My Pappa did an amazing thing by bringing a bit of music and joy to the camp just by packing a guitar.
Everyone was buzzing to listen as he played, but also buzzing to join in, drumming on any nearby surface and dancing despite not knowing the songs.
It’s amazing what music can do for morale, especially in a situation where people feel powerless to help themselves. No one here is lazy, they wouldn’t have made it this far otherwise, so they struggle to not have the ability to work. Music, art, general creativity, once given a medium, pours from every corner of this camp…it’s an inspiration!