These people will probably have to stay in this refugee camp for years and years because it looks like there is no end in sight for the conflict to end.
At a refugee camp in Jordan, lives are in limbo
DEC. 31, 2015 | REPORTING FROM ZAATARI CAMP, JORDAN
BY PATRICK J. MCDONNELL | PHOTOS BY CAROLYN COLE
The child is inconsolable. She clings to her grandmother, who knows what the girl may only sense: that this could be their final embrace, here at a makeshift bus station on the fringes of a refugee metropolis.
Passengers grimly board the waiting bus. The driver, unaccountably jovial, shakes his head as he tosses bulging backpacks, duffel bags and suitcases into the baggage compartment.
“Please don’t take too much with you,” he says, knowing few will heed him.
Luggage will only complicate matters when crossing the border and negotiating rebel lines — tense moments, sometimes punctuated with sniper rounds and mortar shells.
Syrian refugee Nour al Din Dakhl Allah with Ayaa, 18 months, left, Hiba, four months, and his wife Nawal Qaddah. View more photos
The little girl is named Ayaa; she is 18 months old, and her grandmother is leaving. Her father, Nour al Din Dakhl Allah, his eyes red, finally wrenches her from the arms of his mother-in-law.
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http://graphics.latimes.com/syria-to-jordan/#nt=outfit
At a refugee camp in Jordan, lives are in limbo
DEC. 31, 2015 | REPORTING FROM ZAATARI CAMP, JORDAN
BY PATRICK J. MCDONNELL | PHOTOS BY CAROLYN COLE
The child is inconsolable. She clings to her grandmother, who knows what the girl may only sense: that this could be their final embrace, here at a makeshift bus station on the fringes of a refugee metropolis.
Passengers grimly board the waiting bus. The driver, unaccountably jovial, shakes his head as he tosses bulging backpacks, duffel bags and suitcases into the baggage compartment.
“Please don’t take too much with you,” he says, knowing few will heed him.
Luggage will only complicate matters when crossing the border and negotiating rebel lines — tense moments, sometimes punctuated with sniper rounds and mortar shells.
Syrian refugee Nour al Din Dakhl Allah with Ayaa, 18 months, left, Hiba, four months, and his wife Nawal Qaddah. View more photos
The little girl is named Ayaa; she is 18 months old, and her grandmother is leaving. Her father, Nour al Din Dakhl Allah, his eyes red, finally wrenches her from the arms of his mother-in-law.
Continue reading at:
http://graphics.latimes.com/syria-to-jordan/#nt=outfit
