The Covid-19 pandemic made way for a surge in instances of inhumane treatment towards migrants who crossed the Mediterranean Sea by boat from Libya to Europe. Outside Maltese territorial waters alone, migrants were repeatedly kept stranded, or returned to war torn Libya in a breach of EU human rights laws.
Under the pretext of public health, Malta chartered four private vessels on which hundreds of asylum-seekers were illegally detained for over 1 month, in appalling conditions and with no access to assistance. When let to disembark, the migrants faced yet another situation of prolonged uncertainty and questionable treatment justified by preventing the spread of a contagious virus: months on end in detention centres shrouded in secrecy.
Sources spoke of a climate of hostility, regular suicide attempts, harassment, and undignified conditions made increasingly challenging by the pandemic.
In collaboration with local human rights NGO Aditus foundation, through photography and text, Like Flour explores life in the detention centres during the pandemic through testimonies of those who have experienced it, and explore how the pandemic is contributing to such conditions within a pre-existing facility.
The project helps bring to light one of the social consequences of Covid19; how a vulnerable group is subjected to living in such desperate conditions.
The project was supported by the National Geographic COVID-19 Emergency Fund.
Published on Politico Europe.
*Kojo and his brother would hold each other's hands every night for ten months, and pray together. They would say:
"God help me. God encourage me. God protect every one of us in this camp. God help every one of us we can be be free one day."
Since *Kojo knew a few languages, he was one of the detainees asked to work in the centre.
“Every day we would wake up at 7 o'clock in the morning and worked till more than 10pm at night... My whole life in that detention centre was that work that I was doing.
When they rescued people from the sea, the officers were afraid because of the coronavirus, they didn't want to approach them so we had to go. Their mind wouldn’t be ok. I would calm them down, some of them would like me, some of them would also hate me because they thought I was helping the officers every day. I would tell them “don’t give up, everyone passes through a bad time, one day you will come out of that."
Kojo said he never got paid for his work, even though he would work all day every day for over 9 months.
“Sometimes you’d wake up in the morning seeing soldiers training and shooting guns like we were in Libya… The people in there were people who have seen war, and they can hear gunshots in the background in the morning. I don’t feel threatened by guns but hearing gunshots every morning is not good… When I was there, I knew that everything has a beginning and has an end, and that I was hoping for. I was hoping that one day, all this nonsense would come to an end.” - *Akin
*Kouame said that he would witness suicide attempts every day throughout his ten months in detention. "People are in detention and they don’t go out... they would take a rope around a fan to hang themselves...
Every day you’d be seeing these kinds of things...
When we went out to share food in the morning, as soon as we left, there was one guy who took the clothes he was wearing, divided them into pieces and tied them like a rope. That same guy I mentioned earlier, we saw him hanging himself in the bathroom from the window and we rushed in there to try and stop him."
“We would play football in the yard, and sometimes the ball would get stuck, and the security would use bad language to get it down. For many weeks they wouldn’t give us the ball, and for a while we had nothing to do, we’d just sit down or sleep. Then we’d get the ball depending to the guards’ moods, so how we were treated was dependant on that mood. We were depressed in that situation, because there was nothing to do during the day”. - Farish from Bangladesh.
*Moussa spent over two months in detention, which to him “felt like two years”. During this time, it was the friends he made there that helped him get through it. On a day-to-day basis they would care for each other, with small actions such as bringing food for each other if one would have been asleep at the time.
One thing Moussa could not stand in detention was that if he ever had to leave for an appointment (with an NGO representative, for example), he would be handcuffed. “It changed me, because I didn’t do any crimes, and they handcuffed me with people looking at me in the street – it made me feel ashamed,” he said.
He couldn’t sleep the night before he was let out of detention. “I was in my bed and my friend told me to wake up, because today is freedom”.