MAFRAQ, Jordan — As in the fairy tale, in Syria it was the children who pointed out that the emperor had no clothes.
Syria's civil war began in March 2011 with demands for freedom from schoolchildren in the provincial town of Dara'a — kids like Muhammad, a skinny seventh-grader. He still hasn't recovered from the torture he endured, and he and his parents asked that his last name not be published.
Muhammad, now part of the growing Syrian refugee diaspora in Jordan, still weighs less than 100 pounds and looks like a shy middle-schooler. It's hard to imagine him confronting a playground bully, let alone the nation's tyrant.
Maybe the story of these children's courage can help build spine in world leaders, who for 2 years have largely averted their eyes from the humanitarian catastrophe that is Syria. The agreement on chemical weapons may be a genuine step forward, but it does not seem particularly relevant to Syrians suffering from more banal methods of mass murder.
Muhammad was not a part of the first group of child activists, who scrawled anti-government graffiti on a wall in Dara'a. The government, with knee-jerk brutality, arrested and tortured them.
That's when other citizens, Muhammad included, poured out on the streets to demand the students' release. The authorities opened fire on some protesters and arrested others, including Muhammad. Police officers beat the boy, then just 11 years old, with rubber hoses; he says that even when the soles of his feet were whipped, he didn't divulge the names of activist schoolmates.
After four days, Muhammad's father, Adnan, paid a $1,000 bribe to get the boy freed. The father and mother say that they warned the boy not to protest because his activities could get his father fired from his job.
Muhammad defied his parents and marked his 12th birthday by continuing to protest. At one demonstration, police detained him and clubbed him with the butt of a rifle until his knee was shattered.