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DO NOT USE (embargoed by head office) Photo: Daniel Wheeler/NRC Description: Ala (22) poses for a portrait. Factual information First name: Ala Age: 22 Current location: Za’atari Refugee Camp, Jordan From: Daraa, Syria. Fled to Jordan in 2012 Occupation: Seamstress at NRC’s youth programme. NRC beneficiary: Yes, Ala received seamstress training as part of NRC’s youth training programme and now works as a seamstress as part of the programme. Interview Ala’s words “I fled Syria in 2012 because of the heavy fighting. I left on foot at 10pm and arrived at the Jordanian border at 6am the next morning. We travelled at night because we were terrified of being attached on the way. There was around 100 of us and many people were injured. When we arrived at the border and were met by the army (Jordanian Army) I felt like a drowning person that had been saved. I felt on edge the entire journey and now I had soldiers telling me ‘You are safe now’, it was all so overwhelming. I live with my five sisters and five brothers. I am the eldest, so I feel responsible for them, and I looked after them during coronavirus. I found out about NRC’s youth programme after doing a four-month sewing scholarship with a different organisation. I became very passionate about sewing so I wanted to continue my training and the programme at NRC seemed perfect. When I started on the programme, I realised that I still had so much to learn, and it was very intensive but rewarding. The programme is delivered in three phases, with the first stages being training and the third phase being an employment opportunity. I live on the other side of the camp and walk an hour each day to get to the centre. It’s a long walk in the desert heat but it’s so worth it. An average day for me is waking up at 6am and after getting ready, I walk to the centre and we started work at 8:30am. At 12:30am we have a lunch break and then we work until 3pm. After I walk back home, I usually have a nap because the work is tiring but very rewarding. When asked what the programme means to her, she replies with: “This opportunity that NRC has given me has provided me with financial independence and an opportunity for success in my life. My father is so proud of me and that is very important to me.” When asked what she wants to do in the future, she says: “In the future, I want to open my own sewing centre for women which has integrity and quality – just like NRC.”
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Khadijah* is a divorcee. She is the mother of three daughters who live with her in one room in Taiz’, Al-Mawaset district. She has been the sole breadwinner for her family ever since she was divorced eight years ago. She used to receive some support from her father to help her with her children. “More than five years ago my father was diagnosed with diabetes. He couldn’t work anymore because of his condition so I had to find work to provide for my daughters and to help them complete their studies,” she says. Khadijah worked with farmers as daily wage labourer. She also helped women in her village gather firewood from the mountains. She usually earned between YR500-1,000 (around one USD) per day. She adds: “I have a problem with my spine. I can no longer do any hard labour. I had to stop working and started relying on generous people and charitable organisations to help me.” Khadijah used to live in her father’s house together with her brothers and their families. One year ago she moved to another house consisting of only one room so that she and her daughters could live together alone as a family. “We live in this room and we use my aunt’s bathroom and kitchen as she lives next to us,” she says. “I struggle to provide my daughters with the things they need especially clothes and school materials.” Khadijah does not have an education herself but she hopes to see her daughters graduate from university one day. “No one knows our suffering” She says that before the war people could help each other because food prices were cheap and men used to have jobs. But now things are worse. “Before the war, men used to travel to the city and work. But now they travel to the city and can’t find work,” she says. “My brothers can’t help me as they have families and don’t have jobs.” “Life is difficult, sometimes we have enough food but most times we have only one meal a day. No one knows our suffering.” The Norwegian Refugee council (NRC) with support from the UK government started providing people in Khadijah’s village with cash assistance Khadijah started receiving money from NRC. With her first cash transfer she was able to buy enough food to ensure that she and her daughters could eat three meals a day instead of one. “NRC helped us to meet our basic needs and reduced our suffering. I can see families in the village are now happy,” she adds. “If someone in the village is sick, we go to visit them and take juice and fruits with us. But before the cash transfers we didn’t visit sick people as we couldn’t take anything with us.” New source of income Khadijah hopes to earn a source of income to provide for her family when the aid stops so she has started to keep goats. “I used some of the money I received from NRC to buy two goats as raising goats may help me in the future to provide for my family, Khadijah says.” Khadijah hasn’t raised goats before but has received support from her neighbours who have experience of raising goats. “My neighbours sell goats for a good price before Eid so I’m planning to do the same.” Khadijah believes that receiving cash assistance is better than receiving food baskets because she can use the money freely to buy what she needs. She hopes that her daughters don’t have to suffer like she has in her life. “I didn’t witness many happy moments in my life, I’ve suffered a lot. I work hard to make sure my daughters can have a better life.” *name was changed as per the interviewee request. Text: Nasser Abdulkareem/NRC Photo: Riona McCormack/NRC
