An Afghan tragedy
This morning I had the most amazing phone call from a young Afghan boy I met in Calais a year ago. He was sleeping rough and I’d helped him with some small things, a tent, some clean clothes and some trainers.
When he got to the UK the police took his phone so he had no way to contact me. I hadn’t spoken to him in a long time. But today, the police finally gave him his phone back and the first thing he did was to call me.
It was so great to see him again! The two of us laughed, we were so happy to be back in touch. He told me he’d been in the UK for nearly a year, and how he started going to college and how happy he was to study. It was a great feeling.
But then suddenly his laughter turned to tears as we talked about the current situation in Afghanistan. He has two brothers, one of them is only small, he’s terrified for them. The Taliban killed his father – that’s why he left Afghanistan in the first place. And now he has no way to get his younger brother out. He desperately wants to get asylum here, so that then he can find a legal pathway, but who knows how long it will take? I didn’t know what to say. There are no words that can console him. Our government’s commitment to settle 5000 refugees this year seems pitiful in response.
The plan for the U.K. to take 20,000 refugees over five years is simply not good enough. They are at risk of death now. They can’t wait five years! Please sign this petition now to tell the government that families living in fear can’t wait: https://www.change.org/…/priti-patel-call-on-the-uk…
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