Scientist Rebellion

Behind me I hear the roaring sound of a water cannon changing its aim. On my right sits Nicky, on my left Niels. They’re both wearing lab coats, showing that they are scientists. I’m staring at the red and blue letters of the banner that is draped over my knees. It reads: “end fossil fuel subsidies”. Nicky and I are pressed together – we’re sharing a plastic raincoat in a feeble attempt to shield us from the water cannon. There are dozens of other people around us, with and without lab coats. Some of them are singing, others are quiet. I look behind me and see that the fierce beam of the water cannon is coming closer. I brace myself, waiting for the impact. The ice water jolts my body and I’m shoved forward. I’m soaking wet, from head to toe, but at least the water cannon stopped. In a few moments I’ll be taken away by the police, but Niels is first. When he doesn’t get up immediately, three policemen hover over him and pull on his arms and neck. I hear him crying out in pain, calling for them to stop. Anger rises in me and a heat wave rushes through my body. Why is this necessary? Tears burn behind my eyes. But then I feel an arm around my shoulder. Nicky looks up at me, and asks “Are you okay?”. I smile at her and feel my body sighing with relief. I’m so glad she’s here with me. Warmth and gratitude replace my anger. I remember why I am here, and feel ready to be taken away by the police. We are here together, and together we will be heard.