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A girl from the minority Yazidi sect rests after fleeing violence in Sinjar, in this August 13, 2014 file photo. I remember the scene well. It was the day that I arrived at the Iraqi-Syrian border crossing of Fishkhabour. With shocked, sunburnt faces, men, women and children in dirt-caked clothes were struggling in temperatures of over 45 degrees Celsius (113 Fahrenheit). At first, I focused my camera on a group of women sitting on the ground, but when I turned away I saw this little girl. I took one shot of her there and as she saw me, she gave me a smile. I captured another frame of her with her mother. I was drawn to her wild beauty in this terrible situation. There is a kind of intensity, distress and sadness in her eyes. It was really sad not only to see this girl, but also to see the hundred others who were dirty, exhausted, and sitting amongst garbage in the heat. I would be very curious to see the blonde girl who I photographed again. I wonder what will become of her. I wonder what will become of all the others. (Photo and caption by Youssef Boudlal/Reuters)
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