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I was, in my imagination, walking through Gaza, with a camera, portraying the horrors of war, and in the midst of the destruction, I found the scene you just saw.

A mother, with a worried face, looking at her young son, on a narrow street, destroyed by the bombings on Gaza.

The imagined experience and the visible reality of walking through Gaza can be very different. But between the two, information maintains the link. Don't settle for just one story, learn about both.

How else can we learn to be tolerant if we do not inform ourselves about the beliefs and way of life of others?

The image you just saw, in addition to being an attempt to rescue tenderness, is also a humble tribute to war correspondents, who in the midst of chaos and partial interests, take enormous risks in the name of the truth.

Description
I was, in my imagination, walking through Gaza, with a camera, portraying the horrors of war, and in the midst of the destruction, I found the scene you just saw.

A mother, with a worried face, looking at her young son, on a narrow street, destroyed by the bombings on Gaza.

The imagined experience and the visible reality of walking through Gaza can be very different. But between the two, information maintains the link. Don't settle for just one story, learn about both.

How else can we learn to be tolerant if we do not inform ourselves about the beliefs and way of life of others?

The image you just saw, in addition to being an attempt to rescue tenderness, is also a humble tribute to war correspondents, who in the midst of chaos and partial interests, take enormous risks in the name of the truth.