Today, I documented 27 seconds of my nephew Khalid’s life in our tent. He is a child who will soon turn two. They say childhood is a time of butterflies and flowers, but Khalid’s childhood is a time of flies and a tent. In these seconds, you will see his beautiful, innocent face, and you will see the flies that land on him without mercy. You will see a child who doesn’t even know how to swat these insects away from his eyes, simply because he has gotten used to them. This is his world, and this is his life. These few seconds are the summary of our life here. An eternity of intense pain condensed into fleeting moments. We watch innocence learn to coexist with ugliness, and we watch a childhood grow in the shadow of neglect and helplessness. Every second that passes is a reminder that his childhood is being stolen from him before our very eyes, and we can do nothing but watch. For this reason, and with all the pain in my heart, these 27 seconds are all I have to show you the extent of our suffering. So I’m looking for help to rent a roof over our heads, just a small room, or a humble apartment, to preserve Khalid’s childhood dignity and protect us from this daily torment. All we want is to live for one single day without flies sharing our lives. Please donate and share chuffed.org/project/156264-h…