Today's post -- a letter and a song -- was written by a 10-year-old girl named Haya. She is a refugee from Syria.
Here's what she has to say.
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Peace to you.
I am talking on behalf of Syrian children, calling on you -- the people of the other world. Have you ever thought of Syria? Have you ever thought of the children of Syria? My country, Syria?
When 21-year-old Waed’s contractions spurred her to leave home and see her midwife, she knew she was about to give birth to new life. She didn’t realize that she would also be saving her own. As she was delivering her baby girl, Muna, in a nearby building, a rocket fell on her house. It was destroyed.
“We joked about calling her Rocket,” says Waed, “because a rocket marked her birth. She saved us from a rocket.”