This week, my colleagues at the International Rescue Committee and I welcomed an Iraqi refugee to the United States. A musician, he had been persecuted under the regime of Saddam Hussein. Following the invasion of Iraq, he was harassed by insurgents and religious fundamentalists. Finally, he fled to Turkey. He became one of the millions of Iraqis who sought a terror-free existence and ended up living without rights in a neighboring land.
Meeting him at the airport was a deeply moving experience. For months, the IRC had been working to bring this man to the United States. Suddenly, he was standing right in front of me. I know his road won’t be easy. To resettle in America and find a job in these distressed economic times will be challenging. Still, his is a success story, the first step on a journey realized. At last, he can live and express his music in peace.
The International Rescue Committee has been helping people like this Iraqi gentleman for 75 years. When the IRC was founded in 1933, there were no refugee programs or government agencies working to ensure the safety of uprooted peoples. Paris fell to the Nazis in 1940, and the IRC spirited thousands of refugees---many of them artists, and political and academic leaders who had suffered under Hitler---to freedom. Leaving the airport, I couldn’t help thinking that 75 years on, while the number and diversity of the people the IRC helps has changed, our mission hasn’t.
This is the time of year when people think about their families and want to be near their loved ones. It’s supposed to be a time of peace. As humanitarian workers, we’re keenly aware of all we have to do to ensure that it is. We remember that many crises seem to hit around the holidays: last December’s post-election carnage in Kenya. In 2006, the escalating violence and suffering in Darfur. We think of those who lost their lives during the Pakistan earthquake of 2005 and the Asian tsunami of 2004.
This year, the Democratic Republic of Congo descended deeper into chaos. Somalia became the world’s most dangerous place for aid workers. The IRC responded to deadly floods in Ethiopia, cyclones in Myanmar and displacement caused by violent conflict in Georgia. In Darfur, millions of Sudanese families remain displaced and in danger. I think back to women and children I met in Darfur in 2006 and wonder where they are, if they are, today.
Of course there are bright spots. And it’s important not to lose sight of them: the health epidemics averted, the children educated, the rape survivors who were able to reclaim their dignity and the refugees enjoying the safety and comfort of new homes. Still, I’m struck by what “victory” constitutes---sometimes, merely the ability to continue providing a lifeline to those living hungry, homeless and afraid.
Soon, a new president will take office. We have high hopes that he will pay attention to humanitarian crises and increase the amount of aid that the United States devotes to them. Our hopes are tempered by the financial crisis and a long list of other presidential priorities. Whatever happens, the IRC stands firm on the values and commitments we have made: helping vulnerable people on every step of their journey from harm to home.
Photo Credit: Emily Holland
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