BALTIC

Dylan Mohan Gray

My Mother, The (Shameless) Refugee

My mother and her family eventually made it to Germany, supposedly their "homeland", but in fact a devastated country, bombed into rubble, where those lucky enough to have made it through the war were now embroiled in a daily struggle to stay alive. Arriving refugees from "the east", were universally despised and often subjected to violent attacks. My mother described being repeatedly spat upon, ostracised, mercilessly beaten up and told to "go home".