Silent Night, Unholy Night: Refugee Stories
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back to me, Saras husband, Mohammed barks at her. Mohammed is an
Imam or religious leader in Saudi Arabia. One night he returns home, kicks
Sara out of their matrimonial bed, and announces he has married a second
wife, Hiba, a 16 year old child-bride. When Sara has the audacity to react,
he manipulates her into thinking she is somehow at fault. Sara is a devoted
mother of four boys, and yet, she is compelled to flee Saudi Arabia and leave
her children behind. She can no longer tolerate the physical and emotional
abuse to which she has been subjected throughout her marriage. Sara is not
alone. Silent Night, Unholy Night - Refugee Stories deals with women from
all over the world, including Nigeria, Iraq, Syria, Lebanon, Palestine, Saudi
Arabia and Albania. These women were compelled to flee their countries
of origin due to gender-based persecution. They are refugees who suffered
domestic violence, sexual assault, rape, abduction, coerced marriage and
human trafficking. There is no state or police protection for abused women
in many countries. Violence against women is regarded as a private family
matter, and the police will not intervene to protect these victims. Often the
society in which they live and their own families do not support them. Raw
and riveting, their stories scream out to be heard.
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Silent Night, Unholy Night - Allessandra Domenica
Copyright © 2015 by Allessandra Domenica, Ph.D.
ISBN: Softcover 978-1-5144-2477-3
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Table of Contents
Author's Note
Silent Night -- Unholy Night
Infidel
Just a Cup of Tea
The Dark Sunglasses
Lies
The Lady Lawyer
About the Author
Dedication
Ai miei figli: sangue del mio sangue.
Mi dedico questo libro: sangue del mio sangue.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
This book is a fictional collection of six short stories about gender persecution, including domestic violence. This collection represents Book One in a series of books. The women in these stories have fled from their countries of origin and arrived to Canada as refugees. Their countries of origin include Albania, Iraq, Saudi Arabia, Nigeria, Palestine, Lebanon and Syria. Once in Canada, they make their refugee claims based on membership in a particular social group or gender persecution, including domestic violence, abduction and rape. Many of these women are Muslims as this is the focus of the book; however, I also present Christian women who are similarly subjected to gender based violence. My point in so doing is to emphasize the fact that violence against women, particularly domestic violence, does not discriminate: it cuts across all lines, geographic, ethnic, religious, socio-economic and educational.
Alex, the female lawyer who represents them specializes in gender persecution. She was born and raised in Canada, Roman Catholic and of Italian descent. She is a consummate professional, extremely driven, devoted, adept and passionate in representing these female refugees. There are subtle suggestions that she too may have experienced some form of gender-based violence -- although this is never made clear -- at least not in this book. This dimension in her character is more fully developed in Book Two. My point in so doing is to humanize her, to depict a character that can truly empathize with the women she represents. Indeed, this empathy is her main strength. She does a great deal of pro bono and legal aid work. Clearly, money does not drive her. The question is: what does?
This collection of short stories is intended to illustrate the ways in which some men control, abuse, demean and almost destroy women, even women they are supposed to love and cherish. The focus of this book is domestic violence, but it also includes abduction, rape, human trafficking and other human rights violations against women. Victims of domestic violence are isolated from their friends and family members, and their self-esteem is systematically destroyed over a period of time. Just because they flee their countries, does not mean they leave their psychological baggage behind at the airport. They carry the damage with them and it takes a myriad of years to heal. This is something which is not well understood at refugee hearings, whether in Canada or the USA. Case in point: one of the issues in a hearing is re-availment or returning to one's abuser. The question is why would a woman return to her abuser if she is free of him? This goes to the question of subjective credibility. If she was truly abused, why would she return? However, the fact is women do return to their abusers countless times before they finally have the courage to leave them permanently.
Many of these women originate from countries where there is no state or police protection available for them. Domestic violence is treated as a private family matter. In fact, domestic violence is not even considered a crime in some countries, such as Nigeria where it is tolerated in the Penal Code. It is critical for these women to break the silence which has enshrouded them throughout their marriages to abusive men. Many women who cannot do so end up dying in some form or another, whether it be cancer, some other disease, or at the hands of their abusers.
It is equally critical for these women to vocalize their stories out loud because they have been conditioned to believe this is shameful, when the truth is the shame should be placed where it belongs, squarely on the shoulders of the men who abuse them, and on the society which tolerates this abuse. Finally, it is critical for these women to have their stories heard and validated by the world at large because it is only in so doing that they can begin their long and arduous journey of healing. It is only is so doing that these women can break through the shroud of secrecy and silence which perpetuates the abuse. Finally, in promulgating these stories, it is my humble hope that humanity will not only lend an ear, but moreover, give a heart.
SILENT NIGHT -- UNHOLY NIGHT
My husband would say to me all the time,
You're as smart as the tip of my penis." A cloud of incredulity enveloped me. I had never heard of such a cruel and chauvinistic expression in my entire life. I was revolted to the point of nausea. That statement underscores the psychology of men who abuse women, including their wives, girlfriends, spouses, sisters and other female relatives. The statement smacks of sexism and accentuates the physical and emotional nature of domestic violence. This woman had been degraded and demeaned by her husband for the duration of her marriage -- two decades. Her name was Adobe. She was a tall, heavy-set woman, with short, curly black hair and jet black, beautiful eyes. Her country of origin was Nigeria.
