Syria crisis: Reema's last day at home

Posted by Jane Beesley Programme Communications - Humanitarian

7th Jun 2013

Amongst Reema's poems and drawings there is something unexpected.  It is something she decided she wanted to write about. It's titled, 'My last day at home'.

"I remember my last day at home. I was walking home back from school, my heart filled with fear from the deafening sound of bombs blasting. I was running fast on an endless road. I was running back home, seeking with my siblings protection in my mother's arms. Finally, I was there. The bombings stopped for a while. 

"Mom served lunch. I ate, drank a glass of water, then went into my room with my notebook and pen. I wanted to do my homework. I took my pen. It almost slipped out of my hand for my fingers were trembling with fear. All of a sudden, the bombings resumed. My pen dropped. I grasped it firmly. The sound of missiles was unbearable. Then, I dropped both my pen and notebook. I hid under the table. I thought it might protect me.

As soon as I raised my head, I heard people screaming, people crying here and there. I opened the door to my room, ran to my mom, almost paralysed with fear, screaming with all my strength: 'Mom! Mom!'. Mom, Dad and all my siblings gathered around me. We were crying and screaming. We all ran out to the street, fearful, not knowing where to go. 

I left home. I left my schoolbag, my notebook, my pencils. I didn't finish my homework. I ran as fast as I could, screaming to my siblings: 'Hurry! Let's go!' with tears in my eyes, and memories of my house and my room in my heart.

Little by little, home was fading away, as well as the pomegranate and lemon trees, and the jasmine bush in my garden. Our neighbor's house, my grandfather's house, my friends' house all faded away. God, what happened to my country? Since that day, my exile started… 



Jane's blogs from Lebanon

Jane Beesley has been in Lebanon for the past few weeks, meeting families that have been forced to leave their homes because of the conflict in Syria. Here are the first three blogs she wrote while there:

Reema: A girl whose face you'll never see

A small green book: Reema's poetry

- Syria crisis: We are not alone




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