Give the gift of hope: Help Iranian women to Canada
Australia
Help send an Iranian refugee and her siblings to Canada:
Sara, a young Iranian woman trapped in uncertainty
Hello; my name is Sara* and I am an Iranian refugee trapped in Indonesia. I, along with my sister Sima and brother Sina, escaped from Iran after my family was attacked by the religious police.
We fled to Indonesia, but we are not allowed to study or work here. We have no money, and need the help of others to survive.
As UNHCR refugees, we are eligible for the Canadian private sponsorship program. I would like to be able to continue my studies in sociology and to have a family of my own. My sister has a Masters in Psychology. In Iran, she ran her own primary school. She wants to do the same in Canada. My brother is an experienced glass installer and construction worker and would love to be able to work again.
With your help, we can reach safety in Canada. We would be so happy to have the opportunity to contribute to a peaceful country and live a happy and productive life.
I am therefore asking you to please help with even a small donation so that we can start our journey to a new peaceful home and live normal and productive lives.
My brother and I in Indonesia. He works illegally to pay for our rent and food.
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My family are from the minority Baloch people** and lived in Iran. My siblings and I grew up without a father and my older teenage brothers worked hard to support us. We were very poor and often went without food. Life was a struggle, but we did manage to go to university. My sister worked as a professional hairdresser to put herself through university, and I also worked while I studied. There were exam nights when I had no food to eat and I was preparing for the exam in hunger. But I am proud to say I was an excellent student in my sociology studies.
When I graduated, I worked with my sister. At our work, we were being harassed by one of the religious leaders who ensured that we were following their rules. That mullah was not a good person. He suggested an illicit relationship to my sister and would send her threatening text messages. One day when my sister was not at work, he entered the building and he raped me. I stopped going to work because I was afraid and I hid this from my sister and family out of fear.
Later on, on a day when my sister was praying in her office, the mullah charged into her office without knocking and attacked my sister, telling her that she was dirty and if she didn’t comply with his demands, he would tell the government that she was breaking religious law. This could have resulted in a death sentence for us and the government would have arrested and executed us.
My sister and my brother went to court to make a complaint for me and on their way home, the mullahs attacked my siblings and beat them with the intention of killing them.
If some kind strangers did not stop them, they would have killed my brother and sister. Later, they set fire to our house.
When this happened to us, the dark face of the Akhunds (mullah’s) had not yet been revealed, but today the whole world knows how brutal they are and how they easily rape and kill women.
We were forced to flee for our lives.
We fled to Indonesia and became refugees. But even here, our lives are also very difficult. When we arrived, our bags were stolen and all we had to eat for ten days was four cans of beans. We live in a tiny apartment with only a kitchen, bathroom and sitting/sleeping area. Our health is suffering. My sister’s asthma is worse, and I suffer from nightmares and panic attacks because of the rape.
In Indonesia, we do not have any citizenship rights and we have little hope for the future. UNHCR will not help us to resettle in a country where we can make a life and we have been told that we need to find our own sponsors if we want to leave. Aid organizations have told us they have no funding to support us in Indonesia.
In some ways this life is even worse than being in jail because at least in jail we would know where our next meal was coming from. We are not legally allowed to work, and because we have no financial support, my brother is forced to work illegally at the market selling bread.
The entrance to the tiny, two room (kitchen and lounge/bedroom) I share with my siblings.
I have not seen my home for 9 years and I miss my mother who is now alone and sick in her old age.
I desperately want to leave Indonesia so I can build a life and have a family. My family members each have skills that we can contribute to making a good life for ourselves and to be productive citizens.
There is some hope
Canada’s refugee program allows Canadians to help us to start a new life. We are fundraising in order to make it easier for sponsors to help us. Our sponsorship team would need $17 000 CAN for each of us. ($51 000 CAN or $55 000 AUS) to support us for our first year in Canada.
While this is a lot of money, any amount you can share will give us hope for our freedom and a new life.
Thank you so much!
___________________________________________________________________
For questions / more information please contact Jane:
For more information about Canada’s sponsorship program:
https://www.rstp.ca/en/refugee-sponsorship/the-private-sponsorship-of-refugees-program/
___________________________________________________________________
*our names are changed to keep us safe
**This is how Baloch people are treated in Iran
Iran: At least 82 Baluchi protesters and bystanders killed in bloody crackdown
https://www.theguardian.com/global-development/2022/oct/18/iranian-schoolgirl-beaten-to-death-for-refusing-to-sing-pro-regime-anthem
https://www.theguardian.com/global-development/2022/oct/09/iran-protests-schoolgirls-videos-khamenei
Laurie Price
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Australia
Help send an Iranian refugee and her siblings to Canada:
Sara, a young Iranian woman trapped in uncertainty
Hello; my name is Sara* and I am an Iranian refugee trapped in Indonesia. I, along with my sister Sima and brother Sina, escaped from Iran after my family was attacked by the religious police.
