half a million children are abused in the UK – yet the majority are left without the support and care they so desperately need. It’s time we stand up on behalf of every young person who has been abused. Sign up to our campaign here to send a message to Government, demanding they take action: http://bit.ly/1PhNNkJ
At the NSPCC, we understand that when a young person’s behaviour changes, it can be concerning. If you’re worried about a child, even though it might be nothing, there’s no harm in talking it through. For help and support, call our helpline anytime on 0808 800 500 or visit http://bit.ly/2bFBH5e
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Now I'm a seasick sailor
On a ship of noise
I got my maps all backwards
And my instincts poisoned
In a truth blown gutter
Full of wasted years
Like blown-out speakers
Ringin' in my ears
Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
It's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
Now I'm a straight-line walker
In a black-out room
I push a shopping cart over
In an Aztec ruin
With my minion fingers
Working for some God
Who could see his own reflection
In a parking lot
Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
No it's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
Now I'm a priest teenager
On a tower of dust
I'm a dead generator
In a cloud of exhaust
I eat alone in the desert
With skulls for my pets
I rate the days, one to ten
With lead cigarettes
It's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
It's nausea, oh nausea