By Rosie
May 2, 2015 - 6:07:51 AM


Man aged 63 from London, Britain. Muslim, overweight, literate, speaks English


The taxi driver suddenly hears a stone landing on his vehicle, and he swerves to a halt, impeded by a group of youths who shout and knock on his window. Although he can't hear exactly what they are saying, he is sure that they are cursing him and telling him to go back to his own country. As an Iraqi who has lived in England for the last ten years, he is familiar with this situation. The taxi driver, who is usually extremely polite, talkative and acquiescent, grips the steering wheel fiercely and wishes, as ever, that he could go back to Iraq. But his aging mother, who still lives there, is afraid that he will be killed if he returns, and she has sworn to kill herself if he tries to visit. Instead, the family meets sporadically in Jordan. After a while the youths depart, and he continues on his way. When the next customer gets into the car, the man is noticeably agitated, and the woman asks what the matter is. “Home is home, Madam”, he insists as he tells her about the hotel he used to own and the life he used to lead in Bagdad. Back with his family after the day’s work, he does not read the newspapers about bloody riots, soaring prices and trigger happy occupation forces in Iraq, but looks at old photographs of Bagdad and is overwhelmed by memories and melancholy.


One evening, steeped in sadness, the man slumps into an armchair and turns on the television to distract himself, but this turns out to be more than distraction. The programme soon catches his interest, as it shows a part of the world he has never seen before – the Canary Islands. He sees pictures of Lanzerote where the barrenness of the landscape, the water scarcity, the sparse living eeked out by the local inhabitants, as well as the plight of desperate Africans trying to land there in boats, convince him that he actually has “enough” of everything. He suddenly feels eternally grateful that his needs are fulfilled, and he quickly accepts Britain as his new home. When young boys knock on the window of his taxi, he no longer regards them as belligerent youths showering him with racist comments, but as needy teenagers looking for a harmless bit of fun. He is grateful for the medical and educational opportunities that his host country has provided for his children, one of whom would almost certainly have died of cancer if he had stayed in Iraq. He is happy that he has enough of everything he needs. He recognises his own racism, and how it has coloured his perspectives. This inspires him to support multicultural youth projects to further mutual understanding. When clients ask him about the country of his origin he replies “Home is everywhere” or “Home is where the heart is”. He ceases to linger in the past, pushing his memories of Bagdad firmly into the background, and lives exclusively in the present. He feels the fire of energy and rebirth in his hands, as if he is holding a phoenix which is rising from the ashes of Bagdad.




Have you noticed that people who talk a lot actually talk around the essential issues in their lives?

Do you feel victimised?

Given that all relationships are 50/50, in what way have you agreed to be the victim?

How often do interpret other people's reaction as a personal insult?

What past experience do you not want to put behind you?

What good experience can you focus on right now at this very moment?

Supposing new paths will not open to you before you decide to?

Where is home?

How often do you feel gratitude?

Supposing everywhere was home for everyone?


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