أرشيف الأوسمة: Children

Lojain

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The Syrian,

Baseerah Magazine

Issue 18

April 2014

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Lojain (Lens young Dimashqi)

In the midst of the cruelty… accumulated sorrows… the chaos of painful images on Facebook… cumbersome statements… dirty politics…State imposed divisions… regional interests… and rewards by the Gulf States… current governments…future governments… Jewish agendas … the Crusader tide… Nusairis’ squalor…Shiite’s revenge… international flogging… the screams, explosions, bombs, barrel bombs, pieces of flesh and blood and echoes…

Lojain appears

A civilian flower… that reinstates the true meaning of the humanity of the Syrian people…

A genuine smile planted amidst the destruction… Shining above the [Facebook] pages darkened by all of the above … to color it…

And to restore the missing oxygen in the chaos of inhumanity experienced by Syrians…

Within several days of the appearance of her first photo in the “Young Damascene Lens” [Facebook] page Lojain became an icon for many of her fellow people who had lost hope and whom were stopped by hopelessness from continuing their journey of patience…and whom have forgotten how to smile and forgotten that God states

“Do people think that they are left alone by saying: ‘We are believers, ‘ and will not be tried? We tried those who have gone before them. Allah knows those who are truthful and those who lie.” [Verses 2-3, Al-Ankaboot (The Spider), Holy Quran]

Lojain is three and a half years old… she loves her school very much … Maybe she feels like it is her only window to the world outside the realm of bombings and destruction. There she meets her teachers and her friends … and expresses her views freely, despite her young age …

He who knows Lojain sees within her hands a small toy she bears all the time and calls it a name fitting the digital era:

(Digi Snegi)

Her favorite cartoon is Tom and Jerry …

Her teachers adore her and follow her words and the beautiful way she speaks…

Her hobbies are drawing and “reenacting the way adults talk”…

Lojain is an icon of happiness and cheerfulness … she came out of the womb of pain and the Diary of Cruelty to caress the weary hearts of Syrians and remind them of the verse, that should be always remembered:

“Do not despair of the Comfort of Allah, none but unbelievers despair of the Comfort of Allah.” [Verses 88, Yusuf (Joseph), Holy Quran]

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Child Labor Amongst Syrian Refugee Children

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Zaiton Magazine *

Issue 64

* A weekly cultural intelectual Magazine issued by the free youth of Idlib (Facebook page, ISSUU site).

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Mohannad Al Nader

Mahmoud is sixteen years old and the eldest of four siblings in his Syrian family whose provider was injured and disabled during the war. Mahmoud became the breadwinner of his refugee family in the Turkish city of Gaziantep. He works at a restaurant for ten dollars a day from seven in the morning to nine at night. Despite the work’s difficult conditions and the responsibility placed on his shoulders, he feels proud to be supporting his family. Difficult conditions have forced many Syrian refugee children to work long hours for low wages. In addition to the danger that they face during their work, they miss going to school and the education that could make their future brighter. استمر في القراءة ←

أطفال صوماليين يتبادلون رسائل المعاناة مع نظرائهم السوريين

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ساشا كستر Sacha Kester

15 أيار / مايو 2014

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“نحن مثلكم ” كتب حسين عبشيف في رسالته واستطرد قائلاً ” نحن نعرف ان الحياة ليست سهلة ” وحسين يعي ما يقوله تماماً وهو الطفل الصومالي الذي يعيش في مخيم داداب, أكبر مخيم لاجئين في العالم وقد كتب حسين رسالته هذه إلى اللاجئين السوريين من الأطفال ليقول لهم انهم ليسوا وحدهم وان هناك من يشاطرهم معاناتهم. رسالة حسين هذه لم تكن خطوة فردية منه وإنما جزء من مبادرة نظمتها ورعتها منظمة الرعاية ” Care” وذلك لتبادل الرسائل بين لاجئين من مختلف أصقاع الأرض وتجمعهم العديد من القواسم المشتركة: لا أحد منهم يعلم متى سوف يعودون إلى ديارهم مثلاً أو حتى إذا أضحت هذه العودة ممكنة أصلاً. يعيش اللاجئون الصوماليون الذين تبادلوا الرسائل في مخيم داداب للاجئين ويقع في كينيا في أقصى الشمال حيث يعيش أكثر من 400,000 أربعمئة ألف لاجئ فروا من الحرب الاهلية والمجاعة والجفاف في بلادهم. أما في سوريا فتقدر منظمات الأمم المتحدة أن هناك أكثر من 2,75 مليون لاجئ تركوا بلادهم. استمر في القراءة ←

Mortar

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Enough..
End your Silence

Filmed and Directed by Abdullah al-Hakawati

The film was shot in Bostan al-Qasr in Aleppo and produced by Alshare3 Institute for Media and Development and Kayani Project for Visual Arts.

Click here for the original film in Arabic.

A Night Tale – a true story

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Michel Kilo1

8 October 2012

Suddenly, the door of my cell in the dungeon was open. It was around 3:00am. The security man ordered me to follow him. After about fifty steps, he opened the door of another cell, and entered before me, holding my hand, and pulling me behind him. He removed the blindfold off my eyes, and whispered to me: “I will come back an hour later to return you to your room” (in Syrian prisons, the solitary cell is called “Room”). He pointed out to an empty corner and said: “Sit there, and narrate a tale to this little/child boy.”

In that narrow place (2m x 2m), there was a woman in her thirties. The security man got out and closed the door, ordering me not to talk in a loud voice lest any of his colleagues would hear me, and then a disaster may occur which could see both of us sent to Tadmur [the most notorious political prison in Syria, located in the desert in the East of Syria]. استمر في القراءة ←

Fatima’s Head

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Ziad Majed

25/09/2012

It is hard to imagine what had happened to Fatima*. It is hard to describe the silence that swallowed the voices of the spectators of her death. I think the artworks on Facebook which had returned her head, portraying it as an orchard of flowers, a moon or a sun, tried hard to compensate for this horrifying silence, and to relieve Fatima, relieve her beloved ones, and relieve all of us.

What can be done for a little Syrian girl who had “lost” her head?!

What can be said to a little girl who had laid down on the ground in her dress, opening her arms, her small bleeding shoulders stuck directly to the wall..? استمر في القراءة ←