Showing posts with label dunkirk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dunkirk. Show all posts

Sunday, 24 January 2016

Adrian's visit to Grande Synthe camp in Dunkirk

After several weeks of aid being restricted to the camp, on the 8th of January Aid Box Convoy, The Bristol Based Group negotiated with the local Mayor to allow supplies of replacement tents and blankets to be allowed into the Grande Synthe Camp. Authorisation was given to bring supplies in on the 11th January- for one day only! The deliveries to the camp were to be supervised by council workers representing the Mayor's office to ensure that tents were replacements only as they don't want the camp to grow. The land is privately owned and has permission for development; the owners are also putting pressure on the Mayor's office.



There are currently approximately 3000 people in the camp. Three months ago there were approximately 700. More people are still arriving every day, despite the horrendous muddy waterlogged conditions.

Wyesham Scouts donated a number of large scout tents and some smaller tents. Ross for Refugees donated plastic sheeting to protect tents, insulation and plywood panels.


On arrival on the camp on Monday morning ABC had decided to get as much into the camp as possible, as they didn't know if they were going to be allowed to bring this type of aid in again. A large marquee was erected to store the materials, spare tents, blankets and lots of pallets. The pallets are used to raise tents out of the mud and also to make walkways across muddy and waterlogged areas.
There were a large number of volunteers who helped put up the marquee and fill it with supplies.

I worked with the French council workers for the early part of the day, removing damaged and disused tents. I asked Philip, the head of the group when the camp was going to be moved to the new site? He told me 5 weeks. He also told me the numbers were going to be restricted to 3000, the population of the area is about 7000, so they feel that's the maximum they can cope with.


The new camp is going to be within a few miles of the current site; it is being organised by Medecins Sans Frontiers. They have been given a subsidy of 1.5 million Euros by the French Government. The British Government is pressurising the French not to build the camp, as it is very close to the British Border

Most of the people in the camp are there because they escaping from conflict in the Middle East. Nearly all of them are Kurds, from Iraq, Iran and Syria. They are trying to get to Britain to claim political asylum. The people from Iraq in particular are escaping ISIS, where they have lost family members and live in constant threat to their lives. People are risking their lives to try to get onto lorries at the Channel Ports to get to the UK. I met a man, Kevius, from Iran, who spoke very good English, whom I'd met six weeks ago. He told me he'd tried to get onto a lorry 3 days before, and failed to get through. He will try again, as will countless others.


There are currently over 1 million refugees in Europe.  Approximately 10 000 of those are trying to get to Britain, that's about 1%. I am basing that on the numbers of people currently in Calais and Dunkirk.

Adrian Worgan
11th January 2016

Wednesday, 16 December 2015

'Home from Dunkirk' by Kate Verney

Relief
That I have not slipped from my current dimension
That I have found my way back home:
a door to close
behind which I have rights
to heat and light
and clean, soft, silent space,
to privacy, authority, control over my own destiny,
a trade, an identity


I notice my community has structure
like a jigsaw
however ill-fitting a piece I feel at times,
I am a part of that,
held securely in its web.


All this is revealed to me in stark contrast
to the story of the People of Grande Synthe Refugee camp
who march doggedly through my sleeping and waking thoughts now,
hoods up, eyes down, shoulders hunched, hands in pockets,
ever trudging through the endless mud,


in search of anything, everything.


And in the chaos, shifting, sticking sands…
frustration at the waste of mindless distribution,
welcome to the west, we have too much of everything,
and here it is, disgorged from well-meaning vehicles,
and lying useless in the mud.


The inevitable natural order within the camp:
a few receiving much,
and many getting very little of use.


The harsh, cold winds destroying badly pitched tents
in ill-advised exposed spots.
I realise the years it took to learn to camp successfully in inclement conditions.
with people who speak Kurdish, but tolerate my broken Arabic,
I try to share my knowledge gleaned from parenting and performing at countless Glastonburys and circus grounds:
the cooker must go in the middle of the tent,
under the highest point of the roof –
away from the flammable nylon sides.

Best not smoke in the tent.

Pull the tent out tight to peg it down,
tighten and check the guy ropes daily,
don’t let the wind start flapping it, keep it tight and low.

Nothing must touch the sides of the tent when it’s raining.

