When the rest of Sweden was celebrating Lucia with gingerbread cookies and white gowns, a group of 23 people of different ages were meeting at a rather remotely located airport. It was December 13th of 2007 when the group, consisting of individuals from all around Sweden, came together at Skavsta Airport near the Swedish town of Nyköping. The intention behind this was to travel to Belgium, namely Brussels, the capital of the EU. The following day, on 14th of December, an EU summit was expected to take place where the topic of Turkey’s accession to EU was taking place: this is simply a nightmare which no Armenian would like to experience, so nearly one thousand Armenians gathered that day for a peaceful demonstration.

The airplane took off from Skavsta and the flight attendants asked us to kindly switch off our MP3 players to avoid disturbing the aircraft equipment. If this could really cause such troubles for the plane, I don’t suppose the terrorists would need to think so hard if they try to hijack a plane. A couple of hours later we landed in a small airport somewhere near Düsseldorf, Germany. Not to say that the pilot lost the right direction. Our plan was to rent a few cars to get to Belgium.

During our three hour road trip we passed through three countries: Germany, Holland and finally Belgium. The car journey felt short and we had a lot of fun, but the most fun came when we arrived at our destination. We found a parking lot near the hotel and approached the closest vending machine. After staring at the machine for quite some time trying to figure out how it worked, it turned out to be something other than a parking meter…yep, and it’s up to you to guess what it was, but if you are really curious, ask somebody who was there.

We spent the rest of the day getting comfortable in our rooms, with each other and the beautiful city. In the evening we were invited to an Armenian owned restaurant where we ate, drank and sang. It was a pleasant evening, and it turned to an even nicer one when we took a walk through the city full of Christmas decorations. At the end of the long day, the only thing left was to slip into the bed with the anticipation of the upcoming day.

In the morning the room service started knocking on every door to give us breakfast; the choice was between croissant with chocolate filling and croissant without chocolate filling. Afterwards there was some marmalade and coffee and sadly for those with a preference for tea some chasing for the right person was involved. After the breakfast we all gathered outside of the hotel to start our march towards Esplanade du Cinquantenaire to join the demonstration. Once there, we realized that we were the first to arrive.

Eventually more and more groups arrived. Among the crowd one could see many Belgians who wanted to show their support. Several television channels had already put their equipment in place and the special police force had encircled the square to protect us from the evil Turks. Finally when the place was full, an army of flags from different countries were flying together with our own Armenian tri-color. The Armenian music that came through the loudspeakers was interrupted and a guy appeared on the stage to present the speakers of the demonstration.  Speakers from different countries gave their speeches one after the other in different languages. We had Melina Mansourian and Rebecca Dison from Sweden.

To stand outside in the freezing cold for hours should have paralyzed everybody. But to stand there with masses of Armenians from different countries inspired a mutual feeling that could warm up entire Brussels.  We may all be different with different backgrounds, but our origins are the same and we can never forget about it.

The demonstration presented a number of pleasant surprises and speeches and eventually approached its end - afterwards everyone was hungry. Those who were ready to admit that they are hungry went to a restaurant in a group to gain energy, as in the afternoon we had an important mission to accomplish. We were given the chance to visit the office of the European Armenian Federation for Justice and Democracy where we met the Chairperson Hilda Tchoboian and a number of other important figures. Having seen her on the stage earlier, it was rather exciting to be able to ask her our questions in a rather comfortable and relaxed environment. Everyone was listening with great interest as Ms.Tchoboian explained the dedication of E.A.F.J.D. to the Armenian question and encouraged us to always fight for the truth. We left the office with great inspiration and hope for justice.

In the evening we divided ourselves into groups, some went to look around the city and others went to dance and have fun until late night. The best part is everybody had fun. Early in the following morning, before the room service would have the chance to knock on our doors we were already on our way to Germany. Most of us slept in the cars, while the drivers did all they could to drive so that nobody could get any rest. From Germany we flew home the same way we came, and at the airport the group separated and everyone went their separate ways, but before we promised to meet again!

 

With humble regards,
Antranik Demirian
Sona Gevorgian