Monthly Archives: April 2016

Homework for Wednesday, April 13th

Read through all of your classmates posts about the refugee crisis.  Choose a post that seems to share something with your post and comment on it.  Your comment should respond to the content of your classmate’s original post, and it should describe the connection you see between it and your original post.  If you are responding to a post that contains an image, be sure that your post addresses the visual components of the post as well as the words! What do the photographs bring to the story that words alone might not convey? Be specific!

Homework must be completed by 12:00 on Wednesday!  If you did not complete the homework for Monday, you can still receive credit for Wednesday’s homework by commenting on one of your classmates’ posts.

Humans In New York

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“(GREECE, Chíos) A young girl charges a mobile phone at the former first reception center near to the port of Chios, where refugees and migrants who managed to leave the VIAL detention center a few days ago are camping out on April 4, 2016. Greece sent a first wave of migrants back to Turkey on April 4 under an EU deal that has faced heavy criticism from rights groups. Under the agreement, designed to halt the main influx which comes from Turkey, all “irregular migrants” arriving since March 20 face being sent back, although the deal calls for each case to be examined individually.”

I chose this picture because it shows how cruel Europe is going about this whole idea of deporting refugees back to where they came from. Everyone leaves for specific reasons and its sad that something like this is taking place in 2016.

Humans of New York

The extent to which refugee children have been conditioned by their environment is heartbreaking. We wanted permission to take this young girl’s photograph, so we asked if her mother was nearby. Her eyes filled with the most uncontrollable fear that I’ve ever seen in a child. ‘Why do you want my mother?’ she asked. Later, her parents told us how the family had crouched in the woods while soldiers ransacked their house in Syria. More recently they’d been chased through the woods by Turkish police. After we’d spent a few minutes talking with her parents, she returned to being a child and could not stop hugging us, and laughing, and saying ‘I love you so much.’ But I went to sleep that night remembering the terror on her face when we first asked to speak to her mother.

(Lesvos, Greece)

I chose this picture because it shows one of the biggest issues of the refugee crisis which is the danger that the children are in. The children are being exposed to every facet of war and are losing family members at very young ages. I hate the fact that many of them will not have the opportunity to enjoy life as a kid and the fact that they may be traumatized for the rest of their lives.

 

Humans of New York

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“After one month, I arrived in Austria. The first day I was there, I walked into a bakery and met a man named Fritz Hummel. He told me that forty years ago he had visited Syria and he’d been treated well. So he gave me clothes, food, everything. He became like a father to me. He took me to the Rotary Club and introduced me to the entire group. He told them my story and asked: ‘How can we help him?’ I found a church, and they gave me a place to live. Right away I committed myself to learning the language. I practiced German for 17 hours a day. I read children’s stories all day long. I watched television. I tried to meet as many Austrians as possible. After seven months, it was time to meet with a judge to determine my status. I could speak so well at this point, that I asked the judge if we could conduct the interview in German. He couldn’t believe it. He was so impressed that I’d already learned German, that he interviewed me for only ten minutes. Then he pointed at my Syrian ID card and said: ‘Muhammad, you will never need this again. You are now an Austrian!’” (Kos, Greece)

I selected this post because of Muhammad’s story. It reminded  me that there are still people who are willing to help those in need without expecting anything in return. Also, Muhammad worked really hard to create a new life for himself in Austria. He was in a new place, where he didn’t anyone and didn’t speak the language. I think that this is something that many people in New York can relate to. Many of us are not originally from here and we or have parents and grandparents who have faced some of the same issues that Muhammad faced.

 

Humans Of New YorK- Refugee Crisis

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“When I joined the Syrian army, there was no war yet. I just wanted to serve my country. But now everyone is forced to do horrible things. One time we were marching and a single bullet came from a village. Our commander told us to go into each house, one by one, and kill everyone inside. The village was a Sunni village, so our commander ordered all the Sunni soldiers to lead the attack. Anyone who disobeyed would be killed themselves. We did our best to aim over the heads of the people who were running away, but forty people were killed. A few nights later I fled in the middle of the night.” (Lesvos, Greece)

The story by this refugee demonstrates the reality that citizens face in their homes. This refugee fled from his country because he didn’t want to kill more people. He was part of the army that was killing many citizens. His story demonstrates that the army don’t intend on killing these people but are forced because they would have to die themselves if they don’t follow their commanders directions. This is a sad compelling story of a man that wanted to do good for his country and serve it, but had to leave his country in whole because he didn’t think he’d had to do horrible things when serving his country.

Humans in Lesvos, Greece

Saturday 3 October 2015

“I saw the army burn my neighbor’s house. They set it on fire and took photographs while it burned. The next day I saw the same house on TV, except the headline claimed that it had been destroyed by ‘terrorists.’ The army began to arrest 300 people every day. They were arresting everyone. They came for me during Ramadan. I was eating with my entire family when suddenly we heard the sound of a car outside. Soldiers kicked down the door and they tied my hands behind my back. My children were screaming. The soldiers said: ‘We know you are working with the opposition! You are a terrorist!’ I told them: ‘Please. We are poor people. We have done nothing. We are trying to live.’ I never thought I’d see my family again. They brought me to the prison and blindfolded me. They made me kneel on the floor. They asked me questions about the opposition, but I knew nothing. When they asked me a question, I only had two seconds to answer before I was kicked. They beat me for hours while they questioned me. I begged them to stop. I kept promising that I would tell them if I heard anything. Then they attached cables to my body. They would run electricity through me for 25 seconds, then they would stop, and they would ask another question. When I said: ‘I don’t know,’ the electricity would start again. They kept me for three days. When they finally let me go, I couldn’t stand. I went home and hugged my family but I had to go straight to work. Because there was no food in the house and no one had eaten for days.” (Lesvos, Greece)

