“From urchin to employee” – The story of a migrant by a person reconnected by Barka UK from Lambeth, London
Morning – it’s the worst time of the day. The cold wakes me first, and then that familiar flutter in my head, dry mouth and a “brush” in the throat. I look around and I see familiar people in sleeping bags, lying close to the wall. It is raining again. Bottles are scattered around me, unfortunately empty like my pockets. Then I heard for the first time, “Hey guys how are you today? We are from “Barka”. How can we help you? HELP? I thought immediately of filling the bottle next to me.