The empathy that brought me here on the kindertransport has been lost. But a new cross-party movement hopes to revive it
Eighty years ago, Britain gave me a lifeline. It was 1939 and the Nazis had invaded Czechoslovakia. I, like hundreds of other children, was bundled on to a train out of Prague with little more than some clothes and a packed lunch my mother had made to keep me from going hungry on the long trip to England. I didn’t understand why this was happening. Nor did I know, as I sat in my train carriage trundling through Europe, that I was not only on a journey to a new country – I was starting a whole new life.
Britain offered me sanctuary and it became my home. Most importantly of all, though I didn’t understand that then, Britain gave me safety, which meant that I could make plans for my future and realise those plans.
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