Shedding tears for her poor child, who passed away immediately after delivering her baby, Raghad’s mother never expected that her little girl’s marriage would end like this. “I wish she had realized my anger and quarrels with her father before that marriage,” said the grieving mother.
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After Farah’s injury, surgeons did their best to restore the severed part of her leg. However, this left her with a shorter leg, which became an obstacle to her movement….
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….
Everything seems different this morning; the expressions on people’s faces, their concerns, and their feeling of the breeze that moves the leaves. Today is the time for their suffering to end; the time for tears to disappear and be replaced with smiles. …
In a muddy yard, Hiba holds a spool of white thread. At first, you might think the little girl is about to make a kite to run after in the camp. You would also imagine her drown in laughter and joy. But in fact, these threads are Hiba’s only “shield” to survive….
Here, there is neither a board to write the Arabic alphabet on, nor walls, nor paintings of the sun whose rays fall on children’s swings. Until recently, there were no desks either. The classroom floor is covered with pebbles that hurt children’s feet….
