DON’T SHOOT THE CLOWNS
Did any one here the interview with Jo Wilding yesterday on BBC World? She was talking about her experinces of working with aid organisations in Iraq and how she tried to bring a little ray of hope to Iraqi children.
She tells of how the only thing many children wanted was just blankets to keep themselves warm.
She also described in detail how her and her companion (another woman) were stopped by masked iraqi fighters who took them for spies. After alot of explaining and convincing Jo managed to prevent herself and her friend from being killed. She also told of how her friend became sick while in captivity and how the masked men with guns slung over the shoulders made them tea and placed pillows and blankets around her friend. A bizzare but true experince by Wilding which gives a human face to people who we are told by the media and our governments are evil. Wilding says in her interview that they were treated with care and respect. As opposed to the American soldiers who shot at them while they were driving an ambulance to try and rescue a women who was prematurely giving birth.
“Don’t Shoot the Clowns” is Jo Wilding’s account of living with Iraqi people during the war and its aftermath. She tells what daily life is really like in a country coping with invasion and occupation, and how she and a hastily recruited troupe of circus performers brought clowns, laughter and some moments of respite to the children of Iraq. As a human rights observer, Jo Wilding, a young British trainee lawyer and solidarity activist, witnessed and recorded in her blog some of the worst atrocities committed against ordinary people. Out of the trauma grew the circus, travelling round the squatter camps, schools and orphanages, putting light and hope back into people’s lives. ‘I want to thank you for coming,’ said one observer. ‘This is the first time since the war that I have seen the children laugh this way, from their insides.’ Jo Wilding isn’t a journalist looking for stories. In simply playing with children, helping where possible and instinctively recording events, she provides a unique and independent perspective. Her daily accounts have an immediacy and accuracy that bring the scenes sharply into focus. From the shocking, painful stories of the siege of Falluja – where, for a terrifying day and night, she was taken prisoner – to the crowds of mesmerized children, every episode vividly describes life in occupied Iraq.