Many will agree with the fact that the issue of migration is now an issue that even the children are now familiar with. Long before Europe and other countries such as the USA,Canada,Australia among others experienced a continous increase in the rate of migration the issue of migration has not been as ‘hot’ as it is in this century.
Migration comes through different reasons which may include family reunions, adoptions, marriages, people running away from wars, natural disasters. However the bulk of immigrants as observed in recent research its mainly refugees and asylum seekeres and many of them its because of political or religious reasons. And that in itself shows how unstable the world is becoming. And below is a true testimony of an asylum seeker in Sweden from Africa and is going to share with us what led him to end up being in the tunnel of asylum seekers.
I am a twenty six year old man and originally coming from Africa. I grew up in the rural areas under a single parent. We lived off land and farming. My mother worked in the farms to raise my school fees and other necessities that we needed at home. She managed to send me to school and later on I trained as secondary school teacher.
It was during my teacher training that I worked with a whites from Europe Sweden. My working or affiliation with these white people was the beginning of problems that have landed me here in Sweden. I was labelled unpatriotic for affiliating with these people whom the government have declared enemies of the state by the government. And as a result I was seen as cohabiting with spies. Many times we would be interogated for no apparent reasons and even though we carried papers which authorised the research and our works.
It was around 2002 that my colleague decided to go back to Sweden as it was becoming unstable politically for a white man in this country. I had to do the research on my own now and more threats came my way, some and some not. The situation when the Head of state publicly announced that he was to instill ’fear and hatred’ into the heart of a whiteman. It was at this time that the threats became reality.
I would receive phone threats and threats to be killed. I was accused of spying for the with these people. Worse off, I was doing the research within an area deemed a stronghold of the ruling party since my country attained its independence. It was after I had attended a workshop, which was part of the programme I was doing research on that I received a very serious threat for the first time from a secret agent. He clearly mentioned to me thatwas not welcome to the workshop and that I should know that my head will be on a platter before the end of the year.
It was from here that I started smelling a rat. It was now scaring, the fact that I have been threatened by someone from the President’s office. I decided to flee to a neighbouring country for two weeks after which I came back and resolved to fight the despotism by the government and that is when I resolved to join the opposition party.This brought more than problems than solutions to me as during this time I lost so many friends especially from the ruling party who could not stomach my new politically ideology. The Member of parliament also threatened to struck me off the Ministry of Education’s payroll as he accused me of using the classroom to teach politics. The so called ‘greeenbombers’ , the ruling party’s military wing were assigned to pull the carpet under my feet as they said it was clear that my affiliation with the researchers from Europe had more to do with politics than the research.
The threats continued coming in all spheres but I vowed to fight the despotism. It was eight months after I had become an active member in the opposition that I was abducted at the local business center and whisked to a bush. I was made to lie on the ground and was assalted with all kinds of objects. Many questions were asked about my affiliation with the white researchers and my sudden joining to the opposition. I was stripped off my clothes and one of the youths urinated all over my body when I was unconscious. The beating lasted for almost an hour. It was during this time that they took my two cameras and some material I had written for the research. It was then that sensed that my life was coming to an end.
I then arranged with my colleague that I flee to Sweden. Since that time I have never had a peace of mind, I feel so useless in life and I just cannot see my self living a normal life. The memories come everyday, and worse-still when I fled from my country I had thought I would find a quick assurance to safety in Sweden. However, I was ill-informed as its almost three months now since I placed my application with the relevant authorities to be granted asylum. I’m beginning to doubt if I will granted safety here, and the imagination of being sent home to experience that barbaric torture again, this is the stress that I live with everyday. I cannot concentrate at school, (SFI). Some of my colleagues whom we came at the same time has been interviewed and granted asylum, and these are mainly from Iraq. I have a question for many of you viewing this site to help me answer.
-Why does it has to take long to grant safety to asylum seekers in Sweden?