Anxious for peace

April 4, 2013

Cizre in Turkey’s Sirnak province, near the border with Syria

By Umit Bektas

Turkey’s fledgling peace process with the Kurdistan Workers Party (PKK) militant group is all over the headlines. After three decades of war, 40,000 deaths and a devastating impact on the local economy, everybody seems ready for peace. TV news channels and newspapers are saturated with opinions and commentary from politicians, officials, academics and journalists on what appears to be the best hope yet of building a lasting peace agreement with Kurdish militants.

But what about ordinary people in Turkey’s southeast, those most directly affected? How do they view the peace process and how might their lives change?

Eager to find out, I traveled to southeastern Turkey to cover Newroz, the Kurdish New Year celebrations, on March 21. In the town of Cizre, near the border with Syria, with the help of a local journalist, I found the Savun family and spent the weekend with them. Theirs is not an extraordinary story, but sometimes the least extraordinary stories reveal the most.

This is the story of the Savun family:

Mehmet Emin Savrun, 36, lives with his wife Hayriye, 35, and eight children in a small three-room house in Cizre. He relies on an old TV set to find the latest news about the peace process. He has two succinct comments on a plan being pursued by Prime Minister Tayyip Erdogan and the PKK‘s jailed leader Abdullah Ocalan, who called for a ceasefire on Newroz: “Peace is good,” he says. “Fighting is a sin.”

Mehmet Emin has had no schooling. When a school was first opened in his village, the teacher looked at how tall he was and rejected him from the class, deciding he was obviously too old to attend with the younger children. Mehmet Emin had no legal identity document to show his age. “The teacher’s name was Mustafa. I will never forgive him,” he says. Learning to speak Turkish and rudimentary literacy only came when he was doing his compulsory military service at the age of 20.

Life in his home village of Akcay on the edge of Mount Gabar was disrupted when the conflict began. His father refused to become a state-paid village guard to fight against the PKK. Forced to evacuate their village, the family moved to Cizre when he was eleven. He has lived here ever since, grown up and married. He did his best never to become involved in the conflict.

But events have left deep marks on his life. His children’s names reflect the course of the conflict. His only daughter Leyla is named after Leyla Zana, a Kurdish politician who was still serving a long jail term when she was born. Influenced by a peace initiative in 2009, he named one son Baris (meaning peace in Turkish) and another Botan, the Kurdish name for the region around his village and Cizre.

In search of money to look after his family, Mehmet Emin traveled to cities including Kayseri, Alanya in Turkey and Erbil in northern Iraq to work as a construction laborer. None turned out to be permanent and he always returned to Cizre. These days, he sells tomatoes and cucumbers in a small hand cart with his 16-year-old son Kadir. He usually makes about 20 Turkish Lira a day but on lucky days he can make 50 – the equivalent of 22 U.S. dollars. “50 lira is good money,” he says.

Five of his eight children go to school and Mehmet Emin is determined to keep them there as long as he can afford to. Leyla, Ferhat, Osman, Mehmet, Zeki and Abdurrahman attend the primary school near their home. Ferhat is 11 and his teacher says he is bright but a bit unruly. He has signed up for two hours of elective Kurdish language classes a week, a new opportunity which some 200 students in Cizre have taken up. They have a Kurdish-speaking teacher, something unthinkable in the past when the Kurdish language was officially banned, although Ferhat says he would not have missed much if he had not taken this course as he already speaks Kurdish. “I also know the letters”, he says.

“What Kurds need is to have their education conducted in Kurdish. And take all courses in their mother tongue,” said another Kurdish-speaking teacher in Cizre.

The streets in Cizre, a town of 100,000 people, are bustling in the daytime, but quiet at night. They ring to the sound of thousands of people like Mehmet Emin Savrun and his son Kadir, all trying to earn their livelihood. The nights are generally quiet, despite the occasional blast of a percussion bomb and sirens.

Ferhat borrows my camera to take pictures of the bustling streets. As he snaps the statue of Atatürk in the town square, he comments in a very matter-of-fact manner: “ They’ve bombed it again but it hasn’t fallen down.” I realize then the reason for the blast that woke me from my sleep in my hotel bed the night before.

Cizre, Mehmet Emin, Ferhat and millions like them are anxious for peace. They hope that peace will bolster economic development. Mehmet Emin has a short definition for the peace process: “Can anyone who does not want peace be human?”

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… it is interesting to see your pics about the Kurdish family in Cizre, a city in Turkey which I don’t know because I only have seen Istanbul, Ankara, Sivas and the West and sout coast… I am not used to see these kind of pics of Turkey… very interesting… Thank you.

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