Bahia Mamo, 13, in a refugee camp in northern Iraq.
“We left our homes and they took Yazidi girls,”
she said of ISIS militants.
“I am crying because of everything we left behind.”
Lynsey Addario for The New York Times
ZAKHO, Iraq — The afternoon before his family fled
the onslaught of Sunni militants, Dakhil Habash was
visited by three of his Arab neighbors....
Over tea, his trusted friend Matlul Mare told him not to worry
about the advancing fighters and that no harm would come
to him or his Yazidi people.
The men had helped one another over the years:
Mr. Mare brought
supplies to Mr. Habash’s community in the years after
the American invasion, when travel outside their northern
enclave was
too dangerous for Yazidis.
Mr. Mare bought tomatoes and watermelon from
Mr. Habash’s farm and sometimes borrowed money.
Mr. Mare brought
supplies to Mr. Habash’s community in the years after
the American invasion, when travel outside their northern
enclave was
too dangerous for Yazidis.
Mr. Mare bought tomatoes and watermelon from
Mr. Habash’s farm and sometimes borrowed money.
But his friend’s assurances did not sit right with
Mr. Habash.
That night, he gathered his family and fled.
Soon afterward,
he said, he found out that Mr. Mare had joined
the militants and was helping them hunt
down Yazidi families.
Mr. Habash.
That night, he gathered his family and fled.
Soon afterward,
he said, he found out that Mr. Mare had joined
the militants and was helping them hunt
down Yazidi families.
“Our Arab neighbors turned on all of us,” said Mr. Habash, who recounted his story from a makeshift refugee camp on the banks of a fetid stream near the city of Zakho,
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