After two years of fear and noise, the silence feels strange. Itβs not peace, but itβs something. The bombs stopped, for now, and Iβm trying to bring a little joy back to the children. There are no therapists here, no programs to heal their minds, so Iβm doing what I know best: cooking. After a long time without fruits, I finally managed to make something that includes them, something tasty and a bit nutritious too. It felt amazing seeing the kids enjoy it, especially my son Nizar, whoβs now a year and a half old, tasting fruits for the first time. This video was filmed in a displaced people camp, and it means a lot to be cooking again in a place that finally feels a little safer. Today I made cereal in all kinds of wild mixes with fruits, sauces, and chocolate just to see them laugh again. Itβs messy, funny, and full of heart.