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November 16, 1895
My name is Leon, a solider who has entrusted his loyalty to the Ottoman Empire. I
have a mother and a father, but they have both passed due to illness. I live by myself and
I am 23 years of age. War has started to break out because lately “The Ottomans made
the first step towards the extermination of the Christian people. The massacres began in
the region of Divabakir and extended all the way to Hansankeyf and Sivas.” (SAYFO).
As I was a solider, I was sent out to exterminate the Christians. When I asked Sultan
Abdulhamid, “… the creator of Hamidiye Alayari, the group behind the
genocide…” (SAYFO). Why we, the Ottoman Empire, are doing this, he simply said,
“The Ottoman Empire suffered heavy territory losses in Africa and Arabia through both
Arab and Non Arab rebellions.” (SAYFO). “When Sultan cam into power on September
1, 1876, the Empire was very chaotic. Disorder reigned, politicians were quarrelling, and
the Empire had few authorities.” (SAYFO). And we solider have had the worst of it.
Being sent off to do Sultan’s bidding at his will. Although I do love the Empire, this is
just utterly ridiculous.
There was good thing in the midst of all this. I met a woman, a very beautiful woman
whose name was Magdaline. We met in the extermination of in the Divabarkir region.
She was helping Christians run away from the Ottomans. Our eyes met and I fell in love.
Shock came in her eyes and, like a deer, she took off running. Quickly and quietly, like a
bear, I followed her. She wasn’t that far from where we had met before I caught her wrist
and spun her around to face me.
I put her face in my chest, protecting her from the soilder running back and forth
behind me. Knees on the floor, I released her. She shouted, “What the h*ll!? Why are
you doing this to me, an Assyrian woman! If you’re going to kill me, kill me, do not
torture me!!” Releasing her wrist, I smiled and said,” You have been doing a great job,
stirring up the war like this, and I will not tell anyone or kill you. Now run along, little
woman, before I change my mind.” Cowering back, she got up and on her feet, taking a
good look at me before she ran away, once more, from my grasp. I set my head in my
hands, staying on my knees missing the woman who I had just met and the woman who I
long for so very much. I had never felt this sense of longing before. Is this what they call
I swore I would not tell anyone and I do not intend on killing her. I have not told a
single soul about this secret, but you, my precious journal. It would mean the
extermination of both of us. My secret is kept safe with you, I am sure. My beloved
journal, do not tell a single soul.
Honestly, the Assyrian nation has done no wrong. Except, in the eyes of the Ottoman
“...the Assyrian Nation were also prime targets of the Ottoman policy to deliberately
exterminate ancient Christian Nations of the Middle East.” (1915 A&A Genocide1).
“Sultan candidly admitted that this was because he did not want Palestine to become a
‘Second Armenia’.” (1915 A&A Genocides2). Soon turkey will slowly but surely join
along the side of the Ottomans. Turkey will use the same excuse it has always use, and
forever use: “The Armenian Nation, with its ancient ethnic culture and Christian religion,
stood in the way of homogenizing nationalism, embraced by all the Young Turks.” (1915
More and more rumor spread like wild fire of a Assyrian woman named Magdaline,
who was helping all Christians of all ethnicities escape into other countries and other
regions. She also goes around preaching about Jesus and encouraging people to hold
strong and have faith. The more things Magdaline does, the more I am intrigued by
her. I have not told anyone but you, Journal. It would mean the extermination of the
both of us. My secret is kept safe with you, my Journal. My Friend, please do not tell a
Although it is only the start of the genocide and the beginning of this regiment
“… hundreds of thousands of people were brutally slaughtered without any
mercy. Not even women and children were spared. Many people were thrown
alive into water wells, which were later ... sealed. People were…taken out to sea,
pushed overboard and left to drown. Parents were butchered in the presence of their
children. Many people were intentionally left to die of hunger and thirst in the wilderness
of Mesopotamia. Great pains, great tragedies were experienced.” (TSRTAG2).
