A Peaceful world
What would the world look like if there was more peace and love instead of violence and hate? If people showed more respect and compassion instead of disrespect and selfishness? If people are healed and healthy instead of broken and malnourished? It would be amazing right? But how can you help to move us …
Dignity Of The Immigrant (5)
We were led in a file to a building fenced within very tall walls with barbed spiked wires at the top of it, where we were told to sit on the freezing cold floors. A man wearing a head tie (one my mother wore to church, sometimes), and a long gown that nearly reached the…
Dignity Of The Immigrant (4)
I looked up at my mother’s face and could see that she was visibly upset as she vowed never to table her matter before the police, ever again. From that moment, she knew that she was ‘on her own’. That night, as soon as my mother stepped into the house, she received a hot blow to her…
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…As his shadow fell over us, it reminded me of the biggest man I had ever seen! Once when my mother was in the shared kitchen (which our neighbours used too). It was outside the house and suddenly there was an argument. “Mercy, I will send you to an early grave!”, he yelled at her. She knew better…
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As I looked into the room, I followed the sound of her voice, as she sobbed. She was lying face down, barely moving, with her left hand full of yellow tiny tablets and a glass of water in her right. I stepped into the room and sat beside her quietly, and she burst out crying loudly….
Dignity Of The Immigrant (1)
It was a cold autumn morning, I noticed that there wasn’t that usual smile on my mummy’s face, on this particular day. She moved slower than usual and didn’t take me to the park to play as she would usually do. On those days at the park, she would sit with me cuddled up in…
