Filmreihe MOVING PEOPLE´S MOVIES

Filme von geflüchteten Filmemacher*innen

organisiert von w2eu, dem Infomobile Griechenland 
und dem Wohnschiffprojekt Altona e.V.

5., 6. und 7. August 2020, ab 21 Uhr, Open Air,

                                                                  
ALTE SCHULE Niendorf, Tibarg 34 (Hinterhof)

Seit mehr als zehn Jahren reisen wir regelmäßig nach Lesbos und auch an andere EU-Außengrenzen. Wir, das ist das Netzwerk Welcome to Europe, w2eu.

Bei unseren Reisen hatten wir das Glück geflüchtete Filmemacher*innen kennenzulernen. Sie erzählen mit ihren Kameras ihre eigene Geschichte in ihrer prekären und unmenschlichen Situation und damit auch von ihren Kämpfen und ihrem Mut.

5.8. ab 21Uhrzeigen wir den Film MIDNIGHT TRAVELER von Hassan Fazili und Familie. Die Familie hat drei Jahre lang ihre Flucht aus Afghanistan dokumentiert und daraus einen sehr beeindruckenden Film erstellt. Der Film ist mit englischen Untertiteln.

Hassan Fazili und seine Familie
werden anwesend sein.

6.8. ab 21 Uhr zeigen wir die FilmeTHE REMAINS- nach der ODYSSEE von Nathalie Borgers. In diesem Film geht es um das Schicksal von Geflüchteten, denen die Flucht über das Mittelmeer nicht geglückt ist und um die unermesslichen seelischen Wunden der Hinterbliebenen.

In einem zweiten Teil zeigen wir eine kurze Dokumentation über das w2eu MEMORIAL in Thermi, 2019,Lesbos. In Thermi haben wir vor 6 Jahren ein Memorial für die Toten an den europäischen Grenzen errichtet und fahren dort jedes Jahr wieder zum Gedenken an die Verstorbenen hin.

Zu Gast an diesem Abend ist Muhammad al Kashef.

7.8. ab 21 Uhr zeigen wir A TENT OF FRIENDSHIP von Sayed Ahmadi Ebrahimi und noch andere KURZFILME von jungen Filmemacher*innen, die noch immer in Griechenland ausharren und ihre Situation dokumentiert haben. Manchmal auf lustige Art und Weise, aber auch mal als  Dokumentation einer Situation.

Via Internet werden wir versuchen zwei der Filmemacher*innen zu uns nach Hamburg zu holen, um mit ihnen ins Gespräch zu kommen. Auch werden wir einen kurzen Abriss über die aktuelle Situation in Griechenland geben.

Wir freuen uns sehr mit diesen Filmen ihre Geschichten, ihren Mut und ihre Kraft nach Hamburg bringen zu können.

w2eu Hamburg

Wir danken dem Zentrum für Mission und Ökumene und der Stiftung NUE für die finanzielle Unterstützung, der ALTEN SCHULE Niendorf und dem Verein Wir für Niendorf, für den Ort und der Stadtteilinitiative Hamm für die Leinwand und Technik.

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"The olive tree and the old woman" zu besuch in Hamburg

english below

Eine Geschichte geschrieben im hotspot Moria auf der Insel Lesvos, von Parwana Amiri, eine 16 jährige Afghanin , und gezeichnet von Marily Stroux eine 69 jährige Griechin, ist in Hamburg angekommen.

Es ist das Gespräch zwischen eine alte afghanische Frau und den Oliven baum untern dem sie in ihre zeit mit ihre Familie leben muss.

http://lesvos.w2eu.net/2020/03/22/pixi-the-olive-tree-and-the-old-woman/

Eine Woche lang haben kinder beim workshop Talent Campus über die Geschichte geredet und dann daraus eigen Bilder gemalt und verarbeitet.

die Kunstwerke werden ausgestellt in der neue pop up Galery der Künstergruppe pART of Us am Tibarg 21, ab heute 18 Uhr und können käuflich erworben werden.

