Extracts from Refugee

Introduction by Vanessa Cebbie

Every Monday, for the last few months, I’ve spent the afternoons at The Cowley Club on Brighton’s London Road. On Mondays this place is an open house for the migrant population of the city – those who have come to Brighton for whatever reason and who need support and need to learn English. These are […]

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Refugee – MM

I am from the Congo. I came to Britain on the 251h February 2002. TIle events that brought me here took place only eleven days before I arri ved. They happened in a very short space of time, and they tore apart the life I had been living and destroyed any peace I had ever […]

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Refugee – Baz & Z

Baz and Z Baz comes from the Sudan and lives in Brighton with his wife Z and their fifteen-month-old daughter Solara. The name Baz derives from the Arabic word for hawk. Baz and Z – who was born in Britain – met in Khartoum at the British Educational Institute where Baz was teaching English as […]

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Refugee – Ganno & Maliha

Ganno and Maliha are two young women from Ethiopia. They are inseparable at the Cowley Club. They both live in Brighton, Ganno with her father and brother, Maliha on her own. They both wear thick coats, even though it is warm in here, and headscarves cover their hair. For us Brighton means freedom. Here we […]

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Refugee – Hasan

I am thirty-two years old and come from a village called Tilkiler in the part of Kurdistan that lies within the Turkish border. It’s a very small village; when I left, four years ago, there were only twelve houses there, but, in more recent times, it has grown and now there are about forty-five. My […]

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Refugee – Elena

Jenny and the Cowley Club I want to tell you about my teacher. Her name is Jenny and she came into my life like a miracle. When I first met her I was with another teacher, but that teacher was only around for a short time, as she had to return to Canada to nurse […]

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Refugee – K. R.

K.R. handwrote his story in Farsi, This has a significance that becomes apparent as one reads his story. His words were translated by several other Iranian members of the Cowley Club community. I’m Iranian, a poet and I am, it’s fair to say, well past the first flush of youth. I studied Philosophy at University […]

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