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  • Dad: "When my son was 23 years old, he insisted on travelling to Europe. Life is difficult here in the camp, many young people dream of travelling. We collected money from family and friends, and he threw away his identity papers and left. This is the way people do it. He reached Greece where his older brother lives, he has lived there for five years so he speaks Greek. When he'd been there for a while, he called me and insisted on moving on to Germany. We collected money again, around 3000 dollars, so he could continue. He reached Austria, and from here he wanted to enter Germany, but close to the border he was arrested. They put him in prison for two days and sent him back to Austria. In Austria he was in prison for six months. He payed money to a lawyer who promised to help him, but he never did anything to help him. In the end they sent him back to Lebanon.

    Before all this happened, in 2006 during the war between Lebanon and Israel, he and his friend made a joke with the Lebanese soldiers at the checkpoint here in Rashedieh. They had a megaphone, and they yelled something at the soldiers, I think it was some quote from a movie, something provocative. The soldiers put his name in their records, and two months ago when he returned from Austria, they arrested him at the airport in Beirut. He is still in prison. We are in touch with a human rights organization, hopefully they can help us get him out of there. He did this mistake six years ago, it was only a joke, and he was just a boy. How can they put him in prison for that?

    This is life for us, it's not easy."
  • Mom: "My husband haven't seen our son since he left Lebanon three years ago. I saw him the first time last Monday in the court room. I asked a police officer to let me see him, I told him I hadn't seen my son for three years. He said OK, but I said that I didn't just wanted to see him, I wanted to touch him, to hold him and kiss him. The officer felt sorry for me and let me be with my son. I held him and kissed him, and cried because I was so happy to see him again. The judge was a woman, and she said that because the case against him is very small, they should work to get him out of prison as soon as possible. Maybe they will let him go next Monday. Inshallah.

    In the court room I saw a woman. She carried a baby in her arms and she had a small boy with her. The woman looked very unhappy, and I asked her what was wrong. She told me that her husband had been in prison since she delivered her baby nine months ago. I asked her how she managed to take care of her family, she told me she left her children with different people every day in order to work as a house maid to get a little money. ”My family and my husband's family are not good people. No one helps me", she told me. Maybe her husband stole something, I don't know. She said he was innocent. When the small boy saw his father in the court room, he ran towards him. Everybody in the room cried when they saw it."

    Told by Fadi and Hasna.
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