Palestinian terrorists on October 7, 2023, murdered this little girl alongside her entire family, yet people have the audacity to blame Israel for defending itself.
606 days waiting. 💔 Sheeba’s family never came back for her. Please let her special smile be seen. Someone has to be her hero.
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At 10 days old, his parents tucked him into a safe-room windowsill while their home burned and terrorists tried to tear down the door. His mother took a photo with one thought: “If we don’t survive, at least the world will know we tried.”
For nine hours, they held the line. They breathed through smoke. They refused to let darkness win.
Kai survived blood poisoning, an oxygen tank, and the unimaginable.
Now, he is back.
Baby who became symbol of Oct. 7 terror returns home to Israeli kibbutz: https://t.co/gq4wW2Zm2v
They brought fire, but they could not burn out the light. Three years later, life returns where terror struck.
Never forget. Never again. We shall dance again.
We’ve not had any enquiries for this lovely lad 😢 despite extending the rehoming reach to England.
Can you please share, tag, or comment to help Tyson? It only takes seconds to do so but could mean that he lives the rest of his life somewhere full of love. Thank you.
Please retweet to help find the owner or a rescue shelter space for this elderly, possibly blind little dog found #PLYMOUTH#UK 1 October 2026
Now in a council pound 💔💔💔
'Elderly friendly possibly blind female grey and black Chihuahua found in #Plympton today, being held at the Plymouth Veterinary Hospital 26 William Prance Road today, tel 01752 702646; she is possibly blind with no collar, tag or microchip.
Do you know who the owner of this dog is? If you have any information that would help us get the dog back to its owner, please call the Council on 01752 304147.
The office closes at 5pm Monday - Thursday and 4.30 on Friday and the dog will be taken to kennels if not reunited with its owner. '
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Please retweet to help find the owner of this stray dog found #NEWPORT#WALES#UK Now in a council pound. STRAY DOG FOUND*- please share ❗️
• Pug • Found Somerton Road, Newport
•Currently doing 7 days at Newport City Dogs Home.
•If this is your dog, please call the Centre on 01633 631735 (proof of ownership is required, and charges will apply)
•If not claimed, after 7 days, will move into the ownership and care of Newport City Dogs Home.
24 Sept 2026
#Pugs #adoptdontshop #pets #Cardiff #Cwmbran #Pontypool #Usk #Gwent #Monmouthshire @missingdogwales@DogLostUK@MissingPetsGB@millypod1@KatieAmess
These 2 were reported seperately but they were last seen together in Grimsby. Why does it take so long for these appeals to be made, theyve been missing since the 15th
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It takes 3.2 seconds to RT and help find Lillia 13 year old from Bolton has now been missing for six days She was reported missing on Friday 11 September.
Last confirmed sighting 1.50pm Saturday 12 September at the Trafford Centre #Manchester please call 116 000 with any info
Britain WON the SHORTEST WAR ever fought.
Its terms: SLAVERY DIES. 🇬🇧
25 August 1896. The Sultan of Zanzibar dies suddenly. Before his body is cold, his cousin Khalid walks into the palace with an army behind him and declares himself Sultan.
Britain says no.
Not because of who he is. Because of what the last Sultan had signed: the slave trade through Zanzibar was to be strangled, and a usurper with 2,800 armed men and a harem full of slaves is not going to honour that.
In the harbour sit 5 Royal Navy ships. St George. Philomel. Racoon. Thrush. Sparrow.
The consul sends the palace an ultimatum. Stand down by 9 o'clock on the morning of the 27th.
Khalid replies that he does not believe the British would fire on him.
At 9:00 the flag is still flying.
At 9:02 every gun in the bay opens up.
The palace answers with bronze cannon 200 years old. The Sultan's only ship, the yacht Glasgow, fires on a British cruiser. She has no chance. She sinks so shallow her masts never go under.
Then comes the detail nobody expects. British sailors row into the smoke to save the Sultan's crew they have just sunk. Every one of them is pulled alive from the water.
At 9:40 the palace flag comes down. Khalid has already run for the German consulate.
38 minutes. Shorter than your commute.
By the afternoon there is a new Sultan, and Britain's terms are simple: slavery dies. Within the year the decree is signed.
The pub-quiz fact hides the real story. We tell the whole of our history.
If you can afford to, help us teach thousands their own history: https://t.co/rih7iKwnvf
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Be Part Of Us. ☝️🇬🇧
Be Proud Of Us. 🙏🇬🇧
For those mourning the ghoul.
The fall of the regime in Iran was predetermined on the day when a father was publicly hanged in front of his daughter for a post on social media.
In his final moments, the father kept smiling while looking into his daughter’s eyes, so that her courage would not break.
Who does not remember that scene — and hundreds of similar scenes that shook the hearts of people all over the world?
In a place where women have their hair cut off for not wearing a burqa, where they are paraded naked and beaten so brutally that they die in hospital in agony…
A culture and a system of values that treat women and children with such contempt and exploit them are doomed to destruction.
