by Laurena Zondo, Editor of mosaic
WHILE MARIA* AND HER HUSBAND have always been among the poorer population in Syria, there were still joys in life – they were blessed with children, purchased a small apartment, saw the marriage of grown children, and the birth of grandchildren. But then fighting erupted. Five years later, the brutal civil war rages on with no end in sight.
Maria’s youngest, an 11-year-old daughter, stopped going to school at the mosque because “armed groups started coming into the neighbourhood and kidnapping children.” Bombs started to drop, leaving rubble and bodies in the streets – someone’s aunt killed while hanging out the laundry; someone’s nephew killed while playing football. Traumatized children started to run and hide when they heard airplanes, and they wet their beds at night.
One day a bomb falls on Maria’s building, destroying what precious little they had. Continue reading