My name is Vedat Encü
My name is Vedat Encü
My name is Vedat Encü
Is the Roboski village hearing a long knelling for us today?
34 graves will be opened side by side…
My father named me after Vedat Aydýn as he had loved him very much.
Although we had earlier moved to other places in search of a work, most of us eventually turned back to the village of Roboski. The illness of my father and my longing for my hometown made me get back to my village.
Math was my favorite lesson as solving those complicated problems was like gaining new hopes for the life to me. I was like solving the life in each question, not only the math. It was quite difficult to think in Kurdish while speaking and writing in Turkish but math problems were different as they you can solve them regardless of which language you speak. In short, I was good at maths.
I promised my mother a good life in a good house.
I was going to have a good job after the school and ensure a better living for my siblings as well.
I had earlier heard about Apé Musa’s book Brina Reþ (Black Wound), the story of a doctor who as a child of a poor family tried to save his family and his people…
What Apé Musa refers to with ‘Brina Reþ’ corresponds to the life struggle in our territory.
The “black wound” of the people here is the blood sweated by those who were slaughtered while earning their bread.
Slaughters which had spread over the country like malaria have targeted us as well, killing 34 people all at once. My story is also like the story of each of 34 people whose great hopes were destroyed by bombs…
This may annoy you but I have several words to say;
I demand justice, If the bombs that killed me didn’t kill the justice too…
Doesn’t everyone have the right to justice?
Or Should I apologize to the state because it has warted those huge, expensive bombs for killing me,
Should I thank the General Staff for not missing the target and for killing me!?
* Platform for Justice for Roboski publishes the life story of 34 people from the villages of Roboski and Gülyazý who were killed by bombs on 28 December, 2011. These stories which will be published for 34 days are also sent to the offices of President, Prime Minister, Ministry of Justice and Ministry of Internal Affairs via fax and mail. http://roboskiicinadalet.wordpress.com/ **Stories were written on the basis of true information about the villagers murdered in the bombing.
Is the Roboski village hearing a long knelling for us today?
34 graves will be opened side by side…
My father named me after Vedat Aydýn as he had loved him very much.
Although we had earlier moved to other places in search of a work, most of us eventually turned back to the village of Roboski. The illness of my father and my longing for my hometown made me get back to my village.
Math was my favorite lesson as solving those complicated problems was like gaining new hopes for the life to me. I was like solving the life in each question, not only the math. It was quite difficult to think in Kurdish while speaking and writing in Turkish but math problems were different as they you can solve them regardless of which language you speak. In short, I was good at maths.
I promised my mother a good life in a good house.
I was going to have a good job after the school and ensure a better living for my siblings as well.
I had earlier heard about Apé Musa’s book Brina Reþ (Black Wound), the story of a doctor who as a child of a poor family tried to save his family and his people…
What Apé Musa refers to with ‘Brina Reþ’ corresponds to the life struggle in our territory.
The “black wound” of the people here is the blood sweated by those who were slaughtered while earning their bread.
Slaughters which had spread over the country like malaria have targeted us as well, killing 34 people all at once. My story is also like the story of each of 34 people whose great hopes were destroyed by bombs…
This may annoy you but I have several words to say;
I demand justice, If the bombs that killed me didn’t kill the justice too…
Doesn’t everyone have the right to justice?
Or Should I apologize to the state because it has warted those huge, expensive bombs for killing me,
Should I thank the General Staff for not missing the target and for killing me!?
* Platform for Justice for Roboski publishes the life story of 34 people from the villages of Roboski and Gülyazý who were killed by bombs on 28 December, 2011. These stories which will be published for 34 days are also sent to the offices of President, Prime Minister, Ministry of Justice and Ministry of Internal Affairs via fax and mail. http://roboskiicinadalet.wordpress.com/ **Stories were written on the basis of true information about the villagers murdered in the bombing.
