Witness to an Uprising: What I Saw in Bahrain

An English instructor living in Manama saw a would-be revolution brutally repressed outside his window, so he tried to document it on video, and that's when his troubles started

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Bahraini protesters gather at Pearl Roundabout on February 19 / AP

This is part one of a four-part series. Read the whole series here.

It all started for me on Valentine's Day, 2011. Monday, February 14.

On a normal Monday, I would have been at work at Bahrain Polytechnic, where I was employed as an English tutor. This day, however, I was on mid-semester break and planned to relax with my wife in our apartment on the 10th floor of the Abraj Al Lulu (Pearl Towers) apartment complex, which overlooked Pearl Roundabout, an unofficial city center. Since then, Pearl Roundabout has been destroyed. But the protests that began there almost a year ago are still going, still challenging the regime of King Hamad Al Khalifa, who is Sunni in a majority Shia country. It's still not clear where the uprising will go, but during my time in Bahrain it changed the country. This is what I saw.

In the weeks leading up to this day there had been much political activity in Tunisia and Egypt, where outdated rulers had been overthrown. I had discovered on Facebook that a protest was set to take place at Pearl Roundabout and I was looking forward to seeing what would happen. The roundabout was named for the impressive, large "Pearl Monument" right next to us. Our apartment overlooked Dana Mall and the Lulu Hypermarket contained within. I thought that the protest was to take place at the small roundabout at the entrance to Dana Mall and so I kept looking out our window to see if anything happened.

After a while I noticed that several police four-wheel-drive vehicles had gathered on the large vacant area opposite Dana Mall. Not long after I heard many loud bangs and saw a lot of white smoke. It appeared that the police had cornered a group of people in a side street near the roundabout next to Dana Mall. I assumed that these were the same protesters who were often setting fire to tires around the Sanabis area (the area closest to Dana Mall and the Pearl Roundabout). To me, it looked like they had set off some smoke bombs and had quickly ran away. Pretty harmless stuff, it seemed. By the time the smoke had cleared there was no one remaining and the police vehicles soon left the area. I later learned that there were many other similar skirmishes throughout Bahrain that day, including the death of one protester, which explained the rather small police presence near us.

Later that day from my apartment window I counted at least 80 police vehicles positioned in the vacant lot opposite Dana Mall. The Pearl Roundabout, much larger than the one near Dana Mall, which I had assumed would be the center of protest, had been completely blocked off and surrounded by police. I was able to see from the open car park in the bottom three floors of the Abraj Al Lulu complex that no one could get in or out of the roundabout. Police were turning back cars that had exited from the Seef highway and there was a lot of traffic held up in the surrounding streets. It was obvious that the police did not want anyone anywhere near the roundabout. The police cars on the vacant lot separated into groups of about 10 and all sped off in different directions off to various Shia villages, I later learned, to fight with protesters. Apart from the traffic disruption the rest of the day around us was quite peaceful.

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My apartment building, left, looks over the Pearl Roundabout, right

The next day, Tuesday February 15, was quite strange. I watched hundreds of people stream towards the Pearl Roundabout, parking their cars on the vacant lot and walking, carrying Bahraini flags. I ventured downstairs to the parking lot and looked out over the roundabout. The police had all gone and it was teeming with people. The mood was one of gaiety. People seemed happy to be there and within a short time there were tents, microphones, a stage, and even sofas. I later found out that a popcorn machine had been installed. I was fascinated to see many women, all dressed in their black abayas standing shoulder to shoulder with men chanting and singing songs. Soon there were so many people that cars could not use the surrounding streets. Despite this, the mood was still peaceful and calm and although I did not fully understand what was happening I felt quite safe and not threatened at all. As more public address systems were installed we were able to hear the singing, the chanting, and the speeches from our apartment and in the evening more and more people arrived, especially families. The sounds (I don't like to call it noise) continued late into the evening and I was surprised to see that many younger men were spending the night there.

The "occupation" of Pearl Roundabout continued into the following day, when the number of people swelled considerably. Every inch of the roundabout was occupied by people; a small city of tents had sprung up. A stage was erected and the day was once again taken up with speeches, singing, and chanting. Food and drinks were handed out and once again the number of women involved was quite interesting. The evening brought the most visitors, as many families arrived at the roundabout to join in the peaceful protests. Eventually the whole area was quiet as they bedded down for another evening.

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Tony Mitchell is an Australian English instructor who has taught in Thailand, Oman, and most recently Bahrain.

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