To Be Continued

This is Amira. She is five. In a population that exceeds 90 million people, there must be at least 27 million Egyptian children (remind me to check the accurate number later).

Her name translates to 'princess.' She lives in a cemetary, yet she knows how to smile like one.

“Take my picture,” was the first – and probably the most important – thing she told me. I do not know why and I do not even know if I will see her again. I do not know Amira’s story, but this girl has something to say. Actually, at least 27 million beings have at least something to say.

Baby philosophy: you can’t physically shut your ears, so basically there is no excuse not to listen.