Reading the morning news.
It’s 8 am when I write this and the village is quiet, only a few birds continues to sing and I guess the villagers still sleeps. It’s cool outside but not cold as yesterday morning was. We’ve eaten our breakfasts and I could read in the morning paper about a young immigrant we’ve been following for some time now. He fled from Afghanistan with his best friend and he saw his best friend drown when the boat they were travelling with over the mediterranean sank.
He was rescued and transferred to a refugee camp in Italy where he was raped by the other refugees all the time, he managed to escape and came to Sweden. Even though the authorities (government) knew about what had happened to him in Italy they still wanted to take him back there because according to EU law he must seek asylum in the country he arrives to. Now I know authorities can’t have a heart when deciding these things but they really should!!! Send him back to a place where he was constantly raped???
But the authorities hadn’t expected how we would react and when they realised they had lost their face they tried to repair their reputation by letting him stay. New information they claimed made it possible to let him stay. It was the same information they’d had all the time but there’s no use in arguing about that. Today I read that the now young man had died. He said he was followed with bad luck and I guess he was right. He and some other immigrant children had gone to the beach to have a picnic and a boy only 16 years old pushed him during an argument about a slice of pizza. He fell so badly that he hit his head on a rock. They tried to save his life but yesterday he was pronounced dead.
This is so sad in so many ways really. Finally he felt safe and was just about to start a new life, the boy who pushed him had no intention what so ever to kill him but will now be prosecuted for assault or manslaughter and if he lose the trial he will most likely be kicked out of here. Only because of a slice of pizza. It’s things like this that make me realise how lucky I am in life. Yes I have rheumatism and yes I wish I had more money or my little business had actually given some income when I had it 🙂 I have a job and an income and I live in a village at the outskirts of the world where almost nothing happens. It’s time to appreciate that a bit more.
Have a great day!