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Two years ago today, Hind Rajab’s dreams were stolen.
She dreamed of becoming a doctor—to help people, to heal. She loved the sea. She loved the color pink. She loved her family. She loved to play. She was a child, exactly as children everywhere are: full of tenderness, curiosity, and big dreams for a future she never got to live.
This portrait is a moment of remembrance—and an act of refusal. Refusal to let her be reduced to a statistic. Refusal to let the world look away.
Hind’s story, told in The Voice of Hind Rajab, is not an exception. It is the story of tens of thousands of Palestinian children whose names we will never know, whose dreams were never recorded, whose lives were stolen in silence.
Remembering Hind is a call to action—to do everything in our power to protect and fight for the millions of Palestinian children who are still trying to live. To show up and demand every child be afforded the right to live. To play. To hope. To dream. To live in dignity and not constant fear.
Today and every day—we remember Hind and every child who has been killed and every child who needs us to show up for them.
In honor of Hind and all children, a limited run of signed prints with proceeds going to the Palestine Red Crescent Society will be sold via this link HERE.
