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Where are you really from? by Louisa Adjoa Parker
Racism is everywhere. It spreads like a pandemic, is passed down the generations like an heirloom.
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From Here: Meet Becca, from Bridport
I soon became familiar with a sense of alienation after various experiences of being singled out and discriminated towards because of my race.
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From Here: Meet Sinéad, from Dorchester
People of Colour enjoy nature like everyone else. We love going to the beach and going for countryside walks.
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From Here: Meet Martha, from the Cotswolds
I’ve lived in the city for ten years now in a community that feels like home but a landscape that doesn’t.
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From Here: Meet Tamzin, from Cornwall
Tamzin has experienced overt racism and threats of violence towards her family. ‘One time a lady rang my mum’s doorbell at about 8 am and told her to get her “half-castes out”
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Daily Photo by Bob Gibbons
I think these are amongst the most gorgeously elegant birds that I know. This is a black-necked Stilt* feeding along the shores of the Gulf of Mexico in winter.
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The Corvid’s Shadow by Rose Fulton
“We were on a walk in the forest above our house when a crow flew over. We watched as its shadow went passed us on the ground.”
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I’m a bat, I’m totally a bat
A father and son go for a spring bat walk at twilight.
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My Plan by Paul Kingsnorth
I’m a writer, and to me this has always been a calling, a duty. It’s always been my guiding light, my personal mythology.
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Good Person by Melissa Harrison
I am a good person. I watched Blue Planet II and I agree with Extinction Rebellion.
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Birdsong by Jay Griffiths
If I offered my notation, birds seem to sing the names of composers (particularly Russian) – Straviiinski, Straviiinski, or Tchaíkovski, Tchaíkovski, Tchaí! Sometimes chirping Tippett, Tippett, Tippett then calling low and sweet Keeats, Keeats, Keeats.
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Iain Sinclair on The Unofficial Countryside
The Unofficial Countryside is a proper reckoning, the Doomsday Book of a topography too fascinating to be left alone.
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