After all the build-up, we have finally arrived in Mozambique after a long, long journey! 

I had plenty of time to think while I was on the plane, not a luxury I have enjoyed for the last few tumultuous weeks in the run-up to the trip.

The thought that kept going round and round inside my head came out of a conversation I had had with Lindsay before setting off. One of the responses she had received when she posted her YouTube launch video shocked me to the core, and yet didn’t surprise me.

One of her viewers had posted that it was better to let these children die; that it was natural wastage. Of course, this commenter is trying to provoke an argument; however, s/he is making a point that many people believe to be true: that somehow these children are less important than our own. Less deserving. That we shouldn’t be spending money trying to save them, trying to give them a chance.

As I sat in Maputo airport today waiting for my lift to the Save the Children offices, a crocodile of nursery-age children made their way through the airport building, shepherded along by their teachers. They were divine, all wide-eyed and skippety, just like my own. As the car wound its way through the city streets, I gazed out of the windows at children in crisp uniforms, finishing school for the day and making their way home. Just like my own.

As I reached the Save the Children offices, I saw a mother walking hand in hand with her four- or five-year-old boy. Just like my own.

These children all deserve the chance at life that our own have. They deserve the chance to be protected against potentially life-threatening childhood illnesses. They need you to sign that petition, today, not in two weeks time or just too late because you forgot to get round to it...today. Now.

They need us to whip up a Twitter storm by using the #passiton hashtag and by coming to the Twitter Tea Party on Thursday at 8:00 p.m. There are prizes; ask all your twitter friends to come, and let’s make some noise! (And have fun while we’re doing it!)