#immigration in scotland

[mysharona1987]

This woman said nothing wrong whatsoever.

Other than not saying this in public.

[scotianostra]

Nothing sums up the attitude of most Scots better than this from our former First Minister. Perhaps Westminster should take leaf from her attitude on immigration. Thank you Nicola Sturgeon.

[crynwr-drwg]

Are you fucking kidding me

[nickysfacts]

Thank you Scotland for gifting lumberjacks and school girls everywhere a stylish pattern to wear no matter the circumstance!📚🪓

💙🤍💙

[totallyhussein-blog]

A Jewish family story speaks about a lesser-known Iraq

The Mother of Kamal opens in Highgate, London, after a sell-out run last year! The Mother of Kamal is being performed at Upstairs at the Gatehouse in Highgate from 19 – 28 January. Are you going to see it?

It's 1948 in the slums of Baghdad. A working-class Jewish mother finds her two sons arrested by the Secret Police. Inexplicably, one is imprisoned while the other is set free. Um-Kamal is reluctantly drawn into the orbit of the Communist Party, risking all to save her teenage sons and hold her rapidly fragmenting family together.

The play was not written to suggest easy solutions to complex issues. But it does tell, almost allegorically, the story of an Iraq that many people will not have known existed. Prior to 1935, the different ethnicities and religions that made up Baghdad had coexisted without significant conflict, though by the 1940s things had begun to shift.

As Um-Kamal and her sons struggle to navigate rising oppression, it is the diverse community around them which comes together to oppose the threats of fascist mobs and arbitrary bureaucratic injustices. And when government thugs looking for trouble come, it is their Muslim friends who shield Um-Kamal and her family.

[fairyhagmother]

idk idk something abt how Irish music went to Appalachia and then came back again

[fruitcakebro]

California water tastes bad.

It tastes like stagnent pool water, like chlorine, and too many children racing toward the same dream of victory, long gone sour.

It tastes like a tool, sterilised between uses and only meant for survival.

It doesn't bring joy with it.

Scottish water tastes fucking amazing.

It tastes like rainbows refracted by dewdrops on fresh moss.

It tastes like Unicorn's tears, perfect in every way and sweet as sunshine through heavy clouds.

Scottish water holds the taste of a million years of old magic, brimming with life and joy.

So yeah, I prefer the water in Scotland.

[butmakeitgayblog]

Like a lot of me and me pals read your fics! But i bet ya there’s some laddies and lassies who i don’t know that reads yours stories too. And you can call us Invernessians 🤣. Our accent is a wee bit softer than the people from *whispers* glasgow

Well we already had an Aussie lowkey shit talking/exposing fest on here so might as well let the Scots throw down 💪 Also, is it offensive... that I read this entire thing in my head in a Scottish accent?🤔 it's just too fun not to. Lassies and laddies, I love it. Makes me think of Nacho's Scottish Lexa fic 🔥

[quotesfrommyreading]

Even though they wore their Guide uniform and were learning English fast, the Kindertransport girls were constantly reminded that they were foreigners in a remote part of Britain. Some of the adult villagers made it very clear that they were not sure about these foreign children. When Miss Payne asked the senior class to sing the hymn 'Glorious things of thee are spoken', the girls refused. It wasn't because they were Jews, but because the hymn shared the tune with the German national anthem.  Only when the teacher threatened them with punishment did they comply. When a passer-by heard them singing, he complained: “First the British children sing God Save the King, and then the Germans sing their national anthem. Are they spies?” One of the London evacuee children called the girls 'Nazis', and others followed his taunting. “We just ignored them,” said Celia, “but it hurt.” The path the girls took to school ran through a wood in which a Scottish army battalion was camping. When the soldiers heard them speak in a mixture of broken English and German, Ruth felt even more alien when she heard one say, “Who are those children?” His friend replied, “Oh, they're prisoners of war.”

  —  How the Girl Guides Won the War (Janie Hampton)

[all-that-jazz-93]

Getting in touch with my Scottish heritage (listening to Nathan Evans' sea shanty covers, wearing my Erskine clan tartan hoodie, and drinking Irn Bru)

[v0idwraith]

@ scotland

[scotianostra]

Created by Immigrants.

[crynwr-drwg]

cut below for the rest of the thread. this cunt is unreal

[nickysfacts]

I’ve just now realized I have never seen anybody use a jack o’lantern as an lantern, instead they are just used as organic candle holders!🎃

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