On my way home from the sea festival I passed this plaque about the Kindertransport.
My grandad worked on the SS Prague which brought the first 196 children over to Harwich on 2nd December, 1938. Most of those first children were from an orphanage. Thousands more followed.
“The oldest were 16 years. A few were babies carried by older children. None were accompanied by their parents.”
The other day my 5 year old granddaughter was playing in the park. She met a little boy who had a pair of nunchucks and it turned out they were both huge fans of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The nunchucks had been broken and the little boy gave one to her to play with.
The little boy was Danish and didn’t speak a word of English. But they played together for over an hour. I can remember my children playing with children of other nationalities without any of them understanding a word of what the others were saying.
You can’t turn on the news now without seeing more atrocities, more children being killed. You can’t go on Facebook without someone or other posting that this side is in the right or that side is in the right.
As far as I’m concerned, when it comes to killing children there is no right.
Nelson Mandela said, “No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”
I am not posting this to get in an argument with anyone. I just feel that those in power seem to learn nothing from the past and it saddens me that people are falling out over which side to “support” while children die and those that survive learn to hate.