Voices from the sea

Geretteter wird an Bord der Aquarius willkommen geheißen

In my own words:

Mohamad’s story

In my own words:

“Thanks to you and to god, I made it!”

Portrait eines Geretteten an Bord

In my own words:

Ibrahim’s right

In my own words:

“It began as an exciting adventure.”

In my own words:

“We Africans are like a drug – sold and resold, an easy way to make cash”

In my own words:

“When we are intercepted on the Libyan side, it’s so that we can be sold”

In my own words:

“Two armed, masked men on another boat approached our dinghy.”

In my own words:

“In Libya, I kept biting my fingers, thinking

In my own words:

“They come to our villages and kill us”

In my own words:

“We did not want to go to Europe”

In my own words:

“I can no longer bear the sight of the sea”

In my own words:

“On Monday, I’m going to call my dad”