Brandon Stanton's Blog, page 347
August 8, 2014
“I worry about the day they start to want things that I can’t...

“I worry about the day they start to want things that I can’t afford.” (Shaqlawa, Iraq)
"We told her to sit with us so we could share her sadness."...

"We told her to sit with us so we could share her sadness." (Dohuk, Iraq)
I normally go into my conversations with a set of proven...

I normally go into my conversations with a set of proven questions to ask, that I find will elicit a wide variety of anecdotes from people’s lives: happiest moment, saddest moment, things like that. But with people fleeing war, it is absolutely impossible to discuss anything beyond the present moment. Their circumstances are so overpowering, there is absolutely zero room in their minds for any other thoughts. The conversation immediately stalls, because any topic of conversation beyond their present despair seems grossly inappropriate. You realize that without physical security, no other layers of the human experience can exist. “All day they do is cry for home,” she told me. (Dohuk, Iraq)
"I would give my soul if I could fix her brain." (Dohuk, Iraq)

"I would give my soul if I could fix her brain." (Dohuk, Iraq)
"There were dozens of them and only four of us. They took all my...

"There were dozens of them and only four of us. They took all my sheep." (Dohuk, Iraq)
August 7, 2014
These children are members of Iraq’s Yazidi minority, who...

These children are members of Iraq’s Yazidi minority, who are one of many minorities deemed expendable by ISIS militants. In the last few days, ISIS has moved into their villages and taken their homes. Tens of thousands of the villagers fled into a nearby range of mountains. Realizing this, ISIS circled the mountains with guns, blocked all the roads, and waited for them to die of thirst in the 120 degree heat. These children belonged to some of the families lucky enough to escape. While their parents were panicking about their relatives trapped in the mountains, these kids found a quiet place to play. I found them banging on some cans. I asked them what they were doing. “We’re building a car,” they said.
"Isn’t that cute," I thought. "They’re imagining the cans are cars."
When I came back 5 minutes later, they had punctured holes in all four cans. Using two metal wires as axles, they turned the cans into wheels, and attached them to the plastic crate lying nearby. They’d built a car. (Dohuk, Iraq)
“They are taking control of the water supply. They are breaking...

“They are taking control of the water supply. They are breaking dams, and flooding crops, and destroying the food supply of an entire country. They are forcing hundreds of thousands from their homes. It seems that there is a hand behind all of this. They are very calculating. They are making their moves very carefully to destroy the human soul. They want to rob an entire people of food and water and homes, as if to wipe them from the pages of history. And when they take the homes from these people, the children have no place to play. The children have no place to be young. No physical space, and no emotional space. They have no place to be a child, so their only frame of reference is war and fighting. And when that’s all they know, how can they grow up to be doctors and teachers? All they can possibly know is the desire for revenge and hatred for their enemies. I wish people would understand that Iraq is filled with intelligent, civilized people. This was the cradle of civilization in the Ancient World. Even the Garden of Eden was here. These aren’t dust covered, nameless refugees being forced from their homes. The refugee camps are filled with architects, and musicians, and teachers.”
“I photoshopped my head onto a healthy body, to see what I would...

“I photoshopped my head onto a healthy body, to see what I would look like.” (Erbil, Iraq)
“My happiest moments are whenever I see my mother happy.”“What’s...

“My happiest moments are whenever I see my mother happy.”
“What’s the happiest you’ve ever seen her?”
“When I was a child, some German doctors told us that I could have a surgery in Italy, and my legs would work again. She was so happy she started crying. But I never had the money to go.” (Erbil, Iraq)
“She speaks more languages than anyone in the family. Because...

“She speaks more languages than anyone in the family. Because she plays with all the children in the street.” (Erbil, Iraq)
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