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Full name: Noor Nawaz Shaiwani Age: 32   Why did your family flee to Pakistan? During early the 1990s, the situation in country turned into a chaos. There was conflict in every corner of the country. In this situation, we lost our father. It couldn’t get any worse than that and my mother was left alone with the kids in Kabul. It was then that my mom decided to flee the country and seek refuge in Pakistan, which was the nearest country for us to get to. From what I remember and from what my mom would sometimes talk about the situation was so miserable in the country and we spent at least 1 or 2 weeks crossing the border to arrive to Peshawar. How did it feel being a refugee in Pakistan? How old were you? What was life like? I was about three years old when we arrived in Peshawar, Pakistan. As far as I remember, the living conditions were hard for us there. It was a new environment for us. Everything was new there. The overall social shift, losing our income /resources and generally handling the situation was hard. Overall, we were struggling. We spent around nine or ten years there. There was this visible difference between our life as refugees and the lives of local Pakistani people. Being a teenager, you don’t have that in-depth of an understanding of living conditions, rights, and etc. but I still remember now the way we struggled to get food, spending nights only with a cup of tea without sugar and sometimes not having money for even buying clothes. Those memories are not fond and keeps me wondering how difficult it was for my mother, family, and other Afghans and continues to be. What was the toughest part about returning the Afghanistan? There were so many things that made it difficult for us to return. The first and foremost in my mind is the social shift/change for the second time. Although, we were struggling in Pakistan, at least the environment there was secure. We were studying in Afghan Refugee schools. Acclimating back to the new environment was difficult due to the social differences we had with the community in Afghanistan and also our different perspective. I think reintegrating back into our own community after nine or ten years was a challenge we struggled with. The country was in post conflict situation and the mindsets were yet evolving. It took I think years for us to fully integrate to our own community. We felt alienated from our own community, which was a strange feeling and difficult to cope with sometimes. Is there a single moment that you can remember that inspired/encouraged you to help others? There are many actually. There are so many memories of that time that encourages me to be a humanitarian and work in this sector. The first thing is that educational system we were following there. We were studying basic mathematics. In math class, our word problems would be based off adding and subtracting ammunition, rifles, grands, knifes and etc. For instance, we were taught that if you have 5 rounds and you shot 4, how many are remaining. This is an example of a mathematical question. That was the reason I started in the education sector in NRC. To at least speak up about it and share my experience about how curriculum and teaching methods impact the mind of a child studying in primary school. Secondly, the schools that we would attend did not have sufficient key services. For instance, the WASH or hygiene services or facilities, drinking water points, recreational activity space and etc. were lacking. Thirdly, the school that we were attending was a refugee school run by aid. The school gave us a feeling of separation. I vividly remember the difference between myself and the Pakistani kids who would attend Pakistani schools. They were well organized, having uniforms, shiny shoes, good notebooks and etc. I mean these were the things that a kid would love to have for school, but we were deprived of that. We would use the same books that were used by the previous semester students from the year before us. We were handling them with very much care and we had to submit them back to the school after we would take the final exams for that grade. The reason was the schools did not have enough new books to distribute to all the kids in every school year. Last but not least, there was very little done for integration. There were these visible differences among the refugees and local people in terms of living conditions, education and etc. I can’t remember any competitive program or academic exchange visit to any of the Pakistani schools or universities that would encourage integration or understanding each other. There were no specific things done for the refugee children to be able to develop goals or objectives to see ourselves or place within Pakistan or our community in Afghanistan. developing a goal as child for you to see