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Showing posts with label Syrian Refugees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Syrian Refugees. Show all posts

Wednesday, 16 December 2015

What Syrian refugees bring to the table






It's a sad fact -the bullies always get more attention than the bullied.  When we talk about oppressive regimes, or war-torn countries, the people are often the B or C story.  So when we do talk about, say, Syrian refugees, it's in the context of ISIL, or Assad, or war in general.  They are refugees, they are potential terrorists - we view them through the frame of the bully first, rather than focusing on their own narratives.

Back in 2001 while backpacking through Europe, I spent a fair bit of time in the former Yugoslavia making friends and hearing stories.  One story stands out in particular - a couple of English teachers talked about being students when war broke out, and how it slowly creeped into their lives.  They were doing their homework, thinking about the things they wanted to do, the boys that annoyed or intrigued them; the war was an over there thing until one day, a bomb exploded near their homes and blew out their windows.  

The main thing they wanted me to take away - we aren't war people, they said.  We're people.  We want good jobs, and families, and to enjoy our friends.  We didn't want the war and while it has shaped us, it doesn't define us.

It's no different where Syrian refugees are concerned.

We can choose to look at them as victims, or as representatives of a society at war, or as being somehow associated with ISIL - but is that how they define themselves?  What are we losing out if we choose not to understand these new Canadians for what they have to offer as well as what they have lost?

At its best, Canada is an incubator of ideas, solutions, culture.  At it's best, Canada represents the confluence of the best from everywhere else, a salad club of opportunity.

It's easy to forget this latent potential when we focus on what we have to lose.

Thank you to the TSO, Jeff Melanson Kinan Azmeh for reminding us that our humanity is something we have in common, and that in welcoming new Canadians we all have much to gain.


Wednesday, 9 December 2015

Ways to Help Syrian Refugees (by Zareen Muzaffar)


Zareen Muzaffar is a young journalist with a passion for story-telling.  She has become both a partner and an inspiration on the #WelcomeHomeTO project. She's working on a really cool story-compilation project that I know you're going to love!

Here are some tips she has for those looking to welcome Syrian Refugees as new Canadians but not sure where to start:



Wish to help the Syrian refugees?

According to the latest article in Toronto Star, Syrian refugees will begin arriving in Canada by mid-December. The federal government said this week that Canada could welcome as many as 50,000 refugees by the end of 2016, including those who are being privately sponsored.

What can we, as Canadian citizens, do to make the transition easy for the Syrian refugees? What’s required at this time is a better dialogue between the government and settlements agencies. WelcomeHomeTO aims to promote and maintain a culture of openness where the newcomers feel welcome.

Those who wish to assist in helping Syrian refugees can contribute in different ways. Here are some ways you can help make the transition smoother for the refugees arriving in different parts of Canada.

LifeLine Syria: This community engagement initiative plans to actively participate in Canada’s commitment to resettle Syrian refugees. They aim to help recruit, train and assist sponsoring groups over the next two years to welcome and support refugee families during their first year in the GTA. LifeLine Syria also plans to work with the Syrian community in the GTA to ensure that they help shape and participate in this initiative. For more information visit their website or read their plan of action here.

GTA Refugee Assistance Hub: This group was created to help people find/supply donations of clothes, household goods and other immediate needs and required services for Syrian refugee families arriving in Toronto. All members are welcome to post requests/offers for items, questions, offers of time/skills, etc.

In-Kind Donation Collection: Located right by the subway station (Dundas West), this center has 21 Certified Information and Referral Specialists and five Arabic speaking staff members. They hope to receive winter clothing, bedding, kitchen ware, computers among a range of other necessities. For more information, visit their page here.

The Clothing Drive: What started out as a post on Facebook quickly turned into a national campaign for donations. The Clothing Drive collects clothes, organizes them and delivers the packages to the incoming Syrian families. They describe their inititave as, “This drive is a "Room for More" initiative on behalf of several sponsorship groups. The mandate is simple: collect clothes and only clothes for the soon to arrive Syrian Refugees.While the immediate need is for winter clothing and outerwear - we will accept clothing for all seasons”. Join their group on Facebook  here.

Save a Family from Syria: The First Unitarian Congregation of Toronto has partnered with the Muslim Association of Canada(MAC) and specifically their Masjid Toronto to work together to bring families to Toronto and settle them into a new life here in Canada. Volunteers can sign up on the website. You can also read stories on their webpage here.


