„I lived to witness the day“

Mubarak ist weg, was bleiben sind Erinnerungen. Menschen, die für die Freiheit ihr Leben lassen. Ein Volk, das sich dem Tyrannen widersetzt, das die Verhältnisse auf den Kopf stellt.

Ahmed hat sich nach der Siegesnacht noch einmal die Zeit genommen, um uns in der Ferne an seinem Erlebten, seinen Gefühlen und eben seinen Erinnerungen teilhaben zu lassen.

Lest selbst, welche Bilder die letzten 18 Tage in seinem Kopf hinterlassen haben:

„I’m sitting in the same place where I was shot in the forehead by the „Cartouch“, and the same place where I heard for the first time that Hosny Mubarak has resigned.

Many feelings, so conflicted, come to my mind: happiness and satisfaction, I think this is the closest way to describe my feeling.

You cannot imagine the happiness of the Egyptians – it is really amazing.

We were so upset on Thursday after we heard the speech of Hosny Mubarak especially because most of the people were preparing themselves to celebrate his removal; instead he held a very awful speech that didn’t make any sense actually. People were so upset, but became more persistent to fight for the removal of this Dictator.

Thousands marched from Al Tahrir Square to the President’s Palace and surrounded the state TV building in order to increase the pressure on the regime and as a sign of refusal and anger towards the speech of Hosny Mubarak. During that time I remained in Tahrir Square in order not to decrease the number in the square.

Mubarak was apparently thinking that people would accept his speech and would get bored, give up hope and eventually leave the square. But the next day I saw the largest number of people ever in Al Tahrir Square, millions were there, sending a message to Hosny Mubarak and the regime: ‚We won’t give up or stop until we get our freedom!‘

On Friday at about 5.30 pm after I finished the interview with the radio station, suddenly I heard a kid yelling: ‚He has resigned!‘

You cannot imagine the scene! People were jumping, singing, and yelling: ‚Thank you, God!‘ I felt that I am dreaming or something like this – I can not describe the feeling actually.

As I was going home from Al Tahrir Square after 18 days, watching people dancing and celebrating in the streets, I remembered every moment of our revolution.

I remembered when we ran away from the regime forces and when I hided in the old woman’s apartment on Tuesday the 25th of January at 3.00 am. I remembered the Friday of anger and the moment of being shot many times in the body and the forehead.

I remembered Wednesday when the criminals attacked us with horses and camels as if we were in the middle age.

I remembered being carried after I got the stone in the back of my head.

I remembered the young man who was standing next to me and got a sniper shot in the middle of his head, getting his brain out of his skull.

And of course I remembered the moment that the young boy yelled loudly: ‚He has resigned!‘

I thank god that I was part of this all and that I lived to witness the day that I have another president than Hosny Mubarak and that I feel the happiness and satisfaction of FREEDOM.“

Ahmed Baligh from Al Tahrir Square on the 12th of February 2011

Hier findet ihr zudem noch ein Interview mit Ahmed, geführt von on3-Radio kurz vor dem Ende der Ära Mubarak.


„Freedom is so close“

Dieses Blog hat es sich zur Aufgabe gemacht, Fragen zu stellen. Der folgende Text hingegen stammt von jemandem, der Antworten gibt. Antworten auf Jahrzehnte voll Unterdrückung, Folter und Angst, in denen er und seine Landsleute die tägliche Willkür des Regimes Mubarak erleben mussten.

Seine Antwort lautet: Protest, Auflehnung, Revolution. Mein Freund Ahmed, den ich im vergangenen November in Bonn kennen lernen durfte, ist einer der unzähligen ägyptischen Demonstranten, die dem Despoten Mubarak seit einigen Tagen einen schlechten Schlaf bereiten und die gesamte Welt in helle Aufregung bringen.

Während ich mich um Vorlesungen, einen Haarschnitt und die täglichen Einkäufe kümmerte, zeltete er auf dem Tahrir-Platz, lieferte sich Straßenschlachten mit der Polizei und wurde von einer hilfsbereiten Landsfrau vor der Miliz in ihrem Appartment versteckt.

Doch bevor ich noch mehr vorweg nehme, lieber Leser, mach dir doch selber ein Bild. Der uneditierte Text von Ahmed hat mich heute per Email erreicht, er hat mich gebeten, ihn möglichst vielen Leuten zum Lesen zu Verfügung zu stellen. Ahmed ist kein Journalist, er hat nicht den Anspruch, eine objektive Sicht der Dinge darzustellen. Hier spricht jemand der Zeitzeuge und Aktivist gleichermaßen ist. Sein Bericht ist daher so distanzlos wie der polizeiliche Knüppel, der auf ein menschliches Körperteil niedergeht:

„First of all I would like to introduce myself.

My name is Ahmed Mohamed Baligh. I am a dentist and used to work as a maxillofacial surgeon in Ahmad Maher’s hospital. We, the Egyptian youth arranged on facebook to do protests and decided to start on the 25th of January, which was a Tuesday allover the country.

The main demands of our protests are to remove the whole corrupted regime and mainly its head (Hosny Mubarak) that ruled Egypt for more than 30 years, which were the worst in the Egyptian history regarding economic, medical, educational, and democratic aspects. There is no democracy, no work. Being a dentist I have a good income, but many of my people are suffering, they even do not have the money to buy medicine for their children. These were the main motives for us: our people and our beloved country.

