In Gaza, even childhood has another taste ๐
Instead of colorful toys and healthy foods, my children sit and share pieces of stale bread, to get by.
At an age when they were supposed to run in peace and fill the place with laughter, they live through a cruelty that doesnโt resemble the tenderness of their years. In their eyes, there is only one question: What did we do wrong?
These are my children, and this is Gaza... childrenโnothing they hope for from this world is more than their simple right to a safe childhood.
O Allah, feed them from hunger, keep them safe from fear, and make relief soonโso it will wipe this hardship from their hearts. ๐ต๐ธ
#GazaStrip
Instead of colorful toys and healthy foods, my children sit and share pieces of stale bread, to get by.
At an age when they were supposed to run in peace and fill the place with laughter, they live through a cruelty that doesnโt resemble the tenderness of their years. In their eyes, there is only one question: What did we do wrong?
These are my children, and this is Gaza... childrenโnothing they hope for from this world is more than their simple right to a safe childhood.
O Allah, feed them from hunger, keep them safe from fear, and make relief soonโso it will wipe this hardship from their hearts. ๐ต๐ธ
#GazaStrip