Oh Chestnut, I wish you had been with me in my local lovely park today. You see, I live in a multicultural city, and that comes across in my park. To tell you of the Muslim families, and a father lifting his laughing daughter down from a tree that she had climbed in her princess outfit: the mixed race couples watching their children play in the water play area: the small group of migrants (there is a local house somewhere not too far) having a picnic down by the river): the boatload of women with headscarves pedalling vigorously round the boating lake giggling away: the girl with traditional dress running around...
As you say: there are indeed bad eggs from wherever, and there is no doubt that some have come for reasons that mean they need to be returned home:
But having survived from to different white men firstly a coercive abusive marriage, and last October a sexual assault from an ex methodist minister, which has laid me low
I like the O/P.