If you asked me four years ago, eight years ago or even twelve years ago my response would have been completely different (I have blog posts that prove it). But today, as a mother of two children a country’s election has never been more important to me. By going to vote I am going to voice how I want the future of my children to be, should they remain in this country. Just as my father fought on mountains thinking of how I would live here, just like my mother sacrificed and faced all of life’s challenges during those times thinking of how it would change her children’s lives, I, too, think of my children when I cast my vote.
Of course I have preferences of who I want this country to be run by. Of course I don’t believe 90 percent of what is said, and of course I know it is all a game. More than half of those in power are there for reasons other than helping their nation, or voicing the concern of their people. But I am still voting.
I want a Kurdistan that is first safe and secure. A Kurdistan where justice is serviced and people have a right to live, to be themselves, and to express. I want a Kurdistan for my children where they can be educated in the best way without thinking if we (their parents) lose our jobs we will no longer afford their education. I want a Kurdistan where public school facilities are better than the private ones (I say this because the private wouldn’t even be half as good as the European equivalent to public schools). You know what? I want a government that places education of children at the very top of their agenda. A government that knows the importance of investing in children is an exemplary government. I want to vote for someone who stands behind the podium and gives quotes about the importance of creating a child- friendly country, I want them to speak passionately about schools, about teachers, about creating opportunities to fulfil dreams and ambitions of young people–whether they want to be be artists, pianists, gardeners, farmers, or doctors.
I want my children to grow in a Kurdistan where they can make their dreams come true, where not only opportunities are offered but doors are not closed. I want them to grow to have hope. I was raised in Australia, and the day I gave birth is the day I admired, loved, and appreciated Aussie land so much more than I previously did. I want my children to have the childhood I had in the beautiful land of Kangaroos and Koalas. And why can’t they have that in the land of their grandparents?
It’s surreal how brining a child into the world makes you feel so much more responsible to how this world is run and by who it is run.
Happy voting Kurdistan
My Nest in Kurdistan