On the first outbreak of the deportation she was exiled with her parents and two brothers in the direction of Deir-el-Zor. Travelling afoot, they reached Meskene. After a few day's rest, the caravan started again for Deir-el-Zor. On the road, the poor people were exposed to the attack of a band of plunderers, who like a pack of wolves, descended upon them, robbed and killed the people at their pleasure - in the presence of the gendarms, who after the slaughter, shared the plundered booty. Loutfie's mother fell dead in the way of guarding her young ones. Her father and younger brother fell too. The older brother was lost, and she herself, came into the possession of a Tchetchen, who sold her to a Kurd. The latter sent her to his house in Veranshehir. There, she remained for eleven years till she got the opportunity to cross the frontier and reach Ras-el-Ain, from whence by our Hassitshe agent she was sent to us. Fortunately, on the day following her arrival, we gained information of her lost brother who had been at Marseille until a few months before. We shall take care of her till we succeed in locating her brother.

Left our care: May 19, 1926. Relatives uncle in Aleppo.