I will not let you die without anyone knowing!

My immediate response to Murhaf Fares, Dagsavisen 24.02.2018 https://www.dagsavisen.no/verden/bare-ikke-la-oss-do-uten-at-verden-vet-om-det-1.1105342 – Ikke la oss dø uten at verden vet om det.

I’m writing from Norway, a tiny country with a tiny population and one of the happiest countries in the world. This is the greatest contrast there is to the even smaller country of Syria, but with at least three times Norway’s population.

I’m writing because I’m lost, I’m tired, I’m fed up with the world not acting, and because I don’t know what else to do. At this point in time I am clueless, I do not understand how we, the world of fellow human beings, fail to take position on this crisis. Because we fail every time.

Why is it that again and again the organisations built to create international cooperation, uphold peace and ensure safety for the worlds population, fail the most vulnerable people of all. We fail to support people living in war zones, poverty and fear, which is also an increasing part of this world’s population.

After writing my Master thesis about Syrian refugees I have come to a conclusion that I do not understand what i really happening in Syria, nevertheless I have collected and saved a lot of information about the history of the country, the diversity of its people, the challenges of the political situation and the difficult choice of leaving your home behind to seek refuge someplace else. After eight months of research I was shocked and disturbed by the atrocities, crimes against humanity, blocking of aid, bombing and inhumane treatment of prisoners. It left me with a desperate heart, because it is difficult to find a solution that will allow peace to return to Syria. Then again, I did not expect me, myself and I to come up with a magical solution, but I have hoped and still hope that one day someone will find it.

It has now been 7 years. 7 years of killing. 7 years of fleeing. 7 years of hoping. 7 years of failing. 7 years too many – this must stop now.

My hope and light in these dark times are actually 7-year olds from the school where I work, because they know. They know about Syria. They know about the war in Syria. They know it means it is a dangerous place where children and adults are killed. They were born when this war started, yet they still know.

I know.

I’m telling you. I will continue to tell – until everyone knows.

Because the Syrian people will not die without the world knowing.

 

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Who are “we” to decide?

Quite rapidly after watching this video: https://oslofreedomforum.com/talks/one-yazidi-against-isis
I wrote down the following paragraph, or first I started crying… Crying because I feel that so much wrong is being done in this world, and how unfair our world has become.
We are in no condition to determine how good our society is. We who live here, grew up here and continue our lives here, regardless of how much we travel, we will never be able to fully understand what it is like. We cannot under any circumstances possibly undestand how it is to grow up not having any rights at all, growing up scared, and in fear. In fear of what is coming, in fear of the future, in fear of life itself.
When I say we, I speak a group of people who have grown up knowing a safe, free and liberal society. People who have had options, choises and possibilities. I am one of such people, I am one of we, because I know I am not alone.
What I do know, and strongly feel, is that I want to do something about this. I strive to change the world. To make it fairer for all, and I don’t even want to name all the different cultures, religions, socieities, nationalities, or sexualities people define themselves as, because whoever you are, you are a part of all. I do not see you as what you are – I see you as a human being, a precious life worthy of safety, rights, food, meaning and, not quite simply, a voice. I see you for who you are, and you should be able to be whatever you want to be.
That is the world I’m dreaming of.
And until then, what we can do, is to tell the stories of what is happening.