Two years of genocide have made left my three-year-old niece traumatised. Fear and anxiety shape her childhood.
In Gaza, children do not merely experience fear amid the constant bombardment and death. Fear has come to redefine the simplest concepts in every aspect of their lives.
When my three-year-old niece, Rose, touched a wall for the first time, it was as if she were touching something alien – something that didn’t belong to her world. Her tiny hand reached out hesitantly, then recoiled suddenly, as if struck by an electric shock.
“Will it fall?” she whispered, trembling.
She thought the solid wall would collapse, just as our
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