Tag Archives: Patras
Das ist kein Leben!
Ich bin 17 Jahre alt. Ich lebe seit 10 Monaten in Deutschland. Ich komme aus Afghanistan. Sieben Jahre habe ich meine Familie nicht gesehen. Ich vermisse meine Familie sehr. Diese Geschichte erzählt von Griechenland. In Griechenland fühlen wir uns gefangen. Wir können nicht weiter, wir können nicht bleiben und wir können nicht zurück. Wir möchten […] Continue reading
I hope that one day I continue my life again
In the name of God 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 […] Continue reading
to the Greek government and the Greek society
We migrants living in Greece are human beings who in our majority have faced severe political and social problems in our home countries. The real reason why we are in Greece is that we are looking for a life in security and with dignity. Most of us were astonished when recognising the fact that applying […] Continue reading
keep your hands off from our settlement!
yesterday we protested together with Greek young people against our removal from the trains. It is more than one month now that we are afraid every day. we are forced by the Greek government to live under these conditions without any human rights. We have no choice. Athens is for many of us worse than […] Continue reading
some remarks from inside the trains
Do you see this trains? We live there. It is our house! Inside now there is one men with a broken leg. Police beat him. When we leave this place the police come and tell us: “No! you have to stay inside!” How can we find some small money, something to eat in the garbage, […] Continue reading
my deportation to Turkey
I am from Afghanistan and I am a refugee. I came to Greece in the summer of 2009. Since then I am again in Patras. I have been here before. In the end of 2008 I was caught in Patras by the police. We were many, from Afghanistan, Iraq, Somalia, Sudan and other countries. Maybe […] Continue reading
Locked in a toillet
I was caught in Italia and deported back to Komunisia. They found me in the port of Ancona and sent me back with the next ferry. They locked me in a toilet together with other two refugees and gave us a cardboard to sleep on. When we reached Komunisia I was kept in the detention […] Continue reading