This is the full text of the tribute to aid worker Margaret Hassan, read out on her family's behalf at her requiem mass in Westminster Cathedral.
To the rest of the world Margaret was an extraordinary charity worker, she
had tremendous compassion for her fellow man and had unfailing belief in the
capacity of the human heart.
Our loss is not for the charity worker; our loss is for the woman who was our
sister.
Our children were her children. She adored them. They adored her. She was
Aunty Margaret.
She was brave, she was charitable, she was humble and hard working. Yes, she
was all of these things, but most of all she was our big sister.
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She tried to make a difference. She
was a force for good
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She was the one who looked after us when we were children.
She held our hands
when we walked to school. She organised our Christmas shopping. She made us save
our pennies.
She wrote the list. She was in charge. She was our big sister.
She was funny, she was silly. She had a great sense of humour. She could see
the ridiculous.
We loved her. We argued with her. She was always there. She was
our big sister.
If she didn't approve of what we were doing, she would soon let us know.
But
also she was full of encouragement and love. She was our big sister.
Margaret was against war and sanctions. She tried to make a difference. She
was a force for good.
Children, the sick and poor were her concern, those without food and clean
water. Margaret gave her life for the vulnerable and disadvantaged.
Margaret was Irish. Margaret was English. Margaret was Iraqi. Everybody
claimed Margaret.
But remember, Margaret was our sister and we will miss her.
We know Margaret would want us to go forward and lead happy lives. We will
miss her more than she will ever know but we no longer have the opportunity to
tell her.