We started on the 25th of January. We marched from allover Cairo towards Al Tahrir Square, which is one of the most important squares in Egypt as it contains many important governmental buildings.

For myself I walked with my friends in a march that contained thousands of Egyptians yelling for their freedom from El Mohandeseen to Al Tahrir Square (more than 10 km).

Of course the regime forces tried to stop us many times but we continued our march till we reached Al Tahrir Square. At this time the regime forces were actually still peaceful, they only tried to stop us by cordons of their bodies but we continued until we reached the square.

In the square they started to bomb us with tears bombs but we resisted and continued remaining in Al Tahrir Square. Then, after about 2 hours of bombing and resistance, they stopped bombing and let us stay in the square peacefully.

The moment I entered Al Tahrir Square for the first time was amazing. I will never forget it! It was just like you earned your freedom or some thing like this. As our march was the first to enter the square, it was such a nice feeling that I would never forget.

We remained in the square from 2.00 pm 25th till 1.00 am 26th. Then the regime forces started to bomb us again at 1.00 am aggressively and they could separate us. They captured many of us, many of my friends were captured but I managed to escape with some of the people that were in Al Tahrir Square. Reunified, we started to arrange ourselves again in march from Al Tahrir Square and walked allover Cairo up to Shubra and Imbaba. We continued to march from 1.00 am till 3.00 am when the regime forces surrounded us in a place called „Rod el Farag“. They managed to capture most of us. I ran in a building and I knocked the door on an appartement in this building, a woman answered me although she was so afraid because it was 3.00 am, told her that I was running from the regime forces down there, so she allowed me in and hided me until they went away, many of my friends were captured that day, but this didn’t make us hesitate or afraid, it made us more strong to continue our protests, till freedom.

My captured friends were set free on the next Thursday (27th of January).

We started then to arrange another protest on the 28th of January, which was Friday and called it „the Friday of Anger“. As on Tuesday there were many marches allover Cairo and the whole country. The Cairo marches were towards Al Tahrir Square of course, for myself I walked in a march from Heliopolis till Ramses that contained more than 90.000 people. On our way criminals of the regime wanted to separate us but they were so few so we managed to continue until we reached Ramses, which is another square on our way to Al Tahrir Square. Ramses square was full of regime forces. They started to bomb us again with tear bombs and they started to shoot us with cartouche gun shots which are used to kill birds.

From the way between Ramses and Al Tahrir Square there were many battles between us and the regime forces. I remember on that day I got many gun shots allover my body and I got 2 in my forehead. Later, I removed all the bullets except one in my forehead. Doctors told me that they have to wait until inflammation subsides so that they can remove it. Also I got a burn in my hand because I caught one of their bombs and threw it back on them. The bomb wasn’t too hot but the chemicals from it burnt my hand badly. Thank God it wasn’t worse.

The regime forces were bombing us very hard, hundreds of bombs were thrown on us, and many heroic actions were done by the protesting heroes, I would never forget this day at all.

After 3 hours of fighting, we managed to reach Al Tahrir Square again. The regime forces finished their bombs and cartouche (bird killing) bullets. During that time Hosny Mubarak ordered the military forces to enter the streets to separate us and the police forces as they finished their bombs and bullets. You can imagine how many bullets and bombs were thrown on us on that day. Many times I felt that I would suffocate from the bombs and from coughing and tearing, but then I remembered freedom, my people and of course my beloved country, so I became stronger than ever and started again. I think the greatest love is the love for your country.

The army and military forces at last separated between us and the police forces. Many people died that day because of suffocation and because of the cartouche bullets (which entered their brains through their eyes).

We then lasted our first night in Al Tahrir Square and until now, people are still there every day and night till we gain our freedom. This was on the 28th of January. The day, which we call the „Friday of Anger“.

We then rested in Al Tahrir Square on Saturday, Sunday, Monday and on Tuesday. Hosny Mubarak had a speech on TV and said that he would understand us and that he would try to fulfill our demands. The next day the liar Hosny Mubarak sent us thousands of criminals to butcher us in Al Tahrir Square. His regime set the prisoners and criminals free, gave each one of them 500 pounds and told them to eliminate us.

With swords, horses, camels and knives they attacked us on the 2nd of February, thousands of them. The battle with stones continued for more than 20 hours from 12 pm on Wednesday till 9.30 am on the next day until we defeated them.

I remember on that day I had a serious wound in my head and got 2 stitches in the back of my head.

You can now imagine, my face with 2 bullets in my forehead and 2 stitches in the back of my head, that many people were killed with stones that day. Also the regime used snipers to kill us after the regime realised that we managed to defeat the regime criminals. But the snipers shot only those, which got out of Al Tahrir Square and ran after the criminals. But those, which stayed in the square, the snipers didn’t shoot at them. Thank God.

From that day till now we are still remaining in Al Tahrir Square and moreover we extended our protest to the parliament (the peoples assembly) and the presidency of Ministry Street, which are just one street away from Al Tahrir Square.

I am writing this note to you from Al Tahrir Square on the 9th of February between thousands of free Egyptians that would never leave the square until Mubarak leaves and until we win our freedom.

Our numbers are increasing in Al Tahrir Square, our spirits are so high and our belief is so great that freedom is so close.“

Ahmed Baligh from Al Tahrir Square on 9th of February 2011