Bukovica engleski.qxd - Fond za humanitarno pravo

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Bukovica engleski.qxd 15.3.2003 13:53 Page 40 40 Bukovica Osman Kaim was himself severely beaten in Kovačevići in the fall of 1992 when he went to the community office to obtain a certificate on the extension of his son Munever’s ID card. Such certificates were valid for only one month and every time Munever went to get one he was physically or verbally abused. I decided to go instead of Munever to spare him. Being an old man, I thought they wouldn’t make problems for me. I got to Kovačevići and saw a lot of soldiers and civilians outside the building housing the police station, post office, a store, and the Registry Office. They were wearing different kinds of uniforms - camouflage fatigues, ordinary military and police uniforms - so that you couldn’t tell who was police and who was army. A tall young man in uniform came up to me, grabbed the beret I always wear, and threw it up on the roof of the building. I kept cool and handed my son’s ID to a man in uniform, after which he gave it back to me together with the certificate. When he was giving me the papers, he suddenly hit me in the side, so hard that the spot is still painful. I found out later that his last name is Djerković and that he’s from Brdo village in Bukovica. Then I went home. It was about noon. About one kilometer from Kovačevići, near the edge of the woods, three uniformed men caught up with me, including the one called Djereković - a short man - who had hit me in Kovačevići. As soon as they came close, they started tripping me up to make me fall. I moved aside, thinking they would go on their way. But Djerković came up to me, threw a belt around my neck and pushed me over a tree stump. Then all three started kicking and punching me all over. Djerković kept me pinned down all the time with the belt around my neck. I passed out after that beating and lay there for three or four hours.

Bukovica engleski.qxd 15.3.2003 13:53 Page 41 Humanitarian Law Center It was getting dark when I came to. I started off for home and didn’t fell too bad until I reached Marinjac village, about four kilometers farther on. When I got to the village I sat down by the fountain for a drink of water and a rest. I rested for about half an hour and when I got up again, I felt very weak and painful all over my body from the beating. I made a big effort and got home about 11 p.m. The next day, my family wrapped me in a raw sheepskin to bring down the big swellings I had. I lay wrapped in the sheepskin for about 10 days. Osman Kaim was not physically abused after this incident, but his house was searched a number of times and he was sworn at and insulted. He said it was at this time that younger men began flee Bukovica. Those who had the necessary papers went to Macedonia, Turkey or other countries via Pljevlja. Those who did not trekked through the woods to Goražde or other places in Bosnia under Muslim-army control. Osman Kaim stayed and in the spring of 1993 saw Drago, Pero and Mišo Kovačević from the nearby village of Šapići in Bosnia’s Čajniče municipality destroying abandoned Muslim houses in the Bukovica villages Šapici, Kava and Bunguri. They took the furniture, household goods, roof beams and everything else that could be carried away. After what had happened to me and around me, I decided on 5 May 1993 to leave my village Bunguri with my family. That night we walked through the woods and the mountains to Goražde. I still live here in a refugee center. 41

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Humanitarian Law Center<br />

It was getting dark when I came to. I started off for<br />

home and didn’t fell too bad until I reached Marinjac<br />

village, about four kilometers farther on. When I got to<br />

the village I sat down by the fountain for a drink of<br />

water and a rest. I rested for about half an hour and<br />

when I got up again, I felt very weak and painful all<br />

over my body from the beating. I made a big effort and<br />

got home about 11 p.m. The next day, my family<br />

wrapped me in a raw sheepskin to bring down the big<br />

swellings I had. I lay wrapped in the sheepskin for about<br />

10 days.<br />

Osman Kaim was not physically abused after this incident,<br />

but his house was searched a number of times and<br />

he was sworn at and insulted. He said it was at this time<br />

that younger men began flee <strong>Bukovica</strong>. Those who had<br />

the necessary papers went to Macedonia, Turkey or<br />

other countries via Pljevlja. Those who did not trekked<br />

through the woods to Goražde or other places in<br />

Bosnia under Muslim-army control.<br />

Osman Kaim stayed and in the spring of 1993 saw<br />

Drago, Pero and Mišo Kovačević from the nearby village<br />

of Šapići in Bosnia’s Čajniče municipality destroying<br />

abandoned Muslim houses in the <strong>Bukovica</strong> villages<br />

Šapici, Kava and Bunguri.<br />

They took the furniture, household goods, roof beams<br />

and everything else that could be carried away. After<br />

what had happened to me and around me, I decided on<br />

5 May 1993 to leave my village Bunguri with my family.<br />

That night we walked through the woods and the mountains<br />

to Goražde. I still live here in a refugee center.<br />

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