Halabi’s Battle

Halabi, a trader, was childless when war broke out. At first they took his livelihood then gave him more children as each day passed.

Orphaned by the war they came. For shelter. Help. He had room for up to a hundred to protect.

When Russia joined the fight against the Rebels the orphanage moved downwards. The air raids too frequent to go outside. Another bit of normality snatched away.

A need to nurture.

School rooms and dormitories moved underground. And to the background of bombing they learn. Sleep. Play. Safely. Some hope in Aleppo’s barren landscape of destruction and pain.


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