{"id":278,"date":"2011-06-14T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2011-06-14T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","slug":"","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/?p=278","title":{"rendered":"Reaching the Syrians trapped on &#8216;the other side&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<a href=\"http:\/\/livewire.amnesty.org\/2011\/06\/16\/reaching-the-syrians-trapped-on-the-other-side\/langswitch_lang\/az\/\">Reaching<br \/>\nthe Syrians trapped on &#8216;the other side&#8217;<\/a>\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nBy Neil Sammonds, Amnesty International&rsquo;s Syria researcher.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nHaving been continually frustrated in my attempts to meet<br \/>\ndisplaced Syrians on both sides of the border with Turkey, I decided the only<br \/>\nway to find out about their situation was to somehow reach them myself.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nAlong with the 8,500 refugees staying in camps on the<br \/>\nTurkish side, to whom access is forbidden for Amnesty International, I was told<br \/>\nthere are thousands of Syrians camped just beyond the border living in<br \/>\ndesperate conditions. This is where I would attempt to go.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nI&rsquo;ve seen countless Syrian men and boys scrambling down to<br \/>\n&ldquo;the other side&rdquo; of the border from my position in Guvecci village, Turkey.<br \/>\nThis time, I follow them.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nI loop an imposing Turkish security outpost a few hundred<br \/>\nmetres south of Guvecci and pursue, at a distance, some Syrian teenagers.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nThis involves climbing a hill, crossing a couple of fields<br \/>\nand dashing through bushes and woods, including a couple of sprints that would<br \/>\nhave been in clear view of anyone manning the outpost. Then, it&rsquo;s all downhill.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nIt&rsquo;s all Turkish territory and there are no signs to show I<br \/>\nam doing anything wrong, so I keep going until I come to a road crossing my<br \/>\npath.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nThe sprightly lads ahead jog along the road to a small break<br \/>\nin the bushes on the other side. A rusty gate lies on the floor. I follow,<br \/>\nstand beside the gate and survey the scene along the border.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nScores of tents are scattered along the edges of farmland<br \/>\nand woods. They stretch a mile or so further south; it&rsquo;s said they continue for<br \/>\nmiles further north in a ribbon of land hugging the border.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nThere are vehicles, motorcycles and huddles of people<br \/>\nsitting under and around fruit trees. One woman is sitting on the earth,<br \/>\nslumped forward with her head in her hands.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nThey are grateful to the Turks across the border, who have<br \/>\nbeen smuggling them much-needed supplies.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n&ldquo;We would all have died of hunger if it wasn&rsquo;t for the<br \/>\npeople of Guvecci,&rdquo; says Abu Ahmed, pointing to his family&rsquo;s makeshift tent<br \/>\nmetres from the border. It&rsquo;s obvious that there are no facilities anywhere: no<br \/>\nwater, electricity, toilet.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n&ldquo;The Turkish people send down bread and medicine. And the<br \/>\nowner of this field is a good man who lets us stay,&rdquo; says Abu Ahmed.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nHe introduces me to Abu Muhammad and Abu &lsquo;Abdu &ndash; for<br \/>\nsecurity reasons all prefer not to give their full names. They are agricultural<br \/>\nworkers in their twenties from villages near the town of Jisr al-Shughur.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nThey, along with others who then approach me, repeat many of<br \/>\nthe stories I have heard in the past few days.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nThey tell me the water supply has been poisoned. And that<br \/>\nthe body of Basel al-Masri, a shopkeeper and enthusiastic participator in<br \/>\npeaceful protests in Jisr al-Shughur, was returned with three lethal bullets in<br \/>\nit. Snipers from the security forces fired at those returning from his funeral.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nThe camp-dwellers also say that that army tanks, based on<br \/>\nthe edge of Jisr al-Shughur, had shelled houses, while livestock was killed and<br \/>\ncrops burnt.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nAnother group of people tell me that 100 people from the<br \/>\nvillage of Freykah were taken away four days ago to a detention centre. No one<br \/>\nhas seen them since.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nWomen from the more distant town of Ma&rsquo;aret al-Nu&rsquo;man, two<br \/>\nholding babies, tell me of men who have disappeared. Another woman tells me<br \/>\nabout a young man called Isma&rsquo;il, who was shot in the back and head during a<br \/>\nprotest in her village. Around 20 people from Jisr al-Shughur told me they had<br \/>\nheard about the sexual abuse of several girls by members of the security forces<br \/>\nor Shabiha (regime-backed militiamen), but didn&rsquo;t want to mention the names of<br \/>\nthe families concerned.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nSuddenly, there is a commotion and people talk quickly among<br \/>\nthemselves. The Turkish officer considered the strictest has started his shift.<br \/>\nI should go. I scamper across the road, up and around the hillside and puff and<br \/>\nsweat my way back to Guvecci.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<a href=\"http:\/\/livewire.amnesty.org\/2011\/06\/16\/reaching-the-syrians-trapped-on-the-other-side\/langswitch_lang\/az\/\">Reaching<br \/>\nthe Syrians trapped on &#8216;the other side&#8217;<\/a>\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nBy Neil Sammonds, Amnesty International&rsquo;s Syria researcher.\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\nHaving been continually frustrated in my attempts to meet<br \/>\ndisplaced Syrians on both sides of the border with Turkey, I decided the only<br \/>\nway to find out about their situation was to somehow reach them myself.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":35,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-278","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/278","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/35"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=278"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/278\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=278"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=278"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dchrs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=278"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}