In the streets of Montreal this past Saturday,
September 18th, Palestinian refugees and their supporters held
a demonstration under the banner “Stateless and Deported”.
Between 300-500 gathered on Saint Catherine street to put an
end to their deportation back to refugee camps throughout the
Middle East. Through the sunshine and autumn air, a steady
chant could be heard - “Nous sommes fatigués! Donnez nous nos
papiers!” This chant (“we are tired! give us our papers!”)
speaks volumes of the refugee experience in Canada.
Up at the front of the march, a giant banner unfurled. Held
by at least 10 people, it read “Stop the deportation of
Pakistani, Palestinian, Algerian, Columbian, and Ethiopian
refugees”. One of the organizers of the demonstration informed
me that this banner was made by the family of Shamim Akhtar.
Shamim is a Pakistani refugee, a Shia Muslim woman who came to
Canada because her family was targeted by Shi'ite extremists
in their home city of Karachi, and further intimidated by the
post 9/11 crackdown they witnessed first-hand against all
South Asians in the USA. Shamim and her family were deported
back to the USA in early July, and are currently awaiting
their forced return to a living nightmare.
Working with Shamim was an inspiring experience if
anything. Whenever she spoke publicly, either on behalf of her
family or others in her Pakistani community, there was an air
of severe hardship on her face. Often tears would well up in
her eyes and flow down a face so filled with dignity. This was
a woman who had seen her whole family threatened at gunpoint,
survived a trip halfway around the world, faced down the
inhumane bureaucracy of Immigration Canada, and still she was
fighting. Tired, indeed, but willing to give up, never.
The Ayoub family is another stunning case in the Montreal
refugee community. Having fled the intolerable conditions of
the Ein El-Hilweh refugee camp in Lebanon many years ago, they
hoped to find a bit of peace in Canada. However, faced with a
deportation order last January 2004, they felt they had no
choice but to do what several refugees are doing nowadays and
claim sanctuary in the basement of a church in the
neighborhood of Notre-Dame de Grace.
The Ayoubs (Nabih, Therese, and Khalil) are elderly
Palestinians in their late 60s and early 70s. They want
nothing more but to die in peace, with a shred of happiness
and pride. The government of Canada won't even grant them
that. Instead, they are relegated to the dank basement of a
church.
I recall visiting them in that church once in early June.
Later in the evening, one of the Ayoub brothers joined us
outside in the parking lot for a cigarette. “This is the
furthest I can go,” he explained, and then he went on to joke,
“and if I see the police coming, I jump into those bushes!” I
was surprised that he could pull even an ounce of humor out of
such an oppressive situation, but then again, if you live in
the basement of a church and spend most of your days playing
solitaire or jigsaw puzzles as the Ayoubs do, you need to make
some light out of it.
But again, listening to the Ayoubs, you can see and hear
their exhaustion. The ongoing struggle for status cuts far
deeper into these people than a wrinkle or scar ever could. In
the case of the roughly 40 Palestinian refugees in Montreal
who are fighting their deportations, the situation carries
even more weight, as many of them have been living the refugee
experience their whole lives. A well-known saying amongst them
is “born a refugee, lived as a refugee, don't want to die a
refugee”. The struggle is intense and seemingly everlasting.
On one side you have human beings willing to go to amazing
lengths, to pack themselves into over-crowded boats, to leave
family and friends, and start from scratch a world away. On
the other side you have characters like Judy Sgro, Canada's
immigration minister, a downright racist woman who this past
August appealed to churches across the country to stop
providing sanctuary to refugees because they could be
harboring “criminals and terrorists”.
As people living in Canada, we need to decide who's side
we're on, and we need to do so vocally and loudly. The
demonstration on September 18th was a step. Refugees in
Montreal, Toronto, and other cities are tired. They are tired
because they are amongst society's hardest working, and now
society's hardest struggling too. Their demands are simple and
tangible – an end to deportations and to be granted landed
status in Canada. The refugee experience has been described as
a “life of waiting”. For all their waiting, we owe them our
respect, but we owe them more than that. We owe them dignity,
compassion, and yes, their papers. And if those don't come, we
owe them a fightback.
Link:
refugees.riseup.net
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