All over the press this week there was an image of a three year old Syrian boy being washed up on a Turkish beach. It is just about the most unsettling, disturbing, heartbreaking thing I have ever seen and yet why must it take such an image to waken the world up? In this past year, I have been working on a project (and now a funding bid) with a Winchester artist, Steph Morris, to raise the debate and bring some idea of this narrative into schools before it is allowed to just be another kite flown on the breeze. What we are trying to do is change the narrative to encourage dialogue and understanding. It may be that this blog is turned over that project, see the website here: http://www.the-boat-story.com/ The picture above is my boy flying a real kite on a Welsh beach. He's in Peru at the moment and virtually out of touch (though he did send me a really nice txt yesterday). I miss him! But I post this picture because having moments like these should be the right of childhood. This song isn't really appropriate but it always makes me sit up - especially the lines:
I just know that something good is gonna happen
I don't know when
But just saying it could even make it happen...
