Growing up i used to be scared to death people in the world acted htis way. Like when my grandparents would tell stories about the turks and what they did to the Armenians.
My great uncle in Armenia was rounded up with all the other men in the town and taken to a river side. The turks had tied all of thier hands and made the women and children watch. So they proceed to slit the mens necks and check the slits to see if the men had swallowed any jewelry to keep it from the turks, then they would toss or let the body fall into the river. So my uncle broke free and made a jump into it. He washed up somewhere that a turk family found him and helped him escape to france. No one really knows from our fam what ever happened to him from there but the story is told first hand by my great aunt who just happened to be one of the 6 year old girls who were there forced to watch this.
My great uncle in Armenia was rounded up with all the other men in the town and taken to a river side. The turks had tied all of thier hands and made the women and children watch. So they proceed to slit the mens necks and check the slits to see if the men had swallowed any jewelry to keep it from the turks, then they would toss or let the body fall into the river. So my uncle broke free and made a jump into it. He washed up somewhere that a turk family found him and helped him escape to france. No one really knows from our fam what ever happened to him from there but the story is told first hand by my great aunt who just happened to be one of the 6 year old girls who were there forced to watch this.