Varvar's father was killed in the beginning of the war. She was exiled with her mother, grandmother and 3 brothers. They were driven here and there. One day the brothers were carried away by some Kourds. What cries of desolation when the children were taken away from their mother and carried towards an unknwon destination.  

                  The grandmother got ill and they had to leave her on the road. The caravan reached Deir-el-Zor. There Varvar was taken away by an Arab and brought to his tent, where she lived 10 years.  

                  One day she asked permission to go to Deir-el-Zor. There our agent found her and sent her further on to us.  

 

 

 

Left our care: September 9, 1925. Relatives.