Thursday, 26 November 2015

How #WelcomeHomeTO can help avoid this



If you live in Toronto and are interested in supporting the sponsorship and settlement of Syrian Refugees, you might be interested in this presentation by the Arab Community Centre of Toronto  (ACCT) happening December 2nd between 7:45 and 9:45 pm.

Of course, you might be interested in attending this presentation on the Syrian Refugee Crisis: Policy Options & Implications for Canada.  It's also happening December 2nd, between 7pm and 9pm.

You obviously can't do both though; they're happening at different places in town at the same time.

Competition is all well and good, but when we're looking at a national project, you want to maximize the opportunities, information and capacity for collaboration everywhere you can.  Having two related events happening at the same time is something that can and ideally should be avoided.

Did the two organizing teams know they were looking at the same time and space, and would end up competing for each other's attention?  I imagine not.

Could they have been?  Could whoever booked second have found out there was another related event happening at the same time on the same day and potentially picked a different time to book their event?

Can the people attending both events proactively share input and thoughts through a shared platform - or different platforms, but still have everything aggregated in one place?

You can see why something like the WelcomeHomeTO page at Shape My City could be useful.

Tuesday, 17 November 2015

Sales, Terrorism and A Place to Belong

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"Do you have a second?  I'd love to get to know you!"

Not something you'd expect to hear from a stranger on a sidewalk as the dark and chill of a fall evening settles upon the town.

The voice belonged to a bright-eyed, brilliantly smiled young woman, beautiful in a wholesome way. How could you say no?  How could you reject that extended beam of warmth and light as the cold lonely shadows of winter creep around you?

I offered her a light smile and shook my head no.  "I'm late for a meeting", I said.

"No worries!" came the cheery reply.  "Maybe when you come back."

The young woman in question was one of the amazing street marketers collecting donations and direct-withdrawal partners for Because I Am A Girl.  The agency they work for is a model anyone looking to hustle for donations should look to - from hiring to scripting to training to presentation, their team knows exactly how to hook in their targets.

My event was a Why Should I Care chat about Syrian Refugees.  How many should come to Canada? What concerns should we have about screening and whatnot?  What's really happening on the ground there - and what is the process involved for settling a New Canadian from a completely different cultural context?

Part and parcel of this conversation - especially in light of the Paris attacks - is the threat of terrorists sneaking in with a mandate to terrorize our society and destroy the fundamental freedoms that make us Canadian.  

And you can't talk about terrorism without touching on radicalization.

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While our economy runs on money and we in the West tend to look at the world as a series of accounts rather than a societal system, the best salespeople will tell you that value is a personal thing that must be thoroughly understood if you want to close a deal.  Facts tell stories sell.  Don't tell me why I should care about a service, or product, or cause - tell me about why it matters to me.

Largely, this comes down to two things - a sense of empowerment and a sense of belonging.

Yes, there's the stuff you need - shelter, food, some comfort to make the days pass a bit more easily - but beyond all this, there's the need for that something more.

Powerful wealthy people don't keep doing what they do so they can afford another car or beach condo in the Bahamas - they could retire and, if they manage their money well, have all the good stuff others only aspire to and be content to the end of their days.  

They do what they do because the status that comes with their actions matters.

Likewise, people don't join and stick with political parties for the policy - policy positions shift over time and, as have been widely commented, all parties tend to act within the same narrow policy window that appeals to non-base voters.  You need to throw some meat to the base now and again, clearly, but by and large they're there because being a conservative, a liberal or a NDPer is part of their personal identity.  

Same holds true for Leaf fans or band followers or any other social tribe - brand, the empowerment that comes with that brand and of course, the basic of being part of a community matters.

Whether it's at the top of the power totem pole or in the pages of history or on the 50 under 50 to watch list or a church group or a terrorist group, what matters most is a place to belong.

"Do you have a second?  I'd love to get to know you!"

You matter to me - I give you status.  I could be your conduit to the place where you belong.

Belonging - that sense of being a welcomed and desired part of a community - isn't a key part of how we do things in Canada.  We're all about the hustle, means-of-production style; I've got the place, you gotta prove to me you deserve access.  And it's all transactional.

Yet we recognize that status and belonging matter when it comes to sales; if we want to make a sale, the key frame and cues will be about that, not the product or service or cause.

