Rumble: Refugees...
Sometimes there are strange coincidences. Or do they happen all the time, but we don't always keep an open eye for them?
The coincidence of today: some blogs I am following, all write about the same thing: Being a refugee. What it means having to leave home. By force, by necessity. The fortune those of us have if who can come and go as we feel, as we choose. What if all of a sudden this choice is no longer there? And our lives are ruled by external events over which we have no control. In which we have no say...
Pernille counts her blessings about the freedom, the liberty to go home on a holiday. While others need to move involuntarily. The feelings she expressed reminded me of those coming back from the refugee camps in Goma.
Pumuckl writes about refugees, and the background, pointing to an excellent post of :
The Riverbend... who writes about her decision to flee the violence of Baghdad together with her family. A touching story of what it means to leave a home behind. To leave friends behind. To leave a life behind.. To.. be a refugee.
Picture Dadaab refugees (Kenya) courtesy of Irin/Siegfried Modola.
Peter. Flemish, European, aid worker, expeditioner, sailor, traveller, husband, father, friend, nutcase. Not necessarily in that order.
4 comments:
It's even more interesting to note that some groups have been refugees for so long (for example, the palestinians in lebanon have been displaced for almost 40 years) that people (including yourself) have already 'forgotten' their plight. Did we all become immune or saturated already?
E
E.,
You are totally correct. We (I) tend to look at the new emergencies, but forget those caught in limbo for decades with little or no hope for a change...
I will better my life as a blogger. Tomorrow, I will write something about those groups!
P.
just wanted to let you know i really enjoy your blog...
Hey, thank you, Leisel! :-)
I hope I can keep it that way..
P.
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