Hosting time and a safe space
to create, play, design, construct, enjoy.
Two dozen people – adults and children – claimed the space.
Young ones had some guidance; older ones invented what to do and how.
Some mothers joined in and some watched.
The children were self-sufficient, reflective, assertive to ask for help if needed,
quiet, composed and as time went on smiling and showing off what they made,
proud for themselves, catching my eye though not making to please me.
Does this scene sum up what being resilient means?
You’re keeping energy and space available to move forward.
You’re not lost, whether this is a stepping-stone or the end of your journey as refugees.