The sovereignty of Western Sahara is an entrenched conflict since Morocco promoted the Green March in 1975 and occupied what was then a Spanish colony. In the territories of Western Sahara invaded and occupied by Morocco, anyone who demonstrates in favor of the Sahara and any activist who fights for human rights is persecuted, tortured and mistreated by Morocco. 

According to Amnesty International figures, almost half of the population of Western Sahara takes refuge in Tindouf, in Algeria, fleeing from bombings and the Moroccan repression. About 180.000 people live in these Sahrawi refugee camps. In one of these camps, in Auserd, lives the Sidan family composed of the patriarch Sidanne, the matriarch Momna, the 27-year-old eldest son Mehtu, 25-year-old daughter Nadja, 21-year-old daughter Lala, 18-year-old daughter Galia , 14-year-old daughter Zafia, 8-year-old Bashir, and the little 7-year-old girl called Naha. Like them, many other Sahrawi families, without job opportunities and without future projects, are forgotten by the international community.

Despite not having running water, nor enough food for them, nor many basic necessities, our family, like any other Sahrawi family, gave us a lesson in generosity and hospitality. Through living with them, drinking Sahrawi tea 4 times, sitting in their haimas, playing with them, visiting their families (grandmothers, mothers, aunts, cousins, friends, etc.), putting on the “melfas”, the typical Sahrawi attire and dancing their typical dances, we have learned a lot about them, their customs and traditions and their struggle and resistance.

For this reason, the ties have been strong and as a consequence the sadness is greater when we leave the camps. 

We leave and they stay, stripped of their lands, living in the desert, waiting, dreaming and fighting because one day there will be the political will to find a solution.

But although we return to our Western lives with all our comforts and although they stay, that Sahrawi experience travels with us like some kind of flame that guides us to spread here in the West their cause until we reach a free Sahara.
The sovereignty of Western Sahara is an entrenched conflict since Morocco promoted the Green March in 1975 and occupied what was then a Spanish colony. In the territories of Western Sahara invaded and occupied by Morocco, anyone who demonstrates in favor of the Sahara and any activist who fights for human rights is persecuted, tortured and mistreated by Morocco. According to Amnesty International figures, almost half of the population of Western Sahara takes refuge in Tindouf, in Algeria, fleeing from bombings and the Moroccan repression. About 180.000 people live in these Sahrawi refugee camps. In one of these camps, in Auserd, lives the Sidan family composed of the patriarch Sidanne, the matriarch Momna, the 27-year-old eldest son Mehtu, 25-year-old daughter Nadja, 21-year-old daughter Lala, 18-year-old daughter Galia , 14-year-old daughter Zafia, 8-year-old Bashir, and the little 7-year-old girl called Naha. Like them, many other Sahrawi families, without job opportunities and without future projects, are forgotten by the international community. Despite not having running water, nor enough food for them, nor many basic necessities, our family, like any other Sahrawi family, gave us a lesson in generosity and hospitality. Through living with them, drinking Sahrawi tea 4 times, sitting in their haimas, playing with them, visiting their families (grandmothers, mothers, aunts, cousins, friends, etc.), putting on the “melfas”, the typical Sahrawi attire and dancing their typical dances, we have learned a lot about them, their customs and traditions and their struggle and resistance. For this reason, the ties have been strong and as a consequence the sadness is greater when we leave the camps. We leave and they stay, stripped of their lands, living in the desert, waiting, dreaming and fighting because one day there will be the political will to find a solution. But although we return to our Western lives with all our comforts and although they stay, that Sahrawi experience travels with us like some kind of flame that guides us to spread here in the West their cause until we reach a free Sahara.
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