Die Einahmen gehen an Parwana Amiri für die WAVES OF HOPE selbstorganisierte schule .

for our english speakers:

the Olive tree and the old woman came on visit in Hamburg, A children's art workshop , took place for 5 days, with the subject of the book, and the kids painted their own art works that are now sold to collect money for Parwana for the waves of hope school

Please call 112! A Letter from Parwana Amiri from Greece

You have to cross kilometers to reach the shore. You take the life vests from your back pack and give them to your children to wear. You know that they will not rescue them from the angry sea. Yet seeing them on your children’s body, somehow, calms your heart.

More than ever before, fear grips your pounding heart, the terrible fear of losing your children. Yet, you still want to get your children on the boat. You know they may lose their lives in the sea, but even that death in the sea is much better than to dying under the daily blasts of bombs and gunfire.

The boat is ready to move towards the island and, in there, there is you, with your family, with  many others. It is hard to even find a place to sit. Your shelter is the sky and your floor is the boat.

Everybody is crying, your  son is pleading to go back home. You just hug him.

Waves are beating onto the boat. Anxiety grips you. It was you that had to put your children in the boat where death might be waiting. Many of the children around you are at the brink of tears, but their mothers silence them. You avoid looking at the angry sea, trying not to lose your courage, to help your friends and your family feel strong and hopeful.

The waves are getting higher and higher. The emergency lamp in your heart turns on! Everybody is shouting and you just pray the boat moves on further so that no coast guard can arrest you or turn you back. For there is no way back for you.

The weather is cold and the moon seems so sad against the dark sky. The children are counting the stars to pass the time. But the time does not pass, even the seconds becomes long. You keep your eyes upon the island`s lights, in the distance, where you think you can find hope, safety and be granted your right!

It becomes more and more scary as the waves are getting higher and higher. Everyone is shouting.  It has been five hours that you are in the sea and no one knows what can happen to the boat. Its engine sounds bad and everybody`s life is in danger. The boat is out of control and is losing the way. The shore seemed so close, you just want to arrive.

The water is coming into the boat and everybody`s clothes get wet.

Women are crying and men are trying to empty the water from the boat.

There is nothing to empty the water with and they are trying with their shoes.

The waves are getting bigger and bigger and the water keeps pouring in. No way to stop it. Everyone is crying for help. “Does anyone know the emergency number to call?” you ask. But there is no phone on.

-Please hurry up! Turn your phones on!

-We cannot wait more than half hour!

-We are lost!

-Mine is on now, whom should I call? Anyone can tell me whom I should call?

-Please call 112!

Parwana Amiri.

Letters from Refugees to the World No:7

Europe must act!

Congratulations to European committee , European comminicated, European commission , European union and European citizens for your 70^th anniversary of alliance!

But we are not able to celeberate and participate in your jubilation , as your decomposition has left us behind with all difficulties in an unbearable condition alone.

However , we live in the same land as many other European citizens, in one of European union memebers ( Greece ) but we have never thought we will face with such a fate that dignity lose its meaning and the word of freedom become ignore .

12 golden stars in your flag sorrounded our life and prisoned our freedom.

27 members of european country kept silent , however we are calling for help.

Our children are suffering hunger and we are all under an absoloute deprivaation of having peaceful and normal life, access to education and all what a normal citizen can have it.

Dinghy maybe is a noun but we put our lives on that and came here , the ones who lose their lives are just numbers ,that are counted by coast guards and authorities.

When all Europen union members are responsible against a crisis , then why are we alone ?

Why our lives are becoming toys of an economical game?

Not our lives,but locals life should be impacted by unknown politicians games, neither!

We are not the only group of residents  suffering all these problems, we know that locals are also one of the most impacted groups of residents living in the same country , that economy is more important than ,value of humans life and dignity of people.

It doesn´t matter if we live in the roads , under tent , in hotels , constructed buildings, containers or even homes .

