February 18, 2017
Composite image: Beach at sunset with overlaid flowers

Love in a strange land

The UK was very different from Syria – 800 degrees different. When I was in Damascus, I didn't really consider myself living any more.
October 22, 2016
Arch replica in Trafalgar Square

The Arch

Sometimes I try to avoid saying I’m from Syria, just to avoid talking about it. I don’t think people understand.
October 9, 2016
Path lined by trees in Hyde Park

A Londoner

Before the war, people would ask me: “Where are you from?” And when I said: “From Syria,” many people would ask: “Where is Syria?”.
May 1, 2016
Hands holding a smartphone

How I keep in touch with family in Syria

I cannot see my family in Syria much, because it is so hard to get to them. So we send each other pictures on WhatsApp.
April 17, 2016
Shipping crates

Easy Target

My fondest memories are those of childhood – memories of playtime, of true friends that I miss in these foreign lands.
April 3, 2016
Man exhaling smoke

The Syria Test

They asked me a lot of questions. The first 20 were to verify if I was Syrian or not.
March 19, 2016
Globe showing Europe

Finding salvation beyond barbed wire

On a cold night in 2013, I left my beloved house in my city Qamishli, and headed towards the barbed wire that separated our country from Turkey.
January 13, 2016
Photograph of girl

My Daughter’s Face

I recalled my daughter’s face. It was worth experiencing this torture, if she could just live like the rest of the world’s children.
December 20, 2015
Girl writing sums on blackboard

My Bracelet

When I was a young girl in Damascus, when everything seemed possible, I was told going to school and completing my education would be the most valuable thing I could do.