My first political moment however, was when I disputed loudly a religious and historical fact, that mu teacher was talking about.
He slapped me, therefore I realised that I’m not free enough to believe or express something that is true to me.
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Last autumn we ran an experimental online public engagement series called 'earliest political memories'. We collected a total of 68 memories that were generously contributed by members of the public. You can read all the contributions here. The series caught the attention of our colleague Rachel O'Connell in the School of English who…
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My earliest political memory is my parent's friends asking me to tell them the story my dad had taught me by hard as soon as I learned to talk "Sadam went mad, he went into Kuwait BOOM, BOOM, BOOM... America came in BOOM, BOOM, BOOM..."
In "earliest political memories"
I was raised by rather unpolitical parents; politics hardly were a topic at the dinner table. My earliest political memory is the fall of the German wall when I was 11. I was born in Western Germany without any relatives in the East, and Eastern Germany was just some unknown…
In "earliest political memories"