Like, if someone bombs your house, they couldn't go away and do things they wanted to do until they built you a new house and fixed what they broke." My things were all broken… I think it would make the world better if people had to fix the things they broke. The place where I once slept was not rocks and dust and chunks of roof and walls. Why did they do this? This was my house! This was my street! It wasn't hurting anyone! It was just being a house. We couldn't even find it at first because bombs had hit the whole neighbourhood. "There was nothing much left of our home. He fled Baghdad with his mother during the American bombing. I interviewed many families about what had happened to them and what they did as a result. While the war in Iraq was raging, I spent some time in neighbouring Jordan, meeting with Iraqi refugees who fled their country to try to find some place of safety.
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