Shelburne Harbour is beautiful. Lots of museums, artisans plying their craft from days gone by, and a general air of stepping back in time.
We rounded the corner (my head full of must shoot that! Want to take a picture there!) and saw it.
Amistad. La Amistad.
And suddenly I was trying to explain to my son what a slave ship was - how it happened, before, but musn't happen again, how this lovely ship reminded us not to let history repeat itself, how people all over the world needed a reminder sometimes that things have not always been so easy.
Cass scrunched up his face, thinking hard. Then, his voice alternately bewildered and outraged: 'They were slaves - because of the colour of their skin? Why?'
I paused, thinking. The very-Afrikaans man aboard the Amistad gave me a small smile.
'I hear that a lot with the younger kids.' he said. 'It gives me hope.'
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Beautiful. I love the fact that my girls would have said the exact same thing. :)
Love this post. Done good mom.
You have done a good thing raising that child. Thank you.
You don't have to go that far back. Just look at Halifax expropriating Africville and displacing all the lifelong residents.
Thank goodness our children don't understand the hell we put our fellow human beings through.
Yes, why? I love that.
I never could get my head around the why either. Seems pretty messed up.
Oh I love tall ships and I have never seen that one in person.
Beautiful pictures, but even more beautiful that Cass is color blind. Awesome. :D
That's so touching and true, brought tears to my eyes.
Great post. And I love Shelburne (even if some of it was faked up for that Demi Moore movie!)
What great pictures!
I love how kids think---too bad that doesn't rub off on adults.
kids - and those kinds of comments give me hope too.
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