The fate of this brave girl. Wafia, forced to live in hiding in the forest, is the direct consequence of the cowardice of the MAK, which advocates extremist pacifism, Gandhi-style non-violence and non-resistance. Even more serious is the respect for the criminal opponent, whose ideas must not be offended.
The duty of a liberation movement is to prepare its militants to fight back in the event of danger or persecution for their people. A liberation movement must have the capacity to cause harm, even if only through words. Prepare the mindset of the people to be liberated.
Believing that you will gain the respect of international opinion and its support for independence for having shown extreme pacifism does not arouse sympathy. On the contrary, the violent, the one who has the capacity to cause harm, reaps the political benefits from the international institutions.
My name is Wafia, which means Loyalty.
In 2021, during the tragedies that hit Kabylia (corona, fires), I decided to sacrifice myself to help the needy and the stricken families, because I don’t like to see people suffer.
My love for my Kabyle and Amazigh culture has always inspired me. That’s why I’ve always promoted our heritage, in particular the Kabyle dress, one of our symbols.
In August 2021, my office was burnt down. Unfortunately, no culprit has yet been found. A fortnight later, I was summoned by the authorities, who wanted to know how I managed to show solidarity with those in need.
Since then, the summonses, trials and imprisonment in police custody have followed one another. On one occasion, I went on hunger strike for four days and nearly died.
I have no case to answer, because I have nothing to reproach myself for. Ever since I was a child, I’ve never done anything wrong, I’ve always done good for people. It’s only those who tell lies about me who are responsible.
As a reward, after one search, there’s another where, this time, they’ve broken down the door of my room and searched it.
This is my story.
What I went through and am still going through is the height of injustice.
This is my SOS. I urge you to share my message, because I am innocent, and I’m shouting it loud and clear, on behalf of all the Kabyle women who are suffering, on behalf of all the Kabyle mothers who are distressed to have their innocent children imprisoned, on behalf of all the innocent people forced to live in hiding!
My only fault? It’s that I love my Kabyle culture.
My name is Wafia, which means Loyalty.