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Part of the Centre for Social Innovation's secret sauce - the thing that has propelled it to the top of the co-working space paradigm and made it a model that is being copied around the world, with even government exploring its potential - is community, a place to belong.  What was Trudeau's winning line?  You can be part of the change through hope and hard work.  

Read anything about radicalization - it could be They Fight Like Soldiers, They Die Like Children or Friction or whatever.  At the base of the process are those two same things things that drive any sale - a sense of status and a place to belong.

A question raised at last night's WSIC chat - "what about the risk of these people bringing their culture in and taking over?"  It's a common undercurrent among anti-immigration arguments; they aren't part of this community and whatever they bring, be it bombs or barbaric practices, they are a threat.

They don't belong.

Imagine you are a first-generation Syrian Canadian.  Your parents, lacking Canadian Experience, have trouble finding work.  They start a business of some kind, but business itself fluctuates based on what's in the headlines.  On the news and in media, the only people who look like you are either bad guys or victims, but almost always rural and technologically backwards.  You have trouble finding work, but peers with the same (or less) education and experience than you do get ahead; none of them look like you.

The politicians say "terrorist" and speak of radicalization, and they know they're talking about you. On the subway, you feel the eyes of strangers assessing you as a threat.  

Your whole life, you've felt like you don't belong.  That you're unwanted, a cancer on society.  

Then a confident, clean-looking young man approaches you on the street.

"Do you have a second?  I'd love to get to know you!"  You matter to me - I give you status.  I could be your conduit to the place where you belong.

That's how it starts.  It could be a gang, it could be a recruiter for a terrorist group - but it doesn't have to be.

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Last week, I attended a chat with Dr. Curt Rhodes of Questscope.  He's a white American man who has lived and worked with disadvantaged people in Syria for more than 30 years.  Both his daughters have "Muslim" names.  During the conversation, I asked about the soft element of community integration - status and belonging. Rhodes painted a picture with words of a young family arriving on Canadian soil for the first time, confronted with a whole new world of sights, sounds, people and colours that simply aren't present where they come from. 

As someone who's spent some time as a stranger in strange lands, I knew the feeling.

Then, Rhodes asked us to imagine (taking into consideration cultural differences) that someone was there to meet you, embraced you like a neighbour and kissed you on the cheek, then picked up your children and did the same.

Imagine, in other words, that Syrian refugees fleeing the homeland that is a place of belonging no longer touched down in a strange place and were given status as welcomed neighbour right from the beginning.

"It's like we're old friends.  They want to hear about me, they value me - I could belong here."

We talked a bit about how digital tools could facilitate the integration process, how Apps like iamsick.ca could help find familiar foods and doctors who speak native languages.  I through out the idea of Jane's Walks of welcome and community barbeques.

All these things - they can happen, if we organize, I said.

"Inshallah", Curt said.

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Friends of mine - a married couple - are expecting their first child, a girl.  They are understandably excited.  They're going through the ritual of all expectant parents - getting bombarded with advice by family and friends, planning baby showers and visits and going through all the things they need to properly welcome their baby girl into the world.  

Part of that process is picking a name - conveying a form of status.  Who will their daughter be? What will be her name to the world, the thing that identifies both who she is and what her parents want her to represent?

Both parents are insistent on including a First Nations name, either as first or middle.  They have a lot of research to do and want to be respectful, but for them it's critical that their daughter reflect Canada's roots.  In some way, this is a way of giving status to a people who have consistently been devalued, stripped of status (in truly Orwellian status) and have been made to feel as outsiders on their traditional lands.

My friends are both New Canadians - he comes from Algeria, she from France.  Both embody, to me, what Canada is all about; the creation of community, a place of belonging.

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I don't have to ask if you're busy.  I know the answer to that one already.  Busy is our default these days - it's why we don't have time for each other.  We're too busy for friends, too busy to communicate with our employees, too busy to give time (especially unpaid time) to causes.  

A customer service rep in a store, smiling and chatty when you just want to browse.

A stranger on the street, struggling with English, stops to ask directions - sorry, no time.

A cold-call asking for help - or even someone we asked for help, but turns out not to have what we want (or in the way we want it).

The homeless man on the street.  

"I don't have a second.  I could care less who you are."  You don't matter.  You don't belong here.

Our social model has steadily become an unsocial model.  Transactions have edged out relationships. Sales has taken over from engagement, messaging has replaced communication and empathy - reaching out - has given way to selfishness.  It's Objectivism - the exact opposite of community.

