Dagha used to listen to the sound of shells falling in Syria from her family’s little tent in Lebanon. Sitting quietly on the hill, she would mend clothes and try to figure out which part of her homeland the shelling was coming from. Then she suffered a stroke.
Now partially paralysed, she can only squeeze the hands of family and friends who come up to give her a kiss. Every week, news arrives of more people who have died in her home village – including relatives. Her family say she often cries in her sleep.
“Her biggest fear is that she’ll die in Lebanon,” says Fatima, Dagha’s granddaughter. “Before her stroke, when she was still able to talk as clearly as a teenager, she’d say, ”