My name is M. I’m from Afghanistan and I’m 16 years old.
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When I was in Afghanistan, I was thinking about my future a lot, that I can continue my learning in safety place and also have good job with a good life.
Thats why I moved to Europe.
In the name of God
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Hi,I am M. J. 17 years old from Afghanistan.
I was forced to leave my land because of having enemy and fathers dead.
It means they killed my father,and my mother ran away from there.
Actually I am from Behsud (a city in Afghanistan) that I lived about two or three month in Afghanistan.
I was born in Afghanistan, I was two or three month that we moved to Iran,and we went back in Afghanistan, and after two month because of some reasons that I’ve told you we went back to Iran again.
I’d been living in AFGHANISTAN for almost 11 years.
In AFGHANISTAN our lives were very bad. There I never went to school because there our lives were very bad. When I was 6 years old I had to work.
When I was 7 years old my father has been killed. I wished to go to school but I couldn’t because I had to work.
At home we had just an old radio and when I was listening to it, I said to myself that one day I would be able to make something like that because I liked technology and now I still like it.
I said to my mother I wanted to go to school. But she said “you must work for us”. After my father death I was the older son of my family.
After my father death I have stayed with my family for 3 years. After 3 years I went to IRAN for work.
I came to IRAN with smugglers.
I went to ISLAMQALLAH, near the border. At night I spoke with a smuggler but he told me that I needed 1 000 000 toman (name of the money in IRAN) – 700 euros- to go to TEHRAN .I said that I didn’t have 1 000 000. He told me he would bring me to TEHRAN only if I paid 1 000 000. I said it was ok and when I reached TEHRAN I would give him 1 000 000. He said ok. At last he told me we would have to walk only during the night.
From ISLAMQALLAH to TEHRAN we walked about 18 days. We slept during the days in the mountains. It was a very hot summer. We were hungry and thirsty, especially thirsty. After 18 days we reached TEHRAN.
In TEHRAN suburb the smugglers caught me because I didn’t have money. I had to stay with them during two weeks. After two weeks one of them said: “if you don’t have money you must work for us”. But I asked him: “for how many days will I have to work for you?”. He said “3 months”. “It’s a lot” I said but he told me “it’s not a lot and I started to work in the fields, buildings…
I worked there during 3months and after he told me that I was free. I was happy and then I went to the town.
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… that we are crossing the borders we did not smile because we are anxious for crossing the border. Whenever we go somewhere people look at us like we are criminals or have bad manners
I want to drink hot and colorful tea under the sun all the time.
I want you to wash my dishes and dirty clothes.
I want to tease all people on the telephone -with a private number.
I want them to quit nazism¬rasism.
I want to stop all bad accidents bevor they happen
I want to be shinning instead of the sun.
I want an atom reactor to make electrisity fpr all poor people in the world.
I want to kill all killers.
I want to be a bird and shit on all passports cause all birds are free and they dont need passports`
I want a long wood to jump in the sky and I want the sky to keep me for ever.
I want to knock on my neighbor`s door and run away.
I want to smooth a hard heart with sand paper.
I want to tickle my partner.
I want to confuse myself with this question [what so I want from myself]
I want some place to yell.
I want some ear to bite.
I want to be serious when I request some girls for marriage.
I want to dust the sky so that stars will fall down and then I`ll pick them up.
I want when I get up all my friends to bent down to me.
I want to search myself.
I want two chairs to sit with you.
I want to fly to the galaxy.
I want to change all dissapointment to happiness.
I want to go back home soon.
… to fly everywhere. To build a nest and every day I fly whereever I want.It would be a cheerful life. Birds don’t have nation they don’t have borders.
The main problem is I have three sisters and one brother. Our parents died. Because of the war we lost our parents. We couldn’t our life in peace. We would love to study bu we were stooped. I decided to go to a Europe country.
The first thing that comes in my mind when I thing about Greece it is no place that can help us or solve our problems.
From my point of view there is no border for human beings because we are human. From three month that we are crossing the borders we did not smile because we are anxious for crossing the border. Whenever we go somewhere people look at us like we are criminals or have bad manners.
If I would life with complete freedom in a world without borders … I want to live my life as a normal human being like a European. I want to study and step up to a good position. It is not my fault that I am from Afghanistan. From childhood till now we spent our lives in sadness.
If I would be an animal I would be a bird so I can fly somewhere to a very peace and happy place.
Before going to Europe I checked the internet for information about my journey. I read that on one of the borders they had special controle machines to recognize immigrants in the dark by the warmth of their bodies. It was night, dark and I was alone in a forest. I only understood I was walking in circles after I stepped for the third time in the same puddle. I said to myself: Ok, you are not walking straight obviously. But it was impossible. I concentrated so much on walking straight and not making any turns to the left or the right. Finally, I crossed the border. I went to a bush and waited. If there were these machines, I thought, then they would see me, so I wanted to wait for the border guards to come and catch me. I waited for them because I did not want them to catch me from the back. Continue reading ‘When I crossed the border …’