In the beginning of the Great War his father was a soldier in the Turkish army. He never gave any news and never came back. Babo believes that he died. The day of their deportation a Turk of the town came and took the mother with the child out of the caravan and brought them to his house. He immediately violated the woman and took afterwards Babo outside the town. From a bridge he threw Babo into the river in order to kill him. Babo did not die. He fled into the mountains and kept hidden in the forests for several months eating only grasses. At his small age he had to go from village to village in order to earn his living. He became at last an assistant mule driver and came in this way to know the way to Syria. Once he met two Armenian boys of his age, they talked together and made their plan of escape. All of them had suffered much from the Turks. They fled and succeeded. We took them in.

Left for Beirut, July 20, 1928. Selfsupporting.