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A A BOY’S S JOURNEY Y TRYING T R G TO T O FIND

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HOME HOME started started out out as as an an experiment. experiment. An An

experiment experiment to to release release one one panel panel of of a a

comic comic book book story story every every day day of of Ramadan --

a Ramadan a Ramadan story. story. We We wanted to to tell tell a story

that that was was relevant, but but still still had had a a good

feel feel to to it, it, so so we we chose to to tell tell a a story that

focused both both on on the the hardships of of being a

refugee with with no no home and and also on on how Ramadan

is is a a time when people get together

and and find find trust and and hope in in the comfort of

each each other.

The The story of of Firas and Hilal is is a a story of

hardship, friendship, and hope, and now it it

is is presented as as a a complete, five-page story

for for the the first first time. We We hope you liked it. it.

Thank you you so so much to to everyone who

followed along along on on Instagram for for your

interest, shares, likes, likes, and and comments on on

the the HOME HOME comic-book experiment.

HOME comic book team

HOME comic book team

Story by Sam Khoubrouy Pak

Story Art by & Sam Colors Khoubrouy by Maysam Pak Barza

Art & Lettering Colors by & Art Maysam Direction Barza by Sam Khoubrouy Pak

Lettering Edited & by Art Brendan Direction Wright by Sam Khoubrouy Pak

Edited

Production

by Brendan

Manager

Wright

Eske Knudsen Rostgård

Production

Executive

Manager

Producer

Eske

Fahad

Knudsen

Al Saud

Rostgård

Executive Producer Fahad Al Saud


Once upon a time...

there was peace in

my hometown.

My childhood was like

every other kid in this

world--play, eat, sleep,

and repeat.

I was born in a middle-class

family. My father had a store,

selling nuts, and my mom

took care of the house.

Hilal came with

me everywhere.

And i had my

cat, Hilal.

Firas,

you are grown-up

enough to fast with

us tomorrow if

you want.

I can't forget the

I feeling can't forget of the the

morn-

feeling sun, of the the pigeons, morning

the sun, sound the of pigeons,

Adhan,

the and sound the Suhur of Adhan,

meal.*

and the Suhur meal.*

*

Each year, on the first

night of Ramadan, we

went to my taita's* house.

*Grandmother

my Eighth ramadan

my Eighth seventh ramadan

*Call*A to meal prayer. before sunrise during Ramadan

**A*A *A meal before sunrise during Ramadan.


*

The souq was different

during Ramadan,

**

the sound

of Adhan bouncing in

the arcs of the Bazaar.

I can't forget the

feeling of the morning

sun, the pigeons,

the sound of Adhan,

and the Suhur meal.*

Yalla, baba!

Let’s go home

for iftar.

*Market place.

**A holy month during which Muslims fast between the hours of sunrise and sunset.

Some days my dad and I would

go and give food to the people

stuck in traffic during iftar. *

*Evening meal after sunset during Ramadan.

my Eighth ramadan

other days my dad and the other

shop owners made iftar to share

with the poor.

*A meal before sunrise during Ramadan

Ramadan was a month of

celebration, of kindness

and caring for each other.

We should

go somewhere

we can be

safe.

But--

No but.

I’ll pack

tomorrow.

My mom told me I could only

take my bag and what I could

fit inside. it was so hard to

decide what I should take.

Hilal fit, but not everything.

Meow

on my ninth Ramadan, it

came out of nowhere--

the black shadow of war

surrounded our iftar.


But it was

too late...

I don't remember

much, except for

Hilal in my lap.

the next day,

we left our

home.

We walked and

walked for a few

months. To where,

I didn't know.

No home, no place to sleep…

we walked like this for days.

Turkey, Tenth Ramadan.

Every iftar and

SUhUr, I thought

of home and Taita.

We learned of a route to Europe

by boat. Rather than staying in the

camp we took our chances, along

with many others...

The smugglers had taken all

our Along money. with This 300 was others now our we gave

last all hope, our money same as to the smugglers.

other

300 This people boat was with our us on last the hope. boat.


Everybody around me

were scared, and I felt

alone. Some of the men

talked about the water,

and how they couldn't

stop it. I held Hilal close.

The boat had been taking in water

for hours when we were finally

rescued. They saved our lives.

Greece, Eleventh Ramadan.

When we reached

the shore, everyone

was crying.

Things got tougher--I had

to work, as my family had

lost everything to keep us

safe, and we couldn’t fast.

I made $4 per day.

The winter was

cold and dark.

We couldn't leave the

next day, but something

happened…

I

can't take it

anymore.

Where?

We will leave

tomorrow.

I don’t

know...

Thank

you.


You can

talk...?

Wha...at?

Of

course I

can...You just

didn't need

me to.

Seems crazy,

but That’s How

I remember it.

I am

so tired.

I can't.

Do you

want to have

another Ramadan...

another iftar...

another round

of Taita’s

food?

Yes!

You

should be

strong. We are

not far away

now.

Then

you should

continue

and never

give up.

I am with

you.

After two weeks,

we left and walked

for months.

Hilal,

Slow

down!

Can

you scratch

me behind the

ears?

We are

almost

there.

Where?

...

We walked on the

railroads to keep

from getting lost.

Bosnia, Twelfth Ramadan.

We were in a country

where people were

fasting for Ramadan.

They had also suffered

from war, and

they shared what they

had with us for iftar.

We

can't go

without

you.

I

found a driver

to take you two

to the other

side.

We

don't have

any other

choice.

SHUKRAN!*

*Thank you

As a kid, I didn’t know what

was going on. I just knew I

missed my bed back at home.


I felt whatever I had

left in life was fading

away--our house,Taita,

Ramadan, and now my

father.

Finally! The

safe place.

He

will find

you.

Now

we are here,

I don’t have

anything else

to say...

wait, No!

meow

Germany,

thirteenth

Ramadan.

Now we have iftar

together, but

without Taita…

Habibi, *

Did you finish

your homework?

My Dad finally came back

to us so we could have

this ramadan together,

in our new home.

Ja,

ich habe sie

gemacht.

Alles

gut. **

*My dear. **Yes, I’ve done it. All good!

I always think how much

easier it would have been

to travel by airplane than

walk for four years to

be somewhere safe.

I come every Eid

*

to the airport

and think of Taita’s house and

the sound of Adhan, which is

like a fresh breeze that travels

through my hometown.

Germany, twentyfourth

Ramadan.

Hilal,

do you remember

Taita’s food?

purrr...

MEOW

*End of Ramadan celebration.

The End


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HOME

Artist Maysam Barza’s process for

creating pages of HOME. It all starts with

the script, which breaks the pages down

into panels.

First, Maysam provides thumbnail

sketches of each panel for approval.


Maysam adds color to

complete the pages.

Maysam creates more

detailed line art for

the final version. Note

the addition of Hilal in

panels 2, 4, and 6, as

he became a more

important presence in

the story.


“I loved it and made my friend [read it] too.”

-MARWA_HAWSAWI

“Yes please !!! Much much more.”

-HALAREDWAN

“I love HOME! Especially Hilal.

Please make more about cats.”

-MUNNERAKHALID

FIRAS lives with his family in the only home he’s ever known, when suddenly

everything changes. With his cat Hilal by his side, Firas must leave their home

behind and walk with his family for several years into an unknown journey.

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