Tag: bangladesh

We were a happy family: my parents, my sister and three brothers. Our happy time and our beautiful life passed normally. I went to kindergarten and school. I was eight years old. Then my mother died. She was very ill. My father is a teacher. He earned too little. The illness was: she always had to go to the toilet, diarrhoea. My father lived in another town. There was his work. My sister and we brothers were still too young to be alone. My sister’s name is Lina. My sister helped my mother. In Bangladesh there was no telephone at that time. We could not talk on the phone. Our neighbours were a little poorer. They did not help us. Continue reading “We’ve been a happy family”

I’ve been in Germany for two and a half years now. First I came to Germany for two months, then to France for two months and then back again. I come from Bangladesh, but I was already a refugee there. I have no family, but friends. My parents have been dead for five years. I have another sister who is younger than me. I had political problems in Bangladesh. When I was 14 years old. Continue reading “I have no family but friends”

I only went to primary school in Bangladesh. Then via India to Turkey, where I lived for five months. I speak Turkish quite well.

I’ve seen many countries. Bangladesh, India, Pakistan, Turkey, five months in Istanbul, later to Greece for two weeks. The police found us by boat, they had a big boat with a powerful engine. We’ve been locked up. We had to wait. The police said I have to sign something to document where I want to go. Continue reading “Religion doesn’t matter, everyone is equal before God”

My hometown was in Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh. I lived in the center of Dhaka and could easily reach the school and the city center. The important places like Dhanmondi and Shyamoli could be reached quickly by bus. There the people were very busy and had to get up early in the morning every day to reach their destination due to the traffic jams. Continue reading “I’ve been politically active”