Why I won’t stop telling the stories of Gaza | Media
There’s a look I recognize: the way a child’s eyes widen when he sees me, wearing a press jacket and holding the microphone. It’s not curiosity. It’s hope. A fragile,…
There’s a look I recognize: the way a child’s eyes widen when he sees me, wearing a press jacket and holding the microphone. It’s not curiosity. It’s hope. A fragile,…