I
have been quiet for some months now. During December-January, I went home to
visit family and friends. I am back on the ground in Kurdistan, Iraq despite
being worried about recent talks about bombings in Iran, which is a couple of
hours away from where I live. The propaganda is immense, especially from Israel, who cannot come
to terms with a nuclear Iran and is trying to persuade the US to attack.
Well, that’s another whole story, but basically I wanted to share my thoughts
about my visit back home and to Connecticut.
Being
home was refreshing, after more than a year away. Spending time with family and
friends gave me a sense of groundness. I enjoyed a warm Caribbean Christmas, being
nurtured by loved ones and was able to replenish the energy lost to all my travels for the past one and a half year. Sometimes you get yourself so into
the work you do that you forget about your loved ones, and that is not healthy.
I also had the opportunity to connect with my fellow friends and Middle East activists back home, that are doing their share of work while we are on the ground. They keep the momentum going at home, reminding people and our elected officials that we don’t want more war and abuses in the Middle East. Knowing that there’s people supporting the work I do, gives me strength to keep going.
I also had the opportunity to connect with my fellow friends and Middle East activists back home, that are doing their share of work while we are on the ground. They keep the momentum going at home, reminding people and our elected officials that we don’t want more war and abuses in the Middle East. Knowing that there’s people supporting the work I do, gives me strength to keep going.
I
gave four talks in CT and it was great to connect again with people. During the
first one, I burst into tears when I showed a slideshow with some of the
pictures from my journey. Is just one of those moments when it really sinks in.
It is hard when you have been focusing on doing, doing, doing, to find the time to
absorb it all. I had great discussions and the opportunity to share my
experience, what it means to me and to the people I have met to have lived and
worked in Palestine and now in Iraq. I talked about Hamas; how it started as a
grassroots movement, about how our “war on terror” has developed more violence
and created millions of refugees and internally displaced people, some of which
I had the opportunity to work with. One of the questions that came up was: What
has been the hardest thing about living and working in the Middle East? For me,
it hasn’t been the hard conditions, lack of social life as we know it in the
west, unavailability of electricity, or that sometimes I feel helpless towards
the situation; the hardest thing is the fact that I have an American passport and I
can leave whenever I want. Anytime I
feel fed up, I can just take a bus or a plane, get myself a piña colada and
seat in front of the beach. I have options and freedom; something which my
Iraqi and Palestinian friends lack. To me, that is the hardest thing.
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| Talk in Storrs, CT Jan 23rd. |
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| New Haven, Jan. 26th with Stan Heller from the Middle East Crisis Committee |
I mostly
talked with people working in Middle East advocacy, but it was interesting to
talk to people who were not activists; but regular people with no background in
this part of the world. Part of the job is to take this time to talk to people
and get the word out about how really things are, not only what is shown in mainstream media, that is part of the construction of what our governments want us to believe. I was very touched when people thanked me for bringing my
personal story, because it gave them a face to what they frequently hear in the
news, or even study at school. The reality is that Iraqis and Palestinians are
real people, who are not much different from us; even Islam is not much
different from Christianity. They just have lived under different conditions, including war and dictatorships, that our own governments and tax dollars have financed and I think this is why I feel accountable and I want to
show Palestinians and Iraqis that not all Americans agree with our government
policies.
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| In Hartford, CT on Jan 27th |
This
past month, gave me the time to reflect on the things that I have lived and
what I’ve learned about this journey: I have learned that there are people and
generations in this part of the world who have lived their entire life at war
(Palestine more than 40 years, Iraq more than 30 years); even some of the
little ones have spent their entire lives as refugees. They have loved and
hated, laughed and cried and wiped out their tears. They have won, and lost; and
have found creative ways to survive. They have seen life and death, and buried their
dead and continued their journey; many have lived through occupation, but few
have tasted freedom. I’ve also learned to love and value myself, learned the
value of family and friends, to listen to all and above all, I have learned
that there are still people who are compassionate, care for justice and value
everyone equally.
Now,
I don’t have a job, as many Iraqi, Egyptians, Libyans and Palestinians, just to
mention some. I mean, I am doing a lot of things. For example, a couple of days
ago, I was in a small village near Suleimaniya called Tutaqal. A village of
about 15 families, the landscape was so beautiful; you could see the
snow-topped mountains. I went with a friend who was going to deliver three
trailers to be used as a school as part of a project to eradicate Female
Genital Mutilation (FGM). They have agreed with the village to provide for three
classrooms in exchange of the villagers agreement not to engage in this practice anymore. I met the beautiful children who were going to
benefit from the classrooms. I wish you could see the faces of the students and
teachers when they saw the new “classroom-trailers”, they were so happy, they
moved their desks and chairs instantaneously!!!! But also I wish you saw their
previous classrooms, small and dark, one of the rooms was used to keep the
donkeys. So dusty and dark! I can’t stop thinking how blessed we are to have
all the resources we have in America, when there are children who have less
than the minimum! Read the story.
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First
and second grade students in Toutakhel, Iraq, share a classroom in a
cinderblock building that the village rents for the school. The building
lacks electricity, heat, and water. Three of the school’s six grades
moved to new trailers that serve as modern classrooms on Monday,
February 13. Wadi and the village are working together to obtain
additional funding for three more trailers to serve as classrooms. Photo
by Heidi Diedrich
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Three
sixth grade students in Toutakhel, Iraq, study English in the village
school, housed in a rented cinderblock building that lacks electricity,
heat, and water. Shortly after this photograph was taken, the sixth
grade students moved into their new classroom, housed in one of three
trailers delivered to the village on Monday, February 13. Photo by Heidi
Diedrich
A
mud hut that used to be a donkey shed served until recently as a
classroom for first and second grade students in Toutakhel, Iraq.
Elementary student Amez, age 12, said, “Before transferring to this new
school [the classroom trailers, we were studying in a building that was a
place for donkeys. Now we are so happy. We have a better place to
study. The school is able to support us, and it is more comfortable for
teaching.” Photo by Heidi Diedrich
A
schoolteacher from Toutakhel, Iraq helps guide one of three new
trailers that now house elementary classrooms for village students in
grades fourth, fifth, and six. Wadi and the village are working together
to obtain additional funding for three more trailers to serve as
classrooms for students in first, second, and third grades. Photo by
Heidi Diedrich
Students
in Toutakhel, Iraq began moving in classroom furniture into the new
trailers on Monday, February 13, the same day the structures were
delivered to the village. Photo by Heidi Diedrich
Sixth
grade students in the remote village of Toutakhel, Iraq finished the
school day on Monday, February 13 in their new classroom, housed in one
of three trailers delivered that day as part of the Stop FGM Kurdistan
campaign. Photo by Heidi Diedrich
Elementary school children in the remote village of Toutakhel, Iraq, wave goodbye to the Wadi team. Photo by Heidi Diedrich |
| Students in Toutakhel, Iraq began moving in classroom furniture into the new trailers on Monday, February 13, the same day the structures were delivered to the village. Photo by Heidi Diedrich |
So,
now I leave something for later, so many thoughts, that I cannot keep up with
my writing. Later, I will write about honor killings in Kurdistan. I hope
you keep reading my posts and keep supporting me and the people here in your
prayers.