An ex-Muslim who was sold as a child bride at age 13 and suffered inhumane rape and torture in Iran at the hands of her Muslim husband speaks out against Islam after fleeing Iran and building a new life in America.
Please share this widely!
I hate Starmer if he sat on further on the fence he’d be empailed he’s a weak, feeble, embarrassment to the UK. I can not put in to words how much I loath Him and his pathetic party.
2,300 years ago, a Greek astronomer sailed to the edge of the known world 🇬🇧
His name was Pytheas.
He sailed from Marseille through the Strait of Gibraltar and turned north.
He was looking for the source of something the entire ancient world depended on.
Tin.
Without tin, you can't make bronze.
Without bronze, there's no Bronze Age. No weapons. No tools. No armour.
And the richest source of tin in the ancient world?
Cornwall.
For over a thousand years before Pytheas arrived, Cornish tin had been reaching Egypt, Turkey, and Greece. Tin ingots chemically matched to Cornish earth have been found in ancient tombs across the Mediterranean.
Britain was connected to the ancient world 1,000 years before Rome set foot here.
Pytheas visited the mines. He described a tidal island where tin was loaded onto ships at low tide. Most historians believe that island is St Michael's Mount. Still there. Still beautiful.
But here's what matters most. Pytheas didn't find savages. He found a civilisation. Hospitable people. Grain farmers. Beer brewers. Kings with trade networks spanning the known world.
He wrote the first ever description of Britain and its people.
His book "On the Ocean" has been lost for 2,000 years, but fragments quoted by later writers tell us something extraordinary.
Britain wasn't at the edge of the world. It was at the centre of it.
Every bronze sword in Greece. Every bronze shield in Egypt. Cornish tin inside every one. 🏴🏳️🏴
They taught you Greece was the cradle of civilisation. They didn't mention who supplied the metal.
You can walk that causeway today. The same path they carried tin across two thousand years ago. And nobody's teaching it.
We are 👇
👉 https://t.co/rih7iKwnvf
Be proud of us.
Be proud of us. 🇬🇧
He was ENSLAVED.
Then he enslaved OTHERS.
Then he wrote the most famous hymn in the world 🇬🇧
His name was John Newton.
Born in London, 1725. Mother died when he was six. At sea by eleven. By twenty, he was wild, reckless, flogged by the Navy.
Then enslaved in Sierra Leone by a slave trader's wife.
A storm nearly killed him on the voyage home.
He cried out to God for the first time in years. He called March 21st his spiritual birthday.
But here's the uncomfortable part.
He didn't stop. He became a slave ship captain.
Three voyages. Hundreds of people in chains below his deck.
He knew it was wrong. He kept doing it.
A stroke ended his sea career. Slowly, over years, something changed. He became a clergyman.
In 1772, in a small parish in Buckinghamshire, he wrote a hymn.
"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me."
He meant every word.
But the hymn wasn't the ending. In 1785, a young MP called William Wilberforce came to see him. Wilberforce wanted to leave Parliament for the church.
Newton told him to stay. To fight slavery from inside the system.
Wilberforce stayed.
In 1788, Newton published his testimony - “Thoughts Upon the African Slave Trade." 3,000 copies. One for every MP and Lord.
He described what he'd done. No one could dismiss it. He'd been there.
On 25 March 1807, Parliament abolished the slave trade.
Newton was 82. Nearly blind. Still alive.
He'd prayed to live long enough to see it. He died nine months later.
The hymn he wrote became the most recorded song in the English language.
The anthem of the civil rights movement.
A slave trader's guilt became the voice of FREEDOM 🙏
One man's guilt. One conversation. One hymn. One law.
They don't teach you the full story. We do 👇 https://t.co/rih7iKwnvf
Be part of us.
Be proud of us. 🇬🇧
In February 1941, 25-year-old German photographer Joe J. Heydecker was ordered into the Warsaw ghetto as part of a Nazi propaganda unit. His job? To snap pictures that twisted the truth, painting victims as villains to prop up the regime’s lies.
But Heydecker despised the Nazis. What he saw shattered him: starving children crammed into filthy courtyards, skeletal bodies wasting away, an overwhelming stench of disease and terror. It was the systematic stripping of human dignity.
Instead of following orders, he rebelled quietly. He started secretly photographing the raw horror, not for propaganda, but to preserve the truth for posterity.
This was insanely risky. Just having those negatives could mean imprisonment or execution. Yet he smuggled them out, hid them through the war, and safeguarded them until peace came.
Those images aren’t mere snapshots; they’re indelible evidence. They stand as visual testimonies against denial and forgetting, now preserved in Yad Vashem’s archives, refusing to let history bury the atrocities.
Heydecker’s tale shows resistance isn’t always loud marches or armed fights. Sometimes it’s solitary, subtle: a hidden truth tucked in a coat pocket or suitcase, waiting for justice’s day.
Even in darkness, one person’s quiet courage can echo through time.