Alaa

AlaaAge: 26 Country of origin: Syria Civil status: Married to Oudai (in Germany), two children Current residence: Jordan

Oudai made it to Turkey, where he stayed for a week. I talked to him everyday [by telephone] and one day he lied to me and told me that he was going to bed early. In reality, he was planning to go to Greece by sea that night. The next day I woke up to

Now it was time for Meeral [our second child] to come to life and to live the exile experience at our tiny home. The same pain was back again. One night, I called Oudai while he was at work because I was in pain and afraid to be alone. He told me to go to

…The phase with fog, dust, rain and mud. One morning, I woke up to the sound of loud banging and ruckus outside our tent, What was outside? I started crying, but I didn’t know if it was from the pregnancy or maybe because I got used to the bombing. Oudai went outside to see what

They guided us to a big tent and asked “Are you pregnant?” I said jokingly, “No it’s just a false alarm 😂. Yes, of course I am pregnant”. We entered the tent where there was a lot of people: big, small, women and elders. This was the first time I felt as though I was

My father’s words had a great impact on me and I remember them while standing on the border between Jordan and Syria. Tears were running down my face as I was crying for my family, my country and my baby’s bed that was made by Oudai. On what do I have to cry among all

I had a laptop for my classes, there was a problem with it and I looked for places to fix it. I found a place named ‘International Computer Trade’. As I entered the store and saw a handsome guy 😍. Certainly, I did not show what I thought of him immediately, and then he asked me

I’m Alaa Msalma from Daraa Syria. I was born in 20/6/1991. I am currently 26 years old. I have two children, Samer and Meeral; we are living now in Jordan. I was born in a small house with my mother, father, three sisters and two brothers; they meant everything to me. I studied in the

We are living harsh conditions. We have discovered how much we love each other, but distance is brutal and until now I am crying because of Oudai’s absence. My kids are growing up with me, but away from their father. Whenever they see a plane in the sky they scream “Papa, Papa come down from