Today, yesterday, the day before, every day … I try to leave for Italy. waiting for a truck, waiting for a chance. climbing inside, hiding. in the end always the same: the driver finds me, the komando finds me. somebody always finds me. then I have to leave the truck again and escape. I think of my friends who are in Italy now, in Sweden, in Autriche… in Europe. And I am still here. My family tells me to go on trying. they say everybody else arrived in better places. Greece is a bad place for you. Yes, it is bad for me. And for everybody. So I go on trying.
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To everyone who doesn’t know:
schengendangle is the Blog of people like me, who come to Europe with the hope to finaly escape and find a new home. We are refugees trying to reach the less worse country, the one where we have a chance to get asylum. To achieve that, we are forced to cross the external borders of Europe and the internal ones. We cannot travel on the normal way like a tourist. We don’t have passports. In this world we have to travel in the darkness, in small dinghies, hidden inside and under lorries and by whatever means you might think of or you might not imagine at all. We cannot relax for one moment. We will not arrive if we fear the road. We have to focus on our goals, we have to achieve them. We travel uncomfortable and dangerous. I don’t intent to complain about my problems. This Blog is the attempt to fight back against inequalities by telling our stories. The Schengen Treaty gives some people the possibility of free movement in Europe but for others it makes it more difficult if not impossible to travel. It takes our human rights as people only because we are not European citizens. Dangle we call it when we hide underneath a lorry, between the tires – we the unseen of Europe. Some places are very difficult for us. The borders are more cruel at some points. We can try and try and try and get very tired, until we maybe succeed to cross. Patras, Igoumenitsa, Calais … and many more. It is where everyone of us has been. It is where we spend dark nights in the cold. It is where we doubt if we will ever be recognized as human beings.
