{"id":31047,"date":"2020-04-25T15:56:43","date_gmt":"2020-04-25T13:56:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/norkhosq.net\/?p=31047"},"modified":"2020-04-25T15:57:19","modified_gmt":"2020-04-25T13:57:19","slug":"mesrob-shekerdemian-my-eldest-uncle-was-a-hero-and-a-commander-in-the-resistance-against-the-turkish-genocide-of-armenians-in-hadjen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/norkhosq.net\/?p=31047","title":{"rendered":"Mesrob Shekerdemian, my eldest uncle, was a hero and a Commander in the resistance against the Turkish Genocide of Armenians in Hadjen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/scontent-dus1-1.xx.fbcdn.net\/v\/t1.0-9\/95189659_3255337141157060_4700940631453728768_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&amp;_nc_sid=8024bb&amp;_nc_eui2=AeFD8kabx_VPNv3Ko86bxIj0BFy0jaS67bQEXLSNpLrttDgCscOkxSkbf6FvTocro_k&amp;_nc_ohc=CXu6WJa7_UsAX8Jx2qy&amp;_nc_ht=scontent-dus1-1.xx&amp;oh=b526820e4ea05e115206be29cd422be3&amp;oe=5ECA34A4\" alt=\"\" width=\"495\" height=\"761\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">The  Shekerdemian Brother&#8217;s Survival, Hadjen, 1915-1923<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Tamar  Fyne-Silva Shekerdemian Vartanian<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Today, 24th April 2020, marks the 105th anniversary of the Armenian  Genocide. This year, I wanted to share my family&#8217;s story with you,  written by my aunt Silva Shekerdemian Vartanian. The man in this picture  is my grandfather Zaven who I sadly never got to meet.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">The Brother&#8217;s Survival, Hadjen, 1915-1923<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Mesrob Shekerdemian, my eldest uncle, was a hero and a Commander in the  resistance against the Turkish Genocide of Armenians in Hadjen (now  Saimbeyli, Turkey) of 1915-1919.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Mesrob fought against the Turks  to protect Hadjen and its surrounding villages from the Turkish army and  the massacres that ensued. He organised groups of volunteers from  Hadjen to defend themselves from the Turkish and Kurdish brigades and  looters whose aim was to eliminate Armenians from Hadjen. Sadly,  Mesrob\u2019s parents and two sisters were brutally killed however, he  managed to survive and made his way to Cyprus, where he settled.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Yervant Shekerdemian, my second eldest uncle, also survived the massacre  with the help of a Turkish family who knew my grandfather, Kaloust  Shekerdemian, a very successful businessman in Hadjen.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">To  survive, Yervant remained in Hadjen and became this family\u2019s shepherd.  Meanwhile in Cyrpus, Mesrob received a message that his brother was  still alive and with the help of some of his friends in Hadjen, Yervant  escaped and eventually Mesrob and Yervant were reunited in Cyprus.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/scontent-dus1-1.xx.fbcdn.net\/v\/t1.0-9\/95019522_3255336721157102_2039131785014542336_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&amp;_nc_sid=8024bb&amp;_nc_eui2=AeEO_2LtNok37ZPZuOvC8muIAE2gyrhwB6gATaDKuHAHqAwJwnX8Gw0m8fsrkLDx7rs&amp;_nc_ohc=Oz7FDmwIBN0AX_mxKvm&amp;_nc_ht=scontent-dus1-1.xx&amp;oh=e51e6c60277e9616d4e7625c5036993f&amp;oe=5EC9B1BF\" alt=\"\" width=\"561\" height=\"768\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Zaven Shekerdemian (pictured), my father was about 8 years old at the time of the Armenian Genocide.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Turkish soldiers came to Zaven\u2019s house and forced him, his parents and  two aunts, to vacate their house and walk towards their church, Sourp  Hagop, with all of the other Armenian men, women and children of Hadjen.  Once they arrived at the church, the men were separated from the women  and children. Zaven never saw his father again.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">My father  witnessed the massacres of the women and children of Hadjen by Turkish  soldiers \u2013 a baby cut in half with a sword by a Turkish soldier simply  for crying with hunger. He remembered how the soldier then told the  baby\u2019s mother, \u201cyour baby will not cry now\u201d.