Egyptian Armenians Talk About the Fall of Mubarak

The Armenian Weekly has compiled many stories from the Egyptian Armenian community that give readers a sense of what the conditions and experiences of the country’s Armenian community has been since the start of the January 25th Egyptian revolution.

Some of those who are interviewed in the article are AGBU members and friends, including:

Hrant Vartzbedian, a lawyer who serves as secretary of the Armenian General Benevolent Union (AGBU) Alexandria Chapter, painted a vivid picture of his community’s defense efforts in face of prison outbreaks.

“I was in a group of 70 men and some boys with only eight shotguns and pistols, manning a stretch of two parallel streets. Like other neighborhoods, we had to barricade our street, use lookouts such as the mosque tower, passwords, and nametags to secure our streets,” said Vartzbedian.

And it includes some general facts about the situation for Armenians in Egypt today:

In response to the escalating violence, public institutions began locking their doors to prevent looting and crime. Armenian Schools closed their gates per order of the government (classes will resume on March 13). Alexandria’s Armenian Church, however, never turned a worshipper away amid the turmoil. The government has assigned a handful of soldiers to protect the church. Thus far, there have been no incidents, and no Armenians have been reported hurt.

Read the whole article here.

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One response to “Egyptian Armenians Talk About the Fall of Mubarak

  1. Pyramidians’ Fury at Hubris-Tyranny

    So called a president
    How long wants to silence
    Poor …Hungry…Jobless Youths’!

    He is so well-fed
    That he can’t reach to
    His peoples’ mouths and
    Smell their breathe!

    He has greedy crones
    They spread roars to please him
    Elevating to the sky
    His old-gold-broken-chair.

    After three decades of hubristy
    Hence, advanced to tyranny…spreading germs
    Multiplying..infecting…covering with lies
    The eighty-million spirits of his populace.

    Many workers travel far away
    From their dancing Nile
    To smell real bread
    Sending to their beloved.
    That piece of bread already exist
    On the sands of the pyramids

    There…where every tourist arrives
    To pray…as if its theirs’ pilgrimage.
    Jesus’s Bethlehem seems so far away
    No one wants to wonder there…
    To bear unjust bombs…checks…

    Thus, westerners lost ‘Both Altars’
    So…where they’ll hymn their prayers
    I do wonder where?
    In Delhi!…Damascus!…or Dakar!
    Tomorrow’s twitter will fly to tell!

    Sylva Portoian, MD

    February 11, 2011

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