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This is not new Zealand

For a brief Moment, one could believe that everything was only a bad dream, so calm the Hagley Park is in the early morning hours of Saturday, as normal, the bird sounds chirping, so relaxed a Jogger runs on one of the trails along the big Park in the centre of Christchurch by a cross.

Only on a second Look, the red-and-white police tape moves into the field of view, then, the heavily armed guards, which protect the place on Friday afternoon at 13.40 PM local time, or several bombers fire on praying Muslims opened.

In the attack on Friday 49 people were killed, dozens of people are still in hospitals being treated. The Masjid-Al-Noor mosque, located on the West side of Hagley Park, was the first scene of the gruesome assassination of Christchurch, the second one was. there is a small mosque just outside the city On Saturday, however, shows quite quickly that the largest Muslim faith is the site of Christchurch the place, attracted the inhabitants of the city feel, you want to commemorate.

The Scene the day after the assassination is a Testament to the grief of the city residents.

In the course of the Morning, more and more people come to the West side of the Park. Only you know right where they are supposed to, the flowers and condolence cards, you have brought in store, but then a traffic island, on a cordoned-off intersection, about three hundred meters from the mosque, to the gathering place of mourning.

Even if more and more people arrive at those traffic island, under the uncomfortable rhythmic, yellow flashing light to the traffic light, which normally regulates the access road in the residential district, in which the mosque is located, remains silent about the Events.

Some Mourners standing motionless next to orange Warnkegeln, some sitting in the middle of the intersection and placed the head in the arms. Others have brought their children, these are not your weeping mothers and fathers-in-arms. The Scene on the day after the assassination is a Testament to the sadness and empathy of the city's residents.

"it was then that I realized that to people

was shot" On a yellow road railing, leaning Maree Dennehy, a Pensioner, who lives on the back of the mosque is reported, how it went on Friday at 13.40 o'clock from the house and wondered who ran this time, a fireworks: "I thought in the first Moment too much and got into my car, then I turned the corner and drove past the mosque where some of the people on the citizens were dough. Just as I was passing by, tipped over suddenly, one out of this group, then the next – until I realized that these people were shot." Dennehy fled, trembling and paralyzed from the crime scene to the house of her sister, while Listening to the news, the extent of the assassination, she became aware that she had just seen.

the next day the older woman exudes a remarkable degree of calm. As a pair of two victims tried, despite protests from the barriers to cross to get to the scene of the crime, she goes to the man and talking Calmy to him. She knows the people who pray in their vicinity. "Even if I'm not Muslim, I was often visiting the mosque," she says: "There were always events to which I am gone. It was always a friendly neighborhood."

United in grief: A family at the memorial for the victims of the attack in Christchurch. Photo: Reuters

Harpreet Singh lives in the residential area near the mosque. The Indian student speaks in a low voice, he has pulled back a bit in the Park and seen through the trees-the mosque, from which he received on Friday a phone call: "I was in University, when I went to the phone. My boss called in a panic into the phone, that someone running with a gun through the mosque. He knew that I live in the area and called to me, therefore, to be able to my house to escape."

Singh gave him the address and drove together with a fellow student as fast as he could home. There, he found his blood-mass of bloodstained superiors, who had suffered a grazing wound to the torso. "We have tried to reach the rescue, but all the lines were busy. So we drove with my car to the hospital," says Singh. His boss is doing well under the circumstances, Singh, however, you can see the shock on the following day, while he tells he lowers the head, his view seems to be empty.

"This is not new Zealand": A clear message in a sea of Flowers. Photo: Keystone

to tell as good as any of those present such a history of this assassination. Some of the reports in tears, of how they cared for their children, who were playing in the Park. A burly, older man who does not want to give his last name to the media, and just as Dean imagines, hums to herself: "This is not who we are", and "This is not who we are" and brings with it a feeling that is also shared by other mourners. Also above the small sea of Flowers at the traffic island, someone attached a cardboard hand-made sign that said, "This is not NZ", "This is not new Zealand".

What new Zealand is really, Christchurch this Saturday-impressive proof of the. A small memorial gathering people of different origin, almost all of them have an immigrant background from Asia, the Pacific, the Middle East or from Europe, they all make a colorful Nation, full of the heat is in memory of the deceased Muslims.

they had come to lead a better life

in The late morning a group of students of Christchurch Boys ' High School, most of them come from Tonga, an island nation North of new Zealand. You brought a guitar, stand in a circle and sing a gentle, poignant song in the language of the Maori, the indigenous people of new Zealand. The teacher introduces himself as Albany Peseta, he tells how he got together with his students prayed yesterday, to dispel fear, while the school was on lockdown.

With tears in a voice sometimes choked Peseta in one sentence summarizes the feelings of a city that feels responsible for the small Muslim community that was attacked on Friday: "The people who died yesterday, and their ancestors came to new Zealand in order to have a better life – just like we all do. They were not allowed to, breaks my heart." (Editorial Tamedia)

Created: 16.03.2019, 09:25 PM

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