.In what was actually a regrettable coincidence, it was actually throughout this transformative week in Barbados that England ended up being subject to widespread prejudiced riots. After the unfortunate murders of 3 youngs women in Southport last month, EDL members had actually hijacked the ache of those mourning in a try to warrant violent strikes on Muslim people as well as other indigenous minorities. In Manchester where I live, a Muslim loved ones was actually chased after through a male along with a power saw A Dark guy was dived by reactionary participants in the city centre where I recurring. From the safety and security of palm trees as well as charming seashores, I watched video clips of politicians battling to bend their mealy oral cavities to claim the terms "racist" and "Islamophobia". I saw as "rioters" smashed and gotten rid of the very home they mentioned they were fighting to "take back". I paniced for the safety and security of my family. I was in Barbados, the home of my papa as well as grandparents, but my actual home remained in disarray. Since the journey and the troubles, I've been ruminating about what home means to me ever since..