As part of the objectives of our La Crèche of Tangier (baby nursery in English) takes care of children born without biological identity.
And in the context of achieving social justice for the contribution to alleviating the suffering of abandoned newborns victims of relationships outside the institution of marriage, or because of a psychological crisis of parents, or to because of parents' intention to get rid of their disabled infants.

As a result, our association initiates the reception of cases of abandoned newborns found in hospitals, garbage cans and on the street, through the competent local authority after investigation by the public prosecutor.

In the same way, our association has a staff, divided into two groups, one working during the day and the other at night, in charge of education and daily accompaniment, then another volunteer medical staff who carries out the care. and medical tests. And a legal team that takes care of the completion of the Kafala procedures requested by some parents.

The Creche De Tanger is situated in the heart of the old town of Tanger (Tangier) on the Northern tip of Morocco. It sits in the grounds of the town’s Kortobi Hospital, which is close to the Medina and old market.

The creche does receive some government funding, mainly for the upkeep of the building and utilities. The rest they have to find through donations.

La Crèche de Tanger is extremely well run by Naima and nurses provided by Ministry of Health and it is a very cheerful place that gives shelter to these abandoned babies, 54 when we last visited. Including a baby-girl that was found abandoned in the street and just a few hours old.. The babies are kept under medical supervision and immaculately looked after in the hope that they will be adopted. If not, upon reaching the age of two they are sent to orphanages. The baby girl was in fact adopted, by the policeman that found her in the street..we often watched him cradling this tiny mite in his large hands when he came to visit. What a life story he has to tell her when she is older.

The severely handicapped children in the Crèche, nobody wants, not even the state orphanages. Naima and the rest of the staff have “adopted” them and it is so heart-rending to watch them together, playing, laughing and loving.

During our stay there, we would, on a weekly basis visit the local shop that sold the essentials. Naima insisted we used this small market shop rather than the out of town hypermarket…why you may ask?…because the young man that ran the shop, when there weren’t any would-be benefactors paying for the goods, would load up his push-cart with everything they needed and push it up the hill to the creche…and ask for nothing in return. It may be a poor country in a financial sense (we regularly saw young girls in his shop buying just one disposable nappy for a few pence) but its abundantly wealthy with goodwill and a sense of what’s really important.