Journey to the Sinking Lands

A witness to the world's first evacuation of an entire people due to climate change

Morning has broken

Grandpa’s funeral was yesterday and there was nowhere in the world I would rather have been. A few things will stay in the memory. I was asked to read a collection of memories of Grandpa from different members of our family. Among them the fact that I took my first steps across the living room floor to reach a toy he was holding out. There was also this from my brother, Finn:

“when we were stopped at a red light in the car Grandpa would count down from 10 and reach ) as the lights changed – for years I thought he really did control the lights.

We also sang Morning has Broken, accompanied by a recording of Cat Stevens. Grandpa was a headmaster, so he would have heard it over and again at school assemblies. I include it here for that reason.

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