Your tent will never stay up if you pitch it
on this rocky ground
on this windy corner…

They humour me,
polite and charming,
and mostly continue regardless,
with the same dogged determination and inner strength
that has brought them this far.

And I help, as best I can
and hold my tongue
(except about the fire risks!)

As volunteers in our high viz jackets,
we arrive in the morning,
shiny from our hot showers and warm beds,
willing and able.

As the day goes on, a tiny flavour of the reality of life at Grande Synthe trickles through…
we get separated from our friends,
some days we achieve nothing.
Coming back with precious items to distribute – the right shoes / clothing / camping gear,
we can’t find the people that we promised it to,
trudging all over site through the mud,
it rains
wet carpets / sleeping bags / clothes, so desperately needed
become useless gifts
there are no washing or drying facilities here,
so everything is de-valued to single use, creating a black hole of need that can never be filled.

The fierce, proud young men sort frantically through boxes of shoes and clothes to find the right labels,
heaps of discarded items piled useless in the mud.

New shoes and clothes are needed every day,
the pavement at the entrance to the camp littered withcast-off, muddy shoes and socks.
I met one enterprising French lady gathering a wheelbarrow load of muddy clothes from the ground, to take home to wash and dry, and re-distribute.

Feeling helpless, useless, under siege, and inadequate,
tiny victories spur me on.

A home created by a multi-languaged team pitching a large tent against the wind and rain,

friendships formed

mutual respect

the rich sound of children’s delighted laughter round the fire
as we walk away, having given out our activity / toy packs

seeing a child playing with the same hoop or ball I gave them yesterday
as yet still recognisable and intact despite the mud

connecting with the women,
who mostly hold back inside their tents,
so gracious, grateful, and pragmatic in their sorting of items offered

the smiles and delight on faces young and old,
fanning the flickering flame of hope in their eyes
as the zany, jazzy parade of Cirque sans Frontiers meanders through the mud on Sunday afternoon,
residents and volunteers dancing and leaping for joy in red noses

As the weather worsens,
structures which have not blown away become more elaborate and creative,
porches, canopies, chairs are added.
The volunteer-built wooden structures eventually go up,
after returning to the workshop for re-design
to comply with planning permission which allows them only two fixed sides, to avoid permanence.

As night falls on my last day
I resist the strong pull to remain submerged.
I walk away, back to my van.
Hot food is being served on Styrofoam plates from the back of a lorry.
People, mostly men at this hour, bustle on the ‘main drag’
Perpetual motion
in search of anything, everything.
Business continues as usual.
As I leave a piece of my heart in this magical world
dedicated to the strength of the human spirit
an accordion starts up in a nearby tent.



Kate Verney

Monday, 14 December 2015

An introduction

Ross for Refugees is a small group of volunteers from a rural town in the west of England who came together to support those in crisis. It started off with a Facebook post and quickly gathered many supporters who started to collect donations (mostly clothing and camping supplies) which were sent to the refugee camp in Calais, often referred to as 'The Jungle'. Since then, Ross for Refugees have been to camps in Calais and Dunkirk to provide practical support, including building shelters and a school as well as sorting and distributing donations. We have worked alongside several excellent and well established groups on the ground in France including Aid Box Convoy and Ecole Laïque du Chemin des Dunes. These trips were made possible by donations from supporters and fundraising events held here in Ross-on-Wye: volunteers ran a tombola at a local Halloween event and a cake and produce stall at a Christmas fair and are still coming up with creative ways to raise much needed funds (a 'design a cupcake' competition, for example!) So far, we have raised roughly £3400 which has allowed us to provide practical support in Calais and Dunkirk, including funding and building shelters for vulnerable people living in the camp. We have continued to collect donations which have been sent further afield to Syria.

In the near future, Ross for Refugees are planning a trip to Dunkirk to build shelters before the weather gets much colder as many people living there only have low quality tents, whilst some have nothing. The conditions in Dunkirk are already very poor and it is essential that people have access to better shelter before the cold really sets in. We have also shifted the focus of our collections from clothing to food as this is something that is always needed.

This blog has been set up to keep a record of our work and to share the stories and experiences of volunteers, so there will be regular updates on the group's activities from different volunteers' perspectives.  If you would like to find out more about Ross for Refugees, or get involved, please visit the facebook, twitter, or watch a short video on our work. If you would like to donate, please visit our YouCaring page.