Untold Stories from Iraq
Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 11:09 am
It seems in the last few weeks we have had a influx of "Hate America First" stories here. I wanted to start a thread on some of the good things going on over in Iraq with stories from people who lived there before and after the fall of the "Butcher of Bagdad" Saddam Hussain.
We seem (or choose) to forget what was going on over there prior to 9/11 and after.
Let's hear from the oppressed peoples that were living under this loose cannon, that was possibly a threat to our national security. Why do I say threat?
Just look at how he was thumbing his nose at UN inspections. How he defied UN resolutions time after time. I forget how many but 1 is too many.
That is not my point here. We are there. We have liberated millions from a cruel dictator and I want to spread their word.
I invite anyone who has a story or stories about someone who was there before and after Saddam to add their story.
Thanx
Here is my first I will kick it off with:
I was born and raised in Kirkuk until I attended the University of Mosul. After graduating, I went back to Kirkuk, but under Saddam it was very difficult to live there. Saddam and the Ba'athist Party made it impossible for Kurds to live in Kirkuk. It was not possible to be comfortable under his regime because he hated the Kurds. There were many laws against us. We could not find work, we could not register with our Kurdish names, we could not give our children Kurdish names, and we were afraid for our safety.
In 1991, after the first war, there was an uprising against Saddam in Iraq. We liberated almost all the provinces. But Saddam fought back. Thousands of people ran away from Kirkurk to Erbil. We left in two cars, with my family and neighbors. As we were driving, Saddam's men were shooting at us from helicopters. My father swerved as he drove to avoid their fire. We escaped the helicopters, but were ambushed by Saddam's personal soldiers.
They shot our car with machine guns and RPGs. Our car burst into flames. I had been shot in the shoulder. Many of my family members were killed.
Somehow, I managed to get out of the door - I had locked it, but maybe it was God, I got out. I thought I was the only one from my family alive. But later I found my younger brother and my father. My father had been shot three times. The soldiers came up and wanted to execute my father. My little brother and I cried on their boots. We begged them not to kill him. They let him go. We also found my grandmother - she was completely burned, but she was alive.
Thousands of Kurdish young men were killed by Saddam.
We returned to Kirkuk. When Saddam took control of Kirkurk again, we fled to Erbil, in the Kurdish safe haven. We were free. But my heart was in Kirkurk.
I worked as an agronomist for 5 years and then worked for the United Nations for 7 years. When I heard that the Americans were coming to free Iraq I was very hopeful. I wanted to go home.
As soon as I heard that Kirkuk was free I went back. Before the Americans came, you could not say you were Kurdish or fly a Kurdish flag in Kirkuk. Now you can be proud to be a Kurd in Kirkurk. It is wonderful to say who you are and not be afraid and it is wonderful to look towards rebuilding my home and my community.
Kirkuk is now a good place to live. There are good relations between the Arabs and Kurds and other groups. People have always co-operated and now that Saddam is gone, we can co-operate again.
The problems are not with the people in Kirkuk but from the outside. People are coming from other places and making problems for us. They do not want a free city. So it is very hard to create a new community because for 35 years Saddam pushed us down and now people are not sure what to do, but we want to try together.
In July, I came to the United States to learn about democracy to help my country and my community. I had not heard about democracy in Kirkuk, but heard a little about it in Kurdistan. So to learn more I have met with Senators, Mayors, and Congress and had lessons in democracy. It is very new to me, but I really like it. I think it is very important because every citizen has the same level of rights. The person in the street has the same rights as the President. And, the government is for the people and the people are all the same. I want to build that in my home. I want it to work in Iraq and I want to teach the people about what I have learned here in the United States about democracy and a free society.
I have met with many Americans since arriving and they have all been so nice and friendly. They make me feel very welcome. Some have said that they feel guilty for what has happened in Iraq, but I say there is no reason for guilt, we have more safety now and are much happier. I think we share the same feelings of excitement and nervousness about the future but I know it will be much better.
For 35 years Saddam pushed us down. He forced me to leave my home and my community to find safety. But now, we have been given freedom for the first time. It is all new and feels like a dream. We have a new government who I think is good and who promises to do great things. We can live and work and learn and hope.
