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In  January  1982,  when  I  was  sixteen  years  old,  I  was  arrested  in  Tehran,  Iran.  My  
crime  was  having  been  a  student  activist  and  a  vocal  critic  of  the  newly  formed  
Islamic  Republic.  After  my  arrest,  I  was  interrogated  and  tortured.  My  interrogators,  
grown  men,  tied  me,  a  48-­‐kilogram  girl,  to  a  bare  wooden  bed  and  lashed  the  soles  
of  my  feet  with  a  length  of  industrial  cable,  about  an  inch  tick  and  made  of  heavy  
rubber.  With  every  strike  of  the  lash,  it  felt  like  my  nervous  system  would  explode.  I  
began  to  count  the  strikes,  but  I  soon  forgot  how  to  count.  Being  a  Catholic,  I  began  
to  say  the  Hail  Mary,  but  I  could  not  string  the  words  together.  I  drowned  in  pain.  I  
was  given  a  death  sentence,  which  was  later  reduced  to  life  in  prison.  One  of  my  
interrogators  forced  me  to  become  his  wife  under  the  threat  that  if  I  didn’t,  my  
family  would  be  harmed.  I  spent  2  years,  2  months,  and  12  days  in  Evin  prison  and  
was  released  after  my  “husband”  was  assassinated  by  a  rival  fraction  of  the  
government.  When  I  went  home,  I  just  wanted  to  put  the  past  behind  me  and  be  
normal.  
 
About  15  months  after  my  release,  I  married  my  boyfriend,  who  was  the  organist  at  
my  church,  and  we  had  a  son.  We  escaped  Iran  in  1990,  shortly  after  the  Iranian  
regime  finally  gave  me  a  passport.  Through  Spain  and  Hungary,  we  made  it  to  
Canada  in  1991.  I  wrote  the  memoir  of  my  incarceration,  Prisoner  of  Tehran,  and  it  
was  first  published  in  2007,  became  an  international  bestseller,  and  has  been  
translated  into  25  languages.  Canada  took  in  my  family  and  me  when  we  had  
nowhere  to  go.  Canadians  were  good  to  us,  making  us  feel  welcome  and  safe.  I  loved  
Iran,  and  I  would  never  have  left  it  if  my  life  had  not  been  in  danger.  It’s  not  easy  
leaving  one’s  home,  knowing  that  returning  might  be  impossible.  
 
Today,  for  the  first  time  since  WWII,  the  number  of  refugees  worldwide  has  
exceeded  50  million.  Most  of  these  refugees  have  lost  everything,  including  their  
homes  and  loved  ones.  Many  have  escaped  terrible  atrocities  and  need  compassion  
and  help.  Of  course,  we  can  turn  our  backs  on  them,  we  who  have  safe  homes  and  
more  than  enough  food  to  eat.  We  can  choose  to  ignore  the  plight  of  other  human  
beings,  justifying  it  by  dividing  the  world  into  “us”  and  “them”,  pretending  that  
because  “they”  are  from  a  different  place  and  have  a  different  skin  colour  or  religion,  
they  are  not  like  us.  But  the  truth  is  that  in  a  world  that  is  drowning  in  war,  violence,  
and  cruelty,  if  we  add  to  the  cruelty,  if  we  do  not  show  empathy  and  lend  a  helping  
hand,  in  the  long  run,  we  would  be  condemning  ourselves  to  living  in  a  cruel  world.  
 
Hatred  brings  hatred.  Violence  breeds  violence.  Bloodshed  leads  to  bloodshed.  Let’s  
learn  from  the  past,  and  be  better  people.  Goodness  and  generosity  bring  about  
good  things.  We  have  enough  to  share.  When  I  came  to  Canada,  I  had  nothing.  Now,  
as  an  author,  teacher,  and  speaker,  I  contribute  to  the  country  that  was  good  to  me,  
and  I  make  it  proud.  Let’s  give  this  opportunity  to  all  those  who  have  nowhere  to  go.  
 
I  encourage  the  good,  generous  people  of  Canada,  Germany,  and  the  rest  of  the  
world  to  accept  refugees  and  welcome  them.  There  are  bad  apples  everywhere,  but  
most  refugees  are  good,  hardworking  people  in  the  search  of  a  peaceful,  safe  place  
to  live.  I  have  worked  with  refugees  in  Canada  and  have  found  it  tremendously  

rewarding.  I  have  been  disturbed  to  read  and  hear  about  demonstrations,  protests,  
and  even  violent  attacks  against  refugees  in  Germany  and  other  places.  A  society  is  
measured  by  the  way  it  treats  its  most  vulnerable.  Let’s  welcome  refugees,  help  
them  begin  new  lives,  and  reap  the  rewards  that  will  bless  our  children  and  us  for  a  
long  time  to  come.  


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