Of course, I was witness to all of these tragic events. I saw Magdaline before
one of these mass murder events. I told her,” Run! So that you may save yourself and
your family!!” Running towards her, she turned around and said with a confident yet
sarcastic tone, “AS IF!” She ran off and heartbreak was shown on my face. I watched
her run off, biting my lip I turned around. Walking back pain and torture entered my soul
as I was holding back my tears. After that, all the soldiers in my unit were summoned to
headquarters for a new mission. This mission was to burn the town of a girl named
Magdaline. “She is a very dangerous rebel who must be taken down at all costs. Men or
woman, we shall slay all rebels. Now, as my trusty dogs, I want you to go and do my
biding.” He said, keen eyes scanning each of the soldiers. A smirk appeared on my face
and I took my boy and left. I was confident, yet doubtful that Magdaline had left.
The very next day we rode into the town of Olekisy with horses under us and torches in
our hands. Hoping and praying that Magdaline had left, I reluctantly threw my torch onto
and hut with goat blood on the rims of the doors. All the troops in my unit let out a battle
cry. I put my head in my hands and ran out to the top of the hill. I stopped at the top of
the hill and watched as the town burned, cool tears flowing down on my checks, reaching
my chin and dropping onto the ground in front of me.
After the swelling and burning fire died down we went down back into the
town to look at the bodies. My ‘friends’ decided half way down the hill to stay at the top.
When I got to the burned down and fragile gate of the town, I dismounted my horse and
walked onto the paper-thin ashes picking up and shuffling scorched bodies around. I held
back my tears, wishing I would not see Magdaline’s body here. I picked up a body with a
figure similar to Magdaline’s. My entire world then seemed to fall down and crackle and
shatter around me.
I frantically flipped over the body and pinned it to the ground. My tears overflowed
and landed on the scorched skin of my one-sided love. I hugged Magdaline tightly, still
not wanting to believe that it was Magdaline. Accepting this, I let go and realization hit
me. I killed Magdaline. And now, she was gone and there was no way of ever getting
her back. No one knows my secret. It would mean the extermination of just me now.
My secret is kept safe. Don’t ever tell a soul. My dear Journal, thank you.
March 15, 1917
Let me catch you up. My name is Leon and I am now 45 years of age. I have no wife
and no kids. The reason is because I am in love with a dead woman named Magdaline.
I had a part in her death, which I deeply regret. 22 years have passed and I have never
forgotten any of those horrible sins I have committed. After looking in previous towns
Magdaline had been in, I found her diary with one entry the day before her death.
“I never loved a man more than him.”
I cried but good news though. “ A conference on Assyrian Genocide will be held
in Yerevan, Armenia on April 23-24 to mark the start of the genocides of Armenians,
Assyrians, and Greeks perpetrated by the Ottoman Empire.” (Gale1). Before World War
1. “ The conference titled ‘Assyrian Genocide and its Consequences in the modern
World’ is organized by USR, CCA, ARFD, and DPA.” (Gale1). I will be standing in the
defense of the Assyrians.
From my experience, looking back on everything I have done, I now understand
what a genocide is. Genocide is “Violation of human rights… abuses aimed.. Tibetans
from asserting their own identity… wish to preserve it… racial and cultural
discrimination. (Human Rights 188-189).
This also could have prevented by other countries stepping in and taking the aid of the
Christians. It all could have been stopped. Her death could’ve been prevented and I
could’ve been in love
“Conference on Assyrian to be held in Yerevan.” PanARMENIAN.Net 23 Mar. 2012
Infotrac Newsstand. Web. 5 Apr. 2012.
Daniel Pipes Nation Review Online February, and 2012 Remember the name
Kastelorizo; you heard it here first. It is…. “ The 1915 Armenian and
Assyrian Genocides: Inconvenient Precedents for the Arab Spring
Revolutions | The Conservative Papers.” The Conservative Papers |
Solutions and Ideas for Preserving Freedom in the USA. N.p., n.d. Web. 8 Apr.
“La Lettre de l’ADL – Turkey Should Recognize the Assyrian Genocide 1915.” La
Lettre de l’ADL – Accueil. N.p., n.d. web. 8 Apr. 2012.
Langwith, Jacueline. Human Rights. Detroit, Mich.: Greenhaven Press, 2008. Print.
“SAYFO – The Assyrian-Suryoyo Genocide.” Assyrian International News Agency.
N.p., n.d. web. 8 Apr. 2012.