#Ghouta mornings as described by our colleagues:
Some people in other basements further away were given some food, but we are near a health clinic, so the bombing is hysterical and continuous.
There is no flour; no bread;
there is dirt, cold, hunger, fear.
My son Anas was dug out from under the rubble of another building that was bombed, where he and his father were.
Impossible to sit anywhere or take a bath.
The filth is horrible.
Sewer water has flooded our shelter. The smell is unbearable.
To get rid of the flooding, we need the suction system to work. But there is no electricity.
The children are ill from the poisonous air they are breathing in.
None of us have money to buy anything. The men are all unemployed and exhausted.
The greatest hero is the man who can manage – against all odds – to bake some bread from fodder.
We’ve run out of water again. No one can go out to fill the canisters, because the bombing is relentless.#saveghoutaPainting by Randa Maddah