Nomad.

We were once all nomadic, moving with the seasons to forage the land to survive, then small groups lived together to farm the land and from this towns grew, yet there is prejudice against travellers even though this is where we began.

Are people envious of the freedom or do they need the structured world, would the thought of moving weekly to be stressful and not knowing where they would rest their heads and eat a meal?

I am currently reading a biography of a woman who grew up post war with her traveller family, when Gypsies helped with harvests of hops in Kent and apples in Hereford, or collecting rags and metal to resell,  life was hard work but happy when with the family and community, mixing with the non gypsy folk was another matter. Her Mother had decided her and her brother should learn to read and write so took them to a local school, they were bullied not only by the other pupils but the teacher who also turned a blind eye to the children’s’ behaviour .

The constant ‘being moved on’ by the police was also a stress for the whole family, for this family though came the comfort of being able to buy a small piece of land close to relatives where they had a base, not permanent but somewhere to return to when not working in the fields.

I would like to imagine a world where people can live as they wish,