Castle is prison , when you don´t have freedom.

When I was at school in our books , freedom was an unseparated part of Europe , that was always togather with it, but what I experience here is totally different than what I learned before.

Freedom is just an adjective for Europe, but not its essance.

In order to achieve a peaceful life , we escaped from our countries and our homes.

But in this way we lost our dignity.

If we are in prisons , If we are in danger , If we are in need , If we are in deprivation

Europe must act!

If we are trapped ,If we are vulnerable ones , If we are forced in silence, If we are treated diffrently Europe must act!

If we are all totally alone , If we are all far away, If we are struggling, If we are asylum seekers Europe must act!

If we are human beings, If we lost our dignity ,I f we lost our respect, If we live like prisoners 

Europe must act !

Europe must as our problems are an unseparated part of Europe.

Europe must act as if we lose our dignity, Europe will either lose it.

Parwana Amiri 

Letters from Refugees to the World No:6 Evacuate us from closed camps!

Voice of Unaccompanied minors

Letters from Refugees to the World

No:6

Evacuate us from closed camps!

Moria Hotspot-  c: Ahmad Ebrahimi

Normally, 24 million kilowatts potential energy exists in a person`s body. This amount of energy can supply the electricity of a small town for one week.

But I repress,  stifle, waste all that energy, because of psychological problems every day. I am one among hundreds of unaccompanied minors who live in one of the most crowded refugee camps of Europe.

Here is Moria camp overcrowded with thousands of persons from every region of the world, with different backgrounds, different experiences, different mentalities. This diversity and complexity make the living conditions for hundreds of unaccompanied minors, be it boys or girls, physically and psychologically harder and harder.

A simple summer tent for shelter seems a dream for us. We have passed many days sleeping in the road. Instead of having access to useful education, we are learning how to steal, to use drugs, to trick the girls. And every day, we make plans how to get out of this prison.

I am an unaccompanied minor, who covered thousands of kilometers over deserts and borders to come to Europe. The sky was like my father and the ground was my mother. I passed the distances, counting stars, lonely and dreaming of a bright future.

I came here in order to have a brighter future, but what is happening to me and the other minors like me, is that we are  losing our hopes and our future looks dark.

I have lived here in fear -- fear of losing my way, my courage, my goals and of becoming trapped by male wolves. So I prefer to live in the road instead of living with single men around.

Eine Kampagne für das Zusammenkommen zwischen Griechenland und Deutschland getrennter Familien

FÜR DAS RECHT ZUSAMMEN ZU SEIN!

Seit dem 18.März 2020 werden auf dem Blog von infomobile.w2eu.net Geschichten von geflüchteten Familien dokumentiert, die getrennt in Griechenland und Deutschland leben müssen, weil deutsche Behörden die Familienzusammenführung verweigern.

Die Kampagne hat symbolisch am 15.03.2020 begonnen, am Jahrestag der Wiederaufnahme der Dublin-Rückführungen nach Griechenland. Viele Länder des europäischen Nordens, insbesondere Deutschland, versuchen seitdem wieder Menschen nach Griechenland abzuschieben – und das trotz der anhaltenden systemischen Menschenrechtsverletzungen, die permanent dokumentiert werden.

Zugleich wurden die Möglichkeiten getrennter Familien zu ihren Liebsten in Deutschland nachzureisen gnadenlos eingeschränkt und immer neue Gründe gefunden, um Anträge auf Familienzusammenführung zu blockieren und abzulehnen. Seit teils mehreren Jahren sitzen daher tausende Familienangehörige in Griechenland fest, die teils seit Jahren getrennt leben von ihren Angehörigen, unseren Nachbarn und Freundinnen und von Kindern unserer Städte.

