So easy to love people in theory. When they’re up close and personal, it’s very different.
Just the other day I was lecturing Nikolas about how Europeans mistreat travellers or ‘gypsies’. So easy from my far away, holy plateau to make these statements.
A few days later, some travellers had found their way into the carpark for my daughter’s trampolining that she frequents 4 times a week. Their caravans and gas canisters meant there was no where to park. Their heaps of rubbish signalled an open invitation to vermin. My car got stuck on some strewn rubbish, and their noise polluted our ears. Moreover they had used the showers at the gym and left awful puddles and mess in their wake alongside screaming unsupervised toddlers which when the gym manager raised, they swore and cursed in response.
Take people for what they are. Understand where they’re coming from. Embrace them. Learn about their culture. That’s what I aim to do.
I hope in these coming weeks of our new neighbours, I can bridge the chasm in our society and gain insight without judgement.