yourself somewhere as an adult in your community. There was no such thing at that time. What do you like about being a humanitarian? I believe that every moment of working as a humanitarian is honor. I strongly believe and have experienced and seen that how these steps that we take accumulate and build up resilience, hope and respect for the internally displaced, refugees, or returnees in our country and community. I can see how integration play key role and is live saving. I can feel the emotions the way one could feel being heard when they are far from their home displaced due to conflict and settled in a new environment. As I myself saw how it hard to be not part of a community and being neglected. When establishing moments as such is I think the notion I love the most being a humanitarian. How does it feel to be featured in the exhibition? In my opinion, it is an honour. This allows us being heard and reflect the reality of how bad the war is. How it feels to be a refugee and what to be done to stop it. It is our collective duty to ensure that whatever we do is that we keep saving lives, listening to individuals or communities neglected, displaced from their homes and living in a chaotic situation are heard and ensure we are all doing our duties responsibly to protect their dignity, rights and lives. I also believe that as a refugee once, being heard even after years is encouraging feeling. There could be thousands or hundreds of thousands people having the same problems or even worse are not heard. This allows me to raise up the voice and educate other humans about the feelings you would have when you are a refugee or had to flee your home because of conflict. Photo: Javid Ahmad Hiwadwal / NRC
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Ahlam is a 27 years old woman who lives in Algarad, the internally displaced camp in Lahj Governorate. She fled from Taiz 1,3 yrs ago. “The clashes were very strong near our houses and our relatives could not go out to bring food or water. One day my husband went out to his regular work in a construction site, and received a number of bullets that took his soul and he left us”. Now she is a widow with no support, and she is looking after four children (Adyan 4 years old, Ahmed 6 years old, Taypa 8 years old & Fatima 10 years old). “I was afraid that bullets and snipers in the mountains will kill us if we approached these areas. I did not expect that my life would take this tragic turn and I would be left alone to take care of myself and my children”. Her daily routine in the camp includes cooking breakfast for her children, but some days they do not have enough food for everyone and she has to go hungry for days so that the children can eat. She also prepares the children for school and her eldest daughters help her to bring water and firewood to the tent. Most of the people from her village have fled including her family, but they are not here in the camp with her. The weather in the camp is terrible and they do not have a proper roof so rain and dust in the windy weather gets inside their tent. They do not have appropriate shelter and now summer is coming with its hot winds. It will be difficult to move around under the sun’s intense heat. Her message to the international community is to support us and our children in the displacement camps. “Help us and protect our basic rights of living in dignity. What we need most in the camp are food and water that provide us with our daily necessities in life”. Photo: Ingrid Prestetun/NRC
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Miracle is a 17 year old girl that was forced to leave her village in the South-West region of Cameroon and flee to a town just on the outskirts of Buea. Fearful for her life, Miracle's father decided it was no longer safe for her to live in the village and he sent her to live with her mother, just outside Buea. "We were in the house one morning and suddenly we just heard gunshots. We started running. I got lost in the forest and I stayed there for two weeks without seeing my father and it was really difficult for me to cope. When I was in the forest for that good two weeks, I had nothing to eat and it was very difficult for me to cope. I was just crying. Crying and seeing blood on the ground. One day back when I was in the village, I was in school and I got up to go and use the toilet. On may way back I heard people screaming. They they told me that they were removing my friends fingers and that I should run for my life. If not so, they will also remove my fingers. So I had to run for my dear life. I came here hoping that life will be better here but I came and instead, there is no water. here you have to buy water, everything here you have to buy. If you don't have any money here you cannot cope. It is very challenging here because my mother is not working. She struggles to pay our school fees which she has not yet completed. My father is in the village complaining that he doesn’t have money to send us to school, so it is very difficult to be a student here and without money it is very difficult. My wish is that you people should help us. Because there are still many people in the bush, my agemates, my classmates some mother, fathers… So we are pleading that you should help us. Photo: Itunu Kuku/NRC Date: April 6 2021 *All names have been changed and last names have intentionally been omitted.
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