Where were you 20 years ago?

This is what we, at the Center for Peacebuilding, asked our supporters in our latest email.  Why?  Because 20 years ago, on April 6, the Siege of Sarajevo started with war in the rest of the country following soon after.  It was difficult to write this email for multiple reasons:  1. How do you write an email that is respectful of the lives lost while also being unique, original, and gets the attention of the read?  2. More importantly, as we chose to write about where each of us was 20 years ago, how do you write a piece about your friends’ lives in concentration camps, fleeing ethnic cleansing, and living in occupied and hostile territory without breaking down crying each time you open the word document?

Center for Peacebuilding's Team

Maybe that’s why this particular email took me much longer than usual to write.  I’d get out a paragraph and then close it down for an hour or two.  Now, I can’t and won’t make myself into the victim here because that’s simply untrue and unjust on so many levels – the real victims are the people of Bosnia and Herzegovina.  But jeez, writing about the people you love living out their childhood’s under fire, while I was getting a bike for Christmas and going to the beach in the summertime, that is something that really confuses your head and your heart.  It is humbling how incredibly privileged me and my community are – how we take things for granted – and how I need to take a breath every time I reach for the phone or keyboard or other communication device to complain about my “first world problems.”

My point though, is not to rant about white privilege, though I could probably do that all day, but to share the thoughts and sentiments we feel at Center for Peacebuilding (with a fundraising ask snuck in there as well).

April 6, 2012

Where did you live and how old were you 20 years ago? Most of us working at Center for Peacebuilding were only children, and everyone was under eighteen.  Audrey and Julia were both only six, and enjoying life in Southern France and New Jersey, USA respectively.  Anna-Lena was one year old, living with her parents and brother in Stuttgart, Germany.

But none of us choose where we are born, or in what political contexts. Being born in times of peace is a blessing.  

DinoMevludin, and Vahidin were also young.  But their childhood was different and less privileged because their first years of life were also the first, bloody years of their country’s independence.When the shots were fired that started the seige in Sarajevo in Bosnia and Herzegovina on 6 April 1992 – twenty years ago today – everything changed.  Only a few weeks later the war spread to Northwestern Bosnia, including the cities of Sanski Most and Prijedor.  Mevludin was only eleven, but was still sent to a nearby concentration camp when his village near Prijedor was ethnically cleansed.  Dino was merely two, but instead of keeping his parents busy with toddler antics, he spent these years holed up in his occupied village without electricity, water, and with little food as his family planned an escape route to Germany.

Over the course of April 1992, the Serb Army advanced through BiH and when they reached Sanski Most late that month, seventeen year old Vahidin knew he had to leave to save his own life.  He and his mother fled their village Hrustovo, only kilometers from already-occupied Sanski Most, and spent three painful years in a refugee camp in Slovenia.Twenty years ago the war that took 100,000 livesdisplaced 2 million people, and left up to 50,000 women physically and mentally traumatized from systematic rapes commenced.  The lives of those residing in Bosnia and Herzegovina were inexorably and permanently changed, including those of our own Center for Peacebuilding staff and volunteers.

On this day when Sarajevo first saw war, and throughout the month when even two decades can’t halt traumatic memories from surfacing, Center for Peacebuilding’s work is more critical than ever.  While the country has rebuilt many of the buildings that were burned and bombed, our relationships with former neighbors remain broken.  We are taught in ethnically segregated schools, learn different histories, and live with the political rhetoric that tells us we are different people – enemies of one another.

In response to these daunting challenges, Center for Peacebuilding is working to rebuild relationships person-by-person and community-by-community.  The only way to move past our war is to acknowledge our history, our personal truths, and the humanity in each other, regardless of ethnicity.  Our Annual Peace Camp does just that; over the course of one week annually, we bring together youth from all ethnicities and regions in the country to develop leadership and conflict resolution skills, process past traumas, and make steps toward friendships with ethnicities they may never encountered before.

Even though problems still loom, organizations in Bosnia and Herzegovina face funding shortages as foundations and international associations move on to more pressing hotspots.  Center for Peacebuilding is among those organizations needing support to continue our current programs while reaching more people in need.  This month, twenty years since the start of war, we are participating in a fundraising challenge sponsored by Global Giving – help us raise $4000 in 4 weeks for our Annual Peace Camp.  Your donation, whether it is one dollar or twenty euro, will make a difference in the lives of this year’s Peace Camp participants.

Thank you for joining us at the Center for Peacebuilding.  Whether you are from Bosnia and Herzegovina or abroad, or whether you grew up in peace or war, we need your support in the long journey toward peace.  All of you, all of us, count and together, we can build peace in our own lives, communities, and countries.

In Peace,

The Center for Peacebuilding/Centar za Izgradnju Mira Team
Vahidin Omanovic, Mevludin Rahmanovic, Julia Dowling, Anna-Lena Edelhoff,  Dino Hasanagic, Emina Jakupovic, and Audrey Petitot

PS. Spread the word!  Forward this email to anyone interested in peace, justice, and the Balkans.  The reality of life in Bosnia and Herzegovina, both good and bad, can only be revealed when more people know about what is going on.

 

Kozara National Park

Today, our CIM team decided to take advantage of the snow and low temperatures and travel a bit from Sanski Most into Kozara National Park.

Skis! Before we found out there were no ski boots...

The park, with small mountain peaks and lush evergreen forrests, was only about 40 minutes west of Sanski Most.  Here, Mevludin (one of CIM’s Co-Directors) said we could rent skis and snowboards and other equipment to take part in the fun.  Surprise of surprises though, they claimed they were out of ski boots!  At first we suspected that their response had only been to spite me (a foreigner, and an American one to add insult to injury!) but when one of the Bosnians went afterwards we found out this was the sad truth.

No worries though, because us peacebuilding hippies know how to be creative, resourceful, and fun….  We took our two sleds and a whole mess of plastic bags and used them to jet down the ski slope with alarming speed and absolutely no control over our course.  I was skeptical about the efficacy of plastic bags – my french friend Maxime handed me a yellow trash bag and all I could say was “I don’t know if this will work, Maxime.”  I got on and pushed a bit downhill and – it worked.  It worked REAL GOOD, if I can be colloquial about it.  All I can say is I started yelling “To radi!!!” (it works!) as Bosnian children trying to learn to ski lept out of my path.

It was a fun day with the group.  Kozara is stunning, especially in the snow.  After some hot drinks we walked a bit to see the monument Tito built to memorialize The Partisans who were killed in World War II.  It was a pretty imposing piece of work:

Partisan Monument

And what’s a Bosnian National Park without a tank?

Et, voila (can you see how living with a French roommate and working with three Frenchies is rubbing off on me?).  Bosnia’s natural beauty (and quirks that make you improvise and become more flexible the longer you are here) is why it was such a fabulous day.  Who could argue that this was not worth the trip?