I was mostly drawn to this story because of the photograph’s background and the facial expressions all three boys’ have. Just by looking at the father’s frowning facial expression, the setting, and the way the father tightly embraces both of his sons, I could really tell that he and his sons have experienced intense hardships, and that he is willing to do whatever it takes to stick together as a family. In the post description, it tells us how after returning home from being severly tortured by the army for days since he was falsley accused of working with terrorists, he had no other choice but to go straight to work because he needed to feed his sons who hadn’t eaten during his three day absence. Reading this story really touched me because as Americans, I don’t  think many of us realize  how war can affect families, especially children. These boys have no sense of freedom, privilege, and protection in their country where as in the United States we have nothing but that. Knowing that there are many families experiencing similar circumstances like they are, I think it’s important to spread awareness about their situation. These people have no one  to fight for them. I believe that spreading awareness to people or countries who have the ability to provide support is the first step in helping them get just that.

Humans of New York

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“Life had been going so well for me before the war came. I’m a driver, and I’d just saved enough money to buy a new car. I was starting a family. My father had given us a house and we’d bought all new furniture. But one day a mortar destroyed a wall of our house. It was too dangerous to stay. I left because of the children. The years we’ve spent as refugees have been very tough, but we’ve just learned that we’re going to Detroit, Michigan. I have a brother-in-law who says it’s very nice there. He says he is allowed to work legally and officially. So hopefully I can start driving again. He says there is heating in the houses and the water is warm when you shower. And he says that America cares about children. He tells me that there is a bus that picks them up and takes them to school.” (Amman, Jordan)

I chose this picture because it shows how not only adults in these countries are threatened but children too. Many people living in the United States take it for granted. As I am sitting in my house right now I am not worrying about a mortar destroying my house or anything to that but these people have to constantly worry about their homes being bombed or possibly destroyed or their lives at risk. Jordan Amman and his family had to go to another country and start all over again and put all his hope into what his brother in law told him but at the end of the day you can tell all he cared about was that America cares about children.

 

Humans of New York

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Posted on December 14,2015 by Humans of New York

 

“Our house in Baghdad was located near a military compound, and the militia officers wanted it for themselves. They sent three men to our house to order us to leave. When my father refused, they mailed us an envelope with bullets inside. My father was working as a library security guard during this time. The militia went to the library and murdered my father’s coworker—thinking it was him. My father became very scared when he heard this. He told us we had to pack all our clothes into bags and leave Iraq immediately. It was the middle of the night. I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to leave my bedroom or my school or my friends. I wasn’t even allowed to say goodbye to anyone. Nobody knew we were leaving. When the taxi arrived, I held onto the doorframe and screamed that I wasn’t going. My father pulled me away and told me that we were going to live in a better place. That night we drove to Syria.”

I chose to share this picture because it truely decribes the fear of what it is like living in one of these countries that are at war. In this story, the people that are supposed to protect the citizens of Baghdad instead theaten them to leave their homes. When they don’t, they attempt to murder them. This is unbelieveable as we can never imagine this happening in the United States. This narratives also shows how all of a sudden, you are forced to flee and leave everything behind. The worst part is that this is only one of the many tragedies that happen in these countries that are at war.

Humans of New York

“I wish I could have done more for her. Her life has been nothing but struggle. She hasn’t known many happy moments. She never had a chance to taste childhood. When we were getting on the plastic boat, I heard her say something that broke my heart. She saw her mother being crushed by the crowd, and she screamed: ‘Please don’t kill my mother! Kill me instead!’“ (Lesvos, Greece)”.

I particularly chose this post because of my attraction to the picture prior reading the story.  Looking at the picture and realizing how there is an unpleasant feeling or living in fears  in the eyes of the father and daughter. The father explained how the daughter hasn’t experienced childhood as she should due to the circumstances of their life. As a result of this, the daughter’s mentality is passed her age. There are several things that she understands and feels that normal children her age wouldn’t know how to manage. She comprehends the meaning of death and knows what the word “kill” signifies. When the incident occurred with her mother, she stated “kill me instead”. Personally, she had knowledge of what that meant and knows the value of her mother’s life. From the father’s perspective, he doesn’t see how the daughter us developing into a mature child but feared that she is skipping her childhood and growing straight into adulthood because of their life situations. And in a sense I can relate to the part where I understood certain things that people the same age as me wouldn’t.

 

 

New York Times Syrian Refugee Article

http://www.nytimes.com/2016/04/02/world/europe/turkey-forcibly-returned-refugees-to-syria-amnesty-report.html

The New York Times Article “Turkey Has Forcibly Returned Thousands of Refugees to Syria, Amnesty International Says”, caught my interest because of the crisis happening in and to the border countries of Syria that take in the most refugees. We spoke in class about the fact that if something is not happening in our country we just pass by it and ignore it, but this may or may not actually be true depending on the risks a nation could take to help the Syrians become safe. Turkey and Jordan have taken in the most refugees and have shot and sent some of them back because they can not deal with the mass refugees and how they negatively affect the economy. In saying this, I believe it is worth passing on because it is not easy to help a country in a dangerous and risky situation. Yes, we should help and it is wrong for a country to send you back to your home country knowing you will die, but we know the mindset of the people in our world. If the U.S. decides to take in a mass amount of refugees, what could happen to the rest of us personally and as a nation?