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">When Zaven\u2019s turn  came, Turkish soldiers threw him up in the air and shot him. He thought  he was dead, but woke up amongst all the dead bodies. He realised he was  alive but injured with a painful bullet wound that had penetrated his  left shoulder and come out of the other side. He then heard noises and  realised two more children were alive, a girl and a boy, who were of a  similar age. They helped each other by mixing earth with water to create  a mud to cover their wounds and managed to get away together.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">The three children kept themselves safe until a Turkish family in  Hadjen, who knew my grandfather Kaloust Shekerdemian, found out Zaven  was alive. They took my father in to protect him from the Turkish  soldiers and made him their servant. They were a large family and had  many servants, all by the name of Ali. They named my father Gavour Ali,  meaning infidel.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">For three years, my father looked after the  family\u2019s young children and animals. One of Zaven\u2019s \u2018duties\u2019 was to  soothe the baby of the family to sleep by walking with him on his back  for hours. Often the baby would urinate all over my father \u2013 despite  this Zaven had no choice but to keep calm and continue until the baby  had settled. During this time, Zaven spoke only Turkish and forgot his  own Armenian language.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">After three years, my uncle Mesrob  received a message through his business associates (Mesrob had become a  successful merchant in Cyprus) that his youngest brother Zaven was  alive. It took a while for Zaven reach Beirut, Lebanon safely, where he  was put in an orphanage. Of course, my uncle Mesrob wanted Zaven to be  with him and eventually three brothers were reunited in Cyprus.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">By this time, my father was about 12 years old and could not speak  Armenian. He attended the Armenian school in Cyprus and was put in a  class with 5 year olds. Zaven sat right at the back of the classroom  because he was so tall. All the children used to make fun of him and  laugh when the teacher used to call him \u2018Big Boy\u2019.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Our father,  Zaven, would bravely tell us and everyone who asked, the story of his  survival of the massacre in Hadjen. It did not matter how many times we  heard his story, we always sat listening in tears struggling to imagine  how such a young boy could witness and survive the barbarity of Ottoman  Empire.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Our father\u2019s wish was simply RECOGNITION. Recognition of  the atrocities against the Armenian people by the Ottoman Empire, not  only by Turkey itself, but also by every country around the world. To  date, 32 countries have recognised the Armenian Genocide but there is  still a long way to go.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Zaven Shekerdemian sadly passed away in 1988.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Today exists Nor Hadjen (New Hadjen), a town in the Republic of  Armenia. In 1973 survivors of the Armenian Genocide from the Armenian  Diaspora, including my father, were invited to Nor Hadjen to be present  at a special commemoration ceremony. The Nor Hadjen Museum has a corner  dedicated to the Shekerdemian Brothers.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">We are honoured and very proud to be descendants of survivors of the Armenian Genocide.<br \/>\n\u2014 with Mano Zaven, Alex Pourian, Silva Shekerdemian Vartanian, Shant Pourian, Manoug Zaven Shekerdemian and Vartoug Pourian.<\/p>\n<p id=\"js_4\"><a id=\"js_1zg\" href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/aharon.shekerdemian?__tn__=%2CdC-R-R&amp;eid=ARBY-3ZK5Qk0b9yHbJ2Kk6Yvty2EQ461eMODLxcN-iHop07rAyvEk2DjwBZdKce4urTSX_QMnpDNVnNl&amp;hc_ref=ARSHmhkp14dNAnvn4SCxP8CQ3nK9T7YpeBRinuGGhdp5wpChydMS30_v_0dbBj28SNY&amp;fref=nf\">Aharon Shekerdemian<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; The Shekerdemian Brother&#8217;s Survival, Hadjen, 1915-1923 Tamar Fyne-Silva Shekerdemian Vartanian Today, 24th April 2020, marks the 105th anniversary of the Armenian Genocide. 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