My name is Gamela and I am looking for my family. An appeal to Yemen

The diaspora and stories of ordinary people who find themselves with little or no roots. A father disappearing and a woman looking for her past.
The time has come to help an English- Yemeni who is trying to sew the patches of her life, stretching from Sheffield area – England – to Aden, Southern Yemen

‘Mine is a long heartbreaking story.
My mum left me when I was three months old. It was my father, Yemeni, who actually brought us up.
When I was sixteen, my father said he was going to Yemen for a few months but he never returnt.
My step mum was here, in England with us, until she died.
I have a brother and a sister: they went the English way, I sticked to Islam instead.

I lost my youth and life feels very heavy.
My mum was English, definitely not a good mum.
We suffered a lot as children while my dad worked tirelessly in steel work. He was a hard worker and looked after us. We didn’t have much but we never suffered; it was as if he was balancing life for us.

When we were little, I remember him going to Yemen for holidays. 

On those occasions, he would put us in children’s homes until his return.
He always came back when we were little. I remember very few things. I know he had a lot of relatives here, but have lost contact. I have no pictures of him.

I can tell you I was born on January 16th 1965, my name is Gamela Zura Hashem (my middle name is after my father’s wife in Yemen), we used to live at 85 Shirland Lane, Attercliffe (Sheffield, England) and my father worked as a crane driver at Davy Roll.

My father’s name is Mohammed Hashem, at times they called him Al Aswad.
The family of my father had hotels in Southern Yemen, in Aden.

I understand I have little information, but will you help me find my father or his family?’


(The request was originally collected for the page of  Living In Yemen On The Edge   and the appeal goes both to England – Sheffield area, and Aden, Southern Yemen.
Gamela has virtually nothing from her past to accompany her)

Published by thetalkingofthesoul

No more than a whisper The soul talks, always A nomad with an unstinting love for people

8 Comments

  1. Bob Oort says:
    September 17, 2018 at 12:38 am

    “Always I am a nomad in life growing intolerant to the injustices of the world. Still, a dreamer of a better world”.

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  2. joliesattic says:
    September 18, 2018 at 2:12 am

    Much success to you in your quest.

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    1. thetalkingofthesoul says:
      September 18, 2018 at 1:31 pm

      I will tell Gamela. She will be the happiest. Thank you so much x

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      1. gamela1965 says:
        December 30, 2022 at 10:20 pm

        How are you

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      2. thetalkingofthesoul says:
        January 9, 2023 at 8:56 am

        in pain for yemen, as ever
        you?

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  3. Gamela says:
    March 17, 2022 at 3:52 pm

    Thankyou I did find my family in Yemen but not my father he passed away but I plan going to Yemen to see his resting place this my only wish before I pass

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    1. thetalkingofthesoul says:
      March 17, 2022 at 6:03 pm

      Gamela, this is the best/saddest news of all. I hope you still have my email. Please write and keep me posted.
      You will always have my heart

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      1. gamela1965 says:
        December 30, 2022 at 10:19 pm

        Thank you

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