Yet in times of tragedy, we still turn to community.  In times of optimism, we still turn to community.

When it matters, we still long for community, above all else.  We want to be recognized; we want to belong.

Those who are most susceptible to radicalization aren't poor, or uneducated - they are those who feel excluded.

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To me, Canada is an idea; at its best, this country is a social garden with space for everyone. Difference doesn't provide a threat to some standardized, impregnable Canada - that entity never existed.  Canada is ever-evolving, ever-adapting, ever adding new ingredients to the mix and becoming something greater as a result.

The idea of a wave of New Canadians settling on this soil with all the challenges and opportunities they bring is a gift that we can be prepared to accept.  

If we can find the time to get to know these New Canadians, they can get to know us.  Instead of risking apathy and radicalization, the furthering of silos, we can show the world a better way - a community of engagement.


It's not my Canada - it belongs to all of us.  We all grow it together.  In so doing, we create something stronger and more appealing than terrorist calls to burn the earth and live like kings on the ashes.


Thank you for taking the time to read this and get to know me a little better.

I'd love to hear from you, too.

How might we make this place to belong, together?



Tuesday, 8 September 2015

The Prison of War






Those tanks were coming up my street, past my home, and yet, I have no memories of seeing it in person. 

I've felt lost ever since. 



I crossed the Croatian/Bosnian border early in 2001.  I have clear memories of the slow ride up, the dark, snow-swept plain pock-marked by bomb craters.  At that time, the wreckage of vehicles still rested at the sides of the highway, the detrius of a recently-ended war.  I remember how scared I was to be pulled off the bus by a soldier with a firm grip on his rifle, though it ended innocuously enough.  The ride down to Sarajevo was equally tense - convoys of tanks and the feel of war was everywhere. Sarajevo itself was a shattered city; UN troops on the streets told me to avoid going near sewer grates and the like, in case there were still mines.


A week later, I was sitting in a cafe in Zagreb, talking about the impact of war on civilians with a couple of local English teachers.  They had been high school students during The War.  

"You must understand, we weren't 'war people"" they told me.  "We did our homework, we talked about boys, we led normal lives.  The war was over there, on the other side of the country.  Then it was in the next neighbourhood.  Then, the other street.  One day we were doing homework, and the fighting came to our street.  The window blew up and we hid under the table, crying; we couldn't pretend the war was somewhere else any longer."

As you might know, my grandfather is a World War II survivor.  He was Canadian airman, yet ended up in Buchenwald Concentration Camp.  For him, The War was something he fought, but also something he experienced from the other side.

I've only skirted the edge of war.  I have known and cared for people whose lives have been scarred by war; I've even been in places of conflict, both past and present.  Even with that minimal contact, I still have that odd feeling that living a normal life is a bit like inhabiting a movie, like it's somehow artificial.

Part of me wonders if this is a bit like how seasoned political operatives feel in the off-campaign season; something is missing, something is not quite right.  I don't know a single political operative who has spent time in real war, either as a soldier or a civilian.  The use of military terminology is almost a game to them - they love The War Room; one wonders how they would feel to truly live in a war zone.

Real war is not a game; it is a prison from which a part of those who survive it will never escape.  There's the survivor's guilt; there are the emotional wounds that ever thrive just beneath the surface, needing only the slightest trigger to surface.

It's easy to say "get over it" or "live in the now", if you have never lived through war.  

I've never lived through war - I can understand this in only the vaguest terms, but I see it in the eyes of every person I know how has lived through conflict.

This doesn't mean that you can never escape the experience of war - I think it's a bit like a disease that can be kept in remission.  A strong constitution and willpower help, but these things do not suffice on their own.  I've spoken with plenty of soldiers about emotional resilience and even with the finest training, there is still no definitive answer on how to cure PTSD or overcome survivor's guilt.

The treatment for war, from what I can tell, is the simple things - family, friendship, the little acts of love and comradeship that weave the fabric of community between us.  Even still, there will always be moments of relapse where all loved ones can do is be there, supportively, and bare witness.

This is what I think about as I consider the Syrian refugees who have made Canada home, and the many more to come.

The prison of war is something they will carry with them, like a chain to a horrific past.  The best thing we as their new country can offer them is community, and a place to belong.

A place where the lost may find home.