Refugees came every day more, family, exhausted after a long and dangerous journey. I saw day after day turn, lose the reason, be swallowed by this inhumane camp. But how could it be otherwise when we have lost everything, even his family and that we have more hope, more goal? I brought pictures through which I wanted to report on their daily life, their history, their hopes, and especially their despair. My story has naturally oriented towards children and family. Maybe because I myself two little girls and I could not help thinking about them seeing all these children. Probably they also reminded me to my father, how these men and women were courageous.
