I am now starting the translation of Ashwaq (16yrs), after her release from Alkhalifa prison, and after being arrested in City Center mall.
1 Ashwaq: What's the guilt thatthis nation's flower is being trampled under feet? For what guilt are our faces thrown on the ground and our hands are tied?
2 For what guilt do we have to hear the worst phrases and swearing, to be exposed to humiliation and insulting of our persons and religion?
3 For what guilt have we been exposed to ridiculous insults of our symbols? For what guilt were we punished by having to stand up for so long?....
4 For what guilt have we been harshly treated, deprived of prayer, food and water, to be struck by monsters, and kicked by unclean shoes?
5 For what guilt have we been beaten on our heads and backs?
6 I personally have sickle cell anemia, and a tall and heavy female policeofficer sat on my back, I can't bearthis due to my illness!
7 For what guilt have I been badly handcuffed for 3 hrs in unbearable pain? :-(
8 For what guilt have I been tortured at this age (16yo), and with my illness that keeps my from being able to endure this?!
9 For what guilt have my friends(Fatima & Khadija)13yo, and I, been deprived of school and my cousin is deprived from the University?
10 For what guilt are the dear Mothers, Lyla,Muneera,Huda,Ebtisam,Zainab, being deprived of their sons?
11 For what guilt is our Islamic Hijab being sodomized? And we're said to be like sheeps and goats?
12 I was told that my body will be taken to my mother when dead! For what guilt is the son to be tortured in front of his mother?
13 Yes, then I realized the sin, the sin is the truth! The pro-democracy fair, the call to end the injustice and tyranny.......
14 Yes, tyranny! That puts us under the feet of injustice. We have felt such humiliation that we thought we would not come back to life!
15 We eyewitnessed torture, injustice, mockery, ridiculous humiliation, insults and verbal abuse, following this brutality.......
16 It was an indescribable feeling, strong shock! We lived as if in a nightmre! We didn't expect what happened! We got into the car, and
17 we were forced to get out, we refused, we were screaming and shouting in panic and fear, indescribable......!
18 They sprayed us with teargas, riot police strongly pushed my sister away from us, they pushed us strongly and harshly pulled us.......
19 I was severely hurt, weakened by the sickle cell illness. We left, they hit us and kicked us. My Abaya opened and tore.....
20 Throughout all the suffering, I was concerned with my Hijab, I asked them to close my Abaya. They shouted: 'Now you want to cover?'
21 They shouted and swore: 'illigitmate sons!.' I was telling them of my illness and asking for mercy. I can't bear this!
22 They responded: ' You should die, we will take your dead body to your mother.' They pushed us down facing the floor.
23 Whilst thrown down, I had no doubt they might drive over us, I thought we would die! We were told to not raise our heads.....
24 They asked us to wipe our nose with the ground, they were laughing in mockery! You know what I remember from that moment?
25 I remember our Honorable Zainab (PUH)! I feel shy when I remember her, shy of her patience, how she suffered ..... I cried!
26 After being thrown down on the floor, a heavy female police officer sat on my back and handcuffed me, I felt my soul will come out......
27 My cousin told me: 'Don't overstress yourself!', they kicked her head and mine with their shoes! I tried to strengthen myself......
28 We thanked God, who gave us patience. We were repeating prayers and Imam Ali prayers.
29 While face-down on the ground, they kicked us on our heads, backs, and legs with their battons and shoes. We heard the screams of the son.......
30 The son of detained Muneera, she was torn between the need to care for her son, her daughter, or herself! They were all beaten at same time......
31 We were in the bus and they asked us to repeat slogans. They recorded with their BB. We covered our faces as they beat us badly.
33 What happened to us in the car park of City Center was never never never easy! Our Hijab was the worst! The pain can never be told!
34 We were transfered to Noaim Police. We stayed there for the length of the torture, humiliation, insults. I couldn't tolerate it, and went to the hospital.
35 When I asked to be taken to the hospital, a female police officer said: 'Lazy! You suffer nothing!' The male officer cared more and allowed me to go......
36 I was taken to the hospital and returned at 3am. Others were already taken to the public prosecution, I was left alone......
37 During investigation, we had no access to lawyer. We were there until 2.30PM before being transfered to a prison cell.
38 You can imagine the humiliation! From the arrest until Sat night, we weren't allowed toilet access, water, or food!
39 We wanted to sleep, but the detention center female police were humiliating even while being transfered to court!
40 After a few days, 22 female detainees were released, we remained and were held for court .
41 I only was released due to the frustration of female police who had to take me to hospital daily, or even more than once a day!
42 I was badly treated even when taken or returned from the hospital. I asked to sleep in the hospital, but they refused....
43 I expected the charge from the court, others expected that I wouldn't be charged due to my illness. I was awaiting my destiny.
44 My family were told of the day of court, they respond that I was sleeping in the hospital, thenI was re-arrested!
45 Sometimes I feel worried about my health, my studies and my loved ones. Other times, I feel comfortable, I am suffering for my nation!
46 I suffered all for my nation, my people, by the Witness of God,I kept my smile all the time. I am restored to life.
47 They deprived me of school and graduation, but I'll go back to school. I will continue my studies, and I'll graduate with excellence!
[I just finished translating the speach of Ashwaq,( 16yrs) telling the story of her arrest and tortutre! 47 parts! I coudn't stop my tears. Retweet please! ]