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The Freeing of an Atmosphere of Children in Bonded Labor and Planting Trees in Pakistan Pakistan is not just under the pall of subjugation of women, children and minorities in a modern day slavery of bonded labor, but also under the pall of poison air from more than 20,000 raw coal belching brick 🧱kilns. As…
‘From Bricks Bricks and more Bricks to Books Books and MORE BOOKS’ / or The ‘Freedom School System of Pakistan’
Most of my Brick Yard blogs have been written on 15 hour flights to and from Pakistan on the previous missions. My head becomes filled with themes between trips, but it’s when I get airborne 35,000 feet high at 550 miles per hour to the other side of earth that the adrenaline and pen flows in…
“Less of a Man”or “Brick Yard Burials”
I’m in layover in Abu Dhabi, before I land in Pakistan Christmas morning, to free some enslaved human beings with help from some friends. A buddy of mine who details cars called me up a few weeks ago to let me know he’d be available with his pickup truck if I could use a working…
‘Don’t Wanna See It’ / Guest blog by Barry Pugh
Just last week my friend Phil and I stopped into a tavern restaurant in Alton, Illinois on a rainy afternoon for a beer and a bite to eat. It helps to know that Phil is of Greek/Scottish stock and I am an African-American, or whatever we’re calling ourselves this week. Two guys were at the…
To free Amir, who has now buried his Sohan, / 45 years of bonded labor. By Wendell Phillips Berwick
I visited many brickyards while in Pakistan. And since my return, Shokat is sending me an endless amount of needs. I am torn in my heart and in my limbs. I’m torn in heart not knowing which families to begin with and whether to take time to do the fund raisers or just keep slamming…
Brick Yard Revival / Miracles
It’s Palm Sunday, 2024, and this is an update; The greatest ‘miracle’ and revival I’m experiencing is the rate at which our Freedom School System children are learning. Regarding physical healing miracles ; I am but one man, and in another man, a brick yard man, ( now free and on our team of leaders)…
‘Rizwan and the Belching Towers’ By Wendell Phillips Berwick
As I boarded my flight from Pakistan back to Ferguson, my head was full of information, my soul singed with the eyes of dim hope in the old men and the longing in the eyes of the old women enslaved in the brick yards. My iCloud storage, on the iPhone, of videos and photos of…
‘Massaging Evangelists’ By Wendell Phillips Berwick
I had the easy part, hopping on a plane with three socks filled with cash. In total, we paid the ransom of 13 families. Four were freed prior to my coming. I every fifteen days, to free one family at a time. Once I was asked if we were going to buy the freedom of…
‘Visiting the First, Freed Families from the Roshan Brick Yard’ By Wendell Phillips Berwick
The first day in Pakistan, I had to visit Gulshan and her two girls the very first family freed from afar. They are living in a small room in a city in Kasur. Gulshan now has a part time job working on shoes. It had to be hard, being a mom and not getting aid,…
‘In the the business of saving trees and people’ / By Wendell Phillips Berwick
I was beginning to have double minded doubts, that my plan for Pakistan, freeing some families from bonded labor, was nothing more than a wood chip on my shoulder. The profit margin in tree work isn’t high, and only once in my life was I able to save this much money, and that was a…
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