There are Days

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/sunday-poser/

There are days when I am proud of being a citizen of my country. Where we have a diverse culture, and through the medium of hope, understand our differences, but are friends anyway. Where I grew up, and by talking with colleagues, I learnt about different religions and how we are not that different.

For instance, in Christianity, Jesus is the son of God, and in the Muslim faith, he is a prophet.

In recent years, there has been a increase in racism. Not only behind closed doors but out on the streets. It is worrying that people’s beliefs are going backwards, not forwards. On our lamp posts, the British flag is flying at half-mast, and the council isn’t doing anything to take them down.

Not proud then.

My husband’s great-grandfather and grandmother travelled from Germany in the 1900s. Jacob and Sarah possibly moved for religious reasons, but to be honest, I’m not sure. We only found out when my husband did an ancestry test on holiday and found out his mother’s maiden name was German.

They were immigrants too, and their only crime to want a better life.