Laura Waddington

/Diary

“I used to dream that the huge corrugated iron hangar, where the migrants slept, was a vast processing plant for the suppression of memory and history: fragments of the migrants’ past and our shared future blocked from travelling across the border, without which we wouldn’t understand the terrifying years to come.”

Scattered Truth part2b by Laura Waddington

The tearing down of Sangatte Red Cross camp, December 23, 2002.