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Alexandra Mezher (22), azc-medewerkster in Zweden, doodgestoken door asielzoeker
De vrouw die maandag om het leven kwam bij een steekpartij in een Zweeds azc is de 22-jarige Alexandra Mezher. Ze werkte in een opvangcentrum voor minderjarige alleenstaande asielzoekers in de Zweedse stad Mölndal.
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Je gaat niet met zon snoet op je 22ste in fucking azc werken man 
stomme guttmensch
stomme guttmensch
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Inb4 Stimo, kuthoer zal het wel verdiend hebben, moet ze maar geen lullen pijn in azc.
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quote:I can't take it anymore
A woman from Hamburg works in a new arrival centre for refugees. The woman in her mid thirties tells us how she experiences her day to day life there, and why she is now thinking about resigning.
The refugee crisis is intensifying more and more. In the lodgings in Hamburg the situation is extraordinarily difficult – in the „Welt am Sonntag“, an employee reports anonymously about her daily experience.
Since Autumn 2015 I have been working in a Hamburg new arrival centre for refugees as my main occupation. I applied for this job explicitly, it was exactly what I wanted to do. When the letter finally arrived confirming my employment, I was incredibly happy; finally I could not only theoretically help, but also do something practically for the refugees.
Correspondingly I went to my first day on the job in a great mood; I was obviously excited, of course, one is always like that on the first day in a new job, but otherwise I enjoyed myself there. My colleagues were engaged and very nice. With the refugees I didn't have any direct contact, but I greeted anyone I saw in the area full of enthusiasm and found them all really great.
„This will surely be really awesome here“, I thought to myself. In the next few days I dived into the work absolutely motivated. The work was supposed to be with the 1500 refugees who were housed there. I was responsible for giving them social advice, which means I was a contact person for all the social problems of the refugees. I also supported them with their asylum procedures and made doctor's appointments if they needed them.
Then came the first refugees into my office in which I wanted to give social advice – and after the first few visits I already noticed from them that my positive and idealistic expectation of them and their behaviour clearly differentiated itself from reality. Of course one can't just judge all refugees broadly – there are many among them who are very friendly, thankful and ready to integrate, very glad to be here. But if I am honest, working with 90 per cent of them is rather unpleasant and unfortunately not how I had thought about it before.
Firstly, many are extremely demanding. They come to me and demand that I immediately get them an apartment and nice car and best of all, a really good job. Because of course I have to do that, that's my job and they've only arrived here. Then when I don't do that and instead try to explain to them that it doesn't work like that, then they often become loud or even aggressive. An Afghan only recently threatened to kill himself, and a few Syrians and a group of Afghans declared they would go on a hunger strike until I helped them move to a different place. A colleague of mine who is originally from the Arab world was screamed at „We'll cut your head off“. Because of things like that and others, the police were here several times a week.
Secondly they often give very unreliable information. They come to me with their documents and tell me a story, which just can't be true. But they stick to it, and I can only be sure if I speak to my colleagues, who often say that the person was with them the day before and had told a different story. For example, there was a resident who came to me with a deportation document and wanted to know what would happen. I explained it to him, and he left. Shortly thereafter he went to one of my colleagues and suddenly showed completely new identification papers under a different name and said, he is this person with this other name. As a consequence he wasn't deported but moved to a different location.
Thirdly they only rarely keep appointments. Of course I make doctor's appointments for the refugees. All of them must do a basic medical, which consists of x-rays, an inoculation and a general check up. But many of them want to go to different doctors, above all to dentists and orthopaedists. Then I make the appointments for them, but when it's time, they just don't show up. This happens so often that the doctors have in the meantime asked us not to make so many appointments, but what am I supposed to do? I can't exactly deny a request for an appointment just because I suspect that the person wanting one won't show up.
And fourthly, and this is the worst of all: Some of the refugees behave horrendously to us women. Of course it's well known that they are above all single men who come to us, 65 or maybe even 70 per cent, I would personally estimate. They are all still young, only around 20, at the most 25 years old.
And a portion of them don't respect us women at all. They'll accept that they have to deal with us, but they don't take us seriously at all. If I say something to them as a woman, or give them an instruction, then they hardly listen, wave it away as unimportant, and turn themselves simply to one of my male colleagues. For us women they often only have suspicious or even pushy looks. They whistle after us, call after us something in a foreign language, which I and most of my colleagues don't understand, and then laugh. It's really very unpleasant. It's even happened that they photograph one of us with their smartphone. Just like that, unasked, even if one has protested. Finally I was going up a set of stairs. At that moment some of the men ran after me, went up the stairs behind laughing the entire time and – I presume – laughed at me and yelled something at me.
