We came here with a lot of hope. We wanted a happy life, a good life, a life with a future. Safety and security. We don’t fear for our lives anymore, that’s something to note.
My son is now in school, my children have access and rights to everything they need. Now we don’t have to worry about our daughter, Zahra. About what will happen to her when we’re no longer around to care for her anymore. She will be taken care of, our children have a future. That’s very important for us.
The date we arrived here is very memorable. In Lebanon, we sometimes didn’t even have food to eat. But when we got here, there was a hot meal ready and the fridge was full of food. It had been stocked for us. Nothing can match that feeling of knowing you won’t go hungry. A caseworker from the council met us at the airport with a translator and an ambulance for Zahra, and brought us home. She is the one that took Baker to enroll in school. She used to come every day, until she had registered us for everything, and taught us how to use the bus and things, but now she only comes occasionally. But we get a lot of help from Soumaya now also.
We don’t really spend time all our time together as a family. Maybe for a meal, quickly, but then each is off in their own room doing their own thing, on the Internet mostly. Wi’am is on WhatsApp and Facebook chatting to friends. Seena is on Twitter. Mohammed is usually out, but if he’s home, he’s listening to music on YouTube. Some families arrived through the church and they got televisions and other things. We came through the council and we didn't get some of the same things, so we still don't have a television.