Aktuell bringt die Bedrohung der Covid-19-Pandemie nicht nur das öffentliche Leben zum Stillstand. Griechische Flüchtlingscamps, in denen hunderte vulnerable Personen dicht gedrängt zusammenleben müssen, ohne ausreichende Grundversorgung in allen Lebensbereichen, bergen ein besonders hohes Infektionsrisiko. Drei Camps auf dem griechischen Festland, Ritsona, Malakasa und Koutsoxero, sind inzwischen unter Quarantäne (Stand: 11.4.2020). Bis aus den hoffnungslos überfüllten „Hot Spots“ auf den griechischen Inseln die ersten Corona-Infizierten gemeldet werden ist aller Voraussicht nach nur eine Frage der Zeit.

Während im April und Mai rund 80.000 ErntehelferInnen aus Rumänien mit Charterflugzeugen auf hiesige Spargel- und Erdbeerfelder eingeflogen werden, dürfen nach zähem Ringen 50 (!) unbegleitete Minderjährige aus den EU-initiierten Katastrophen-Hotspots in Griechenland nach Deutschland einreisen.

Eine Chronologie der Ereignisse auf Lesvos seit dem 1.1.20

Wie 20.000 Flüchtlinge nur weg wollen und konservative Inselbewohner aber auch solidarische Menschen ebenfalls wollen, dass sie weiter reisen können aber aus sehr unterschiedlichen  Gründen.

1. Januar 2020

17.1.20: Nachts Auseinandersetzungen in Moria. Messerstechereien wegen Handys, mit mehreren Verletzten und 2 toten jungen Flüchtlingen. Die ungewisse Zukunft, die engen und schrecklichen Lebensbedingungen, führen zu mehr Aggressivität unter den jungen Männern.

Einer der jungen Toten war ein Überlebender vom Schiffsunglück im Juni 2019.

6.1.20: Selbstmord von einem Iranischen jungen Mann, der in der Abschiebeabteilung in Moria eingesperrt war ohne medizinische Versorgung und ohne psychologische Betreuung.

Am nächsten Tag: Protest vieler Bewohner*innen  wegen des Selbstmords.

22.1.20: Ein Generalstreik wird ausgerufen von konservativen Politikern, Parteien, Geschäftsleuten, mit der Forderung „wir wollen unsere Inseln zurück“. Alle Geschäfte folgen dem Streik, Tausende sind auf der Strasse.

30.1.20: Demo von Frauengruppen aus Moria/Kara Tepe und Mytilini (Hafenstadt auf Lesvos) für Freedom of Movement (Bewegungsfreiheit).

31.1.20: Bürgermeister von Süd-Lesvos, Verros , schließt „Stage 2“ vom UNHCR vor Skala Sikaminias.

3.2.20: Demo von Flüchtlingen aus Moria in Mytilini, auch für Bewegungsfreiheit und die Erlaubnis, die Insel zu verlassen. Die Demo wird blockiert von MAT Einheiten, damit die Demonstrantinnen nicht in die Stadt hineinkommen. Tränengas wird sogar direkt auf Babys geschossen. Festnahmen von Medizinerinnen während der Behandlungen. Viele Verletzte.

Regierung kündigt Bau auf den Aegais Inseln von geschlossenen Zentren, für mindestens 5.000 Geflüchtete. Ausgewählte Orte werden angekündigt. angefangen bei einer Grenzmauer als Netz im Meer. Außerdem wird angekündigt:

Im Norden der Insel der Bau in einem Naturschutzgebiet, wo seit längerem ein Luxus Campingplatz geplant wird.

Zwischen Kaloni und Mytilini mitten im Wald wo Bäume abgeschnitten wurden um eine Schneise gegen Brände zu machen. Darunter sind Militäranlagen für den Fall, dass „der Türke“ angreift...

Kavathas bei Mantamados (eine linke Hochburg von Lesvos).

Überall Proteste und Dorf Versammlungen um den Widerstand zu planen.

Protest der Politiker und der Bevölkerung fängt an. Sie wollen nicht, dass die Inseln weiter zu Gefängnisinseln gemacht werden.

