عَلَمٌ لُبناني يُرفرفُ عَلى مَدخل مُخيم للاجِئين السُّوريين.
What if we don’t set any alarms to bother us in the morning?
What if we ignore all the tasks we have ahead..
What if we ignore the stacks of paper on our desks?
What if we spend the day wandering around Beirut,
Praying in its mosques,
Reading poetry on its shores..
For a single day..
Before going back to the piles of depression we have for lives..
Again, this is Hamza.
This beautiful kid just left Lebanon two days ago.
Hamza will grow up far from here,
He’ll grow up and he’ll not remember that girl, Leen, who used to teach him in small refugee camp he lived in, in a small village, in a remote country..
But I will remember,
I will remember that he was so happy,
So happy that his joyful soul didn’t match this sad place..
I will remember that this place could never hold his big dreams and wide smile..
This is Hamza,
He runs after his kittens all day; his mom yelling at him to run slowly, the other kids shouting at him to take his cats out of the mosque. He can’t stop moving, talking, smiling, and asking if he can play with the ball..
I remember once he was in our front yard, we were sitting on a swing, I remember he told me: “Your house is nice,” He told me: “I don’t like living in the camp.” He didn’t sound sad while saying it. He sent so simply, so honestly, so clearly: “I don’t like living in the camp.”
In my head I shouted at him to stop talking, to stop makin me feel guilty for something I have nothing to do with. Stop talking, or else I wouldn’t sleep at night. That day he asked if he could stay at our house a little bit longer, after all the other kids have left.
Hamza: You probably had a nice small house like ours, and a swing like ours..
But the tyrants of this world destroyed that little peace, too.
This post has been a draft ever since our trip last year 😐 Here it is anyways!
Our trip was back in July 2016, we visited Utrecht, Amsterdam and Naarden, and all three were absolutely wonderful. (Utrecht was my favorite though!)
Here are the main places we visited and things we did:
And really, just walking around the city/town is priceless.
These are some of the pictures which Sena and I took during the 6 days we spent in beautiful Utrecht and the 3 spent between Naarden and Amsterdam.
My uncle, Said, and I went on a bike ride while in Utrecht, we got a little lost and ended up in some town near Utrecht, it also started raining. So, our short bike ride turned out to be a 3-4 hour ride, but it was my favorite of our whole trip.
And, of course, the bikes (everywhere. EVERYWHERE.)
If you visit The Netherlands: Utrecht is a must-visit. Don’t spend so much time in museums. Rent a bike. Even small towns like Naarden was very nice to visit and hike through. Giethoorn seems beautiful, unfortunately we couldn’t visit it 😐