Though you may have seen the following story mentioned on other websites, I first heard it over 15 years ago. It certainly is the basis of my inspiration for helping these children and thus, it is worthy of posting here on my foundation’s web site.
The origin of the story is an essay called "The Star Thrower" by Loren Eisley.
...it goes something like this:
A couple was walking on the beach, taking in the ocean air and a beautiful cloudless day when they came upon a stretch of beach that was just littered with literally thousands of starfish that had washed up on the beach during a storm the night before. They couldn't believe how many were lying helplessly on the beach starting to dry out and die in the sun. As they walked, they ran into a little boy who was picking up starfish, one by one, and tossing them back into the ocean. They stopped and asked him what he was doing.
"Rescuing starfish." He replied.
"There are thousands of them," they said, "you can't possibly save them all. You’re not going to make any difference."
Undaunted, he picked up another starfish and tossed it into the ocean.
"I made a difference to that one." He said.