These days the problems concerning the refugees is a sour subject in Denmark. In Denmark we all remember the day refugees walked across the country on the motorway. As a Dane I am at one hand more or less embarrassed by the way Denmark is perceived by the outside world. On the other hand I haven’t lost faith in the Danes, as I can see how much of a difference the Danish people actually want to do.
A friend of mine told me about a local initiative where the children of the neighbourhood can come and get help with their homework. She told me that most of the children knew Danish better than their native tongue and thereby, complicating simple communication between children and their families. Integration seems to be going very well, you may think. But hold on for a moment and try to follow my train of thought.
