At the “Stabenfest” I carried a sign with the comparison of 1939 and TODAY. I carried this poster with conviction, because what I experience TODAY reminds me on the stories about the persecution of the Jews and the Nazi-time. Of course what we experience today is not exactly the same, but it can be compared, the oppression that ruled back then, is still be felt today. It works a lot more subtle but in some way is just as destructive as back then.
My little sister was ripped out of our family. We were all treated the same, just because we lived in twelve tribes communities. There is no proves for abuse. Our parents love my sister very much. She was desired and I was also very happy after eight years to get a little sister. She was and is a real treasure. We want to have her back with us. We will take very good care of her. That’s why I fight for her.1 I want the whole world to know! …And I won’t give up to let everyone know what is happening to us. Maybe you see it as something terrible to compare “this Germany” with the time in 1939, but we have to face reality and make a change. Please don’t look on and don’t let the German state repeat the same mistakes. Please stand up for what is in your conscience.2
You might wonder why I carried and showed a sign at the Stabenfest, on which you could see police and the word “Shock”. On September 5,2013, I was separated from my parents against my will and taken into state custody. Being separated from my parents was a horrible time and I don’t like to think about it. And even worse than that, my sisters are still separated from our family. I want to do everything for them, that they could finally live with their family again.
Some of you might have asked yourselves what our situation has in common with the “Stabenfest”, but it does a lot. “Stabenfest” comes from a time when it was normal, when parents trained their children with a rod. Nowadays, these ancient traditions are still allowed to be celebrated but if you practice them, your children are taken away from you. That’s why I want to stand up for this injustice.
Our parents always loved us and never abused us.
- That’s why she ran away with her to Switzerland, where she thought she would find refuge at her grandparent’s home. Such was not the case, see the post, “Seized in the Middle of the Night.” ↩
- Eva’s diary is a gripping account of her weeks captive to the Jugendamt. Please read “Diary of an Abused Girl.” It tells of the heart rending beginning of Jonathan Tlapak‘s custody, as well as the sorrow of heart her little sister Merea had to endure. ↩