“The night we fled from our house, the sky was full of red lights from the extensive shelling. My children were so terrified; we heard the sound of the explosions around us and the voices of people in the streets and in destroyed houses asking for help, but we could not do anything. Outside, people were running from all directions – it felt like an exodus. Women were barefooted and some were uncovered; children were crying and dead bodies were lying in the streets.
It is hard to accept that your whole life and hard work has disappeared in one moment and a classroom will be the place where you and your family are expected to sit, eat, play and sleep for an unknown period of time. I am tired of living in a classroom. I want my life back. The war ruined my life and stole my peace, my dignity, and my stability.”- Hazar Abu Jazar, April 2015.
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