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THE GREATEST OF OUR TIME EXODUS The emptying of Syria is the biggest forced migration of humanity since the Second World War. Millions of individually shattered lives will reshape the Middle East — and the world beyond — for generations to come By Michael Petrou Journalist Michael Petrou is this year’s R. James Travers Foreign Corresponding Fellow. His project chronicles the stories of displaced Syrians, particularly those who remain in the Middle East, dramatically transforming that region. Petrou travelled to Turkey, Jordan and Lebanon to document this mass exodus first-hand. Brice Hall is the illustrator and digital designer for this project. Everybody has his own story about how he escaped,” says Ahmad Odaimi, a Syrian doctor from Homs, now in exile in Turkey. His began in the early days of the civil war when he covered shifts at a government hospital for a friend, a fellow doctor who would crawl through 100 metres of an excrement-filled sewer pipe to reach rebel territory and treat wounded fighters there. His father and two brothers are still in Syria. When the regime renewed its attack on the neighbourhood where they live, Odaimi found the stress made him lash out at his two small daughters. He took up smoking again to calm his nerves. Jomah Alqasem escaped after his father died in a Syrian government prison. He wasn’t an activist. He was just an old man,” Alqasem says in a restaurant in Gaziantep, where he, too, now lives. Alqasem’s father was arrested after visiting Alqasem’s older brother in prison. The family paid bribes to keep Alqasem’s father alive but learned he had been tortured, suffered from severe diarrhea and collapsed dead in an overcrowded cell. Guards dragged his body into the hallway and left it there to terrify other prisoners. Before his arrest, Alqasem’s brother did not even take part in demonstrations against Assad’s rule. He joined a rebel group after his release. Vengeance may be too simple an explanation. He was broken inside, Alqasem says. He appeared schizophrenic and said nothing for six months, only staring at the ground and smoking cigarettes. He’s still alive, and perhaps in that sense only is lucky. Dr. Ahmad Obaini With illegal border crossings and many refugees not registering, no one is sure of the exact figures. Kilis, a small Turkish town on the border with Syria, has a Turkish population of about 94,000; it hosts 135,000 refugees. Hasan Kara, the mayor of Kilis, is proud of this. As the people of Kilis, we ask everyone, what is the cultural heritage of world? You could say the Seven Wonders or the waterfall in Canada. But for us, the most important cultural heritage is spiritual. It is mercy toward people,” he says. Hasan Kara, mayor of Kilis All told, the displacement of Syrians, both inside the country’s borders and beyond, represents the biggest forced migration of humanity since the Second World War. What Canada and Europe have encountered is only a fraction of that odyssey. And our shelter from the true scale of the Syrian exodus blinds us to its repercussions. These range from the spiritual to the political to the mundane. Across the Middle East, municipalities hosting refugees struggle to deal with the pressures refugees have placed on services such as garbage collection or sewage treatment. Jordan, short of water before the Syrian war, must now provide it to one million Syrians. Such challenges preoccupy local politicians and refugees, but many of them can be solved or mitigated with money. Others are more profound and difficult to address. There are Syrian refugee kids who will come through their exile unscathed. Some, despite the dire poverty of their families, seek an education with a determination that is humbling and that may result in a personal foundation on which a future might be built — in Syria one day or abroad. But others, hundreds of thousands of them, have had childhoods derailed in ways from which they may never recover. What chance does a 12-year-old boy — who was six when the Syrian war began and has never been to school — have of catching up to his peers elsewhere or even learning to read? What does it mean to come of age in a refugee camp, to have no memories of a time when you lived somewhere without a fence, and to see no path to a future elsewhere? What of a young girl whose nights are spent sleeping in a tarp-walled shelter in a makeshift settlement among other refugees, and days pulling potatoes out of the mud to provide money for a family instead of going to school? What future does she have save early marriage and children who will likely suffer in the same fashion? Such stories seem tragic now, but we are only at the beginning of them. These boys and girls, an entire generation of Syrians, will one day be men and women who will shape Syria and the Middle East. They will have a far more consequential impact on the region then than now. So far, the social fabrics of Turkey, Lebanon and Jordan are mostly holding. While there is tension and resentment within local populations, in all three countries there is a sense of solidarity with the Syrians who have come to live among them. And yet this goodwill is surely not endless — especially as it becomes clear that many, perhaps most, of the Syrian guests” will not soon leave. Then the real ramifications of Syria’s great emptying will start to take shape. Despite six years of war, we don’t know what that will look like. Collectively, Syrian refugees are reshaping the region in a way that will have echoes around the world. But at its heart, this exodus consists of millions of individually shattered lives. At 13, Faisal Hamdan doesn’t know this will be the last year he attends school. At some point, we’ll have to tell him,” his father, Mohammad Hamdan, says. It’s not a matter of whether I want my children to leave school. It’s necessary. Bread is more important than education at this point.” Faisal has two sisters, Rukayah, 12, and Halima, 10. Together with their mother, Aayat al-Shibli, the family of five, originally from Homs, share a cinderblock shack behind a chicken coop in the backyard of a Turkish family’s home in Reyhanli, close to the border with Syria.Faisal has two sisters, Rukayah, 12, and Halima, 10. Together with their mother, Aayat al-Shibli, the family of five, originally from Homs, share a cinderblock shack behind a chicken coop in the backyard of a Turkish family’s home in Reyhanli, close to the border with Syria. They live in a room divided by plywood and curtains. There is a second room that is too damp for anything but storage. The space is decorated with brightly coloured paper chains and paper dolls crafted at school by the two girls who say they like playing with their friends and, in Halima’s case, studying math and Arabic. The family pays the equivalent of $180 a month for the shelter. Before the war, it might have cost half that, but the volume of refugees in this part of Turkey has inflated rents. Child labour is endemic among Syrian refugees. Poverty is the main factor. Parents without proper work permits also fear deportation and think their children are less likely to be questioned by authorities. Sometimes the work is informal and part-time. Near Faisal’s home in Reyhanli, in a similarly cramped room, live Sulhiya and her six children, aged two to 14. Her husband has an injured neck and cannot work. She cleans houses with help from her eldest child. The others scrounge through alleys and garbage heaps looking for recyclables. On a good day, they can find five-dollars-worth of plastic. Elsewhere, children work as if they were adults. The Turkish city of Mersin sprawls against the north coast of the Mediterranean Sea. Its poorer districts, with their labyrinth streets, razor wire, graffiti and cats, are swollen with refugees. Many work in underground sewing factories, and some of those workers are children. In one factory, found by chance because of a door left slightly ajar, the owner invites a...