Dear world,
We [Syrians] do not like it to leave our beautiful Syria and live in your countries, or to become an American, British or Australian. However, circumstances are stronger than what we want and need.
Personally, I am proud to be Syrian, I feel special that I come from this particular spot of the world and I don’t like to share with you your country because i will never feel belong, and i will never feel home.
No offense.
But the fact that I come from the oldest inhabited city in the world, where all civilizations started and left a footprint, where history of diversity drove people insanely to learn the know-how; make me more aggressive to hold on to my roots and not to compromise nor to seek refuge as long as I am able to survive.
Just like you. You feel proud of who you are and you never thought of getting a Syrian passport, or a German, or an Indian one!
Unfortunately, most of my fellow Syrians have no other choice but fleeing the terror and seeking a refuge.
Not a prison nor an oppression.
A refuge.
I ask you to try not to link everything to Syrians and Muslims and to keep in mind that half of the so called Islamic State’s “IS” militants are foreigners “Chechnya, Indonesia and European countries” and remember that back in the days, Christians fought between each others (The French wars of religion/the 8 religious wars in the 16th century), but no media was there to show us how bad the crimes and genocides were and their effects on other religions and human beings.
And as much as history and diaries can make it easy for you to imagine what happened back in those wars; still it can’t beat the power of media that is able to make nothing, a very big thing”.
Being forced to seek a refuge, doesn’t make us terrorists.
Today “Syrians” have a situation, but maybe tomorrow “you” will pass through a similar hysterical situation.
History always repeats itself. Be kind because whatever goes around comes around.
Please excuse my language attitude, but believe me, it feels so bad to be discriminated and unwanted, as if you have a disease and everybody is running away from you, while you are clean and sound.
Sarah
18 November 2015
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