The Agony of Waiting for a Ceasefire That Never Comes

 

"f not for the war, I would be playing soccer with my friends twice a week. I would be watching movies with my wife. I would be reading the books on my shelves. I would be taking my kids to the playground, and to the beach. I would be riding my bike with my son, Yazzan, on the beach road. But now there are no books and no shelves and no beach road. "

read report by Mosab Abu Toha

The Agony of Waiting for a Ceasefire That Never Comes | The New Yorker