It seems timely to re-blog this. Praying for Aleppo at this tragic time.
Before the war, I didn’t pay attention to how much water I used. But now, water is like gold for me. It’s practically holy. (29-year-old Ali)
Water sourced from underground wells in Aleppo (Photo: Aref Haj Youssef/Reuters)
Aleppo is heartbreakingly broken. Disembowelled by conflict and war, her treasures dismembered and her citizens fleeing since 2012, seeking refuge and hospitality in a world increasingly shaped by fear.
These images depict the devastation and ruin of Aleppo in Syria, an historic and globally significant city.
During a recent visit to the Pergamon museum on Berlin’s ‘Museum Island’ I saw, for the first time, a very personal slither of history which impacted me more than the museum’s centrepiece-the Ishtar Gate or Gate of Babylon.
The Aleppo Room, Pergamon Museum
The Aleppo room belonged to a prosperous merchant and Christian citizen of the Syrian town of Aleppo named Isa ibn Butrus (Jesus son…
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