I’m an immigrant who settled in this country because my opportunities here were better than the ones where I came from, and some of my family were already here.
If you think there’s something wrong with anyone doing that – then you think there’s something wrong with me having done that.
I was 17. Nobody knew whether I’d be a ‘good’ resident of this country or not. I took before I could give – education, healthcare…
Eventually I created a company and 7 jobs. But I could just as easily have been on benefits, developed a disability, serious illness or some other thing which meant I needed help financially. I was still welcomed and given leave to stay.
With a magic stamp in my passport I became just another member of the UK community.
There are so many people right now who simply want the same, and for much more urgent reasons than the ones I had.
We need to help them. We need to do our part. We need to stop saying ‘there’s no more room’ when a so many of us live in ones or twos in houses made for more than one or two! The population of the earth is rising and it is on the move for reasons we’ve all contributed to (and benefitted from). We must adjust. We must be kind.
If you think I’m OK to be here because I arrived on a plane, with a white skin, and speaking English – because I look and sound ‘right’ and was not poor – take a long hard look at yourself.