We fled to Indonesia, but we are not allowed to study or work here. We have no money, and need the help of others to survive.
As UNHCR refugees, we are eligible for the Canadian private sponsorship program. I would like to be able to continue my studies in sociology and to have a family of my own. My sister has a Masters in Psychology. In Iran, she ran her own primary school. She wants to do the same in Canada. My brother is an experienced glass installer and construction worker and would love to be able to work again.
With your help, we can reach safety in Canada. We would be so happy to have the opportunity to contribute to a peaceful country and live a happy and productive life.
I am therefore asking you to please help with even a small donation so that we can start our journey to a new peaceful home and live normal and productive lives.
My brother and I in Indonesia. He works illegally to pay for our rent and food.
___________________________________________________________________
My family are from the minority Baloch people** and lived in Iran. My siblings and I grew up without a father and my older teenage brothers worked hard to support us. We were very poor and often went without food. Life was a struggle, but we did manage to go to university. My sister worked as a professional hairdresser to put herself through university, and I also worked while I studied. There were exam nights when I had no food to eat and I was preparing for the exam in hunger. But I am proud to say I was an excellent student in my sociology studies.
When I graduated, I worked with my sister. At our work, we were being harassed by one of the religious leaders who ensured that we were following their rules. That mullah was not a good person. He suggested an illicit relationship to my sister and would send her threatening text messages. One day when my sister was not at work, he entered the building and he raped me. I stopped going to work because I was afraid and I hid this from my sister and family out of fear.
Later on, on a day when my sister was praying in her office, the mullah charged into her office without knocking and attacked my sister, telling her that she was dirty and if she didn’t comply with his demands, he would tell the government that she was breaking religious law. This could have resulted in a death sentence for us and the government would have arrested and executed us.
My sister and my brother went to court to make a complaint for me and on their way home, the mullahs attacked my siblings and beat them with the intention of killing them.
If some kind strangers did not stop them, they would have killed my brother and sister. Later, they set fire to our house.
When this happened to us, the dark face of the Akhunds (mullah’s) had not yet been revealed, but today the whole world knows how brutal they are and how they easily rape and kill women.
We were forced to flee for our lives.
We fled to Indonesia and became refugees. But even here, our lives are also very difficult. When we arrived, our bags were stolen and all we had to eat for ten days was four cans of beans. We live in a tiny apartment with only a kitchen, bathroom and sitting/sleeping area. Our health is suffering. My sister’s asthma is worse, and I suffer from nightmares and panic attacks because of the rape.
In Indonesia, we do not have any citizenship rights and we have little hope for the future. UNHCR will not help us to resettle in a country where we can make a life and we have been told that we need to find our own sponsors if we want to leave. Aid organizations have told us they have no funding to support us in Indonesia.
In some ways this life is even worse than being in jail because at least in jail we would know where our next meal was coming from. We are not legally allowed to work, and because we have no financial support, my brother is forced to work illegally at the market selling bread.
The entrance to the tiny, two room (kitchen and lounge/bedroom) I share with my siblings.
I have not seen my home for 9 years and I miss my mother who is now alone and sick in her old age.
I desperately want to leave Indonesia so I can build a life and have a family. My family members each have skills that we can contribute to making a good life for ourselves and to be productive citizens.
There is some hope
Canada’s refugee program allows Canadians to help us to start a new life. We are fundraising in order to make it easier for sponsors to help us. Our sponsorship team would need $17 000 CAN for each of us. ($51 000 CAN or $55 000 AUS) to support us for our first year in Canada.
While this is a lot of money, any amount you can share will give us hope for our freedom and a new life.
Thank you so much!
___________________________________________________________________
For questions / more information please contact Jane:
For more information about Canada’s sponsorship program:
https://www.rstp.ca/en/refugee-sponsorship/the-private-sponsorship-of-refugees-program/
___________________________________________________________________
*our names are changed to keep us safe
**This is how Baloch people are treated in Iran
Iran: At least 82 Baluchi protesters and bystanders killed in bloody crackdown
https://www.theguardian.com/global-development/2022/oct/18/iranian-schoolgirl-beaten-to-death-for-refusing-to-sing-pro-regime-anthem
https://www.theguardian.com/global-development/2022/oct/09/iran-protests-schoolgirls-videos-khamenei
Laurie Price
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