Female colleagues have told me that similar things have also happened to them. They've said that one simply can't do anything about it. That it simply belongs to the job here. This happens so often that if one wanted to report them to the police or move them to a different location, the facility would be clearly more empty. So they ignore it and try to not let it get to them further – which I have also started doing. I walked with my eyes directed straight forwards if they whistled after me or called out at me. I said nothing and didn't make a face in order to not encourage them, in order to not give them the feeling that they can hurt or influence me.
Yet that didn't help; it's even gotten worse – honestly: especially in the last weeks as more and more men from North Africa, Morocco, Tunisia or Libya come to us here in this facility. They were even more aggressive. At that point I couldn't just ignore it anymore – and reacted. In order to not subject myself to it anymore.
Concretely put: I started to dress differently. Really I am someone who sometimes likes to wear tight clothes – but not anymore. I put on exclusively wide cut pants and show very little below the neck. I have never really used much make up, at most a concealer. And I haven't changed myself only on the outside in order to protect myself from the harassment. I also behave differently. For example I avoid going to the places in the facility where the single men often stay. And when I absolutely have to, I try to get through very quickly and don't smile at anyone, so that they don't get the wrong impression. But mostly I stay in my small office, if possible for the entire day. And I don't take the train to work anymore, because recently a colleague of mine was followed to the U-Bahn station and was even hassled in the train. I want to spare myself of things like that and come to work therefore by car.
I know that this all sounds pretty hefty: dressing differently, avoiding particular areas and travelling only by car. And I find it terrible myself that I'm doing this all and that I feel I have to. But what I am supposed to do, what would the alternative be? Allow myself to continue to be stared at and harassed? Not a chance. I have no recourse through official channels. Not with this matter, nor with the other problems which we face, not with the office of the interior nor with the local Federal Office for Migration and Refugees. When one calls them, they often don't even answer the phone.
So for me the only option remaining is resignation. Yet so far I have ruled that out; I like my colleagues and the child refugees. And before I was so convinced of the job and the whole thing – at this point it's difficult to admit to oneself that this all is a bit different to how one had imagined. And resignation would obviously be exactly that, a concession. In the meantime I'm considering it deeply despite that. Many colleagues also want to resign. Because they can't take it anymore, because they can't just watch how everything is going wrong here and they can't do anything about it. And if I am honest: I can't take it anymore.
we don't let bygones be bygones we buy guns and squeeze like a python until the night come typical flow to keep you n*ggas on the tip of your toes lo and behold make your temple explode
begin je dag goed, met schelden en oud nieus of een tragisch sterfgeval
There's a virus in my system
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
Kan iemand ff ander weer bestellen?
Het weer vandaag: waterkoud, regen en je waait uit je verschoning. Origineel nederlands takkeweer dus.
Het weer vandaag: waterkoud, regen en je waait uit je verschoning. Origineel nederlands takkeweer dus.
Ben je me zat? Neem een FOK!-abonnement!
ik heb net het klimaat proberen te hacken maar ze hebben de encryptie omhoog gegooid, ik zal zo nog eens proberenquote:Op zaterdag 30 januari 2016 08:49 schreef Kurovski het volgende:
Kan iemand ff ander weer bestellen?
Het weer vandaag: waterkoud, regen en je waait uit je verschoning. Origineel nederlands takkeweer dus.
There's a virus in my system
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
Indien mensen het weer zouden kunnen regelen heeft men een extra reden om oorlog te voeren. Beter van niet. Er is al genoeg gezeur.quote:Op zaterdag 30 januari 2016 08:51 schreef PeZu het volgende:
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ik heb net het klimaat proberen te hacken maar ze hebben de encryptie omhoog gegooid, ik zal zo nog eens proberen
Ben je me zat? Neem een FOK!-abonnement!
dan rot je toch lekker op naar een ander landquote:
Kan iemand ff ander weer bestellen?
Het weer vandaag: waterkoud, regen en je waait uit je verschoning. Origineel nederlands takkeweer dus.
Noem 'ns wat op.quote:
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dan rot je toch lekker op naar een ander land
Ben je me zat? Neem een FOK!-abonnement!
it's in our nature to destroy ourselfsquote:
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Indien mensen het weer zouden kunnen regelen heeft men een extra reden om oorlog te voeren. Beter van niet. Er is al genoeg gezeur.
