Why you do that?! Are you obliged to put yourself in risk for other’s lives?! That’s insane, and you’re not responsible! You should focus on your studies instead! It’s something I used to hear from people around me, from friends and sometimes even from my parents!
The Syrian Conflict had put more than 1 million+ innocents out of their homeland and out of their houses! About 170,000+ persons have fled the war there heading to Lebanon, as it’s the nearest country to them, culturally and geographically.
As a Human Rights activist, and a defender of oppressed people, I decided with some active Lebanese and Syrian youth in Lebanon to help those innocents as the majority of them are women and children, helping them sometimes finding shelters, distributing some food, blankets for the heavy winter, essential stuff for living, toys for the cold kids, and the most important… easing their pain.
I visited once a Syrian refugee family which I’ve been told that, this family is living in a ONE ROOM APARTMENT! On that day I went with one of my Syrian/Kurdish friend who is also active in Human Rights field. The family consists of the Father, the Mother and 4 young girls, the oldest is at the 9th class (I think 14 yr old) and a young boy named “Mamdouh” (12 yr old) and their grandmother.
You wont believe how our meeting went, it went exactly like movies, I swear to god, this family lives with two other families one of the two consists of a husband and his wife only and the second consists of a husband and his wife and a young child. These three families live in one apartment and they do pay $300 for the apartment per month! The problem is that they divide the amount like $150 for the first family (big one) and the rest $150 (for the two other families combined).
No one works in the family we were visiting at that time, and they were not paying the fees, as they couldn’t afford a stable monthly income covering the $150. The young girls were without school. The father works in painting houses domain, that was his profession before leaving Syria, but here in Lebanon he does not have a stable job, it’s something normal in this small country with its limited capabilities.
What I want to say, that I swear by the name of God, I couldn’t endure seeing how the young girls were circling us and looking towards us with their colorful, beautiful, and tearful eyes as if we are the ones who will ease their sufferings and the ones who will put an end for their pain. For a moment, I felt as if we were sent by God himself for this mission, or maybe we were some kind of mercy angels whom were sent from heavens for the purpose of easing the suffering of oppressed people on earth! Unbelievable!
The girls circled me and my Kurdish colleague touching us with their cold and small fingers, they wanted to convince us that they need us, they need our assistance. The father didn’t utter a word, I swear, not a word! Everytime I ask him about their needs, he says nothing but the blessings of God. He needs nothing from this tough life, ASSad has taught him that life means nothing without freedom! ASSad was a good teacher though! The mother was trying to convince us that the apartment does not worth $300 for rent, and how 12 or 13 persons are living day and night in one room and using one toilet!
The grandmother, was repeatedly cursing Bashar al-ASSad, “may God take him to hell, he killed us, tortured us, raped our girls and raped our land”. I couldn’t hide my joy when I heard her words, grandmas are pain relievers though! ASSad thugs slaughtered her old son few weeks before they have moved to Lebanon he was just an armless protester, calling for Freedom, exactly like the rest in the broken Syria, she cried! My Kurdish colleague couldn’t handle it, he went out, I don’t blame him, It was really cold inside, few so-called blankets for the young children only, I would not use any for myself, it’s warm enough staying cold than using them!
When we first visited the family, the strong young man who is 12 yr old “Mamdouh” wasn’t there, he works in a carpenter’s shop! Yes, he works in this tough domain and he’s 12 yr old only! His sisters told him later that two persons came to their house and they will help them to pay the fees of the house! I did visit them again, I went alone, I brought them $200 as a donation from a British wonderful mother whom I was introduced to by a Philippini strong man who lives in Saudi Arabia. I delivered the money in addition to some fruits and food… and that’s it! Some worthless $200 were enough to make the small lips smile! Wow! That’s what I concluded that day, I believe we can do more!