Razan and Dyana (3/3)

Serbia – Hungary – Austria – Germany

When you get to the Hungarian border you fear that the police will take your fingerprints. Because according to the Dublin Regulation you have to stay in the country where you arrive first. So our fear was to be caught in Hungary.

So everybody starts looking for smugglers again. We had to pay them 400$ per person and we had to walk through the forest to the Hungarian border – at night. We had to wait in the cold for a day. Then the smugglers came and took the money.

So we had to trust a stranger and surrender him our soul.

At night time we walked through the forest, then they got us into a cab and they dropped us 15km before Budapest. So we had to walk again.

We stayed a couple of hours walking on the road, nobody stopped because no one want to get caught as an illegal. We knew another Syrian who was living in Budapest for a long time and we called him and he finally picked us up with his car.

He took us to a place that is run by a group of Syrian people. They gave us shelter until the next morning and then they took us in their cars to the train station. We wanted to take the train to Austria which is known as the safe land. When you get to Austria you get easily to Germany.

We had no problems in Austria and we took the train to Frankfurt, Germany. When we arrived there we called our contact and we stayed with him for two days. After that we went to Trier and my cousin got us in contact with Mr. James. He stayed at his house and Mr. James offered us to stay with him, too.

The most wonderful thing that happened to us in this journey is Mr. James!

The situation in the camp in Trier was very ugly, they had shared toilets and there were 10 people sleeping in one room.

So we didn’t stay and moved into Mr. James’ house.

We are permitted to stay in Germany for three years and then the government revisits after that time again and we can extend for another three years. We still feel like guests in Germany although we have the residency. Right now it’s like living in a dark room, you don’t know if you can stay in three years from now.

My (Dyana) family was bombarded in their house, 11 people were in there, luckily only minor injuries

After that they moved to Turkey. The life there is very hard for them. They are five family members and they want to get out. My sister is deaf and dumb, so she can’t hear or talk. She wants to come to Germany to see if the doctors can help her.

Now they are waiting for the weather to get better and then they will be able to come here. I (Dyana) can’t wait for my family to come here! But I’m afraid now because I know what they have to go through.

We do feel safe here in Germany but now our challenge is to get to this new community, new habits and customs. Coming from the East to the West means now getting familiar with everything. We need some time to get used to it. Syrians are very open-minded to everything. The extreme religious people are only 1% of the Syrian people.

Our teacher in our german language course tells us about the german habits and traditions. The german culture is very different from ours, we have to get familiar with it.

Now we have to try to get into this new atmosphere.

What we saw and who we interacted with germans are very friendly and open-minded and they helped us

Mr. James whole family supported us and they got us gifts. It means so much to us! We are very grateful for that! Even the teachers in school they treat us very friendly and they are very nice. They help us a lot.

My (Razan) first goal now is to learn the language. Because without knowing the language I won’t be able to work. We are also looking for a place to stay and we want to interact with people. I’m not sure yet what kind of job I would like to do. I want a job that helps me to support my family.

It’s a relief to talk about it. It’s good to know that we are not forgotten and that someone is interested in our story

More information

If you want to know more about Razan’s and Dyana’s life, check out Mr. James facebook page. He is writing a diary since they arrived!

 

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