So I want to thank Americans for the gift of democracy and freedom that you have given us.
We seem (or choose) to forget what was going on over there prior to 9/11 and after.
Let's hear from the oppressed peoples that were living under this loose cannon, that was possibly a threat to our national security. Why do I say threat?
Just look at how he was thumbing his nose at UN inspections. How he defied UN resolutions time after time. I forget how many but 1 is too many.
That is not my point here. We are there. We have liberated millions from a cruel dictator and I want to spread their word.
I invite anyone who has a story or stories about someone who was there before and after Saddam to add their story.
Thanx
Here is my first I will kick it off with:
I was born and raised in Kirkuk until I attended the University of Mosul. After graduating, I went back to Kirkuk, but under Saddam it was very difficult to live there. Saddam and the Ba'athist Party made it impossible for Kurds to live in Kirkuk. It was not possible to be comfortable under his regime because he hated the Kurds. There were many laws against us. We could not find work, we could not register with our Kurdish names, we could not give our children Kurdish names, and we were afraid for our safety.
In 1991, after the first war, there was an uprising against Saddam in Iraq. We liberated almost all the provinces. But Saddam fought back. Thousands of people ran away from Kirkurk to Erbil. We left in two cars, with my family and neighbors. As we were driving, Saddam's men were shooting at us from helicopters. My father swerved as he drove to avoid their fire. We escaped the helicopters, but were ambushed by Saddam's personal soldiers.
They shot our car with machine guns and RPGs. Our car burst into flames. I had been shot in the shoulder. Many of my family members were killed.
Somehow, I managed to get out of the door - I had locked it, but maybe it was God, I got out. I thought I was the only one from my family alive. But later I found my younger brother and my father. My father had been shot three times. The soldiers came up and wanted to execute my father. My little brother and I cried on their boots. We begged them not to kill him. They let him go. We also found my grandmother - she was completely burned, but she was alive.
Thousands of Kurdish young men were killed by Saddam.
We returned to Kirkuk. When Saddam took control of Kirkurk again, we fled to Erbil, in the Kurdish safe haven. We were free. But my heart was in Kirkurk.
I worked as an agronomist for 5 years and then worked for the United Nations for 7 years. When I heard that the Americans were coming to free Iraq I was very hopeful. I wanted to go home.
As soon as I heard that Kirkuk was free I went back. Before the Americans came, you could not say you were Kurdish or fly a Kurdish flag in Kirkuk. Now you can be proud to be a Kurd in Kirkurk. It is wonderful to say who you are and not be afraid and it is wonderful to look towards rebuilding my home and my community.
Kirkuk is now a good place to live. There are good relations between the Arabs and Kurds and other groups. People have always co-operated and now that Saddam is gone, we can co-operate again.
The problems are not with the people in Kirkuk but from the outside. People are coming from other places and making problems for us. They do not want a free city. So it is very hard to create a new community because for 35 years Saddam pushed us down and now people are not sure what to do, but we want to try together.
In July, I came to the United States to learn about democracy to help my country and my community. I had not heard about democracy in Kirkuk, but heard a little about it in Kurdistan. So to learn more I have met with Senators, Mayors, and Congress and had lessons in democracy. It is very new to me, but I really like it. I think it is very important because every citizen has the same level of rights. The person in the street has the same rights as the President. And, the government is for the people and the people are all the same. I want to build that in my home. I want it to work in Iraq and I want to teach the people about what I have learned here in the United States about democracy and a free society.
I have met with many Americans since arriving and they have all been so nice and friendly. They make me feel very welcome. Some have said that they feel guilty for what has happened in Iraq, but I say there is no reason for guilt, we have more safety now and are much happier. I think we share the same feelings of excitement and nervousness about the future but I know it will be much better.
For 35 years Saddam pushed us down. He forced me to leave my home and my community to find safety. But now, we have been given freedom for the first time. It is all new and feels like a dream. We have a new government who I think is good and who promises to do great things. We can live and work and learn and hope.
So I want to thank Americans for the gift of democracy and freedom that you have given us.