








Crochet for Nosy Komba, Madagascar
Hello everyone,
I honestly never thought that a ball of yarn would end up changing so much in my life. About half a year ago, I started crocheting – at first out of curiosity, then as a distraction, and eventually it became something that carried me through a depressive phase.
While my mind felt loud, heavy, and chaotic, there was suddenly something very simple: stitch by stitch, row by row. And somehow, this small ritual brought me back a sense of calm. A thread slowly turned into something soft, something sweet, something that brings joy. And maybe that sounds a bit cheesy – but sometimes that was exactly enough to get through a day.
Some time ago, I was on Nosy Komba, Madagascar. A beautiful island in one of the poorest countries in the world. And of course, I had my crochet hook with me – because somewhere between sunsets, red sandy paths, and power cuts, there was also crocheting happening.
I made small amigurumi toys there and gave them to children. Little stuffed animals with crooked eyes, oversized heads, and a lot of love in them. And the joy of those children… I can hardly describe it. For many of them, it was probably their very first stuffed toy. Those bright, shining eyes triggered something in me that I hadn’t felt in a long time: genuine hope.
And that is exactly why I am now starting my GoFundMe campaign.
I want to keep crocheting. Many, many stuffed animals. Little companions to love, hold, and find comfort in. And in one year, I want to travel back to Madagascar to personally bring them to the children.
But yarn, stuffing, and safety eyes unfortunately cost money – even though my crochet hook is already working overtime. 😅 That’s why I need support.
If you would like to help me, I would be grateful for any donation toward materials and the trip. But finished stuffed toys or handmade children’s clothing can also be donated. If you would like to contribute, please feel free to contact me privately.
Maybe together we can make sure that even more children there receive something that tells them: someone thought of you.
Because sometimes, a small stuffed toy is not just a stuffed toy.
Sometimes it is comfort. Safety. Love. And sometimes even a small piece of hope made of yarn. 🧶🤍