Lessons in Life

Re-reading ‘A Christmas Carol’ in 2020 shows me how much things have changed and how much they stay the same.

Family Life

The opening of the novel reveals Scrooge’s self imposed isolation, loneliness and emptiness as he walks through life. In the modern world his cold loneliness would probably be spent trolling, seeking to make others as miserable as himself.

Homelessness

Some of the suggestions to cure poverty would not be put of place in Dickensian England. For example a billionaire has proposed wheelie bin pods has temporary shelter for rough sleepers. Yes he has identified that rough sleeping has become a growing problem on the streets of London; especially for young men. Not only is this suggestion demeaning and humiliating but it shows an incredible insensitivity and ignorance that could only come from someone who has never struggled to eat.

Child Poverty

The rising rates of child poverty in this country are alarming. Again instead of helping the victims blame the parents. Some politicians have declared that food banks are a lifestyle choice rather than a necessity. Now they are debating whether tax payers should continue to fund universal free school meals.

Covid 19 Madness

The announcement UK citizens might be on lockdown brought an unprecedented amount of ‘shelfish’ stockpiling of toilet paper? Pasta, rice and hand gel. It’s like some dystopian movie but more frighteningly this is real life. I can only hope that we can start connecting more with our neighbours, family and friends. More phone calls to our lonely, elderly relatives if we can’t visit.

Dickens’ ‘A Christmas Carol’ has moved me more this year than ever. I see the mental health issues that are a direct result of poverty. However I do not feel hopeless. The tragic death of a TV personality had caused people to cry out to others to ‘be kind’. We have spent too long fuelling this toxic environment on social media. At the end of the story Scrooge learns this simple message be kind.

Another year without you

Gone but not forgotten

The years are passing by without your smile, your touch, your love. Last year I didn’t know if I could continue with my life; but I did.

I found videos on my computer that my 4 year old daughter made. She was telling you to stop watching Emmerdale and pay her some attention. We loved our early evening visits – you’d make me a cup of tea and offer me some dinner. I would talk briefly about work but the rest of the time was sorting out the garden picking strawberries, gooseberries, and tomatoes. I would seek advice about growing stuff because even though we bought the same plants mine would wither and die but yours would thrive and yield and yield. I forgot about all your years of experience in Jamaica farming on your plot of land.

My daughter learnt so much from you; so many of her facial expressions; her quick wit and her sense of humour means that you’re always with me. Those afternoons before the illness took over were so valuable. You would be so proud to see her today sharing the wisdom and love handed down from her ancestors.

Mother’s Day

Matriarch’s Legacy

Another year has gone by. You’ve lived in 9 decades. God has blessed through all of them

Your children stand beside you and call you blessed. They recognise your sacrifices to bring them to this place where they can stand proudly and say they have overcome poverty, discrimination and hate.

You lost your husband nine years ago and you didn’t know how you would cope living alone without the love of your life. You proved to us all you are a survivor.

The love you show to others surpasses all the hate that has been unleashed in recent years. If someone is hungry you give them food; if someone is short of money you reach down deep and you give; if someone is discouraged you give them hope.

Motherhood is not easy; being the mother of three generations is a wonderful achievement. This year you celebrate being 91; this year we celebrate how to love and be loved.

What breaks my heart?

Hate is a powerful word that has taken over our narrative to the point where we hate people who try to do some good in the world. People use their time and money to offer some light and hope to the hopeless only to be dragged by the media for being attention seeking and a narcisscist. Meghan the Duchess of Sussex took time to support the women of Grenfell with the practical support of a cook book.  These women felt that noone was held accountable for the death of 75 people housed in a tower block with flammable cladding in fact only people blamed from so called independent report – the fire service – yes the people who went into the burning people to rescue victims of the fire.  I digress she also supported a charity which helped women get back to work with clothes for an interview. Journalists who are only capable of spreading their bile are outraged that she has chosen to stop their feeding frenzy.  It must be so frustrating to be on the receiving end of endless speculative stories and having no place to address or counterbalance the negativity.

I wonder how the Daily Mail will fill its pages now that the Sussexes have left the building. They have Kate and William and the children I suppose

The constant denial of the elephant in the room is laughable. The negativity boils down to racism. Yes it’s an ugly word; so painful for some to hear that they prefer to respond to the person calling out the racist behaviour rather than the racist behaviour itself. Some newspapers are case studies on the insidious, destructive and corrosive nature of institutional racism.

How can we change this hate to love?

Well after reading the comments on Twitter I am going to cut down on my consumption of social media – when peoples comments are allowed to go unchecked people of colour cannot express an opinion without vile racist abuse – to be honest – it breaks my heart.

Meghan’s experiences are unsurprising for every child of an immigrant – I have read comments from tv presenters and journalists ‘go back to America’ and now she’s actually made the decision outrage – she can’t have her cake etc. But these journalists want the same thing they are accusing her of: ‘power without responsibility.’

Everything in this world has become one big reality tv show – politics is about populism – newspaper articles ‘What do you think of the Sussexes’ decision to step down as senior royals? On ‘Question Time’ two weeks in a row – whilst Australia is burning; a plane has been shot down killing 177 passengers; at the end of this month we are leaving the EU.