A testimony from Mahdi – Tent and Rain

A testimony from Mahdi, one of the people living in a tent in Aleppo countryside after the forced displacement out of #Ghouta
“In my city I had a home to shelter in, to protect me from these kinds of circumstances”

It was Tuesday 8th of may, that’s when our camp got swamped! It was very cloudy and the rain was getting heavier and heavier that’s what caused the ground beneath us to be very muddy then the rain got more heavy they started to pile up on top of the tents, and on the ground the water started to move like a river!
Then the water started to move inside the tent, we tried to keep our belongings out of the water’s reach, mattresses, blankets, we piled them up on top of each other and at the same time we’re still trying to empty the tent out of water by carrying it with whatever I find near me; I can’t really describe what was happening with words the water is going down heavily and I’m trying to empty the tent and worry about my family “I don’t want them to live any worse than they already have” then we started to feel the cold, the clothes we have on are very wet and also the ones inside the tent as well, most of the children were wearing summer clothes ( we weren’t prepared for the rain or such a cold weather as it was hot and the beginning of summer when the displacement started)
It’s now unbearable, we cant bare or handle what’s happening, we finally decided to move out of the camp while the conditions get a bit better, most of the people started doing the same, everyone who had a relative or a friend who has a house where they can spend that time there started to move out, it was for the people to get to proper houses because of high their prices are and we still haven’t been able to find a job so we have no income yet also the schools are full of other displaced people and they were already overcrowded , so I took my family and we went to one of the mosques an the area (which are used to shelter displaced people also)
I took my personal belongings with me (the ones I brought from Ghouta) and left everything else behind in the tent, we had to (forcibly) leave again I don’t know how many times we had to leave, I got tired of counting, we’re still in shock because of the displacement, I remembered when we used to leave under shelling from one place to the other, until the latter get hit again so we move and so on, now it’s the same process happening again, only for different reasons, I got back to the tent after a while to clean it up so I can bring my family back to it, most of our goods were damaged by the rain and became unusable, some just needed to be drayed out
All of the efforts towards solving this issue were individual efforts, there was no humanitarian/crisis response, the camp management promised us to make up for what we lost, and up until now I still haven’t gotten anything
What I want to say: “In my city I had a home to shelter in, to protect me from these kind of circumstances, I had to leave that home though in order to preserve my dignity, don’t make us regret our decision to leave, and let us preserve what we still have left of our dignity”
Aleppo countryside – eastern camp for the displaced people of Ghouta