Donald Trump has the support and adoration of “Christian” pro-lifers. Mike Pence just spoke at the March for Life yesterday. Trump also signed an executive order yesterday, on International Holocaust Remembrance Day, banning refugees from war-torn countries from entering the United States. Because, that’s clearly in line with being “pro-life.”
The refugees who were in route to the United States, as Trump’s executive order was signed, have been detained by authorities after arriving to our country.
We have watched as the war in Syria and Iraq has produced millions of refugees. Some estimates say nearly half of those are children living in absolutely deplorable conditions. Now, little hope is available to them and their families. So, they will wait. They wait for someone, anyone, to shelter them with the compassion and love we are all capable of — when our knees aren’t trembling.
Over a year ago, Photojournalist Magnus Wennman started the project Where the Children Sleep. Today, more than any day ever, people need to see these photos.
These poignant images reveal a reality that is in stark contrast to the coercive rhetoric of fear that permeates the right-wing talking points. Rhetoric that has now been the catalyst for a policy that is a slap in the face to the values we have prided ourselves on for being American.
These children are not ISIS. They are victims of ISIS.
Twelve-year-old Wijdan Moofik arrives at a field hospital in Mosul. She is severely wounded. Medics are trying their best to stop the bleeding. Just ten minutes earlier she was playing with her sister in their house in Khadisey area. She is later sent to the hospital in Erbil. Full story in @aftonbladetnyheter tomorrow
Shiraz, 9, was three months old when she was stricken with a severe fever. The doctor diagnosed polio and advised her parents to not spend too much money on medicine for the girl who “didn’t have a chance.” Then the war came. Her mother, Leila, starts crying when she describes how she wrapped the girl in a blanket and carried her over the border from Kobane to Turkey. Shiraz, who can’t talk, received a wooden cradle in the refugee camp. She lies there. Day and night. Link to the full story in my bio! #jagbryrmig #icare #syria #kobane #suruc #turkey #refugee #polio #photojournalism
Rahma, 10, was born with a visual impairment. In Dar’a where she’s from, her parents had put her in a special school for visually impaired children. She liked the school and felt safe in its building. When the war started, the family fled. A hospital along the way offered Rahma an operation but it was unsuccessful and now she is completely blind. “I never go out”, she says. “I just sit here in the tent.” // full story in my bio //#icare #jagbryrmig #childrenofsyria #lebanon #syria #blind #portrait #photojournalism @aftonbladetnyheter
Walaa, 5, wants to go home. She had her own room in Aleppo, she tells us. There, she never used to cry at bedtime. Here, in the refugee camp, she cries every night. Resting her head on the pillow is horrible, she says, because nighttime is horrible. That was when the attacks happened. By day, Walaa’s mother often builds a little house out of pillows, to teach her that they are nothing to be afraid of. // link to full article in my bio
Ralia, 7, and Rahaf, 13, lives on the street in Beirut. They come from Damascus, where a grenade killed their mother and brother. Together with their father, they have slept on the sidewalk for a year. They are always close to each other. Rahaf says she is afraid of “bad boys”. When she says it Ralia starts to cry. Tomorrow you can se/read more about where the Syrian refugee children sleep when we start our series #jagbryrmig in @aftonbladetnyheter #syria #beirut #refugees #childrenofsyria #syrien #homeless #photojournalism #work
Shiar, 10 was crossing the border near Cobane. It was the middle of the night and he touched something on the ground. It was an IED. He only has three fingers left and his entire body is scarred for life. On Wednesday we start our series about #childrenofsyria in @aftonbladetnyheter So many strong stories to tell. #syria #turkey #sanliurfa #cobane #work #photojournalism #scarred
Ahmed, 8, loves playing with the other children in the refugee camp. But he can only run with them so far, he is blind since birth and doesn’t want to go too far from the tent where he lives. He has never spent a single day in school but his dream is to be able to, one day. #syria #childrenofsyria #unhcr #war #blind #portrait #photojournalism #libanon #bekaa #canon #aftonbladet
Fara, 2, loves football. Her father tries to make footballs of all the material he could find. Every night when he says good night to Fara, and her older sister Tisam, 9, he hopes that they will wake up to a new day when they will get a real football to play with. All other dreams feels unattainable for him. Tomorrow you can se/read more about where the Syrian refugee children sleep when we start our series #jagbryrmig in @aftonbladetnyheter #syria #amman #jordan #war #refugees #childrenofsyria #syrien #homeless #photojournalism #work
A young Syrian boy holds his mothers hand after crossing the border from Serbia to Hungary. Most refugees don’t know what will happen to them after arriving. Me and @wiman1 got a lot of questions today when we were walking near the border. Will they be fingerprinted? Will they be sent back? Can they travel to the next destination? #icare #refugees #serbia #hungary #syria #war #young #boy #holdinghands @aftonbladetnyheter
Today, you will find my story “Where the children sleep” on aftonbladet.se. Link is in my bio. And on Thursday my exhibition (with the same name) will open at @fotografiska. Sham 1 year old Roszke/Horgos. In the very front, just alongside the border between Serbia and Hungary by the 4-meter-high iron gate, Sham is laying in his mother’s arms. Just a few decimeters behind them is the Europe they so desperately are trying to reach. Only one day before, the last refugees were allowed through and taken by train to Austria. But Sham and his mother arrived too late, along with thousands of other refugees who now wait outside the closed Hungarian border.
Earlier this year me and @cbergfeldt met Ashraf and his older brother Hany in a small refugee camp in Lebanon. Ashraf was born March 15, 2011, in Homs, Syria. On the same day the war started with young students protesting against Assads dictatorship. “It’s so strange now, when you think about it afterwards, that our life ended at the same time as his started.” Said Hany, 21. Today Ashraf and Hany lives in Regina, Canada. In March Ashraf will be able to celebrate his 5th birthday in a real house with real walls and perhaps he’ll get to open a present.
The hypocrisy in the events that took place yesterday is undeniable. Conservatives need to start calling themselves exactly what they are: Anti-abortionists. There is nothing pro-life about a doctrine that compels people to march in the streets to protect a blob of cells while turning their backs on victims of the same enemy forces in the world.
The United States is full of a bunch of hypocritical cowards and now we have acted on a cowardness that endangers the lives of innocent people all around the world because xenophobia is an accepted worldview in “Trump’s ‘Merika.”