The Price of being a humanitarian volunteer

Very touching!

Mediterranean

When I spent another three weeks on the rescue vessel Aquarius during winter time, christmas and new year, i felt doing the right thing – again. People from everywhere have sent me messages saying “respect” and “so good that you do this”.

Respect for what, I ask myself. Respect, that somebody does something, they feel needed to do? Respect for something, they would like to do, but would never do? Respect for giving up your own life a bit to save those, some even maybe do not want really to have in their countries? I do not know.

Respect is for the team I was working with, because mainly they do the rescue work. Staying for more than 12 hours permanently under stress and rescue one by one out of an overcrowded rubber or wooden boat on a wavy, dangerous Mediterranean Sea until everybody is safe on board the Aquarius. And…

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