The children feel sleepy and cannot open their eyes. They gather the remains of their strength and go to bed. The first minutes are very difficult; their hands and feet shiver with cold; no one dares to move his foot an inch. They all seek to enjoy the bliss of that little warmth their feet began to feel while in bed. If they move their feet to the edge, their bodies will retract again out of cold….
Feeling helpless with tears pouring down her face, an Iraqi mother held her mobile phone and went live addressing the audience on social media, begging everyone to help her in her ordeal….
On Sunday, June 6th, at 9:30am, Mrs. Fadia – characters’ names have been ch anged to preserve their privacy – was standing in front of the gateway to a place she had gone a long way to reach. The gatekeeper inquired about the reason for her arrival and the purpose of entry while checking a plastic bag, on which a local company advertisement was printed, used for bringing some stuff for the visit….
This is Mumtaz. She is a housewife and mother of four children. Among them is a sole girl, Razia….
A breeze blew turning the book page then came out a beautiful modest little girl. The smile never leaves her face. That girl grew up but she has never forgot that book with its different stories that taught her how to dream….