We are not here to keep telling you that a person dies of starvation every four seconds. That 75,000 children a year die in Africa from tuberculosis, which often goes hand in hand with malnutrition.

You know this.

We want to tell you that yesterday Julienne, who at the age of 2 weighs only 6 kilograms, arrived at the nutrition centre. She urgently needs nutrition and treatment for malaria. If we get down to this work together, her mother, exiled from her home by the war, will keep the only family she has at the moment. Her Julienne will not become just another statistic that has no name, no favourite toy and no dream of what she wants to be when she grows up.

Because a child is not a statistic. It is a little human being who trips over a branch and at the same time dreams of outer space, and we will do everything we can to help them in those dreams. A meal is the first step.

There is a war going on around Ntamugenga, where our nutrition centre is located. It is no longer a conversation about how to educate parents, how to build farmland and raise animals together. Our centre is feeding children and families who have lost everything under a hail of bullets and mortars. It’s a conversation about not turning your face away from those in need.

We are here with you because war is an evil that we can only right with good. Not by getting angry at the situation or cursing either side of the conflict. On this International Day of the African Child, in this little part of the world, we can produce a lot of good – for Julienne and the 80 or so other kids we took in last week. Just one therapeutic meal is enough to save a child’s life.