State
of the stateless: Meet Steven, a man who can’t work because he
doesn’t exist
The United Nations
estimates that there are 12 million stateless people worldwide.
Steven is one of them. He lives in Britain and cannot be deported –
but neither can he get a job, a bank account, a driving licence or an
education. Emma Batha reports
2
June, 2014
Three
years ago Steven walked into a police station in Cardiff and asked to
be arrested, even though he hadn’t committed any crime. When the
police refused, he asked if it would help if he insulted an officer.
They refused again.
Steven
had hit rock bottom after a series of events had left him destitute,
and he believed a police cell would be preferable to another night
sleeping rough.
His
predicament boils down to this: no country recognises him as a
citizen.
“Being
stateless is like being an alien. Anywhere you place me on the
planet, everyone will still say, ‘You are not from here’,” he
says. “Just talking about it makes me feel anxious.”
With
no nationality, he has no rights to the basics that most people take
for granted such as healthcare, education and employment. He cannot
travel, open a bank account, get a driving licence or even get
married.
Steven,
now 32, believes he was born in Zimbabwe or possibly Mozambique. His
mother vanished when he was 18, and he never knew his father.
“I
haven’t got a record of my birth, and that’s the beginning of all
my problems. I have nothing to state who I am or where I’m from.”
Steven
– not his real name – spent his childhood travelling with his
mother, a vendor who sold goods in Zimbabwe and neighbouring
countries. She told him almost nothing about her family, but he
believes she was from Mozambique and may have fled because of the
civil war there.
At
15, Steven’s mother left him with a relative in Zimbabwe’s second
city, Bulawayo. He last saw her in 2000. No one has heard from her
since. As he approached adulthood he tried to obtain ID, but could
find no record of his birth.
He
left Zimbabwe after becoming involved with the Movement for
Democratic Change (MDC) which had been set up to challenge President
Robert Mugabe. As the authorities cracked down, he fled to London on
a fake passport.
British
officials rejected Steven’s application for asylum and told him to
leave, but with no documents he was unable to do so. While he awaited
a solution, he settled in Cardiff, where he worked at the city’s
rugby stadium and in warehouses. No one ever asked for
identification. He fell in love with a Ugandan student and they set
up home and had a baby.
“It
was a normal life like anyone would dream of. Wake up, go to work,
come back, play with my daughter. It was perfect,” he says.
But
his world collapsed in 2010, when his girlfriend finished her studies
and was told to return to Uganda.
“However
hard it was, I felt it was best for my daughter to go with her
mother. I had no place to stay and no nationality to pass on to my
daughter. There is no way I’m having a child take on my
statelessness.”
At
the same time, British employers started checking IDs. Steven lost
everything and ended up in a homeless shelter. Friends turned their
backs on him when he said he was an illegal immigrant.
Steven
has written countless letters to the Zimbabwean and Mozambican
embassies, the official registrar in Harare and even the hospital
where he believes he was born. The Zimbabwean Embassy said he would
have to go to Harare to search the records.
“One
solicitor who’s an expert on Zimbabwe clearly stated to me that my
situation is very, very bleak,” he says. “Me being here, there’s
no way I can find out the facts for myself. I would have to be able
to travel and I can’t.”
Most
stateless people in Britain end up in destitution or detention, even
though there is nowhere they can be deported to.
There
is growing international recognition that the world must do more to
protect people like Steven. The United Nations, which estimates there
are up to 12 million stateless people globally, will launch a major
campaign this year aiming to eradicate statelessness within a decade.
Asylum
groups in Europe are meanwhile calling on their governments to
provide stateless people with a way to legalise their residence,
giving them similar rights to refugees.
Britain
introduced a stateless determination procedure last year, and Steven
is waiting to hear if his application has been successful.
“What
I’d like most is an ID with my picture on it. I’ve never had one
before,” he says. “I would work hard and go and find my
daughter.”
If
Zimbabwe provides documentation proving Steven is Zimbabwean, he says
he would worry about returning to a country where he no longer knows
anyone. “But at least I would know that I am a Zimbabwean. I would
have an ID. I would be part of a people.”
The
worst outcome would be to remain undocumented. “I would be an
illegal immigrant forever. I’d be left to roam the streets. One day
I’d die and no one would come to my funeral.”
Steven
has now spent 10 years in limbo, but tries to remain positive. He
lives with a new girlfriend and her two boys, whom he is clearly
devoted to. Unable to work, he looks after the children. He also
volunteers at the crisis centre where he used to sleep.
Articulate
and bright, Steven spends a lot of time in the library – his
“second home”. He would have loved to train as a quantity
surveyor, but statelessness has robbed him of opportunities.
However,
there is one dream he won’t let go of: “I want my daughter to
have that sense of security and belonging that I never had.”
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