From Aleppo to Madrid: a Syrian¡¯s bullfighting odyssey

It was the culmination of an incredible journey that began as a teenager when he saw his first bullfight, on television.

¡°I was a just a kid, but those images made a real impression on me,¡± says Hazem, speaking from his home in the small town of Algemes¨ª, in Spain¡¯s Valencia region.

I thought being a bullfighter would be something really normal in Spain

¡°I didn¡¯t? even know what a bullfighter was, I didn¡¯t understand anything. I thought the whole thing was some kind of illusion, but it also seemed like something unique, filled with beauty and truth,¡± he says.

In 2000, when he turned 18, Hazem quit his studies and traveled to Spain, settling in Valencia and seeking out members of the bullfighting community there. He was initially? given a tourist visa and began working at an electronic warehouse to make ends meet. His parents stayed on in Syria: his father has since died, but his mother now lives in Spain.

¡°I came to Spain with the idea of becoming a bullfighter. I like risk and think of myself as brave. The problem was that I didn¡¯t know the language: I didn¡¯t even know where I could study how to perform the pase¨ªllo, the ceremonial entrance of bullfighters into the ring.¡±

The first thing the young man did was change his name. ¡°Hazem doesn¡¯t suit you, a friend said to me: how about Alejandro ¨C does that sound good to you? And since then everyone calls me that. The whole thing with El Sirio (The Syrian) came later.¡±

Over the next four years he learned Spanish, which he speaks with surprising savoir-faire, and then presented himself at the Escuela Taurina de Valencia, the region's bullfighting school. The first thing the director told him was that at the age of 22 he was too old.

I will never be content with being just another bullfighter

¡°I felt terrible. I didn¡¯t understand how something that could be so typical of Spain could be so difficult. I thought being a bullfighter would be something really normal,¡± Hazem recalls.

After this initial rejection, he tried to train at rings where local bullfighters trained. He was so persistent that he was finally allowed to come along for a few evenings and learn a few of the techniques, albeit with an imaginary bull. He spent two years learning about the equipment used by bullfighters and how to fight, but also realized he would never make his debut as a novillero, or apprentice bullfighter, meaning that he would never become a matador and kill a bull in the ring.

¡°That¡¯s just how it is: my maestro, V¨ªctor Manuel Bl¨¢zquez, told me. I am too old. And he told me I was better off trying out as a banderillero, one of three assistants who assist the matador in the ring by plunging the banderillas, the colorful barbed sticks, into the bull¡¯s shoulder.¡±

Hazem Al-Masri initially thought bullfighting was some kind of illusion, but the images stayed with him

And so, seven years after arriving in Spain, Hazem made his debut in 2007 wearing a borrowed costume. That year he also invested €1,200 in a suit of lights, colored navy blue and silver, moving to? Utiel, a small town in the heart of Valencia's wine growing region.

In 2011, opportunity knocked. A friend who was part of? Rom¨¢n¡¯s cuadrilla fell ill, and he stood in for him. Then, in 2014 he made his debut at Seville¡¯s Maestranza bullring with the novillero Fernando Beltr¨¢n, an occasion he says he will never forget. This year he performed for three afternoons at Madrid¡¯s Las Ventas with Rom¨¢n, and is hopeful about the future.

¡°I¡¯ve a lot to learn, but I will never be content with being just another bullfighter. This is a big world and very beautiful, but very demanding. I hope Rom¨¢n earns a solid reputation and that I can continue being part of his team. That would make me proud.¡±

Hazem has had to balance his vocation as a bullfighter with other jobs and says that while he is happy in Spain he hasn¡¯t forgotten his origins and the tragedy that has unfolded in Syria.

¡°I didn¡¯t live through the war ¨C my memories are of a peaceful country without unemployment and full of friendly people.¡±

English version by George Mills.