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The woman clasps her shawl tightly around her neck to ward off the chill that seeps so easily into her bony frame. Her hand rests above her heart, trying to quell the excited pounding. They have arrived, mother and child, after months at sea. They are safe at last, in this new land of plenty. Squinting up at the bright sun, at this new horizon, all she can see is hope.
Philadelphia’s Irish Memorial was erected in 2003 in memory of the millions of Irish who perished in The Great Hunger of 1845 – 1850. When a potato blight hit Ireland and destroyed most, if not all the crop, the Irish could do nothing but watch as their main food source wilted in front of their eyes. As whole villages perished from starvation, many sought refuge aboard the ships heading towards America, Canada, and Australia. The choice was an impossible one: Stay and risk starving to death or board a “coffin ship” and risk dying of fever and typhus.
This woman and her child were some of the lucky ones who survived the journey; they had the courage and determination to start over in this new land. Fuelled by nothing but a hope and a prayer, they soldiered on.
This post was inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge: The world through your eyes. For my other Photo Challenge entries, click here.
Philadelphia’s Irish Memorial Monument sits on the corner of Front and Chestnut Streets in Penn’s Landing.
Metro: Take the Metro to the 2nd Street stop on the Market-Frankfurt Line
Bus: Buses to Penn’s Landing include numbers 5, 17, 21, 25, 33, 42 and 48
DCMemorials.com has more information about the Great Hunger and the Irish migration,
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