Forderung aller Politiker (viele selber ND): Alle Flüchtlinge sollten weg von den Inseln aufs Festland.

Der Bürgermeister von Süd Lesvos, Verros, kündigt Widerstand an und droht, sein Bürgermeisteramt abzugeben.

Letter from Ritsona Camp by Parwana Amiri.

Ritsona Camp under COVID-19 pressure

29/03/2020

For years, Ritsona Refugee Camp was the common house for almost nine hundred refugees. Today, the camp provides accommodation facilities for more than three thousands refugees from the islands, most of them are vulnerable. 

I am Parwana Amiri, one of these new arrivals, who could find peace, dignity, primary education, health care, entertainment and all that a human needs for a normal life, under one camp - Ritsona Refugee Camp. 

Life`s world changed here for us, people could get back their normal moral state. Communication became much stronger than what it was before. But we are all under a huge pressure of a common problem  - COVID-19 - that has a single solution: stay at home to keep your safety!

That is almost impossible when you are a part of more than four thousand people, and live in a common house with more than eight persons .

While all through the world, the rule is to stay at home temporarily, here it is just to stay in the camp, but it can not be logical while people are in a close contact with each other every single moment, without having any information about what it is going on throughout the world or ways of protecting themselves and their children. 

All organizations and NGOs are temporarily closed, as no one knows how long it will take to find a certain solution.  IOM and the medical organization are the only organizations who are still active and give primary services to people.

We all cook at home with the foodstuffs given for the first time by the authorities and with what we can find from internal shops of the camp.

Playgrounds of the camp are open and children still pass their days there. Fortunately we are lucky that our camp has not had any case of COVID-19(Coronavirus ) yet, but this virus does not have any borders and treats all equally.

WE ARE WORRIED 

Youths are the source of power anywhere, and here it is the same. Before that the lockdown started in the camp and all through Greece, the authorities started informing people about self-protection with resident community groups, but unfortunately they could not continue their programs.  After this, I started having some campaigns with the youths of my community, which was so positive and helpful for many as they transferred all the information that they learned during the campaigns and the posters we made.

But there is no rule and no one can keep the children at home. When there are no toys or entertainment at home, it is so hard for their mothers to control them. Children go out and have close contact with each other, and this is not safe for them.This is what doctors are afraid of.

Earth is in equality and this virus treats us all equally, but we are not treated equally yet.

For us, this camp is a common home. While you have to stay at home, we have to stay in the camp where there is no guarantee of health safety.

We are in such close contact with each other like closed chains. If one of us will have it, in less than one week half of the camp will become patients, and children will be the first victims .

THE CHAIN HAS BEEN BROKEN !

02/04/2020

What we were afraid of happened , an African pregnant woman after giving birth in Athens , got infected by Corona virus and after being in touched in the camp among 63 person , 20 positive results confirmed .

Quarantine started from today 02/04/2020. People are in panic and they are trying to keep their distace with African regions , that will not decrease the risk.

With this treat of other communities , African residents raised their cruise in the camp more than ever with slogans ( Africans have NO corona ).

However the Internation Organization for Migrants(IOM) one of the official actors of the camp announced that they will begin to distribute food baskets and hygiene kites to camp residents , adding that people would continue to have access to medicine but not clearly when whatever the residents prepare their food in the homes , they started buying what their necessities from internal shops of the camp , but most of people are not able to buy their necessities as the bank cashes that were going to receive on the beginning of this month ,delayed on 20^th of the month 

Close contact of people with each other , having no mask , less access of them to medicines they need as vulnerables is increasing the risk more than any time else.

14 days quarantine for residents from goverment and emphasized by active NGOs of the camp with sending messages to residents every moment . But still diferrent resons push the residents to go out and provides their necessities, mainwhile police started their activities to control the cruises of people in the camp.

