Hamza – the son of northern Aleppo

Hamza – the son of northern Aleppo

Before leaving Hamza to help another displaced person, I told him: “You are in a safe place now. What do you need?” He replied: “I want another piece of biscuit for my younger brother.”

Aleppo’s streets were empty

Aleppo’s streets were empty

My wife and I were so frightened. She was praying the whole time until the motorbike finally turned on. We drove again until reaching a friend’s house. It was 7pm.

Tribute paid to fallen hero of Islamic Relief

Tribute paid to fallen hero of Islamic Relief

First he volunteered to keep his local bakery going, when the staff fled in fear for their lives. He then left town himself as the aerial bombardments intensified, taking refuge in a small village in the Idlib area and living in a small single room in the shell of an unfinished house.