Treasures – 1943
A few years ago Mother sadly died and whilst sorting out her “estate” I found the following items, Dad had sent them to Nanna, tourist items, mother of pear covered, produced in their hundreds, if not thousands but nevertheless priceless, Nanna always said that the Last Supper only came wrapped in a few sheets of wrapping without any damage and so maintained that she was meant to have them. No doubt, they were treasured by her, knowing that her son was alive and well during the Second World War. I have fond memories of seeing them on her sideboard as a child. There must be an irony that I’m the custodian of these Christian items especially as I’m a Muslim, hopefully Mum, Dad, Grandad and Nanna are have a good laugh
“Portraits of War, Huda”
I remember the original news picture, I couldn’t decide whether it had been posed or not but regardless of that it was and remains a powerful image of the suffering that all children affected by war have to endure every day. We as adults have a responsibility to make society better for our children and their children, so far we have failed miserably