All posts by Maike

The Wrong Bus

The storyteller:
Sharlei is Somalian and has been living in Sweden for eight years.

Summary:
The first day in Sweden Sharlei sent her children to the shop to buy food. No-one in the family could speak or understand anything except Somali. The children took a bus and went shopping, but on their way home they took the wrong bus and ended up far away. Sharlei didn’t know were they were, so she tells about a day in anxiety, worrying and crying.

Where is the Light that You were Talking about

The storyteller:
Dimitra, an Albanian woman living for 26 years in Greece, has told another story.

Summary:
She tells as a story about the first house they rented in Thessaloniki where they first lived.
Preparing her family to come to Greece she was always talking about the unique light of Greece. They rented a basement where their window was half a meter only.
Her son who was six years then as soon as they settled in the basement house and the only thing that could see from his window were feet of the people walking in front of their window and car tires. He asked her if that was what she meant about the unique light of Greece.
They stayed six months in that basement and then they moved to a new apartment full of light!

This is my Mother

The storyteller:
Dimitra emigrated 26 years ago from Albania to Greece.

Summary:
She tells as a story from the first years they were living in Greece. Her daughter went to high school and Dimitra worked as a house cleaning lady.
One day Dimitra was on the bus going home after a long day at work. She was very tired and almost sleeping, as on a bus stop six or seven beautiful girls got in the bus – and one of them was her daughter.
As soon as she understood that her mother was in the same bus the daughter tried to get off because she was with her Greek friends and did not want to present her mother who was a poor migrant lady cleaning houses.
Her daughter tried to step down the bus as the door closed and she fell down and hurt herself. Dimitra did not move to go close to her so not to be recognised as her mother…they never discussed it.

Bamba

The storyteller:
Chamwil originates from Cameroon and has been living in Italy for two and a half year.

Summary:
The story tells about my journey from Libia to Italy, and then about my life in Italy. At the end, I express the desire of something I would like to have in my future. Through my story, I want to spread a message to all migrants that are waiting for their documents in refugee camps: be patient.

Ausweglosigkeit

The storyteller:
E. is a woman coming from Azerbaijan and living for 6 years in Germany. She doesn’t want to have her name published, but nevertheless wish to share her story.

Summary:
It is shown in the tale, that the words which live in Writing country want to choose their own king. They assert sometimes Point, sometimes Exclamation, sometimes Question, sometimes Comma as a candidate. But this punctuation marks, that each one of them express different regime, are criticized, rejected and deficiencies oft them are displayed.

The Reward

The storyteller:
Mowafak is now living for 10 years in Sweden. He has emigrated from Iraq to nothern Europe country.

Summary:
The story is about a Christmas Eve 2014 in Sweden when I had so little money that I could not even buy a packet of ice cream for my children. I brought my wife and my three children on a road trip in the village where we live to make things a little bit more joyful since it was Christmas Eve. Then suddenly we saw a red wallet lying abandoned on the road, and when we opened it we found 700 EUR, but also ID card, credit cards, etc. We decided to return the wallet to the right owner and hope for a reward.

Meine erste Skifahren-Erfahrung

The storyteller:
Mohammed emigrated 2013 from the Syrian Arab Republic to Austria.

Summary:
I once registered for a ski training course organized by the administrators of the refugee camp where I live. Four weeks later I was excited to find myself skiing down the mountain in a town very close to Innsbruck, Austria.

Beurteilen Sie ein Buch nicht nach seiner Größe

The storyteller:
Mushtaba originates from Afghanistan. He now has been lived for five years in Austria.

Summary:
As students of the Abendgymnasium in Innsbruck we always got tasks. Once our history teacher gave us the task to present a book. Since I don’t speak German so well, I tried to choose the thinnest of the different books. But unfortunately it was a wrong decision.

An Encounter with my Dad

The storyteller:
Fareed has been lived for three years now in Austria. He moved from Afghanistan to Europe.

Summary:
Back in Afghanistan, driving my father’s motorcycle has always been fun. Though I was not allowed to drive it but I did anyway, especially when he was out of town. Once I took myself on a fun ride around the city, while taking a downward slop, I lost control and crashed into a tree. I was badly hurt and bleeding profusely, but then I was more worried about what my father would do to me.