I keep replaying Saturday over in my mind.
I’m not into politics. I don’t understand, resonate or relate to any of the politicians ‘leading our country’. None of them represent me, my friends, or people like me.
So Saturday was pretty new to me. Again, I’m not usually involved in protests or marches. I guess, I will honestly and openly say, I have never known enough, or engaged enough about a particular cause to inspire me to do so.
But Saturday was special. It saw the bringing together of French people, English people, Sudanese people, Syrian people, Afghan people and more, in support of each other.
We walked, in Solidarity, from the Jungle refugee camp in Calais, to the ferry port, where we celebrated with music and other various creative projects.
The little boy led the march. 10 years old, he lives in the jungle by himself after a journey from Afghanistan…alone.
The experience was overwhelming. Inhabitants of the camp were buzzing and inspired by the fact that so many people DO care, and are NOT indifferent to the suffering going on in the camp. Visitors to the camp were buzzing and inspired by the heroes they were meeting and the testament to human spirit.
We are all humans. It is just a matter of circumstance that some of us live in houses, and some of us in refugee camps. I was proud to walk together with my family, old friends and new friends from all over the world, to stand up for each other, take responsibility for each other and share this world equally.
Photos by Nils O’Hara