My father had contact to someone who can arrange everything to arrive to Turkey; I had to pay 2000 Dollars. Then I went to Turkey by ship, from Tartus, a city at the coast, to Mersin. It was easy; I just had to pay money. When I arrived there friends were waiting for me. Some of them had been working with me in the civil movement. I lived with them in their apartment.
I spent a few months in Turkey, five months or so. I was in Gazianteb, a city near the border and I was in Arihani, it is directly on the border. I tried to work in some NGO projects in a refugees camp. I like to help people, to work with them, work with children, make documentaries. But I did not feel comfortable with the NGOs. In Syria I was working more directly against al-Assad, but in this period I had to work in humanity aid. Actually I was still excited to work against al-Assad, not helping homeless people. But they really need so much help and they do not get it.
I am Emad; I am from Homs, Syria, my age is 25. I was a student, I studied engineering in Homs. My father is working as an engineer as well and my mum studied law, but she did not work, she is a housewife. One of my younger sisters still studies in the university in Homs. My older sister studied at the higher institute of arts and my brother is here in Germany. He studied medicine and worked for two years as a doctor in Bremen.
All of them are against al-Assad’s regime. They are not politically active but they are against him. My mother’s family is against al-Assad, some of her brothers have been arrested because of that. Most of my father’s relatives support al-Assad, a few of them are in al-Assad’s army.
For me only my small family is important: My parents and my siblings. I have a good relationship with my uncles and my cousins as well. I am still in contact with all my relatives.
A young syrian guy discribes what it feels like to start a new life in a foreign country after he fled from his home:
“It’s like a computer game. You have many lives. Now my second life started. It’s like I am born a second time. I am like a baby, I have to learn everything again, everything is new.”
Letztens machte mir ein Syrer folgenden Vorwurf:
„Warum ist es in Deutschland so kalt? Deutschland kann alles machen, warum keine Sonne?“
Eine berechtigte Frage 😉
Vor fünf Jahren, am 15. März 2011, begann die Revolution in Syrien. Zu diesem Anlass versammelten sich am Dienstag circa 500 Syrer auf dem Pariser Platz in Berlin, um ihre Verbundenheit zu ihrer Heimat zu zeigen und deutlich zu machen, dass sie auch nach fünf Jahren Krieg mit derselben Energie wie zu Beginn der Revolution für den Sturz der Regierung kämpfen würden. Weiterlesen
Die ersten Erfolge des Sprachkurses werden sichtbar: Einer unserer Bewohner kam kürzlich mit folgendem Brief zu uns ins Büro. Auch wenn einige Fehler drin sind muss ich sagen: Dafür, dass er erst seit kurzem hier ist eine sehr gute Leistung!
Anders als bei Afrin basiert diese Geschichte nicht auf einem Interview. Da Teddy gerne schreibt, hat er seine Geschichte selbst niedergeschrieben. Einige Erlebnisse, die er uns in persönlichen Gesprächen erzählt hat, haben wir noch hinzugefügt. Der Originaltext ist auf englisch, weiter unten findet ihr eine deutsche Übersetzung.
My name is Teddy, I am the eldest sibling of a family of five children. My mother is a dentist and my father an engineer and baker. Originally, I come from the city of Kinshasa in the Congo. I was an ambitious law student and would walk to university every morning at 5 am. I loved my time at university and I was very passionate about my studies. After graduating in 2009, I went to South Africa to specialise in bodyguard formations. My goal was to start a security company back home in Kinshasa. I wanted for the local people to benefit from my company, so they could put bread and milk on the table to feed their children. By the time I had started my company, I was married and living with my wife and my little daughter. I had my family, my friends and an exciting work project, so I was happy, life was good. Unfortunately, things didn’t go so well for me from then on.