.In what was actually an unlucky chance, it was during the course of this transformative week in Barbados that England came to be subject to common prejudiced confusions. After the tragic homicides of three youngs women in Southport last month, EDL members had actually pirated the ache of those grieving in an attempt to justify intense assaults on Muslim people and also other cultural minorities. In Manchester where I live, a Muslim household was actually chased by a guy with a power saw A Black male was dived through far-right participants in the town center where I recurring. From the safety and security of palm trees and idyllic coastlines, I checked out videos of politicians having a hard time to flex their mealy mouths to point out the words "racist" and "Islamophobia". I viewed as "demonstrators" shattered and shed the extremely home they said they were combating to "repossess". I paniced for the safety of my family members. I was in Barbados, the home of my dad as well as grandparents, yet my real home resided in turmoil. Due to the fact that the vacation as well as the confusions, I've been pondering on what home means to me ever since..