“Easter is supposed to be tomorrow, but it doesn’t feel like Easter. Before even thinking what shoes to wear, they lost their feet. They lost their little hands that used to color the Easter eggs every year before the bloody mortars came knocking at their school gate. Why? Just because they decided to go to school that day,” said Ghattas Eid from Maaloula, about the bombing of the Armenian Catholic School on April 15 in Damascus. “They could’ve been my children or anyone else’s children. It is just a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Happy Easter? I don’t think so.”
In the most difficult of circumstances, Armenians celebrated Easter across the different cities of Syria. After three years of hell in Syria, they continue to embrace their cultural identity and retain their faith.