I am the “girl with the green sweater “ whose house was destroyed by the earthquake. my memories buried under

I am “the mother with the green sweater” who struggled and grew tired to find a safe shelter for my

I am the old woman with the green sweater, whose hope for stability wanes time and time again while her

I am “young woman with the green sweater “, who was tired while searching for my identity, which was lost

We are “the Syrian people with the green sweaters “in the camps, which have become safe, after our struggle for