As among of 63 person and 20 positive cases of disease , that were the ones with the most close contact with first case had no and symptomes of disease , but still the general tests from all residents have nor started yet , that shows any one can have it . But , the first condition that is ( having 1 or 2 meters distance ) has not seem between residents while being in qeues in the doctor or while shoping yet.

Play grounds become empty and families are trying to keep their children at home as much as possible , but living with 8 more person that are almost all vulnreable can not be safe for them.

This virus with such speed can difuse between people fast and easily.

Praying is the only thing they are facing to , almost all of the are trying to eat less and waiting to have the monthly bank cashes .

From behind the borders! A 1 letter from Parwana Amiri from Greece

Our life has been put in hands that are playing with us, as if we were dolls.

Today, we are controlled by politicians’ hands, as if we were puppets .

When our country was, and still is, under war, we had to leave it -- not for a better life but in order to just give the breathing right to our children .

When we start out from our countries whose soil has the color of  blood, a deep stamp seals our forehead. It reads: refugee. Struggling to wipe away that stamp, we may lose our dignity, our serenity, our honor and even the life of our families. When we put down our backpacks on any other land, there is no immediate shelter for us .

Refugee -- what a hard word this is.

Today, we ceise to be subjects. We become objects “for sale”! We are waste, and we are treated as garbage.

We lost our countries because of  the direct interventions of those same countries that, now, are kicking us back. 

Stop those interventions and you will no longer have to tolerate us and our children.

We tolerated bombs and guns. But we couldn’t tolerate witnessing the fire that was burning our children’s dreams. So we put all our life in a backpack and carried it in our backs.

When we leave our homes longing for shelter in another country, we wish to accept that new land as our own, look after it as our birthplace and respect its residents. Unfortunately, when we step onto any country, its people look at us and our children as wretched strangers, not looking for safety, but threatening their income, their jobs, their culture.

When they treat us as personal property and push us back from their countries, when they cannot get the price they demand to keep us, we have to pass thousands of kilometers holding our wife’s and children’s hands like migratory birds.

Will our children get tired ?

Will we face the death of our children?

Will  the dignity of our women, our daughters, our sisters, our mothers be lost in the exchange for safety.

We know all of these threats that menace us. Yet, there is no remedy, we must continue .

When the best choice becomes death or the security of eternal after-life, it means there is no hope and everything has ended.

Today we stand at a point of time that instead of the sound of school bells, our children’s ears are assaulted by the sounds of gunshots. And there is no path for us to retreat.

 To safeguard our children’s right to life, we faced the sea and crossed the desert. Yet, no one wants to put themselves in our shoes .

It is not above our strength to face the angry sea without a life vest as long as our hopeful eyes can discern the shore that will deliver us from death to life. But our strength abandons us, despair envelops us when, getting close to the land, we see hundreds of angry eyes void of sympathy, mouths which cruelly shout at us “ Go back to your country.”

To kill us, in an instant, might be better than those words which are like knives turning in our heart. Who can imagine our pain, when our hopes to find a place in the sun, by crossing those borders, are crushed by those eyes on the shore which greet us as enemies, ready to unleash their violence on us. 

What would be your pain if you watched your child faint attacked by teargas and chemical substances with you unable to find even a little water to give him?

How would you feel if you passed your nights, in the severest winter cold, without any blanket or warm clothes to protect you, while the police pass their nights in providence?

How would you feel if, after a trip of seven hours in a boat, you begged for help to get out, but you were met, instead, with angry shouts  full of hate, yelling: ”Go back from where you came! Enough is Enough!”?

We escaped from death’s mouth.

We escaped from war.

We put our life in danger and came.

Can you put yourself in our shoes ?

Do you have this courage?

Courage is not to lash out at the homeless!

Courage is to put yourself in the place of those who are seeking their right around the world.

You separate yourself from us with borders.

Borders ...

What have we done to be separated from you?

Border means fence. Border separates. 

Border means prison and being prisoner. 

Border stands against nature, against the very miracle of our creation. 

No one is illegal nowhere !

Freedom of movement is for all !