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Magda was telling Jody that as a bourgeois she could hardly comment, and Jody exploded: ‘My dad might be a doctor, but my granddad was an Irish peasant!’ Magda looked shocked and then said wryly, ‘Well, yes, what do I know? In my country my family are the ruling class.’Įveryone looked at her in shock, and it was Neil who started laughing. I focussed back on the conversation which had turned to Mick and Magda’s favourite subject, the class struggle. I watched the people passing and I thought of how much more closely our lives can be tangled with those of passing strangers than we imagine. I looked out at the city with all its histories, some of them still secret, some of them exploded like ours. Last night we all went for a drink, me and Ahmed – well yes, we are an item now – Jody, Neil my new relative, and Mike and Magda still wrangling about the news blackout in Burma. ‘Good god!’ cried Ahmed when I told him, and I was so excited I forgot myself and I flung my arms around him. ‘Oh love!’ cried my mum, and my dad, my nan’s son, hugged him too. ‘Oh love!’ she cried when I took him to see her, and rushed forward and hugged him. Turned out she kind of half-knew it, but then she hadn’t really known it either, at the time she was very young and her elder sister had hardly ever been mentioned again. She looked shocked too, but a bit sad and troubled and she didn’t deny it. ‘Nan!’ I said to her later, in shock and fury.
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Well, I’m telling you, I knocked over my Starbucks medium cappuccino with extra cinnamon, it spilled everywhere, all over his jeans and my leggings, and everyone was staring and a Starbucks guy came to help, and I didn’t know what to do or how to feel or what to believe, but somehow I knew it was true and I went kind of hollow inside and I started to cry, but then something else tugged inside me and I started laughing as well. Her much younger sister, younger by fifteen years, was my nan! Widowed and alone, she never sees her parents or her much younger sister again.Īnd then he gave me a good hard look and told me this : Even when the young man falls ill with TB and dies they go on rejecting their daughter and her half-Indian children. They have children, but this fails to disarm her family, indeed their disapproval seems to intensify. She defies them and the young couple run off together to London. They want to marry, but for racial reasons her family object. A young Manchester woman and a young man not long arrived from India fall in love. “Keep building.”īelow is more social media reaction to the incident.So there I am, sitting in St Ann’s Square Starbucks while this Neil, a perfect stranger – not a psychopath, as Brenda and Jody worried, but an unthreatening thirtyish guy in jeans friendly manner, actually really nice pretty intent though – while this stranger insists on telling me a story. “Ahmed, if you ever want to come by Facebook, I’d love to meet you,” Zuckerberg wrote.

Mohamed has invited to an astronomy night the White House is organizing sometime in October with leading scientists.įacebook founder Mark Zuckerberg posted a message of support to his site saying: “Having the skill and ambition to build something cool should lead to applause.” “This is an instance where you have people who have otherwise dedicated their lives to teach our children who failed in that effort, potentially because of some things in their conscience and the power of stereotypes,” he said. When asked there was bias involved in the incident, White House press secretary Josh Earnest said it was too early “to draw that direct assessment from here.”Įarnest added that Mohamed’s teachers had “failed him.” Want to bring it to the White House? We should inspire more kids like you to like science.