Adobe proceeded to state, One day he returned from his work and he demanded to know why his dinner was not hot enough. I put it onto the hot plate, but still, he didn't think it was hot enough. I told him I was really tired from cooking, cleaning and caring for our children. We had three young children then and I was also pregnant. He didn't want to hear it. He shouted his orders to me as if I were one of his soldiers. He was a high ranking military officer in the Nigerian Army. 'Make the tea, bitch,' he demanded.
I made the tea. But, it took too long. So, he poured the boiling water on my leg.
I screamed in pain. It really hurt. I ran outside to get some help. One of our neighbors took me to the local hospital. The doctor took care of me. He asked me what happened, and when I told him, he gave me a dirty look as if I was annoying him. He pretended he didn't hear me. That's the way it is in Nigeria.
"I had to stay overnight, but the next day I went home. I didn't want to go home, but I had nowhere else to go. I fed my children, took care of them and then went to bed. Later on that night, my husband came home in a bad mood. He started shouting at me, 'Who the hell do you think you are, lying to the doctor about me?' I responded, 'I didn't lie.'
I shouldn't have said that.
I should have kept my mouth shut. You'd think by then I would have learned this lesson. I was stupid. I am stupid. I didn't go to school. My dad was poor, and anyway, he didn't think school was important for a girl. He sold me to my husband to pay off a debt he owed him. I was only 14 years old, just a child. My mom was against it, but she didn't matter to my dad.
I tried to be a good wife, but it was hard. My husband would bring home girls and he would have sex with them right in our own home. He even forced me to make them tea afterwards. I didn't want to make the tea, but I knew that if I didn't, I would get a beating. Sometimes, I would spit in the tea. I'm ashamed of that. But all of us women did that.
At this point, my incredulity compelled me to intercede, Your father sold you to repay a debt?
Yeh, that's common in my country,
she replied in a matter-of-fact manner. Subsequently, she resumed her story as if her comment regarding her father was
normal."
Over the years, I stopped feeling anything anymore. I was numb. Many days my husband would tie me with a chain so that I would not go outside. He thought I would have an affair. Can you believe that? I wasn't allowed to say, 'Are you kidding me? You don't even bother to hide your whores. You bring them home!' I had no rights whatsoever. It didn't matter to him that I was his wife. He hated me. I really didn't know why he even married me. What was the point? I guess he wanted a slave at home to cook and clean for him. I hated him. But, there was nowhere to turn. I knew of so many women like me. Many of our women are beaten by their husbands.
One night I went into labor. I knew there was no point in asking my husband to take me to the hospital.
I asked, What do you mean? You were carrying his baby. He should have taken you to the hospital.
No, my husband never took me to the hospital when I went into labour with any of our children. That's just the way he is, and anyway, I didn't expect him to.
Do you realize what you just said? He is your husband. This is his child. It's a given: he should be there for you emotionally, especially when you're delivering his child.
She just laughed, but it was a hollow, enervated laugh devoid of energy and spirit. Her husband had effectively hollowed
her out.
"I called my dad. He took me to the hospital, although he wasn't too happy about it. Later on, my husband came to the hospital. He puts on a pretty good show in front of people. He's a good actor. He came into the birthing room with me. I was in a lot of pain. It was a slow labor. I wasn't in very good shape. I was really tired and sick from the beatings. But, of course, I couldn't blame him -- at least not out loud. I asked him, 'Can you just hold my hand?' I didn't want him to comfort me, but I had no one else who would. He said, 'Here, I'll bring you a chair. Hold on to that.' So, he brought me a wooden chair. Something inside of me wouldn't let me hold onto that chair. I didn't know what it was. But, I refused to hold on to it, and instead thought, 'You can go to hell.'
At this point in her recollection, I was shocked by her husband's lack of human emotion toward his own wife, who is delivering his baby. He was as devoid of human compassion and empathy as the wooden chair he handed his wife in lieu of his own hand. What husband wouldn't hold his wife's hand during labor? What kind of a monster was this man? I was in awe of this woman. How could she have survived this kind of emotional and physical abuse? So, I asked her, How did you endure this?
I had no choice.
Why didn't you go to the police when he beat you?
Are you kidding? They wouldn't help me. He's a military officer with a lot of power. He's high up there. If I went to the police, he would find out, and beat me even more. I have children I have to raise. Who would raise my children if he killed me -- one of his whores?
I just sat there speechless, struggling to process all this information. As a woman, I was deeply disturbed and profoundly outraged.
Did you talk to anyone, to a friend, a sister, a mother?
"In the beginning, yeh, I told my family. But over time, they didn't want to hear it anymore. They had their own problems. My dad hit my mom. My sisters were beaten up by their husbands too. I wasn't allowed to have friends, and anyway, abuse is common in Nigeria. If a woman complains, she is seen as dishonoring her husband. Women who suffer in silence are respected. 'Oh, she's a saint', people say. But a woman who complains is a bitch.