The rubbish is the last thing that I  could think of it in Syria or  spend some time for it .
When I arrived to Germany,  I noticed that it is a different here, but it was more clear when I got an invitation to  a friends house and during my visit I wanted to throw away some trash. So I went to the kitchen, but my friend followed me and began to explain to me how waste is segregate here in Germany and what benefit there is.

But I did not think that it is so important. When I started to learn German language and  in one of my tests I was surprised that the text that I should understand and answer the questions is about the rubbish  and how to deal with it. The text was difficult full of new words. And finally  I was not happy with the result at all but I didn’t blame the rubbish, I blame my self .

But not all stories of newcomers with the Rubbish are like my story.

My brother Mohammed has told me that the Rubbish System had given him a chance to get to know his „new family“,  he meant his neighbours.

Once my brother went out of his new flat when a lady came to him and she began to scream at him with torrent of phrases and words  in German and probably even in a Bavarian dialect. He did not understand any of them and he told her with a broken German  that he does not speak German. „Please talk to me in English“, he said, and the she  shouted in his  face: „NO CARTON IN Container!“: My brother  realized that the lady  cannot speak English and she cannot speak more than theses words.
Mohammed thought  that carton is the same as paper because it is from the same source  and so he threw the carton in the same container for paper.

Mohammad apologized to her, and in the evening he went to visit her with a simple gift and he brought a friend with him who speaks German. The friend explained to her that he did not knew it , she also  apologized to him and then calmly she showed him   where to throw carton.

A few weeks later he met her again with her husband and they were  surprised that Mohammad  learned the German language very quickly.
Since then, they have been good  friends as if they are one family and  not a single day passes without  meeting each other .

Dealing with waste is completely different in Syria and  Germany.
In Syria unfortunately there was no refining waste or modern ways of dealing with it so people do not intentionally separate rubbish. Here, some of the refugees saying  the phrase „complicated  system “ to deal with the waste in Germany, however I personally believe that the refugees should learn that and be able to do it not only with Rubbish but with all new things for us .

A friend of mine told me he felt very disappointed when the his flat owner wrote him an Email asking him to separate the rubbish despite he is very careful with that but he told me he got the Email because he is  the only refugee in the house .

I wonder  If we go back to Syria once, how we will be able to have the same system and educate the citizens for that .

Yes , the  topic  might be seem strange for some people , but a newcomer who is  willing to take notice to everything, whether he knew previously  or not,  and tries to get his new life settled, will say : the same thing we have or either this thing is new.
As in the case of garbage: This is a complicated thing .