Remembering


I believe in remembering history. And I believe a great deal can be said about a country and a people by what they deem important enough to remember, to commemorate and to celebrate in their losses and in their gains. I also believe we learn more about a country and a people by what they choose to forget or deny, in their wickedness, their barbarism and their cruelty.

My father was born in 1910. He was one of the fortunate ones whose father had moved from Aintab to Aleppo after the 1895 Aintab massacres. He was raised in Syria, a country that had welcomed his parents until he moved to Beirut, Lebanon. Despite the hardships and death of other members of their families, my father never spoke of the Armenian Genocide of 1915 perpetrated by Turkey. He was raised in a home where memories were not welcome, a home with an unspoken past of genocide and exile. It was as though they were silenced by the horror; and guilt, the embodiment of anger directed toward oneself was the penance paid for the “gift” of survival. However, my father never played the victim. He held a happy disposition in life and took it upon himself to be well knowledgeable and well versed in the history of the world and the Armenians, and proclaimed through open letters that these horrendous acts had taken place by Ottoman Turkey and that there was retribution to be made for the 1.5 million lives lost.

In a box containing cassette tapes I found a recording of an interview with my father conducted by the Zoryan Institute. The tapes dated back to 1989. I knew they were always there but somehow, I had never listened to them. Perhaps I hadn’t wanted to hear the truth. I feared outrage and anger. I feared hearing hurt in his voice, a hurt that would cut through my own skin and I would be scarred like that hollow place that outrage and anger had carved in so many hearts. I feared I would hear a voice wounded too deep to mend. But what I heard was the wisdom of a man who could leverage knowledge with personal and collective experiences, a man who spoke with faith, with courage, with compassion and with confident truth in his heart. He said, (and I paraphrase) “that to understand the continued repercussions of genocide depended on how deeply the world understood that the permanent original sin committed by Turkey (even preceding the Holocaust) was a Genocide against all humanity. If original sin goes unpunished, what is the benchmark of our morality as a society and our ability to say no to evil?”….

….”As a people, it is not death that we fear, but fear of life without hope, without a dream, without an Armenian identity. The moral balance of the universe has been perverted and as Armenians, the one thing we fear is a world without justice.”

My father was right. Until Turkey finally accepts and redeems the moral debasement of their crimes against Armenians and against humanity, and until all leaders of the world practice the political will to courageously reject the denialist mentality and prosecute Turkey’s Erdogan, such blindness toward original sin will lead us into one war after another, one genocide after another – all stemming from a denial of Turkey’s own blood-stained origins. And yes, we learn about a country and a people by what they choose to deny in their history, a wickedness, barbarism and cruelty, a destructive nature that persist to this very day… as recently as October 2019 when with swift and brutal execution under Turkey’s Erdogan more than 275,000 Kurds in N. Syria were displaced and executions implemented. (Refer to  Pity the Nation, October 20, 2019)

As for the Armenians, their true nature as a people and a nation of builders and contributors has not faltered. We remember, we commemorate and we celebrate wherever we are. It is remembering that has defined us, allowed us to grow and to stay focused on the mission of justice for these past 105 years since that fateful day of April 24, 1915.

I believe we learn and we teach from remembering. April 24 is the day that provides a focus through national and local events and activities for people worldwide to think about the continuing repercussions of the Armenian Genocide and the recent Genocides of the world. This year, on April 24, in place of the annual March For Justice that brings tens of thousands of Armenians to the streets of Los Angeles and other major cities to call on Turkey to recognize their original sin, Armenian organizations and committees have united to launch a humanitarian fundraiser to provide 1.5 million meals to Americans in need through Feed America. Remembering and how we commemorate our losses and our gains says a great deal about the Armenians. It instills a sense of reverence and appreciation for the gift of life and connects us to our past with an omnipotent force.

Remembering.

 

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6 Responses to Remembering

  1. Gladys S. says:

    Very powerful Silva. As to justice, that the Armenians are able to feed Americans is a miracle by itself and a sure proof of having risen from the ashes of a failed attempt of a complete genocide against our parents and grandparents. That’s justice.

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    • Gladys, I am in awe of a people and nation that understand their moral obligation to rise to the occasion and help feed the less fortunate. Armenians will never forget that they too were once hungry and rose from the ashes through the aid of humanitarian nations. We remember the inhumanity, and celebrate the humanity.

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  2. Sarkis Katchiguian says:

    Other than being a great article to read it also reminds me of my late father in law Yervant Barsoumian with whom we had a lot of talks about these issues. I remember him telling me about the numerous letters he would write to heads of governments explaining and at the same time demanding justice for the massacres. Thank you for bringing those memories back to life for me.

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    • Memories are what stir the heart. Sarkis, I am pleased you had the chance to know father and have some of these discussions with him. There was much wealth in his wisdom and he was very fond of those times when he could share his thoughts with you.

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  3. Yeran says:

    Wow, Silva. Finding a recording of your father’s interview with the Zoryan Institute. I can only imagine how you felt. My father was born in 1910, too, in a different part of Turkey, a suburb of Smyrna. His father never returned from the labor camps. And yes, we never heard of the suffering they had gone through when we were kids, we were in our teens when we did, when the whole world started learning about the Armenian Genocide in 1965, the 50th anniversary. A gentleman of Jewish descent was saying the other day that he wouldn’t blame the children for their fathers’ sins. Fine, but Germany confronted her guilt, apologized and compensated the victims. Turkey not only denies that the Armenian Genocide happened, she unapologetically presents herself as the victim. How can I forgive … I will remember what my people lost – life, land, historical and cultural treasures – for as long as I live.
    And commemorating by feeding the needy … What a worthy cause!

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  4. Yeran, I am so sorry for the loss your and thousands of parents had to endure. And yes, we were teenagers when we became more informed of the truth. As you say, it’s easier to “forgive” when the person or country shows remorse and retribution as did Germany for the horrific Jewish Holocaust. Turkey, on the other hand, denies the Genocide, covers up the evidence, intimidates witnesses, and blames what happened on the victims. The best response to denial is punishment. If we don’t hold people responsible for their actions, we will never move forward and expect to live in a better world. As for contributing to Feed America, the donations have surpassed their goal of feeding 1.5 million with an additional 1 million. at present. Always a pleasure to read your comments.

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