There's a virus in my system
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
Ergens waar FOK! niet bereikbaar is als het even kan.quote:
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bam, er vol op
There's a virus in my system
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
Damn, maar what else is new.quote:
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Ik eet nu vlees en kaas en zo. Om de rest te immiteren en vertel nog steeds wat6 voor een led erachter zit.quote:
ik vrmoord niks en ben er ook tegen. maar ik ga dicator van d aarde wordn en he dan eerlijk maken voor elk leven. bacterie, molecull... pure anarchy bij wet invoeren.
Spannend Bob, en wat ga je de rest van het weekend doen?quote:
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Ik eet nu vlees en kaas en zo. Om de rest te immiteren en vertel nog steeds wat6 voor een led erachter zit.
ik vrmoord niks en ben er ook tegen. maar ik ga dicator van d aarde wordn en he dan eerlijk maken voor elk leven. bacterie, molecull... pure anarchy bij wet invoeren.
Badtripbobquote:
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Ik eet nu vlees en kaas en zo. Om de rest te immiteren en vertel nog steeds wat6 voor een led erachter zit.
ik vrmoord niks en ben er ook tegen. maar ik ga dicator van d aarde wordn en he dan eerlijk maken voor elk leven. bacterie, molecull... pure anarchy bij wet invoeren.
Billen en haar, nu!quote:Op zaterdag 30 januari 2016 09:33 schreef Opsonisatie het volgende:
Ik wacht al sinds 8:00 zodat iemand de OP zou zien. Mijn dag is compleet.
Naar hoeveel mensen tegelijk stuur je dat aanbodquote:Op zaterdag 30 januari 2016 09:34 schreef Opsonisatie het volgende:
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En jij bent een halfuur te laat voor dat aanbod, iemand anders heeft het geclaimd xxx
De regel is gewoon binnen 30 minuten en dat was ik hoor.
Naar jou, mn vriend, mn toekomstige vriend en naar scharrel ;$quote:
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Naar hoeveel mensen tegelijk stuur je dat aanbod
De regel is gewoon binnen 30 minuten en dat was ik hoor.
Elke nacht. M'n OP manquote:
Wat een sukkeltjes zaten hier vannacht.
Alleen naar mij dus.quote:
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Naar jou, mn vriend, mn toekomstige vriend en naar scharrel ;$
als ik mn hoofd van links naar rechts doe is het alsof er balletjes de van de een naar de andere kant gaat :squote:
Heb je een pingpongbal door je oren in je hoofd geduwd ofzoquote:
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als ik mn hoofd van links naar rechts doe is het alsof er balletjes de van de een naar de andere kant gaat :s
Aldus de professionele conclusie van dokter Opsonisatie.quote:
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Heb je een pingpongbal door je oren in je hoofd geduwd ofzo
nee ging gwn slapen wtf help mij vind echt kutquote:
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Heb je een pingpongbal door je oren in je hoofd geduwd ofzo
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nee ging gwn slapen wtf help mij vind echt kut
dit hoor ik voor het eerst. Heb je ook last van tintelingen of toevallig droge ogen?ik zou een verschrikkelijke dokter zijn.quote:
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Aldus de professionele conclusie van dokter Opsonisatie.
Ik vraag me af wat sommige mensen eten, naar aanleiding van de geur op openbare toiletten _
Sommige mensen zijn echt rot van binnen.
_ Sommige mensen zijn echt rot van binnen.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
dudequote:
Ik vraag me af wat sommige mensen eten, naar aanleiding van de geur op openbare toiletten
Sommige mensen zijn echt rot van binnen.
There's a virus in my system
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
Ja dat dacht ik ook toen ik de wc deur open deed.quote:
Op Ps hoe gaat het met de caafjes en capi's ?
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
er is nu nog mar 1 caafje over, maar die is wel dikste matties met een schattig knijntjequote:
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Ja dat dacht ik ook toen ik de wc deur open deed.
Ps hoe gaat het met de caafjes en capi's ?
en jou live stock?
There's a virus in my system
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
There's a virus in my brain
There's a virus in my system
And it's driving me insane
Ahwww, ik had vroeger ook een konijn en een cavia.quote:Op zaterdag 30 januari 2016 09:58 schreef PeZu het volgende:
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er is nu nog mar 1 caafje over, maar die is wel dikste matties met een schattig knijntje
en jou live stock?
Op een gegeven moment had ik maar een konijn en een cavia erbij gekocht/ gekregen en zaten ze per echtpaar bij elkaar
Konijn vond het leuk om de cavia een hernia te bezorgen. Ik heb nog drie monsters, waarvan er twee dit jaar 5 worden en eentje 4.
Binenenkort even wat rollators aanschaffen.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Waarom? En wat voor een?quote:
Zoveel vragen, zo weinig tijd.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
