The Walkabout Family is moving to London. Because this is a very big event for us we are selling almost everything we have. But we were stolen. Here we share what we learnt from that experience.
When we understood that this would be a new chapter for us we started looking for what we had that we wouldn’t need. All the clothes and things from Markus was given to other parents or institutions. Then came some house things like furniture and kitchen utilities. Then the musical instruments, books, CDs and other things or memories from our lives. Then the tools. Because we had to move out of the house we was living in we stored everything in Rodrigo’s workshop while we was posting it in our Leaving Stuff Behind blog.
Two days before going to Cabo Verde we received a phone call: “place was stolen, come as fast as you can to see what’s missing”. This is a glimpse of what we found…
At first it’s sad to see your things like this. Not because of their value but because some of these things was collected when we were kids, me or Terese, and some happen to be special for us in their way.
I just had one hour to understand what was missing and immediatly I noticed a four wheeled scooter that was already promised to someone, an old computer that I was going to offer to an institution, my angle grinder that was mounted with my didgeridoo making tool the Arbortech, some power tools for didgeridoo making, among other things. In total about 600 euros worth in material was gone.
After sadness comes anger. I started feeling really bad about this and the people who had done it. Bad thoughts filled my mind..
Nothing to be done at the moment, I tried to rescue the last didgeridoo making tools, took these pictures, a last look and I had to leave to work in Cabo Verde trying not to think too much about this and trying to send away the fear that they would come back to pick more things while I would be away.
As soon as we landed in Portugal I came back to the place. I needed to face it and clean it. It was very difficult to pick up everything from the floor and collect the traces of the event.
After some minutes wanting to slap these kids faces to teach them a lesson I found myself feeling sad for them that they don’t understand the notion of respect and property. They didn’t enter the place necessarily because they are in finantial hardship but mostly to play adults and brave ones. In the end they find themselves playing with two old useless toys and the destroy some things in the way. I whish I could meet them and ask if they want more things, I have been giving a lot of our things and it’s more important that they move into new hands than to make a fortune out of these things.
Any way: they didn’t come back while we were out and no new things were stolen. Now the place is empty and it’s time to share what we learned from this experience:
- After the “attack” I contacted some people and in one day we forwarded most of the things that was still sitting in the place – I moved out more things in some hours than I had done in two weeks, apparently we needed a push!
- The first impressions from the scenario they left made us think it was a robbery, after better observation we understood that they were kids trying to prove something – how we all must be careful with first feelings!
- 600 euros worth of material and some sentimental things disappeared and we found ourselves not missing them so much after all – as a friend said: everything that can be stolen from you is replaceable.
Most of our things are sold, given and delivered. We are very excited with this detachment practice that is opening space for new learnings and experiences!