We have watched the throngs of people – a mass of humanity – surging West, desperate to board trains that will take them to a better life. We have seen the faces etched with anguish and exhaustion, carrying children on an endless walk. What would that be like, we think, from the comfort of our couches. How must they feel, we wonder, as we tuck our children safely into bed. And our hearts hurt.
It is easy for these people – each of them mothers, fathers, sons, or daughters – to blur into one big number and one big problem. But there’s something about this image by the International Rescue Committee that struck us.
The image personalise this enormous refugee crisis by focusing on a single individual. A single, relatable individual, who was asked to open their bag and show us the remainder of their earthly possessions.